Chapter 238: Good Days Are Finally Coming

"Good! It's a good one to hang the people and cut down the sky, all the benevolence, righteousness and morality are all occupied by us, the teacher is famous, and the enemy is angry, haha! Looking at the heroic strokes on the screen, Yuan Feng smiled.

Before, he always felt that the word Wu Fatian was always a little too domineering.

Now this hanging people to cut down the sky, but the meaning is very different, it simply means that it is reasonable to cut you down, and you can't refute the way of heaven.

Seeing the last four words of this inscription, even the cautious Jiufeng wanted to participate in it with a hot brain.

After the battle between heaven and man in my heart.

Finally, she shook her jade hand lightly and sighed loudly.

A dodge came to the tablet and hit the inscription with a palm.

After a while, he turned around and spoke aloud to a group of stunned dark undead.

"In this move, the old lady only represents an individual! As for the inside of the Wicans..."

Obviously, Jiufeng's meaning is to say that she only participates in the great cause of cutting down the heavens, and the Wu clan will not consider it for the time being.

But before she could finish her sentence, several undead people rushed out of the crowd below.

Jiufeng complained dissatisfiedly: "Patriarch, what do you mean by this!" Such a feat, not to take us? Although we are not pure witch blood, we are also witch blood! How can such a rebellious act fall? No, no! We're going to participate! It's a big deal that people die and birds face the sky, this is a crusade against heaven, even if the way of life and death disappears, it is also glory! ”

"That's right, Patriarch Jiufeng, we're all crazy in the country of extravagant corpses. It's rare to be able to come out to dry the rack, so why don't you take us with you? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, fighting, who have we been afraid of?"

In an instant, the undead begged for their lives.

In this scene, Jiufeng was stunned, with a dumbfounded expression.

Looking at Yin Hong, who didn't say a word on the side and mentioned a few words of inscription, I saw that this kid was already holding back a bad smile there.

It's a breath in my heart.

Now she understands it, no wonder this kid doesn't persuade himself if he persuades him.

Dare to love is that this kid has calculated the people of the witch clan, and what flows in his body is the violent witch blood, which is a race that fights if he doesn't agree with his name.

"Hey... is too careless, why was he calculated by this kid again. ”

Jiufeng was helpless and lightly supported the denomination.

Immediately, facing a group of undead people, he asked, "What do you say over there about the corpse of Ganyu, the head of your family?" If you promise it for you, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain it to him. ”

"Confess? Explain what? The blood of the lord of the kingdom is much purer than ours. As the saying goes, the witch man does not die, and the battle does not stop! That's the slogan he used to teach us. ”

"Yes, the witch man does not die, the battle does not stop, we have to keep up with the Lord Xingtian! Kill, kill him, a heavenly one! ”

Suddenly, the undead began to scramble to sign up to participate in the Heaven Felling, if nothing else, in their words, it doesn't matter who you fight, what matters is that there is a fight.

At this moment, Jiufeng was speechless, daring to plan so much for them, but it was all in vain.

really responded to that sentence: If you want to die, you can't stop it.

But thinking about it again, Yin Hong's words before, the future witch man will only die twice, which has fully illustrated a problem, if he always escapes danger, he will not be able to withstand the torrent of time after all.

Moreover, with Jiufeng's experience over the years, how could she not know that the person behind the Lich War back then was Heavenly Dao.

After thinking about it a few times, Jiufeng made up his mind, and sighed in his heart: Let's settle the new and old accounts together, otherwise after this stall, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a chance to take revenge in the future.

Immediately, I saw Jiufengyu's arm raised, and said loudly: "Wu clan, join the war!! ”

As soon as her voice fell, the other races didn't react, but the undead were happy.

Some of them were already on their knees and sobbing.

Not for anything else, because they've been suppressed for too long.

When they lived on the small island of the Corpse Country, no one fought them, and when they moved here, they were isolated by Jiufeng in the southern fairy forest below.

I don't go out with anything, and outsiders think they are very mysterious and shy.

But in fact, Jiufeng was afraid that they would go out and fight around.

And those who are sent out to do errands are either to pull carts or to deliver goods, but everything they receive is all physically demanding work.

I'm afraid that they will have too much energy and cause trouble everywhere.

For now, get involved in the war.

They feel that they are finally liberated, and a better day is finally coming, otherwise why don't they fight and go back to settle on the Flood Continent?

......

Yin Hong looked at the state of these people in the Wu Clan, and his heart was already settled, and all the forces that could be united were finally united.

Just looking back at the inscription that had been poked into several potholes, Yin Hong's heart ached!

A good inscription, when did it become a list of paintings?

This is the first time I have made an object by hand.

However, in that situation, he couldn't stop it, right?

Helpless, the little foot secretly kicked lightly, and the Kunpeng who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, "It's all your fault, drunk, what kind of head are you blind?" ”

However, it is also the claw of Kunpeng that officially opened a good beginning for all ethnic groups to be concentric.

In his heart, Yin Hong is grateful.

Now that the matter is over, it is not avoided that Kunpeng will pay his debts after he wakes up, and Yin Hong will not find someone to fill these cracks.

Thinking about it in his heart, he hurriedly ordered someone to carry the two drunks back.

At this time, he looked at the crowd, and then at the inscription.

Only then did he come to the king of Xu, knelt down on one knee, and asked for his life.

"Father, please issue a royal edict as soon as possible, announcing that all over the world, we, the great merchants and all the clans, want to hang the people and destroy the sky!"

"What?" The king was stunned for a moment, "Such a big thing, announced in such a hurry, will it attract the vigilance of the saint?" We haven't prepared anything. ”

"Yes, boy, this emperor doesn't have a bird yet, will it be too hasty to announce it now, if several great saints come together, we can't stand it!" Yuan Feng asked curiously.

"Well, Xu Xu Tuzhi is right, little nephew, you are too hasty, right?" Jiufeng was also extremely puzzled.

Seeing that the three of them were opposed, Yin Hong slowly got up, gave his hands in turn, and then explained.

"Only by announcing the Eight Desolations can we have more time to prepare! Otherwise, do you think that what we swear here today can be concealed from the saints?

Not to mention that there are many people and miscellaneous eyes, just by virtue of the fact that the gods are about to start a catastrophe, their attention to us is also indispensable.

Now the only way to do this is to tell the world that we are going to cut down the heavens and deal with the saints. Then some originally quiet forces will inevitably be ready to move.

For example, in the Heavenly Poison Netherworld Blood Sea, as long as we let out the wind, they will inevitably focus on the two saints of the Western Sect.

If the two saints were to come out against us, their Netherworld Sect would know in advance and take advantage of the situation to destroy the Western Sect's Dao system.

In this way, this will inevitably make the two saints of the West dare not act rashly. In addition, within the Three Realms, there are countless races left over from various ancient times, who would have expected them to have nothing else in mind?

These guys who have been hidden for many years, and the dragon clan who have been lurking? Can they do nothing?

As long as we make a loud noise, their minds will become more active. So a high profile is beneficial to us, and a low profile allows them to free up their hands to suppress us.

Now, do you understand what that means? ”

Yin Hongyang sprinkled and explained to several bigwigs.

The crowd shushed at each other.