Chapter 799: The Seven Heroes of the Warring States

The situation of the Ming War suddenly became clearer, and as those few gods appeared on the land of Dongsheng, the rhythm of the war drums of the three clans finally slowed down.

Moreover, a mysterious power appeared on the land of Dongsheng, and this power suppressed the cultivation of the three clans, whether it was a secret technique or a supernatural power, the power was greatly reduced.

This made all three tribes feel a little worried, and the land was spiritual, and it began to recover.

At the same time, an ancient legend also appeared, the four pieces of earth that the four clans relied on to survive were actually the corpses of the four peerless murderers, and when the world was opened, the Red Leaf Ancestral God killed the four murderers who caused chaos, and fused the origin of chaos, thus deriving this world.

Now, the land of Dongsheng has encountered a crisis, and this great murderer has a sense of induction, so it recovers.

It's just that more people ignore it, if the land they live on is a peerless murderer, then what are they? parasites?

Naturally, many people don't think they're parasites and ignore them.

However, the land of Dongsheng is still different after all.

The three clans destroyed the Three Kingdoms, and each of them divided a country, hoarded a large number of soldiers and horses on the land of the Three Kingdoms, and established a Void Great Array to facilitate exchanges with each other.

Moreover, the three countries are adjacent to each other, so they are not worried about the other countries suddenly surrounding each other and being isolated and helpless at that time.

The other seven nations did not attack them, because the three tribes forced them not to act rashly.

Even now, the Kingdom of God is only cowering in the Imperial Pass City, and can only defend.

And the three clans are only besieged but not attacked, many people on the land of the three clans have disappeared, or have been sealed, all of this is the means of the god who came from Dongsheng's side, but the three clans have not done anything to resist, or rather, they have already done it, but they are all defeated, whether it is the dark cloud of the Wu clan, or the relics incarnation of the Buddha clan, or the fierce beast of the barbarian race, they are all defeated, and they all collapse in a flash!

This, perhaps, is almost the difference between the four ethnic groups, and in many cases, everything can be decided.

When many monks fell on the Emperor Pass, they felt a sense of solidity in their hearts, which was unprecedented, like a big tree that could shelter them from the wind and rain.

There was a solemn smell in the base camp of the three clans, and the high-ranking of them gathered in one place, and many people were worried.

"How is it good? Why is the Kingdom of God so powerful, it has forced my three clans to be so unbearable!"

It was an old man who had lived for an unknown number of years, and the smell of death permeated his body, and it stands to reason that a person of this age should be extremely calm, but this person has an anxious look.

And a monk also said: "The three angry Buddhas of my Buddha clan are the supreme protectors, but they have all disappeared, and they are actually defeated by the gods in one round, can any of you tell me what the existence is!"

The people on the barbarian side were silent and did not say anything.

"Okay, let's discuss this matter in the long run, first of all, control the three kingdoms, although we occupy their territory, but most of the monks have run clean, and even most of the combat power of those Deer Battle Gates are still there, their existence is the biggest threat!"

"Yes, although we occupy the three kingdoms, but it is also the result of many years of layout, which involves extremely ancient existence, if we lose the three kingdoms in our hands, I'm afraid we won't have good fruit to eat!"

Everyone nodded, and began to discuss how to lay it out.

On Dongsheng's side, a huge seal fell into the emperor's pass, and several huge ancient characters were written on it, and many people were inexplicably sad when they saw those words.

"Ten Warring States, Yu Qixiong!"

