The priestess was taken up by the clown, and after the clown learned of Tang Ping's identity, she didn't make trouble anymore, but bowed her head and recognized Tang Ping's status.

Wow!

The breath of Xuanzhi and Xuan disappeared, the fierce light in the eyes of the priestess disappeared, and the fierce Lori disappeared, replaced by the poor priestess.

The priestess stared at her big eyes, a little confused, and said, "What's the matter?" Is the ugly goddess on her body? ”

"Yes." Tang Ping said, "In the future, the clown will be in the underground main camp." ”

Hearing Tang Ping's words, the priestess breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no conflict between the two gods, otherwise the priestess would not have been human.

Emotionally biased towards the harlequin, but reason is still on the side of the underground master, and the underground master can be said to really bring benefits to the witch clan and even the harlequin.

Tang Ping summoned a notice to the earth, this bluestone slab-like thing would not be seen by outsiders.

That's right, Tang Ping is now going to canonize the harlequin as the god of Wushan.

The power of the ancient gods has become rootless, their physical bodies have no power, and even their hearts cannot sense the heavens to gain power.

After all, so much time has passed, and the previous cultivation has long since disappeared, but Shinto can rebind them to heaven and earth, and their strength should recover quickly.

This is also the reason why Tang Ping wants to accept the ancient gods, Shinto complements them, and the territory and believers will allow them to recover quickly.

In the future world of great strife, when the gods of all parties wake up, their side will have a great advantage.

Soon, Tang Ping enshrined the harlequin as the god of Wushan and enjoyed the sacrifice of millions of people.

On the other side, after Tang Ping's message was sent back, the three kingdoms of Chu began to sacrifice to the god of Wushan.

The clown's corpse recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, but the big crab didn't move, it didn't matter, the clown was born to command the crab, and it didn't matter if the big crab woke up or not.

"Almost."

The ten turtles are in hand, the harlein has woken up, and the Daxi clan is gone, now they are just waiting for them to gather, and then they will be killed directly.

The war between the state of Chu, the state of Chu and the state of Yong became more and more intense, and each side had subordinate states to participate in the war.

In addition to the jade and Xiaoxiang at the beginning, the last worship fire country and the southern foot country participated.

This has evolved into a battle between the southern countries, and whoever wins this war will be the overlord of the south and the best candidate for Nan Bohou.

The palace of the king of Chu.

The gods of all parties attended the meeting, and the hall was full of colorful brilliance.

Xiong Yang, the king of Chu, sat upright.

Commanding such a general battle, Xiong Yang's prestige has surpassed that of his ancestors.

Coupled with the long lifespan, after several generations, Xiong Yang of Chu State is still high, and in the eyes of the people of Chu State, there is no difference between him and the God King.

This is the case in this world, where the kings or princes of the world are generally regarded as gods, and gods and rulers are one.

Xiong Yang said to Yuan Chi and the others Qimen Dunjia and the others: "What does Di Xin say over there? ”

After fighting for so many years, even if there is a strategy and the territory of the gods as the home field, the state of Chu has also hurt a lot.

"Di Xin didn't say it, just let us deal with it ourselves, but he said that in order to help us, he will definitely reduce this year's tribute." Yuan Chi said with a smile.

"Reduced tribute?" Xiong raised his nose and snorted, "I think he sees that we are too strong and feels that he can't control it, so let the people of Yongguo consume our strength first, and it is estimated that when we are almost consumed, the Shang Kingdom will send troops." ”

Chongguo borders Yongguo, Chonghou is a hardcore supporter of Di Xin, it stands to reason that it should be quick to send troops, but if he doesn't come now, it can only be said that these people are deliberately trying to weaken themselves.

Of course, Xiong Yang is not too angry about this, there is no emotion between countries, it is purely interests. When the relationship was good, Di Xin gave full trust, but now he feels that he wants to weaken the Chu State, so he turns his face and denies people.

"Leave them alone, just don't mess with us. What does the Lord have to say? ”

As soon as the words fell, a peony bloomed outside the hall.

The goddess of peony walked in, and with her status, there was no need to be notified to come here, and the peony represented the gods to a certain extent.

"Peony Fairy, what does the god lord command?" Xiong Yang asked.

Under normal circumstances, Peony would not come over, unless Tang Ping had a task assigned to them.

"The god said that he was preparing for a decisive battle in Danyang, and the people of Yongguo were also preparing for a decisive battle, and they prepared a surprise army with a fleet of twelve dining Xia, ready to sneak attack from Xiangshui."

"This ............"

Everyone looked at each other.

Just one trip to Yongguo has involved two Xiangshui goddesses, and if you want another one, it will really turn the sky upside down.

