Chapter 1420: Respectively sad

Chapter 1420: Respectively sad

  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 this moment on, the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn have completely become history.

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

  At this moment in Shangjing, a super majestic monument has been erected.

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

  Heroic Spirit Palace.

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

   They are You Dongtian, 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: "To wipe out the three clans completely, and to sacrifice the ashes of the ancient gods to the heroic spirits!"

   Now, finally, this day has come.

  In the portrait, You Dongtian stands in the clouds with his hands behind his back, with white clouds flying wildly and his clothes fluttering. There is no trace of the cynicism of the past, only contempt and infinite sharpness in his eyes.

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

  Qin Fangyang had a warm smile on his face, 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 tablet, staring at the name on it for a long time, and finally couldn't help trembling and burst into tears.

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

   "I have 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 going to come out and throw the pot away 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, I feel uncomfortable as if a pot has been boiled.

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

  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 beginning to end, Qin Fangyang has always been a 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 afterward, and even including his single sword, fighting the three clans alone, and protecting Shangjing!

"It's said that in the new society, the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping is not in use... But such a teacher, why is it not worthy of our kneeling! Teachers, preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts, Teacher Qin is my lifelong teacher. Lucky to be born!"

  Zuo Xiaoduo burst into tears.

  From the time I joined the warrior class, the past is vivid in my mind, and the past scenes flowed from my eyes and my heart in every detail.

   For a moment, my heart felt like a knife.

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

  Zuo Xiaoduo regretted endlessly 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, they never wiped them off.

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

  The first batch of people who came in to worship were the absolute high-ranking emperors and commanders of the four directions.

  Everyone stayed in this hall for a long time.

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

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

  The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the voices of the weeping people are loud.

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

  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 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 sorrows and joys of this Star Soul Continent, don't bother anymore...

  …

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

  In 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 Palace of Heroes. 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 it is also the hope of fighting against all races, the real main force!

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

   "Greetings, my lord, my lord, my lord!"

  Zuo Changlu waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Go in, worship the Heavenly King and brothers..."

   I had no choice but to wave my hand, and the group of people disappeared without a trace.

  Everyone respectfully watched the crowd leave, and then one team after another 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 Shangjing City.

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 Star Soul executives 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 emaciation, no longer the fairy style 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 for You Dongtian's funeral, and Emperor Zhaixing went back to You's house early.

  Tonight, this old man does not know how sad he must be.

   It's not only Wu Yuting, the white-haired man on Zuo Changlu who gave away the black-haired man, but You Xingchen is the one who really bears 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 you persuade them with good words, you may hope that they will follow the example of the Daomeng."

   "The rest are the witches, demons, Western religions, and demons."

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

   "The demons also lost little in this battle, with a total force loss 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 I realized it during the battle. 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 this, Zuo Changlu sighed.

  Wu Yuting and Long Yusheng Wanlixiu's faces were also very ugly.

  Everyone was surprised.

   "The breakthrough of Demon Ancestor Luohu should be facilitated by 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 thought to be fighting with all his strength and trying his best to maintain him, actually has the feeling of coping with difficulties, and this makes this old devil who has no scruples in the past, because of the fierce battle, he has a feeling...

  Continuously use the pressure of the four people, taste the crisis of life and death again and again, and then try the possibility of breakthrough...

  In fact, thinking about it carefully, although Zuo Changlu Wu Yuting broke through to the quasi-sage level as a newcomer, he is already in the same realm as the Demon Ancestor. Their full attack and killing can 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, but 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. Next time I meet the Demon Ancestor, I will deal with him. I don't believe he can go to heaven."

  Left Xiaodao stabbed.

   This sentence instantly drew three blank eyes.

  Zuo Changlu, Wu Yuting, tearing forever.

  Mom, Dad, and Grandpa... 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, right? Don't you take your old lady seriously and take it to heart? It's really unfilial!

   There is also a strange feeling of tears in the sky.

   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...

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

  Learning Changtian was full of upset, and couldn't help but snorted a few times in his nostrils.

  Zuo Changlu's eyes immediately swept across his face.

