Royal Road Qingtian

Chapter 1420 Each is sad

five days later.

The three teams, led by Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian, and Li Chenglong, are back to exterminate the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes!

From now on, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans have completely become history.

Even all the inheritances of the three clans were looted by Zuo Xiaoduo.

At this moment, Shangjing City has already erected a super majestic monument.

Behind the monument is a huge palace that is far grander and more solemn than the imperial palace!

Palace of Heroes.

There are tablets placed inside, and portraits are placed on the few people in the middle, and personal tablets are placed in front of the portraits.

They are You Dongtian, King of the Right Side, Wang Feihong, Qin Fangyang, Dao Demon and other heroes who fell in this catastrophe...

At the right time, the gate of the Heroic Spirit Palace opened, and all the people who came to worship rushed in.

This was unanimously decided by everyone: "Completely wipe out the three clans, and sacrifice the ashes of the ancient gods to the heroic spirits!"

Now, finally, the day has come.

In the portrait, You Dongtian stood in the clouds with his hands behind his back, white clouds flying wildly, his clothes fluttering, he didn't see any cynicism in the past, only contempt and infinite sharpness in his eyes.

Wang Feihong stood with his sword behind his back, his face was cold and proud.

Qin Fangyang's face was filled with a warm smile, but his eyes were full of determination.

Followed by rows of tablets, densely packed, dizzying, I don't know how many...

Wang Lingyun's tablet was placed behind Wang Feihong.

Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting stood in front of You Dongtian's memorial tablet, staring at the name on it for a long time, finally couldn't help trembling, and burst into tears.

"Little fish..." Wu Yuting cried out in pain, feeling heartbroken.

"I've raised you for so many years...but I never thought that there would be a day when a white-haired person would send a black-haired person..."

"You're coming out to shake the pot again...you heartless bastard!"

Wu Yuting burst into tears like a fountain: "If you let go, who are you worthy of?"

Zuo Changlu took a deep breath, tried his best to stabilize himself, and then supported his wife. His affection for You Dongtian was not weaker than that of his wife.

At this moment, my heart is also uncomfortable as if a pot has been boiled.

On one side, You Xingchen sat cross-legged, with his eyes closed tightly, silently, with tears rolling down his eyes uninterruptedly.

Zuo Xiaoduo, Li Chenglong and others all knelt before Qin Fangyang's tablet, tears streaming down their faces.

"Teacher...teacher..."

Zuo Xiaoduo, Li Chenglong, Yu Moyan, Long Yusheng, Wan Lixiu, Li Changming and other six students from Phoenix No. 2 Middle School knelt and kowtowed.

I worship this teacher who single-handedly built their knowledge, martial arts foundation, outlook on life, and values, and has always set an example for them.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Fangyang has been the guiding light in the lives of the six people.

Even later, he was promoted to Qianlong, and later Qin Fangyang went to Beijing to teach, even including his coming to Phoenix City later, and even including his single sword, fighting the three clans alone, and protecting Shangjing!

"It's said that in the new society, kneeling and worshiping is not in use... But such a teacher, why is it not worthy of our kneeling! Teachers, preaching and teaching to solve doubts, Teacher Qin is my teacher for a lifetime, and I have been taught by this teacher in this life. Sansheng is lucky!"

Zuo Xiaoduo burst into tears.

Ever since I joined the martial arts class, the past is vivid in my mind, and the past scenes flowed from the bottom of my heart in every detail.

For a while, my heart felt like a knife was twisted.

"If I can get rid of the Asura clan earlier, if..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was full of regret in his heart, hating his previous decision extremely.

Li Chenglong and others raised their heads and watched Qin Fangyang's face on the portrait quietly. Although the tears flowed freely, he never wiped them off.

"Teacher, don't worry, we will definitely protect the safety of the mainland!"

The first batch of people who came in to worship were the absolute high-ranking emperors, Sifang Marshals and others.

Everyone stayed in this hall for a long time.

The entire city of Shangjing was filled with the scent of incense candles, overwhelming the heavens and the earth.

