Now they really don't want to continue fighting, but if they want to give up the title of Zhou State and stop making peace, it is naturally impossible, and they don't want to give up and have no choice but to explain to their respective disciples.

It's a pity that the two sides have a general understanding......

Unless there is no one on the other side, otherwise, it is not up to them to decide whether the battle is over, but by the Zhou State, the Zhou Army, and the King of Zhou.

"In accordance with the holy decree of the king of Wu, Yin Zhonghou unfortunately died......"

"The title can be passed on to the Eight Tone Gate, please choose the Eight Music Gate for the specifics!"

Many people are concerned, and it is not interesting to continue to hide.

Gonggong Liu walked out of the clouds and mist, overlooking the bloody and chaotic ground, and said in a heroic voice.

And what about eunuchs?

As long as he wants, he can control the life and death of countless people, and he didn't open his mouth......

Countless beings below who are standing at the top of the common people are about to continue to fight.

This feeling of being in power and judging life and death.

It made Gonggong Liu inexplicably excited, and he had an infinite sense of sufficiency, and even the shackles of cultivation that didn't even move no matter how he practiced seemed to be a little loosened!

"My king Shengming, thank you Lord Longen!"

Peng Li, a relatively clever veteran of the Eight Tone Gate, shouted first, and it was luck to shout, and the sound spread for more than ten miles.

With the death of Fan Zhou, the current generation of the Bayin Gate, and the Jiuxiao Ancestor, the previous generation of the Gate, there are no outstanding talents, and this title is naturally likely to fall into the hands of the surviving elders.

The title of Zhou not only represents glory and wealth, but also carries ......

Wonderland is in sight!

"My king Shengming, thank you Lord Longen!"

The other patriarchs, elders, deacons, and other people with considerable power or power in the Eight Tone Sect reacted and shouted one after another, as if they had encountered a catastrophe and cheered!

"Silver Demon Yin Tiande, are you sure to surrender?"

Gonggong Liu pressed his hands weakly, and everyone in the Bayin Gate fell silent very familiarly, and then saw Gonggong Liu look at Yin Tiande and asked.

Obviously, the two sides are enemy troops, whether to continue to fight now, and how to act have to listen to Zhou Guo's orders, this feeling is really too strange and awkward!

However, the reason is very clear in everyone's hearts, it's just a matter of becoming a king and losing!

"Surrender!"

Yin Tiande frowned and was silent, seeing that the eyes of the peak great evolutionaries were not good, and they were preparing to threaten, Yin Yumeng couldn't help but shout.

After a pause, seeing that Gonggong Liu completely ignored him, Yin Yumeng sighed secretly, looked at Yin Tiande and shouted, "Tiande?"

Yin Yumeng also has two sons, Yin Yuhao, the official to the general of the Great Shang Zuofu, and the prince of Fengjiang County......

There is also Yin Taoye, who has not yet appeared......

The three sons are all a generation of heroes, the pride of the sky.

However, relatively speaking, Yin Yumeng is the most optimistic and pampered on Yin Tiande.

“......”

Yin Tiande's face was gloomy, his mouth was tightly closed, but he didn't say a word.

"Boy!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Yin's face, you were already dead just now, don't be ignorant......"

"It's your honor for Mansion Lord Liu to ask you!"

Peng Li of the Eight-Tone Gate, glaring at Yin Tiande and shouting loudly, also contains the secret technique of the sound wave of the Eight-Tone Gate, such as the morning bell and dusk drum, which is shocking to the ears.

It sounds like a loyal person.

"Tiande?"

Yin Yumeng shouted anxiously and worriedly.

"I won't ......"

Yin Tiande stubbornly looked at his father with a firm look, and said slowly through gritted teeth.

"You ......"

Yin Yumeng chuckled in his heart, and he had a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

"Okay, the silver demon thinks about it slowly......"

Gonggong Liu didn't have as strong a love for talent as Wang Zheng and Ji Yan, so he couldn't help sneering and reprimanding.

