In the Twelve Fighting God Palace.

Amat opened his eyes, and the ball of light behind him became even more dazzling. There was also a small star spot in it, and in just a short period of time, Amat felt that his ability had more than doubled.

With the power of faith provided by countless devotees, Amat continues to grow stronger every day. This kind of speed made him a little unbelievable. A terrible roar came.

Amat who became a god actually trembled all over, and he said in a little panic: "Lord God, how long is this monster going to stay, why hasn't it left yet." ”

In a Doushen Palace that had not yet lit up, the evil ghost Shura was lying on the ground. Three orbs of light lit up around it, and the power of faith was pouring into it. Its whole body trembled in pain, and from time to time it let out a terrible roar.

"Bear with me, your soul hurts too much. If it is not repaired, even if it reaches a suitable body in the future, it will not be able to fully merge. The golden light and shadow, sighed softly. "Senior brother, you have to avenge me. The demon Shura called.

"Do you always have hatred in your heart, back then, if you weren't in a hurry to take revenge, even Biluo Palace's lectures were disturbed, how could it be today. The golden light and shadow sighed.

The evil ghost Shura bowed his head and stopped talking, even if there was a great pain, it gritted its teeth and endured it. The illusory figure of the evil ghost Shura, under the infusion of the power of faith, slowly became clear.

The power of faith is like a molten gold fire to the evil ghost Shura, and ordinary people can't imagine how much pain it will be to use it to repair the body. The golden light and shadow looked at it, as if they saw the stubborn little brother again.

"Let's talk about revenge later, and I'll help you find a specific and tall body. The golden light and shadow sighed softly, and it fluttered away. "Senior brother, senior brother... The demon Shura called softly.

To the north of Shanyue Province, across the Echigo Kingdom is a wide Wei River. On the north bank of the river is the powerful state of Wu, with hundreds of thousands of people with armor. At this time, the north bank of the Wei River is contrary to the coldness on weekdays.

Groups of cavalry, constantly coming and going on the banks of the river. The soldiers like ant colonies cut down almost all the trees along the river. A huge camp is being built at a rapid pace. Like a terrible beast lying on the river, looking at the south bank.

On the south bank, four horse-drawn carriages suddenly appeared. They slowly approached the river, and came to a halt when they came closer. Four young men came down from the carriage, they were richly dressed and looked a little wooden.

The four of them glanced at each other, but they didn't say anything. They stood there with their heads bowed, like wooden carvings. The four men in black drove the car, and they walked behind the young man, also standing with their hands in their hands, silent.

After a while, a black horse galloped in. When they reached the carriage, a gorgeous black-clothed maid turned over and dismounted. She bowed and saluted, "Please Doujun appear." An old man in black appeared in the air, and he stepped straight into the air and headed straight for the north shore.

In the camp on the north bank, several generals in heavy armor are surrounding a blessed brocade-clothed man. "This civil strife in the southwest is really a godsend. My Wu State just annexed it in one fell swoop. With this achievement, perhaps, that one will also look at us differently. ”

"The southwestern countries have been fighting each other for a long time, but once our country raises troops, the countries will join forces to fight each other. How could the third prince conclude that this was a good opportunity. An old general spoke. "The old general doesn't need to be suspicious, this king has inside information. The exhaustion of the armours of the nations is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

The man in brocade looked at the map behind him, and was about to point out the dangerous place of the mountain pass. A soldier with a flustered look entered the camp to report: "Your Highness, there is a visit from Doujun outside." Hearing this, all the people in the camp looked at each other, and no one answered for a while.

The old general cleared his throat and said, "When the third prince came, the one in the national capital didn't have anything to say. The fat on the third prince's face shook slightly, and he scolded lightly in his heart. If he had told me anything, I would have come to you. It took so much effort to send so many troops.

Doujun is a general term for powerful monks who have not yet become gods. Monks who have reached this point hardly have to follow the rules of mortals. After Amat was canonized, these powerful monks, like a spring kite after a rain, emerged one after another.

The kingdom of Wu was also forcibly divided into its own country of faith by a powerful Doujun. The monarch of Wu State, who has always been above the top, did not put Doujun in his eyes at the beginning. But Doujun relied on the strength of one person to kill into the palace.