Almost every family has set up tablets of the right-hand king, Qin Fangyang and others.

The mountains, rivers and thousands of miles are plain, and the voices of the mourning people are loud.

With the passing of a generation of heavenly kings, the people of Star Soul lost the pillar of Optimus.

The sacrifice of tens of millions of soldiers caused many families and countless families to lose their pillars.

The entire Star Soul Continent was plunged into an atmosphere of sorrow and grief.

Cigarette paper money is scattered all over the sky.

The tens of millions of memorial tablets in the Palace of Heroes stand tall and unmoving, like a neat army, ready to go.

It seems that under the leadership of the Right Heavenly King standing on the clouds with his hands behind his back and walking against the wind, he is continuing to fight fiercely in another world!

For all the joys and sorrows of this Star Soul Continent, don't bother me anymore...

...

Zuo Changlu and the others walked out of the Heroic Spirit Palace, everyone's emotions were still uneasy, and the tears were like traces.

On the huge square outside, countless soldiers lined up neatly, spreading all the way to the outside of the square.

All the soldiers watched Zuo Changlu and the others leave the Heroic Spirit Palace. Everyone saluted neatly, and their eyes were full of respect, focusing on this group of people.

This is the real high-level of the human race, and also the hope of fighting against all races, the real main force!

It is they who hold up the sky of the entire human world, so that the Star Soul Human Race will not perish!

"Greetings to the imperial seat, and the emperor!"

Zuo Changlu waved his hands, and said in a low voice, "Go in, let's pay homage to the Heavenly King and brothers..."

It was only with this wave of hands that the group of people disappeared without a trace.

Everyone respectfully watched the crowd leave, and then one after another, they filed in, worshiping the heroic spirits and mourning the martyrs.

The establishment of the Heroic Spirit Palace added a bit of solemnity to the entire Shang capital.

The whole family of the You family wore sackcloth and filial piety to see off the Right Heavenly King. Hundreds of thousands of people spontaneously came along the way; It is only reasonable for the people in the capital to see him off in groups!

Zuo Xiaoduo and others went to offer incense in front of Youjia Heavenly King Ling.

...

At night.

A group of high-level Star Souls gathered together.

Zuo Changlu, Wu Yuting, Qin Sha, Jian Jun, Silu Dashuai, Lei Changtian, Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian, Li Chenglong and others were all present, as well as Daoist Lei from the Daoist League, who also rushed over .

It's just that their positions are relatively backward.

The descriptions of the five Taoists are full of haggard looks, no longer the fairy demeanor of the past, the white hair is real white hair, but there is no half childlike face.

Star Soul executives gathered, only You Xingchen was absent.

Today is the day of You Dongtian's funeral, Emperor Zhaxing went back to You's house early.

Tonight, the old man did not know how sad he must be.

It wasn't just Wu Yuting from Zuo Changlu who sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man, You Xingchen was the one who really suffered the pain of bereavement!

Everyone is very sad about the demise of You Dongtian, Qin Fangyang and others, but life is still going on, and no matter who dies, the fall may be a blink of an eye, nothing is impossible !

Just like Zuo Changlu, his wife and the other four were fighting against the Demon Race Luohu, the situation was in a precarious situation. If Zuo Xiaonian and Yunxiao hadn't arrived in time, they would probably be in danger of dying. Many difficulties need to be overcome and should not be ignored.

"For us, we have passed the most difficult hurdle in the fight for the hegemony of the mainland; after this battle, the three tribes of non-dulong, phoenix, and kylin were completely wiped out, and the ancestor Minghe, the master of Asura, was also very energetic in this battle. Injuries, the overall strength has fallen to the end of the clans, and it is no longer enough, and the Dao League Continent has already decided to submit to the Star Soul and integrate into the Star Soul."

"The spirit race is not good at combat power, and they are not good at fighting by nature. If we persuade them with good words, we may hope that they will follow the example of Daomeng."

"The rest are the Witch Clan, Monster Clan, Western Cult, and Demon Clan."

