"Next, how to attack?" In the broken city, Li Changan and Taihao sat in front of the altar.

"I am currently in the Zhurong Department, and I have a good identity and status, so I can easily act on the bright side."

"As long as there is an altar inside the city, it can absorb the remnants of the war left."

"As for the incense, don't think too much about it for the time being, unless you set foot in the second-grade witch venerable, otherwise once exposed, you will definitely die."

Tai Hao nodded, "You have stronger expansion and control over the tribe than me, and you are also famous externally, and you will command foreign battles in the future." ”

"All I need is the Witch Soul."

"Yes." Li Changan got up, walked out of the palace, and walked into the void step by step.

All the witches and generals in the city looked up one after another.

That glorious flame, blooming in the sky, amazed them.

"From now on, the name of the tribe is Nether!"

"Two people, give you half a day to disrupt and reorganize."

"Qimang, Wuheng, Thousand Cliffs."

In the Netherworld army below, the three of Qi Mang immediately replied in a loud voice, "Yes." ”

The tone was full of excitement and exhilaration.

"Now there are only three of you in the army on both sides, so you and others can quickly reorganize the army and prepare for foreign war!"

"If anyone does not submit, kill them all, and leave no one behind."

"I want to become the Netherworld Territory within a radius of 10,000 miles!"

"Distribute another army to rebuild the city, all according to the standards of the new city."

"This place will become the royal city of the Netherworld in the future!"

The three of them quickly knelt down on one knee, "Qimang (Wuheng, Qianya), obey the king's order." ”

The fusion of the Netherworld Tribe and the Taihao Tribe is much simpler than imagined.

Those who refused were all hanged on the city gates.

Hang three hundred in half a day, and all the witches obeyed.

Qianya's whip snapped, "All those who disobey the king's orders will be killed!" ”

"It is your glory to be a subordinate of the king!"

"The army quickly assembled and prepared to march south!"

……

The flames of war quickly burned in the mountains and forests.

The Taihao tribe, although it has three top witches comparable to Wuheng, has developed for so long, and there is only so little, which is really average.

The main reason is that Taihao can't be integrated into the Wu Clan, so he can only hide behind the scenes.

Can't be as blatant as the Netherworld.

Moreover, the Netherworld Tribe, taking advantage of the war with the Ministry of Communism, shined and became a tribe that had an impression in Wu Zun's mind.

The demarcated territory is also very large, and as long as there are no accidents, it will definitely be promoted to a clan in the future.

The city, now named Nether King's City, is being renovated with the efforts of 50,000 troops.

First of all, the city wall took this opportunity to expand outward.

In the future, it can accommodate more witches, and it is also convenient to collect incense.

As for the palace, although it occupies a lot of land, in terms of practicality, it simply can't be worse.

But save it for the end.

Right now, the Altar of Enlightenment is the right way.

Li Changan looked at the altar that was not more than Xu Jianfang, and his heart beat violently rarely.

Taihao is really a good person, every time he meets, he will bring surprises to himself.

"This altar has imprinted my soul imprint, you can call it the Taihao altar."

"Collecting incense in the future, and then calling it the ancestral witch altar, will affect the direction of the incense."

"The name of the god is unique to each altar."

"Invoking the name of the gods can also contribute to the power of incense."

Li Changan nodded, his eyes red and dusty.

meanwhile

The three primordial gods also opened their eyes in unison, and through the eyes of the deity, they could see everything on the altar.

It is worthy of being a sacred object involving the sacred realm.

It's extraordinary.

The regular silk threads in it are staggered and horizontal, densely packed.

But it is not much different from the small piece of bronze chain he cut off from the altar of the Gonggong Ancestral Witch.

Some parts are the same, and the other can even be described as diametrically opposed.

Li Changan and the three primordial gods temporarily focused their attention on the same rule arrangement.

At this moment, the three primordial gods also let go of their estrangement, and all their perceptions were interconnected.

Each of the primordial gods is trying their best to build their own sacred altar.

Taihao naturally saw Li Changan's double pupils, and a faint trembling feeling rose in his heart.

I didn't expect that the junior I saw in the Demon War Ancient Road would grow up to such a state now.

Although it is only four products, the hole cards hidden are quite terrible.

In the face of the three products, you can be calm, which is not something that can be summed up by a sentence of talent.

Time passes,

The all-new Nether Army has restored its previous mode of external conquest.

A steady stream of corpses was transported from the front line to the royal city.

Once there is a big witch that can't be solved, Li Changan will take action.