"The god said that he would be able to solve it by giving him half an hour, and after half an hour, he would bring someone over to support, and it might not take half an hour."

Therefore, it is enough for the Chu State to hold on for half an hour.

Since Peony said so, everyone was relieved.

As for whether they can solve the problem in half an hour, they must believe it, and what the god says will definitely be able to do.

The Lord commanded it to be given, and the people did it immediately.

Soon, the Chu front contracted and retreated to the vicinity of Danyang.

Danyang is the base camp of the gods of the Chu Kingdom, and it is also the center of the various great gods, where they can exert their super power.

After the battle line retreated, the Yongguo army immediately caught up.

Everywhere they went, they came with a great flood, which was the handiwork of the priest Yulin.

Yulin's spell is a range attack spell, and some weak countries have no power to resist in the face of them, and the country will be destroyed on the spot when the flood comes.

The feathered people in the sky held all kinds of magic weapons, and sent countless magical powers to bombard the soldiers below, or fight against the rampant soldiers in front.

"Danyang is right in front of you, take Danyang!!"

Further back was the bronze chariot of Yongguo, a kind of carriage without wheels, the carriage was large, without wheels, and was pulled by nine flying white horses.

Up to seventy-two soldiers can sit on it.

It's a total of 1,000 cars, which is 72,000.

This is the army of the Yongguo, and these armies are led by monks who practice the art of the house.

Among them, on the largest bronze chariot, the hibiscus tent is warm, the fragrance is fragrant, the pink gauze tent, the jasper screen, and the graceful beauty walks through it.

This chariot was transformed into a temporary palace, and inside the palace was a bearded and strong man, who was the king of the Yong Kingdom.

Yongjun's drunken eyes were hazy, and the essence flashed in his eyes from time to time, proving that this person was not sparse with ordinary kings.

"Danyang is the capital of Chu State, and if you take Danyang, you can occupy half of the country!"

Yongjun threw down the wine glass and stood up suddenly, the whole person was domineering, and there was no more chic and prodigal atmosphere.

This time, Yongguo can be said to have exhausted half of the country's strength, plus there are people who travel to the feather, and there is no reason to fail.

"But the human sacrifice that the feather people need is also a burden." Yongguojun is a little painful, the loss of Yongguo's population, on the one hand, is a war, on the other hand, it is also a sacrifice to the Yuren, for which many people in the country have complaints.

Fortunately, the defeat of the Chu State can make the people of the Chu State bear it, which is nothing.

These anti-war people are not very kind, most of them just have not big enough interests, and if they are allowed to see the benefits, I am afraid that they will be the first to fight.

……

Wushan.

The clouds converge in the shape of a turtle.

Under the two stone drums, the lord bowed his head.

"Meet the gods!!"

"Ready, send a few more people to the dungeon, and this time I want all the witches. Also, all the people of the Daxi tribe must be present, and they must wear armor and mounts. ”

"Yes!"

The order was passed down one by one, and the twelve priests of cloud, rain, thunder, and earth each led their tribes to Wushan, and prepared their own sacrifices and offerings.

Except for women, all the people of the Daxi tribe are soldiers, and there are about 40,000 crab soldiers.

The crab is bigger than an elephant, and its two claws are extremely sharp, shiny, and numb.

As a mount, the crab looks a little funny, but its strength is much stronger than that of ordinary mounts.

Crabs have a hard carapace, and the double pincers can easily clip through steel, and in terms of strength, they can lift heavy objects several times larger than their stature. These crabs possess these qualities, making them undoubtedly very powerful mounts.

Everyone was in full swing to prepare the sacrificial objects, and the lord looked down on the high mountain, looking at the beings below, and his heart was full of pride.

From now on, the Daxi people will have a vast land and a population of tens of millions, and the entire ethnic group will multiply much faster.

First annex the south, then the north.

Now the third division of Yun and the third division of Lei have gone to catch the witch, and when the sacrifices are ready, the blood sacrifice can be launched, and the army will be drawn and the state of Chu will be broken in one fell swoop.

Water dungeon.

Today, the priestess summons all the witches.

There aren't many witches. One hundred and twenty or thirty people, but they can survive under the harsh environment of water prisons, and they are undoubtedly the elite of the elite.

When the priestess saw that everyone was coming, she briefly explained the reason, which was not too complicated, and she threw out the result directly in three or five sentences.

In just a few words, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't come back to their senses.

The Lord of the Underground? The god of harlequins awakens?

Of course, the most important news is that the Wicans have regained their freedom.

It's no wonder that they lost their temper, and that's true for anyone.