Zuo Changlu's voice was low, announcing the situation.

"The demons also lost little in this battle, with a total force of more than 30 million; but this is not the point; after all, as long as the demons still have the demon ancestor Luohu in command, they are enough to pose a great threat to us."

Zuo Changlu said slowly: "The most important thing is that after the battle a few days ago, I can clearly feel that some kind of strange fluctuations have appeared in the cultivation base of Demon Ancestor Luohu... It is likely that he realized and fumbled during the battle. He has reached a new realm, in other words, he may be on the verge of breaking through, or even in the process of breaking through, if my induction comes true..."

Having said that, Zuo Changlu sighed.

The faces of Wu Yuting and Long Yusheng Wan Lixiu were also very ugly.

Everyone was surprised in unison.

"Demon Ancestor Luohu's breakthrough should have been facilitated by the few of us..." Zuo Changlu explained rather weakly.

At that time, the four of them tried their best to deal with the demon ancestor, so they ignored it. In this battle, it was not the demon ancestor who abused them unilaterally.

The experience of wandering in battle and on the edge of life and death has always been the supreme way to consolidate the foundation, build up the background, accumulate experience, and even break through the current state. Unexpectedly, the person who was supposed to fight with all his strength to keep him together, actually had the feeling of coping with difficulties, and this made this old devil who had no scruples in the past, because of the fierce battle, he had a feeling...

Constantly using the pressure of the four of them, tasting the crisis of life and death again and again, and then trying to break through the possibility...

In fact, thinking about it carefully, although Zuo Changlu Wu Yuting broke through to the quasi-sage level as a newcomer, he was already in the same realm as the Demon Ancestor. Their full attack and killing could of course pose a considerable threat to the Demon Ancestor.

There is also Long Yusheng Wanlixiu, the total real strength of the four of them is not only not weaker than the Demon Ancestor, they can truly surpass him, but the upper limit of strength is never equal to the limit of strength!

As for this point, Zuo Changlu, who knows the truth, just feels that this wave is simply a dog.

We are desperate, but the other party is taking advantage of our desperate efforts!

Since I became the Xuntian Throne, this is really the first time I have tasted this kind of taste, but I can't do anything, I can't interrupt the other party's perception at all, I can only follow the other party's pace.

Because if one of them relaxes, one of the four of them will die immediately, and as long as any link of mutual support and cooperation is broken, the other three will only lose faster, especially at that time. Get out of the battlefield and escape alone!

"It's okay. The next time I meet the Demon Ancestor, I will deal with him. I don't believe he can go to heaven."

Zuo Xiao Da stabbed.

This sentence instantly drew three blank eyes.

Zuo Changlu, Wu Yuting, tears forever.

Parents, mother, and grandfather... Zuo Xiaoduo collectively offended them in one sentence.

Zuo Changlu couldn't express his displeasure: You mean I'm not as good as you? Or the one that is much worse than yours?

Wu Yuting felt the same way: even if you are better than your old lady, you don't need to declare it like this, do you? Don't you take your old lady seriously and take it to heart? It's really unfilial!

There is also a stomach full of tears with a strange feeling.

Dealing with the Demon Ancestor...

The Demon Ancestor is entrusted to you to deal with...

This is so...

Although I now know that the 'Devil Ancestor' I am talking about is not me, but I feel uncomfortable, after all, that used to be my nickname...

Is this old man something you can handle? You kid is going against the sky, do you know how to be filial?

Lei Changtian was full of upset stomach and couldn't help snorting a few times in his nostrils.

Zuo Changlu's eyes immediately swept across his face.

Lei Changtian suddenly became awe-inspiring, flatteringly said: "Boss, what are your orders?"

The faces of Wu Yuting and Wu Yuting on Zuo Changlu were all black.

Next to him, Yunzhong Hunan Zhengqian and others looked up at the sky with expressionless faces. The beam in this room is really worth studying.

"Then there is the Yaozu."

Zuo Changlu talked about the Yaozu, pondered for a long time, and said: "Xiao Duo, from your point of view... is it feasible to fight a gentleman's battle with the Yaozu?"