Every day, a large number of war corpses are turned into ashes in the palace.

The only difference is that the place where these corpses and remnant souls go is at the Taihao Altar, instead of the three primordial gods.

As for the essence blood of the Wu Clan, Li Changan put it all away and used it to promote the cultivation of the golden body.

Even if these witch essence blood are not too helpful to themselves, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

The effect of the Great Witch Spirit Blood is good, but the number is too small.

If there are ten more drops of ancestral witch blood, it is estimated that he will soon be able to cultivate the golden body to the ninth turn.

That thing is really fierce.

It's a pity that it can be met but not sought.

……

When Li Changan stirred up a bloody storm in the hinterland of the Wu Clan, the frontal battlefield between the Chu State and the Wu Clan,

The Wicans are sending more and more troops.

From the original five tribes, it has now expanded to eight major tribes, and the remaining four tribes are also ready to attack.

This is one of the important reasons why he was not called up to go to the battlefield of the two clans.

There are more and more tribes participating in the war, and there is no need for the Zhurong Department to send new combat forces.

As for the rear, it is a place where they specialize in raising Gu, and they continue to cultivate combat power, so that they can better establish combat exploits on the battlefield of the two clans in the future.

Tiannan Mountain,

White Deer Academy,

After months of continuous warfare, all the scribes were exhausted.

Even if there is a Sanpin Confucian, he still faces many life and death crises.

The positional front was almost breached.

The war with the Wu clan is becoming more and more cruel.

With the passage of time, the hearts of the three great Confucians gradually sank.

In five years, the Terran Quartet Luck Barrier will completely disappear.

But just facing the attack of the Wu army, it was so difficult.

In the future, the human race will face an attack from the four major races.

Even the other four clans don't deal with each other.

But who made the human race the center of heaven and earth?

Born to be a battlefield.

As soon as he thought of the all-out attack of the Northern Demon Clan, the Jin State bore the brunt.

A few third-grade Confucians had a headache.

"I don't know what happened to that kid in Chang'an." Behind the position, An Shitang looked at the rolling mountains in front of him and muttered to himself.

Wu Xugong on the side smiled, "You, haven't you always looked down on him?" Why do you care about him? ”

An Shitang was robbed of white, and after a pause, he immediately said angrily with a little unbearable face,

"He is the cultural master of Bailu Academy, and the stakes are very high, what's wrong with asking a few words?"

Wu Xugong spread his hands, "Don't get excited, I'm just saying it casually." ”

An Shitang looked at the unbeaten appearance of Wuxu Gong, and couldn't wait to be full of old fists,

"Alas...... In the first year of five years, more than half of the year has passed, and time is getting tighter and tighter. ”

"I don't know where the next disappearing luck barrier is."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became gloomy.

Wu Xugong's gaze fell on the Bailu students who were on the front line and seized the time to trim.

"These boys didn't know that the big war was coming, and they thought that they would be able to rest well when they went back...... Alas, what if you tell them the truth? It only adds to the panic. ”

"When the next luck barrier disappears, they should be able to guess a thing or two."

"However, in case a luck barrier is a demon barrier in the north, we probably have to go back."

"I don't know, at that time, that kid in Chang'an, can come back."

The closer they get to the final war of the Five Clans, the heavier their hearts become.

Even if they are third-grade Confucians, as long as they think of the army of the four clans wantonly killing in the territory of the human race, their hearts shudder.

It's hard to keep them out of the border.

Just look at the Wu Clan.

This is also because the Wu Clan's offensive methods are relatively simple.

If it's replaced by a demon clan.

Although the body of the demon clan is not as good as that of the witch clan, there are too many ethnic groups in the demon clan, and there are all kinds of birds and beasts.

Plus the talent is supernatural.

Once an attack is launched, the destructive power is even more staggering.

As for the mysterious Western Earth Buddha Kingdom, it is even more difficult to prevent.

"It would be nice if the human race could produce a saint......," An Shitang sighed, "With a saint in charge, the human race has no worries." ”

Wu Xugong smiled, "If it takes a little longer, your cheap aunt may really have a glimmer of possibility." ”

"The way of chess, although it is a small way, but it has also condensed the seed of the holy way, as long as he is given time to grow, he will spread chess all over the world."

"Sanctification is not impossible."

An Shitang sighed lightly, "Yes, the key is ...... time."

"If you give him ten or twenty years, not to mention sanctification, as long as you enter the first grade, it will be a great joy for the human race."