A person silently recited these ancient words, a little puzzled, but someone explained: "Dongsheng was originally ten kingdoms, called ten heroes, but now the three kingdoms are occupied, and there are seven kingdoms left, and the land of Dongsheng manifests the law so that we can know." ”

"The younger generation has not seen the era of the hegemony of the Ten Kingdoms, at that time, internal and external troubles, hundreds of races competed, and the barbarian Wu clan invaded together, at this time, the original inconspicuous ten forces rose, they fought inside and outside, so that the Dongsheng land ended the era of war, and the ten countries are also ten heroes, and therefore recognized by the earth, the old man has read the ancient books, at that time the ten countries were also fighting, trying to unify, but at this time the barbarians and the Wu clan were ready to move again, the will in the Dongsheng land was the decree, so that the ten countries truce, which stopped the war, and then the barbarian Wu clan and the two clans were turned away。 ”

Some people sighed, and when they heard it, everyone sighed and sighed: "Unexpectedly, the Three Kingdoms were not annexed by the other seven countries, but they were occupied by foreign tribes, which is really sad!"

Kinama was silent in the distance, hearing all this, there were some ripples in his heart, he originally thought that a country was so powerful in the pot, just guess how many days, the three kingdoms died in internal fighting, these days there are many people here, all of them are monks of the three kingdoms, they bring a lot of news.

And the monks here also know the reason for the defeat there, it turns out that there is a problem in the royal family, and it is a big problem.

They control the country, and their defection to the enemy is almost a fatal blow to the entire country, and they will have authority diplomacy.

While rejoicing on the side of the Shenlin Kingdom, he also secretly sighed that the Shenlin Kingdom is the first power after all, and if he does not make a move, he will suppress the Quartet, so that the three clans will withdraw from the imperial pass, and countless monks on the land of the three clans will not be able to move.

This gave many monks who were not optimistic about this war more hope, no longer so helpless, you must know that the previous ten countries were invaded, and the defeat was retreating, so that countless monks had a bad premonition in their hearts, and the belief that Dongsheng was the orthodoxy of Shinto that had been insisted on was impacted, but at this time it gradually recovered.

Lan Xian'er added a cup of tea to Mu Ming, and then sat silently.

Kikina silently took out the golden needle, intending to treat her and save her life.

"Your origin is broken, what's going on?"

Mu Ming frowned, looked at Lan Xian'er's pale face, and mercilessly inserted a golden needle into her eyebrows.

Lan Xian'er frowned, opened her eyes and glanced at Mu Ming, but she was not annoyed, and said, "I found the Tianhe Pearl!"

Mu Ming's hand trembled, the golden needle couldn't help but deviate from the acupuncture point, and Lan Xian'er let out a low cry and pinched Mu Ming.

Mu Ming hurriedly corrected his mistakes, and said with a straight color: "The Tianhe Pearl of the Weak Water River?"

"Unexpectedly, I went after Tianhezhu, and it happened that the god appeared, and Tianhezhu was unavoidable, so he took the initiative to integrate into my body!"

Her body emitted a faint white light, and streams of water fluctuated and flashed, and there was a white ball of light condensed in her dantian, constantly absorbing her origin.

"It's too powerful, your strength isn't enough to fuse!" Kimana said.

"There's no way, and I don't plan to look for you, but there's really no way!"

Having said that, Kikina knew that the rise of the Weak Water Clan was inevitable.

The Xuanyuan clan was favored by the Xuanyuan Sword, and only then did they become an imperial clan from a small tribe.

"You won't say it, will you!" Lan Xian'er said with her eyes closed, Mu Ming ignored it, and just inserted a few golden needles into the acupuncture points of his skull, Lan Xian'er was in pain again, and muttered a few more words.

"Did you hear that the foreign race also appeared!" said Lan Xian'er.

"Hasn't it always existed?" Kikina asked rhetorically.

Lan Xian'er shook her head, "No, it's a real foreigner, not those pathfinders, I saw something with the help of Tianhe Zhu, you know that I have some talent in divination, I happen to give everyone around me this divination, including you, I see you fighting with a person, you seem to use the same power!"

Hearing this, Mu Ming's raised hand froze, and Lan Xian'er opened her eyes and wondered, "What?"

Mu Ming didn't answer, but said in his heart: "It's still here after all!"