Everyone was shocked.

The battle of gentlemen!

If it is really possible to engage in a few gentlemen's battles with the Yaozu to decide the outcome, it will be enough to avoid countless casualties!

In terms of the strength of the monster clan, which is the most powerful among all clans, avoiding the ultimate decisive battle is to avoid hundreds of millions of casualties at every turn!

But, can Yaozu agree?

Zuo Xiaoduo pondered for a while, then smiled wryly: "I'm really not sure about this... If we talk about making an appointment with the Witch Clan, it's still possible, but the Monster Clan...it's difficult."

"The reason why I didn't mention the witch clan is that, the eight great ancestor witches came back to the mortal world. Although the overall combat power of the witch clan soared to the top of all clans, a gentleman can bully them...I mean, That is to say, you can take your time with the Wu Clan, there are plenty of opportunities..."

Zuo Changlu sighed, and said: "The most difficult thing to deal with now is actually the Western religion... I still can't see through it. What are those two saints thinking?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Previously, Master Tongtian once said that this Qingtian Tribulation is the only chance for a saint to be freed, so the three Qings left successively during the initial period of the current Qingtian Tribulation. .”

"And Master Tongtian will leave immediately after helping us this time."

"Because once the mainland is unified and the Dao of Heaven is complete, it will fall back into the control of the Dao of Heaven."

Zuo Xiaoduo pondered: "Does this mean...the Second Saint of the West will also leave?"

"If they leave, what will they do?"

"Conversely, if they can't let go of the Western religion, will there be other adaptations? Anyway, I don't believe they will be willing to be the pawns of Heaven forever."

Everyone meditated together.

This is indeed a confusing and inexplicable situation.

Zuo Xiaonian frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "Father, if you become a saint, will you be willing to be a pawn of heaven forever?"

This question was shocking.

Zuo Changlu pondered, pondered, and answered after a long, long time: "Everything in the world has advantages and disadvantages. This time the catastrophe of the Qing Dynasty came, but it made me break through one after another and be promoted to quasi-sage. After the battle with the demon ancestor this time, Not only is the bottleneck of the Demon Ancestor loosened, but there is a great opportunity to go further, I also have a considerable gain, and I feel that the distance from that step is not very far away, and it must be out of reach."

"If I can become a saint... then, as long as our human race can exist forever and become the master of the continent... from now on, it will be safe and smooth, multiply and thrive... so what's the point of becoming a chess piece of the way of heaven?"

"What if the human race can't become the final master?" Yun Zhonghu said.

"Then there is no need to think about it."

Zuo Changlu smiled freely: "Because if that's the case, I would have already fallen in the battle of life and death of the ethnic group, and I'm afraid I would not even have the chance to become a pawn of heaven."

Everyone was silent for a while, but couldn't help feeling admiration.

This sentence has been implemented in Zuo Changlu's life.

Do your best and die!

It's better to have broken pieces of jade than to be whole!

The human race is here, so naturally I will protect it!

The human race will not exist, it will only be after my fall!

It's that simple.

Everyone's work is done, and it's naturally Li Chenglong's turn next.

While everyone was talking just now, Li Chenglong had already drawn the map of the new mainland situation.

The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn of the Taoist League are no longer included on the map, and although the Asura clan has not yet been destroyed, their sphere of influence does not appear at all on Li Chenglong's map.

Obviously, in the mind of the swollen military adviser, Asura is no longer a concern, insignificant...

"Human Race, Spirit Race, Witch Race, Monster Race, Demon Race, Western Religion."

Li Chenglong pointed to the five directions on the map: "The human race is now living in the northernmost area. Another great advantage after this battle is that you don't need to consider the possibility of being attacked."

"The Witch Clan is in the south, the Spirit Clan, Demon Clan, Yao Clan, and Western Cult are in the east, south, southeast, and southwest respectively; four directions."

"But in the general direction, we no longer need to send troops to garrison the north, nor do we need the west."

"The troops of the entire continent can be concentrated on this line!"