One second they were still prisoners, and their fate was not in their control, but they were freed in the next second, and some people told them that the gods who had guarded them for tens of thousands of years had awakened, and there was a new backer.

The information is too dense and it is common sense that it cannot be accepted for a while.

Wow!

At this time, the wind and clouds converge and the fire appears.

Tang Ping's figure suddenly appeared.

"Meet the Lord!"

The priestess knelt first, followed by the other witches.

These witches who were not deeply involved in the world secretly looked at Tang Ping, wanting to see but not daring to look at it.

In addition to the Daxi people, it was the first time they had seen other men.

It turns out that not all men are hateful.

"The harlequin is coming back to life, let's go out first."

Tang Ping fell and said.

"Huh? Everyone is here, haha. It's also trouble-free. ”

At this moment, six figures appeared in the sky, wearing masks and sacrificial robes.

"Yun Zhong, the Wu Clan is like this every time. is worthy of being a stranger who was born to communicate with God, and knew that he was going to die, so he washed his neck early and waited for death. Ha ha! ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Yun Bo, in particular, seems to have an unusual taste for torturing witches, like a cat and a mouse, and only kills him after teasing him.

In fact, it is still too depressing, witches need pure bodies, and the number is small, so they can't be insulted, Yun Bo can only satisfy his desires in this way.

But as soon as they finished speaking, they realized that something was wrong, and instead of panicking, the witches stared at them with a strange gaze.

Just as they were wondering, they suddenly saw a man in the crowd.

"...... this?"

Everyone was shocked, how could there be outsiders in this place?

For a while, I forgot to do it.

"I am the underground lord of Chu State!"

Tang Ping said with a smile, and took out a bronze lamp lightly, a bean-sized candle flame, but the light shone for hundreds of miles.

Wow!

The flames swept through the sky, and everyone couldn't react, and they were immediately burned to ashes.

These people are theoretically Fan Xia, and Tang Ping is only a small realm higher than them. But this is Tang Ping's territory, coupled with the powerful power of the Canghai Heavenly Candle, it is reasonable to kill these people in seconds.

Tang Ping waved his hand lightly, and the prohibition that had been imprisoned on everyone's heads for tens of thousands of years disappeared.

"Alright, you're free, go up."

……

The top of the mountain, as well as the ten altar lakes at the foot of the mountain, have been prepared.

Now it's just the witches of the water dungeon.

But this does not affect, the people below sacrifice first, pigs, dogs, dogs, cows and sheep...... and so on were killed, important parts were removed, and the corpses sank into the lake.

Wormwood smoke drifted high into the air.

Above the sky at the top of the mountain, ten turtle shells are suspended in the sky.

Rumble!

At this point, the water dungeon exploded.

Several dark clouds flew into the sky, and on them sat the people of the witch clan.

"Ran out?" The lord was shocked.

Before he could panic, another explosion came from the water prison.

The majestic black gas rushed into the sky, and the black gas gathered into dark clouds, which covered the sky, and day instantly turned into night.

A huge figure emerges from the earth.

This is a woman in Tsing Yi, the woman is thousands of feet tall, her face is not clear, and she covers her face with her sleeves.

The moment he saw this person, the soul of the lord was devastated.

Isn't this the great villain shrine maiden in ancestral mythology?

The moment the clown appeared, the crabs under the mountain instantly rioted and devoured the lord, thousands of people were bitten to death on the spot, and the rest of the people were not much better, the crabs mixed into the formation, and the formation was chaotic.

"Not good!" The master also reacted at this time, he rose high into the sky, cut his palm, and the essence and blood flowed out continuously.

Without a witch as a sacrifice, he had to use his own blood.

"Help me!"

Wow!

The master incarnated two arms and picked up the two sledgehammers next to the ten drums.

Rumble!

Sledgehammer down.

Thunder exploded within a radius of dozens of miles.

Rumble!

The thunder and lightning struck the people of the Xi tribe themselves.

Thunder and lightning killed more than half of them.

"Haha, it's all my people, what are you fighting!"

At this time, Tang Ping appeared beside the master, holding the Canghai Sky Candle, and the fire shrouded him.

The flames burned the Dharma body of the master, the real body appeared, the mask was burned off, and the real face was an old man.

The flames on the master's body had not been extinguished, and he couldn't care about this, so he flew to the depths of Yunmengze alone.

The clown was about to chase after her, but Tang Ping stopped her: "This person can't succeed, support Danyang first!" ”

Tang Ping pointed in the direction of Danyang.

It's not worth the risk to deal with a master, the ten turtles are in their own hands, this guy is burned again, and he can't make any waves if he survives.

Of course, the main thing is that Tang Ping doesn't want to risk chasing.

The key is to kill the feathered people.

(End of chapter)