After a pause, looking down at the ant-like crowd below, he said loudly:

"Your victory or defeat has nothing to do with our family. ”

"Our family is just here to inform one thing, whoever is in charge of the Western Capital will go to the city gate to meet our army and accept the edict, and the rest ......"

"Fix it yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, he didn't look at Yin Tiande and the others, and his figure disappeared directly in a flash.

Even the cloud where King Zhou was located quickly disappeared without staying.

The attitude is obvious, as long as Zhou Guo doesn't care about the process, the strategy he has set will not change because of a few people.

Leaving Yin Tiande's father and son, Lingdao Venerable, Xueshu, Lin Youyu and other leader-level existences, they looked at each other and were silent......

What Gonggong Liu said was business......

Although I have already guessed it in my heart, it is really clear that it is difficult to accept!

Afterwards, everyone looked at Yin Tiande......

Gonggong Liu said it so obviously, it is estimated that it is about the same, and then it depends on which party compromises first!

After Gonggong Liu left, the leaders of the two sides were silent for a long time, and even the people who had fought crazy and bloody battles before also stopped, and there was no need to stop at all.

To put it bluntly, everyone is a dead country, and they are all pawns of King Zhou.

Of course, most of the leaders are interest-minded, otherwise they can protect themselves and do not need to participate in the overall situation of the civil war.

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Are you still fighting?"

Yin Yumeng also knew his son's character, and knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he couldn't help but look at the peak great evolutionary opposite and asked.

After a pause, he smiled bitterly and continued:

"We're all survivors and lucky ones, right?"

The Lingdao Master, the Jishi Divine Monk, Peng Li, Xueshu and other power leaders glanced at each other, and the Jishi Divine Monk responded with a Buddha name and said:

"Amitabha!"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot......"

"It is a great fortune for you donors to wake up in time!"

"Who's going to win?"

Peng Li asked with some confusion.

"Of course it's us!"

The Spirit Master glared at Yin Yumeng as if warning, and said in response as a matter of course.

"With the power that my Yin clan controls now, it's not too much to ask for a quota, right?"

Yin Yumeng's mind turned, and he frowned and reminded quite angrily.

After a pause, he said:

"Today is different from the past, and now there are only a few people who are qualified to speak......"

"As long as we stop, we can easily control the Western Capital, and the quota is enough for us to divide, isn't it?"

"Uh......"

Everyone was stunned, and when they thought about it, it was really like this.

Since the early morning of last night, the two sides have been fighting frantically, countless family sects have been annihilated or severely damaged, and there are only a few qualified competitors left.

The Jia Luo clan shook the Cui clan and the traditional aristocratic Lin clan, and with one against two, most of the power was lost, only about thirty percent remained, and the additional losses were countless, and even the clansmen suffered more than half of the casualties.

The Cui clan lost more than half, and the traditional aristocratic Lin clan did not leave enough defense force because of their participation in the battle of Qingjiao Wangfu, and the clan land was captured......

The left-behind tribesmen were almost all wiped out, and there was not one out of ten, and less than two percent of the overall strength remained, and the losses were heavy.

The Ling clan, which was originally the host of the anti-imperialist alliance, was the worst, the clansmen were almost wiped out from top to bottom, and even the patriarch and patriarch were all dead, leaving only a few mediocre side branches, which burned high incense before they were destroyed by the opportunity, let alone fight for the title of Zhou State.

Daxiangguo Temple did not contribute much this time, but a Yufeng monk died, but there was a stronger unprecepted monk, and his power was completely undamaged.

The Longyuan Daoist Pavilion was the most active and powerful this time, two of the three masters died, and there were more than a dozen great evolutionaries, more than 4,000 strong people in the Qi refining period, and more than 10,000 masters in the refining period, and they suffered heavy losses.

However, it still has great power, and it is also ranked in the top ten among the remaining forces in the Western Capital.

The current generation of the Eight Sound Gate and the previous generation of the Gate Master were killed, leaving only three elders, five elders, and more than 3,000 disciples, and they had fallen into a third-rate force......