"Our current advantage lies in... this line is exactly the Riyue Pass, Baitou Mountain, and this area; the weak point is the defense line of the Dao League, and there is no Heroic Soul Pass."

Li Chenglong said: "In this way, if the enemy attacks, no matter if it is the demon race, the spirit race, or the monster race, the direction will be exactly facing the Dao League Continent... They will never choose the Sun Moon Pass and Baitou Mountain. Naturally."

"Only the Wu Clan, if they want to attack us, they must cross the Sun-Moon Pass..."

"The threat of the witch clan...can we ignore it temporarily?" Li Chenglong used a question sentence.

After all, Star Soul and the Witch Clan were still in an alliance just before.

Of course, it's anyone's guess whether the Wu clan will tear up the alliance agreement and come to attack.

After all, now it is no longer the original issue of victory or defeat, but the issue of survival of the ethnic group.

Involving the ethnic group, beyond the principle, any noble hero can instantly turn into the most despicable and shameless bastard to the opponent, and there will be no criticism.

If you still talk about loyalty and principles with the enemy on the issue of the survival of this ethnic group, then you are not a hero, but an idiot!

So on this point, no one can guarantee that the Wumeng will not fall into trouble!

"Now it is indeed..." Li Chenglong also had some headaches: "I can't find my target."

"And now the fight between the Lich Clan, the Monster Clan and the Western Sect is still unfinished..."

Li Chenglong rubbed his brows and said: "Let's do this first, order Lei Daoren and his side to build the Heroic Soul Pass over there while moving the population, and the requirement should not be less than 5,000!"

"In addition, we have to prepare an elite army of more than 200 million people, the kind that can be dispatched at any time! We can't just be their umbrella, they have to pay some price!"

"If the Daoist League does nothing and we protect them, what is the meaning of belonging? Isn't it the same as raising rice worms?"

After a few words, the five people who were talking about Lei Taoist, Feng Taoist, and Shuangxueyu were flushed and breathing, but they couldn't attack.

Because although what Li Chenglong said was not polite, it was an iron fact!

You don't do anything, what do we want you to do?

"Okay! We will do our best!" Daoren Lei said with a dark face.

"It's not about doing your best, but about doing it!"

With a straight face, Li Chenglong said sternly and selflessly: "The five thousand heroic soul pass must be fulfilled, the quality requirements must be in place, and there are still 200 million elite troops, there can only be more, not less, this is what the Dao League must give. sincerity!"

Taoist Lei sighed, and said firmly: "The task must be completed!"

Li Chenglong just gave up.

Daoist Feng sent a voice transmission to Daoist Lei indignantly: "Boss, this little bastard is clearly taking revenge for our Daoist League's assassination of them back then... This is too petty... Such a magnanimous thing..."

But halfway through the sound transmission, Daoren Lei stopped him with a stern look.

What time is it now? How dare you say this! ?

Are you blind?

Before the five of us were in this group of people, our cultivation was considered top-notch, so we naturally have the right to speak...

But the five of us are now among this group of people, and we are impressively ranked last, even because the Daomeng can no longer find a higher cultivation level than the five of us, otherwise we will have to say whether we can attend or not!

At this moment, what about the assassination back then? Do you want to make fun of yourself, or do you want to make fun of the Dao League?

Now that we have decided to merge and surrender, we are a family, and we have the same interests. Does it make sense to say what is there and what is not?

It is really inappropriate to talk about being persecuted.

On this point, Daoren Lei still believed in Zuo Changlu.

If Li Chenglong really has selfish intentions, Zuo Changlu will definitely stop him.

In fairness, Li Chenglong's request, at least in Lei Daoren's view, is understandable.

At most, it's just a bad tone... that's all.

When it comes time for a big battle, there will definitely be sacrifices, but if it comes to pulling all the Daomeng troops up to serve as cannon fodder, the Star Soul executives still can't do this kind of thing!

Zuo Changlu looked at Li Chenglong and others with comforting eyes.

Not enough brigade so many people are sitting here, let Zuo Changlu see the prosperity of the human race, and there is hope for the future.