  Learning Changtian suddenly became awe-inspiring, and flattered: "Boss, what are your orders?"

  The faces of Wu Yuting and Wu Yuting on Zuochang Road were all black.

  Beside, Yunzhonghu Nanzhengqian and others are expressionless, looking up at the sky. The beam of this room is really worth studying carefully.

   "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's expressions were terrified.

  The Battle of Gentlemen!

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

  Based on the strength theory of the monster race that dominates all races, avoiding the ultimate decisive battle is to avoid hundreds of millions of casualties at every turn!

  Just, can Yaozu agree?

  Zuo Xiaoduo pondered for a while, then smiled wryly: "I'm really not sure about this... If it's about fighting with the Wuzu, it's still possible, but the Yaozu...it's difficult."

"The reason why I didn't mention the Wu Clan is that, the eight great ancestor witches come back to the world. Although the overall combat power of the Wu Clan soared to the top of all the clans, a gentleman can bully them...I mean, that is. Said, with the Wu Clan, you can take your time, 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 understand 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 the 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 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?"

   "On the contrary, if they can't let go of the Western religion, will there be other changes? 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 incomprehensible situation.

  Zuo Xiaonian frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "Dad, if you become a saint, will you be willing to be a **** 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 mainland... we will be safe and smooth in the future, multiply and prosper... 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 won't even have the chance to become a **** of heaven."

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

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

   Dedicated to one's best, die only after death!

  It is better to be broken jade than complete!

  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 naturally it's 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 Qilin of the Dao League are no longer included on the map, and although the Asura clan has not yet been destroyed, their sphere of influence has not been shown 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 from the front or back."

   "Witch Race is in the south, Spirit Race, Demon Race, Yao Race, and Western Religion 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, which happens to be the Riyue Pass, Baitou Mountain, and this area; the weak point is the defense line on the Daomeng's side, and there is no Heroic Soul Pass."

Li Chenglong said: "In this way, if the enemy attacks, no matter if it is the demons, spirits, or monsters, the direction will be exactly facing the Daomeng Continent... They will never choose the two natural moats of Riyueguan and Baitou Mountain of."

   "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, no one can say whether the Wu tribe 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 **** 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 be thrown into trouble!

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

   "And now the fight between the witch clan, the monster clan and the Western religion is still not over yet..."

  Li Chenglong rubbed his brows, and said: "That's it first, order Lei Daoren and his side to build the Heroic Soul Pass over there while relocating the population. The requirement is not less than five thousand!"

   "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 also have to pay some price!"

   "If the Daomeng does nothing and we protect them all, what is the meaning of the so-called belonging? Isn't it the same as raising rice worms?"

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

  Because what Li Chenglong said is not polite, but it is 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!"

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

  Li Chenglong just gave up.

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

  But halfway through the sound transmission, Daoist 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 among this group of people, our cultivation base was considered top-notch, so we naturally had the right to speak...

  But the five of us are now among this group of people, and we are ranked last, even because the Taoist League 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 Daoist League?

  Now that we have decided to merge and surrender, we are a family with the same interests. Is it meaningful to say that there are some and some are not?

   It is really inappropriate to talk about being persecuted.

   At this point, Lei Daoren still believes in Zuo Changlu.

  If Li Chenglong is really selfish, Zuo Changlu will definitely stop it.

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

   At most, it was just a bad tone... nothing more.

   When it comes to 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 small team.

  Nowadays…

   It really is 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 improving 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 a single one!

   "That's it first."

  Li Chenglong made a final decision: "Wait until the struggle between the Wumeng, Yaozu, and Western religions comes to an end, then we will talk about the follow-up. Let's see what the outcome of this battle is, so we can sort out the context and follow the trend."

   So the meeting was adjourned.

   Three days later.

  The three-clan war between Lich and Buddha has finally come to an end.

  Star Soul Continent's ten-party attack looked messy, but in fact it was completed in a total of one day. Although the battle was tragic and the damage might be astonishing, it lasted for a short time.

   And the three-way battle of the Lich Western Cult lasted 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 senior 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 fall of a great witch in the tens of thousands of years of the witch race, unprecedented in history!