The third prince, who thought that he had no hope of becoming a monarch for the rest of his life, just looked at his brother and died tragically under the hands of the king. The prestige of Dou Jun has now penetrated into the hearts of the subjects of Wu State.

Fortunately, Doujun was not interested in secular power, and they carved out their own feudal kingdom just to develop their own exclusive followers. The third prince, who was thinking about it, wanted to make a meritorious deed so that he could get the support of Doujun.

"Let's go meet this Doujun, don't let the other party wait for a long time. The third prince said helplessly. The generals hurriedly said yes, and everyone immediately left the camp.

By the river, the brightly armored cavalry formed a military formation, looking nervous, confronting an old man in black in the sky. Seeing that the third prince and several generals arrived, the leading sergeant couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The third prince looked at the man in black in the sky and couldn't help but be shocked. This one, why does it look so familiar? The man in black fell from the sky, he touched his long white beard, sat cross-legged on the ground, and chuckled: "Distinguished guest, don't come unharmed." ”

The third prince exclaimed: "It's you, I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a fighting monarch." "On that day, please don't be surprised if you joke with your guests. Today, your army has come to my country, what is the so-called matter? Although the old man in black had a smile on his face, his tone was cold.

The third prince thought about it for a while, and then said: "Isn't Doujun's feudal country in Shanyue Kingdom?" This king has also made a contribution. "Your message, it's out of date. The southwestern countries have long been unified, and they have all become my feudal states. The old man in black raised his eyebrows a little proudly and chuckled.

At this time, the four black-clothed men came to the shore with four brocade-clothed young men and the black-clothed maid. They came on the waves, and when they came to the shore, the water did not wet their boots. "Don't joke about it, the southwestern countries have been killing each other for a long time, how can they be unified. The old general said with a look of disgrief.

The old man in black stretched out his hand, pointed to the four brocade-clothed youths behind him, and pointed back and forth with some playfulness: "You, it's you." From now on, you will be the king. The young man he pointed out was the second prince of Shanyue Kingdom.

Before the young man came back to his senses, he heard the old man in black laugh and said, "The southwestern countries are combined into one country today, and they are called Baiyue." As soon as his words fell, the other three black-clothed men behind the brocade-clothed young man moved together.

The second prince of Shanyue Kingdom watched like this, and the princes of the three kingdoms around him were forced to break their necks. He looked up in horror and saw the black-clothed maid smiling softly at him.

The old man in black turned around and smiled at the people in Wu Kingdom: "Benjun, there is no joke. Since then, it has been bounded by the Wei River, and the south is the feudal state of this monarch. "Your Excellency, I am waiting here to be ordered by the king of the country. Please give way to a country, let me wait, so that I can go back to the business. The second prince said stubbornly.

"Hmph, I don't need to say much about this. If your kingdom is dissatisfied, invite him to come. The old man in black got up and walked away. "Doujun, go slowly. Please discuss one or two more. The old general shouted a little unwillingly, and he turned to look at the majestic soldiers around him, as if he had a glimmer of confidence in his heart.

The old man in black looked down from the air, and his face showed a hint of displeasure. He said coldly: "This monarch's words have been spoken, and the affairs of the southwest countries can only be decided like this." Those who are gods can not believe in their words? If you want to fight me, come and try it. ”

The cold words of the old man in black made the air around him seem to freeze. The majestic soldiers and horses of Wu Guo stood on the shore, but they didn't even dare to draw out the long sword beside him. The second prince looked at the young men who fell to the ground, and then seemed to wake up from his dream.

The newly established Baiyue monarch looked at the majestic military horses of Wu State. A glimmer of hope rose in my heart. The words of the old man in black were rude, they were simply provocative, and they might be able to arouse the anger of the soldiers of the Wu State.

What made the monarch of Baiyue feel cold was that the third prince of Wu got off his horse in a panic, and said loudly: "Obey the words of the king of Dou." The soldiers of the Wu State who were pressed by the black pressure also knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

"Haha. The old man in black let out a long laugh, and he volleyed away. At this time, a grand voice sounded in his ears: "Those who are interested in becoming gods, please go to the main shrine in the south and accept the task of becoming gods." ”