Before, the entire continent was full of battles and calculations, and there was not enough combat power for half a brigade.

now……

It's really not what it used to be!

Just looking at these energetic young people, Zuo Changlu was suddenly full of confidence.

The current situation in the mainland is getting better little by little, and everything is moving in the ideal direction. What else do I have to worry about?

The foundations of these little guys are shockingly thick.

Such a genius, in the past... But there wasn't even a single one!

"That's it for now."

Li Chenglong made a final decision: "We will talk about the follow-up after the fight between the Witch League, the Yaozu, and the Western religion has come to an end. Let's see what the outcome of this battle is, so we can sort out the context and follow the trend."

So the meeting adjourned.

After three full days.

The tribal war between the Lich Buddha and the Buddha has finally come to an end.

The ten-party attack on the Star Soul Continent looked messy, but it was actually completed within a single day. Although the battle was brutal and the damage might be staggering, it lasted only a short time.

And the three-party battle of the Western Cult of the Lich lasted for ten days!

The Yaozu suffered heavy casualties.

The Wu clan also suffered heavy casualties, and almost caused internal strife.

Because of the battle damage of the high-level witch clan, three great witches died in battle one after another. The thunderstorm witch, the candle burning witch, and the bamboo glow witch all fell in this battle!

This is the first time that the great witch has fallen since tens of thousands of years ago, and it is unprecedented!

The reason for this situation is that the judgment of the situation was wrong, because of the wrong order and the wrong timing, the attack and battle resulted in the injury of life.

The Great Witch Flood was heartbroken, and went directly to Emperor Jiang Zuwu who was in charge of the war command, and had a big fight, smashing Dijiang Zuwu's table into pieces, pointing at his nose and cursing at his mother, his grief and indignation could not be added.

"What the hell do you know! Are you so old? Can you command? Do you understand the battlefield? This is war! This is not a fight in the rivers and lakes! War pays attention to teamwork, and it is as good as fighting alone in the ancient times. Not the same thing!"

Di Jiang's ancestral witch kept a dark face and did not speak, but Qiang Liang's ancestral witch stood up and refuted the flood.

The implication is that the war will naturally be deployed in a unified manner. As a junior, there is no room for you to speak here...

The flood witch was even more furious, and he became violent on the spot, and no one would let anyone say anything, which made the situation worse. In the end, the flood witch and the Qiangliang ancestor witch fought on the spot.

It was a battle, the Qiangliang ancestor witch was seriously injured, and was almost smashed into fly ash by the flood with the thousand soul nightmare hammer!

Lie Huo and other ancestral witches came up to persuade the fight, and finally persuaded both sides.

The Great Witch Hong Hong was still angry, holding a pair of hammers, pointing the halberd at the ancestor witches, and said loudly: "If I had known that you were acting like this, why should we try our best to rescue you!"

"After tens of thousands of years, we have done a great job of asking ourselves! Brothers with one heart, there is nothing we can't do in this world. In the face of countless powerful enemies, we can always maintain the situation of the witch clan. How have we ever caused any brother to fall!"

"We can have the current situation, attract allies from the outside, and unite from the inside. But as soon as you come out, the world is an enemy in an instant. Now, with the wrong strategic decision, I ruined my three good brothers! What are you doing out there?"

"Is it because we rescued you to kill our brother?"

"I don't understand strategy or tactics. Why do you hold the command authority in your hands? Do you really think that it is still in the ancient times, and there is no need to worry about everything?"

"So what about the heroes? What's the use of ruining the heroes who don't care about us?! Let you ruin the elite of my witch clan?"

The great witch Hong Hong yelled for a long while, until all the ancestor witches were red-faced and could not make a sound.

After scolding the Great Witch Hong Hong, his heart still couldn't be relieved, but he became more and more depressed. He has no confidence in the future of the Wu Clan now!