  The reason for this situation was that the judgment of the situation was wrong, because of the wrong order and wrong timing, they went out to fight, so that their lives were injured.

  The Great Witch Flood was so heartbroken that he went directly to Dijiang Zuwu, who was in charge of the war command, and had a big fight.

"What the **** 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!"

  Dijiang Zuwu kept a dark face and did not speak, but Qiangliang Zuwu stood up and refuted the flood.

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

  Witch Flood became even more furious. He became violent on the spot, and no one would let anyone speak to me, which made the situation worsen. In the end, Witch Flood and Ancestral Witch Qiangliang fought on the spot.

   It's time to serve, Qiangliang Zuwu was seriously injured, and was almost smashed into fly ash by the flood with the Thousand Soul Nightmare Hammer!

  The fire witch and other ancestral witches came up to persuade the fight, and finally persuaded both sides.

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

   "Thousands of years have passed, and 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 Wu clan. How did we ever cause 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?"

   "We rescued you, is it to kill our brothers?"

   "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 feel sorry for us?! Let you ruin the elite of my witch clan?"

  The big witch Hong Hong yelled for a long time, and all the ancestor witches were so red-faced that they couldn't make a sound.

  While the great witch scolded, his heart still couldn't be relieved, but he became more and more sad. Now he has no confidence in the future of the witch clan!

"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 big 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 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!

   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, if you want to take the head of the general from the ten thousand horse army, it's nothing to worry about!

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

  If you just say: We need to hold on to 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: they have already intercepted the team of the four demon princes and the two great sages of Suzaku and Xuanwu; and the siege has been completed...

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

  Dijiang Zuwu 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 half-saint?

  Send the three of them, why not send them to die!

   Some knowledgeable people questioned it, but it was useless. Can you question the strategy formulated by Zu Wu?

   So much so that the three major witches not only failed to stop them, but instead wiped out their entire army. 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, became very angry on the spot!

  You sent a baby to block a big man... what the **** were you thinking?

  What do you think about such a wonderful conductor?

   After asking, I found out that none of the ancestral witches paid much attention to the Kunpeng demon master... 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 can the great flood witch not be furious?

  My brother, it is acceptable to die on the battlefield, but such an unjust death...

  The Flood Witch will never accept it!

  The high-level Wu clan fell out on the spot, almost breaking up.

  Fire, Ice, Psychic, Empty, Golden Scale, Boundless, Non-toxic, Fengdi and other great witches all strode away with the great witch Flood.

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

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

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

  Di Jiang Zuwu said sullenly: "Aren't I also trying to find experience, don't I want to be defeated, and I will be the same as my grandson by those boys..."

"Why…"

  The ancestor witches sighed deeply.

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

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

  Now...the Wu Clan finally regained some vitality, so...are they 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 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..."

   "Absurd!"

   "We have been fighting since ancient times, who have we been afraid of?"

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

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

  Besides 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 negative!

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

   Gonggong Zuwu looked up to the sky and sighed.

   On the side of the Wu clan, there is a gloomy cloud.

   And the Yaozu side is not easy.

   Compared with the witch clan, the Yaozu suffered more serious injuries.

  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.

  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 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 your 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 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 took them back, but the foundation is not yet solid...I can't pass on the fundamental method."

   "I thought that there was still a lot of time to calmly adjust and cultivate carefully... Now it seems that I am afraid... that is impossible..."

   "Looking at the relatives of the White Tiger Clan, there are no one with the highest aptitude, but there are countless crooked people with ulterior motives. Now that the minister is gone, how can those two cubs keep the inheritance... I am afraid it will be precarious, and 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 agree!"

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

   As he spoke, he resolutely pulled out one of the Golden Crow's feathers, and cast the backtracking technique. 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!

  The weak soul power was shrouded by the real fire of the 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, the inheritance of your white tiger clan will never be broken, and I will help you protect those two sword-winged tigers!"

   "Go at ease."

   In the far west.

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

"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!"

   "Excellent."

  …

  ...

  【Nine thousand eight, rounded up...】

  (end of this chapter)