The essence of war is destruction.

There is nothing to say.

And when the tribe that he has worked so hard to run for decades is destroyed, this feeling is really complicated.

Just like Suizhong at this time.

The sunrise was still beautiful, and the jungle was still busy in the early morning, but there was no color in his eyes.

Until Ink Marks' words exploded in his ears.

"Empire!"

The light that belonged to him reappeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Sui Zhong knew that everything could be done again!

In this battle, twenty people were killed in the Xiong clan, and the rest were all injured to varying degrees.

Doctor Wang, who had just been able to go to the ground, was busy.

Mojiken brought in a jar and scooped out a scoop of sake.

This is what he brewed from everyone, from the Flood Desert Laboratory on the tip of his tongue.

The aroma of wine wafts away.

Every man's growth seems to be inseparable from two things: wine and women.

So even if it was the first time he drank this thing, Suizhong quickly figured out what the wine was for.

The first time he drank, he didn't drink very well.

I didn't drink much, and the wine that I drank overflowed from my eyes.

Ink Marks didn't speak, just filled his clay bowl again and again.

Mengqing stood at the door and brought a tiger skin.

Ink Mark Xuan took it and covered Sui Zhong's body.

The two of them walked out of the room, and sobs came out of Mengqing's mouth.

Ink Scar patted her on the shoulder.

So, the sobbing turned into a howling.

"Boss, you must not leave us again.

Even though we knew every time you were going to be in front of us again, I was really scared.

I'm really afraid that you really won't be able to come back.

During the time of your reincarnation, we prayed every day in front of the temple of Tubo in the hope that we could bring you back to the ...... safely."

Parting from life and death has always been a brutal challenge to living beings, and everyone will experience it.

The cries in the tribe were all in one place, and Mo Xuan couldn't do anything, so he could only look forward to coming soon tomorrow.

Early in the morning, Sui Zhong walked out of the house and stood on a high platform overlooking the earth.

"Can we really do it?"

Ink Marks stepped forward and stood side by side with him, he stretched out his hand, pointed into the distance, and said, "This world is far bigger than we imagined.

So I think our hearts should be much bigger, big enough to fit the whole world!"

A smile reappeared on Suizhong's face, and he reached out and patted Mo Zhenxuan's shoulder heavily.

And so the laughter spread throughout the tribe.

The crowd gathered again in the square.

Sui Zhong and Mo Jian stood side by side on the high platform.

"From today onwards, we will build our own Immortal Sect, our own empire!"

The people fell to their knees and bowed again and again.

......

Counting this time, the southern tribes have already invaded them twice.

As last time, this time it was only the advance troops that were damaged. The current southern tribes still have the strength to destroy them.

Forbearance will never solve the problem.

Mo Jian Xuan no longer cared about the reason for the other party's attack, because whether it was him or Sui Zhong, there were only two words left in his heart at this time - revenge!

Part-time workers know that it is never as good as starting their own business.

Therefore, Mojixuan decided to "start a business" with Suizhong.

This entrepreneurial plan was divided into two parts by him, one part was the worldly empire and the other was the immortal sect.

Reliving a life, Ink Mark Xuan thought that he would have some attachment to worldly rights.

But when he decided to hand over this right to Sui Zhong, he was inexplicably relaxed in his heart.

Compared to those rights, Ink Marks felt that freedom was his life's pursuit.

This may be a knot left in the previous life.

Working part-time, moving bricks, longing to be able to get rich overnight, and then eating and waiting for death.

Thus, the Ethereal Immortal Sect and the Ethereal Country were born.

At night, Sui Zhong, Mengqing, Youxiong four brothers, Erha, plus Mojixuan, several people and a dog drank wine, ate barbecue, and laughed uncontrollably.

It's not the beginning.

Thanks to the southern tribes, the title of the Great Demon King of Ink Marks Xuan has become a household name.

And after learning about the tragedy of the Suiren clan, the other three surrounding tribes certainly couldn't sit still.

On this day, there is a Xiong's lively and extraordinary.

The great chieftains of the five tribes sat around the round table, all silent, and their eyes couldn't help but cast their eyes on Ink Marks.

"The tragedy of the Suiren clan, I guess I don't need to be verbose.

I also believe that all the great chiefs here have already made up their minds in their hearts, and we don't need to go around in circles.

I'll just say a word, whether the Great Chiefs want to fight the Southern Tribes alone, or join us in the resistance. ”

After a brief silence.

Chu Qingqing was the first to speak to break the silence, "I said, Great Demon King, don't you know my intentions, I definitely want to join you." ”

Ink Mark nodded at her.

Wu Huai continued: "Great Chief Mo, the people of the southern tribe have wolf ambitions, of course we know this. However, the Great Chief wants to take advantage of this opportunity to loot and annex our tribes.

I'm afraid there is no such a good thing!"

Mo Jian Xuan waved his hand and said, "I think the Great Chief of Wuhuai has misunderstood.

That's right, the Ethereal Nation was indeed established by me and Brother Sui. However, the original intention of inviting the Great Chiefs to come to the meeting was just to unite their forces and fight against the southern tribes together.

This is what I envisioned in my heart to join us.

If the High Chiefs join, the Ethereal Nation will become a powerful federation. ”

"Joint?" everyone was puzzled.

Mo Jian Xuan explained with a smile: "The so-called joint system means that the big chiefs here have the right to exercise state power.

Of course, this is not absolute, we must ensure that the country can function, we must ensure that the forces composed of our people have strong combat effectiveness, and we must ensure the safety of our people.

So when one of the four of you wants to exercise state power, the other three need to vote.

As long as more than half of the votes pass, then the power will pass. Otherwise, it will not pass. ”

A few people understood.

"Why are there four of us, won't your Youxiong clan join this united country?"

Sui Zhong stood up in time and said, "Brother Mo looks down on this worldly power, and he has already handed over the entire Youxiong Clan to me to take care of.

In addition, he cannot interfere in all the decisions of the Ethereal Country in the future. ”

"This?" Wuhuai threw his gaze towards Ting Yuan.

The latter's gaze was a little playful, and said: "I didn't expect the Great Demon King's sentiments to be so noble, so I don't know what the Great Demon King wants?"

Mo Jian smiled, walked to the back room, and took out a plaque from inside.

The book "Ethereal Immortal Sect" is four big characters.

"Ethereal Immortal Sect!"

"What does Immortal Sect mean?"

"Immortal Sect means sect and sect. To put it simply, I am going to collect some disciples and teach some skills such as refining weapons, formations, and spells. ”

When several people heard this, their eyes burned frighteningly.

"I join ......"

"I also want to join your immortal sect ......"

"That's what you want!" said Ink Scar, rejoicing in his heart.

He glanced around, and said: "Enter my Immortal Sect and respect me as a teacher;

Everyone knelt on the ground and shouted, "Obey the master's orders!"