"The Twelve Great Witches of the Witch League have never been damaged, and their aura is comprehensive, which is the basis for the Witch League to stand up to now. Originally, the eight ancestor witches returned, and their aura suddenly flourished. The loss of three great witches will be the starting point for the gradual decline of the witch clan's spirit. Perhaps the fate of the witch clan is to fight against the heavens and the earth, and then perish! It was like this in ancient times, and it is still like this today! The fate is so, what can we do?"

The flood witch turned around and walked away, his body was full of desolation.

After painstakingly maintaining it for so many thousands of years, in the end, he only wanted to return to this situation. The Great Witch Flood Shui was heartbroken, and all thoughts were lost.

The overall combat power of the Wumeng has indeed improved. How can it not be high if there are eight more quasi-sage masters at once?

Looking at all the races in the world, who can come up with a lineup of eight quasi-sages in one go?

But with the return of the ancestor witches, it also led to the loss of the highest decision-making power and command power. At least in the eyes of the senior witch clan, it has evolved into a pattern of laymen commanding experts!

The eight ancestor witches are all good fighters alone, and at the same time, none of them have the ability to command!

But these people are all ancestors, who dares to command them?

If it's just a task to kill the enemy, just point to the target: kill that team, that team, that person!

Send out one at random, and take the head of the general from the army of ten thousand horses.

This is not bragging at all, it is the truth!

If you just say: We need to hold this mountain pass; we can't take a step back!

Then, if you send out one at random, that is, one man will guard the gate and ten thousand men will not open it, and it will be guaranteed to protect you tightly and unbreakable!

But when it comes to putting these people in command positions and directing operations, the result is even more terrifying than laymen commanding experts!

They are too accustomed to using their own thinking to think about problems, and are accustomed to using their own combat mode to command the army, but——can ordinary troops have your speed? Enough for your combat power?

Strictly speaking, their planning calculations are not wrong: the team of the four demon princes and the two great sages of Zhuque Xuanwu have been intercepted here; and the siege has been completed...

In such a situation, the demon clan must come to help, so...the demon master Kunpeng came to rescue.

The ancestor witch of Dijiang sent three great witches to intercept the Kunpeng demon master...

As long as the three great witches can stop the Kunpeng demon master, they will definitely be able to eat this elite of the demon clan, there is no doubt about it!

but……

With the ranks of the three great witches, Thunderstorm, Burning Candle, and Zhumang, how could they possibly be the opponent of Kunpeng Demon Master, the top semi-saint?

Send the three of them, why is he sending them to die!

Some knowledgeable people questioned it, but it was useless. Can you question Zu Wu's strategy?

So much so that the obstruction of the three big witches not only failed to stop them, but caused their entire army to be annihilated. Afterwards, the Kunpeng demon master led the army and drove straight in to meet the elite monster clan inside.

The flood witch, who only found out about this after the war, was furious on the spot!

You let a baby stop a big man... what the hell are you thinking?

How did you think about such a wonderful conductor who came home?

After asking, I found out that none of the ancestral witches paid much attention to Demon Master Kunpeng... I feel like I can block it by just going there!

This kind of thinking is so weird that it makes my brain flood!

How could the Great Flood Witch not be furious?

It is acceptable for my own brother to die in battle, but such an unjust death...

The Great Flood Witch will never accept it!

The upper echelons of the Wu Clan fell out on the spot and almost broke up.

Blazing Fire, Bingming Pill, Empty Golden Scales, Boundless, Non-Poisonous Fengdi and other great witches all strode away following the great witch Flood.

Only the eight ancestor witches were left, looking at each other in blank dismay in the big tent.

Zu Wu of Gonggong sighed: "It's really no wonder people are angry... Di Jiang, the results of the command of these few battles are really ugly and outrageously wrong."

"We can't still use the old tactics of the year after countless tens of thousands of years."

Dijiang Zuwu said sullenly: "Aren't I also trying to find experience? Could it be that I want to lose the battle and be damaged by those boys so that I can be as good as my grandson..."

"Why……"

Several ancestor witches sighed deeply.

Everyone also felt that the situation was far less optimistic than they imagined.

The Witch Clan back then...seemed to be defeated like this.

Now... the Wu Clan finally regained some vitality, could it be... that they are going to fall apart again in the same way? On the verge of being wiped out again?

"Perhaps the command should be handed over..." Zuwu Gonggong suggested.

But this suggestion immediately caused the other ancestral witches to veto it.

"We are all ancestors, listening to a group of little dolls?"

"We have eaten more rice than they have traveled..."

"Simply ridiculous!"

"Who have we been afraid of since we fought in ancient times?"

"Demon Emperor Donghuang? What a fart! I'm not afraid!"

"No one has ever been able to command Lao Tzu!"

Apart from Gonggong Zuwu and Zhujiuyin Zuwu, only Dijiang Zuwu, who made a mistake now, is a little bit regretful and shaken...

Others still express a firm denial!

"If this continues, we may really repeat the same mistakes, and even destroy the hard-won future of the Wu Clan..."

The ancestor witch of Gonggong looked up to the sky and sighed.

On the Wu Clan's side, there was a gloomy cloud.

And the Yaozu side is not easy.

Compared with the Wu Clan, the Monster Clan suffered more than the Witch Clan.

One of the four extreme sages, Baihu sage, was attacked by several top western masters, and was forced to burn his soul to the limit. Although he survived until the arrival of help, his original source was exhausted, and he was unable to recover.

The demon emperor is as handsome as a knife.

Looking at the whole body, the lower body has turned into the white tiger sage with dots of stars, the demon emperor mobilized all his demon powers in an attempt to delay the time limit for the extinction of the white tiger sage.

"Your Majesty..." Baihu Shengjun smiled, held the hand of the demon emperor Jun, and said softly; "Don't waste any more cultivation, I have already reached the day of death... Before I leave, I have something to ask..."

"you say."

"My white tiger clan has no outstanding descendants... I have searched all my life, but I still haven't passed on the mantle..."

The White Tiger Sage smiled and said: "Just a while ago, I accidentally discovered two sword-winged tiger cubs...the aptitude is very good...but I just brought them back, but the foundation is not yet solid...I can't pass on the fundamentals. Famen."

"The subject thought that there was still a lot of time to calmly adjust and cultivate carefully... Now, I'm afraid... it is impossible..."

"Looking at the relatives and relatives of the White Tiger clan, there are none with the highest aptitude. However, there are countless crooked people with ulterior motives. Now that the minister has passed away, how can those two cubs keep the inheritance... I am afraid that it will be precarious. The only way to share food is to live forever... "

"Please, Your Majesty... help me pass on the mantle... in the hope that in the future, I, the White Tiger Clan, can still be loyal to Your Majesty..."

After the White Tiger Sage finished speaking intermittently, his body turned into starlight and dissipated, reaching his chest.

He held the Demon Emperor's hand tightly, pleading with his eyes: "Your Majesty..."

"I promise!"

The demon emperor Jun burst into tears: "Baihu... brother, this journey... is thanks to you. Today, brother is traveling far away, and brother is helping you. In the next life, brothers will be reunited!"

As he said that, he resolutely pulled out one of the golden crow's feathers, and cast the technique of backtracking. For thirty breaths of time, the golden crow's feathers turned into a flame, and directly burned the half of the white tiger's body that had not been dissipated by the starlight!

That trace of weak soul power was shrouded by the real fire of the great sun.

Immediately, the Demon Emperor opened his mouth, swallowed it into his stomach, and kept it in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Baihu, when we either rule this world, or settle in the starry sky... At that time, I will definitely cultivate the true spirit for you. Even if it lasts forever, I want you to come back again!"

"Don't worry, your inheritance of the White Tiger Clan will not be broken, and I will help you protect those two sword-winged tigers!"

"Go at ease."

In the distant West.

But it was a different scene. After the Western Cult war, countless prisoners of war from the monster clan and the witch clan were captured, totaling millions.

"enough!"

"When I leave, there should be enough people to preach the starry sky. Everywhere I go, there will be people who preach the law!"

"Good."

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[Nine thousand and eight, rounded up...]