Emperor Xuanyuan went to the East China Sea.

There are cattle in the East China Sea.

Like the turtle of the North Sea, this cow is actually not guilty.

Born in the East China Sea, he did not enter the flood.

But its skin can make drums, and that is its sin.

It is like intercepting the religion, and the interception of the religion is powerful, which is the fault of the interception of the religion.

The Yellow Emperor went to the East China Sea, holding the Xuanyuan sword, and the Yellow Emperor was like a family.

The storm in the sea is treacherous, and the Yellow Emperor enters the sea, but he is like walking on the ground.

Under the manifestation of the heavenly machine, it didn't take long for the Yellow Emperor to find a beast.

The beast was shaped like an ox, with a pale body and no horns.

The Yellow Emperor knew that this was the Kui Niu he was looking for.

At this time, Xu Siyuan also came to the Yellow Emperor.

The Yellow Emperor saluted first: "I have seen the Taoist." ”

The last time he saw Xu Siyuan in Shoushan, the Yellow Emperor felt familiar, but he didn't dare to be sure.

After going back, the Yellow Emperor deliberately checked the history books, Xu Siyuan left a lot of legends in the human race, and Xu Siyuan's temples are also a lot.

Therefore, the Yellow Emperor took the lead in saluting Xu Siyuan, and Xu Siyuan deserved to be the emperor of others.

Xu Siyuan opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty knows who I am, and presumably Your Majesty also knows that the East China Sea is the territory of my sect. ”

"Your Majesty came to me to intercept the sect and hunt the divine beasts, and took them without telling me, how could it be done by the human emperor?"

The Yellow Emperor's face was ashamed, but the Yellow Emperor still spoke: "Before the survival of the race, there are some small sections that I can't take care of, if there are still human races and my Xuanyuan after this battle, I am willing to personally apologize to the Taoist chief." ”

"Why wait after that. ”

Xu Siyuan shook his head.

"I only need Your Majesty's promise, and if Your Majesty can promise, this divine beast will be taken by Your Majesty. ”

The Yellow Emperor looked at Xu Siyuan, obviously waiting for Xu Siyuan to speak about the conditions.

Xu Siyuan looked at the Yellow Emperor and said slowly: "There is only one thing to trouble Your Majesty, if Your Majesty wins, I hope that Your Majesty will leave that ancestor Wu You alive." ”

The Yellow Emperor smiled bitterly: "That ancestral witch is fierce, this victory is really unpredictable, although I am the emperor, I am afraid that it is not necessarily the opponent of Chiyou, leave him alive, how to talk about it." ”

Xu Siyuan said: "Your Majesty only needs to promise me this matter, if this battle is won, please ask Your Majesty to spare the life of the ancestral witch." ”

This victory is unpredictable, and since the victory is not unacceptable, it is not unacceptable to stay with the ancestral witch's life.

And it was indeed him who was at fault first.

The Yellow Emperor thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"The Taoist asked me to make brass in Shoushan last time, and today I came to the East China Sea to hunt divine beasts, and I do owe a lot to the Taoist chief, and I agreed to the conditions of the Taoist chief. ”

Xu Siyuan glanced at the mythical beast Kui Niu, who was still playing in the waves.

Xu Siyuan sighed lightly and turned to leave.

For the Wu clan, there is only so much he Xu Siyuan can do.

In the original history, Chiyou was killed by five horses after being defeated.

The last ancestor of the Wu clan is also the last glory of the Wu clan.

But in the end, the body and head are separated, which is really sad.

He Xu Siyuan wanted to change Chiyou's ending.

Xu Siyuan returned to Jinao Island.

Xu Siyuan couldn't hide Duobao from this trip, and Duobao sighed: "Senior brother, you are kind, but I think that Chiyou is ambitious, but he is too tired and bitter to live." ”

"He is the only ancestor of the entire Wu Clan, and the reproduction of the glory of the Wu Clan is probably his biggest support for more than 100,000 years, if he loses this battle, he will probably be determined to live and die. ”

Xu Siyuan nodded silently.

The last time you saw me, did you mean to be lonely?!

Duobao said at this time: "But at least there is a junior brother you remember him." ”

Xu Siyuan looked at the flood wilderness.

Although Xu Siyuan asked the Yellow Emperor to nod and promise not to kill Chiyou, if your Wu clan is defeated, will you Chiyou really be willing to live alone?

Xu Siyuan didn't know.

Xu Siyuan only knows about the famine's old friends, and there are fewer and fewer of them.

Xu Siyuan looked at Duobao.

After a pause, Xu Siyuan said: "Senior brother, I am afraid that you also know that junior brother and I plan to refine an imitation of the Zhuxian Array, but junior brother has rarely practiced swords over the years, and today I want to ask senior brother for a trace of divine thought." ”

"Senior brother's sword has been channeled, senior brother's divine mind can transform sword intent, and junior brother should refer to one or two. ”

"It's simple," Duobao said with a smile, "Senior Brother's kendo can only be regarded as sloppy, but I hope it can be useful to Senior Brother." ”

···

The Wu clan came from the south, fought all the way, and there were also dead and wounded.

Today, there are less than 10 million witches.

On the Terran side, most of the Terran men are wearing armor.

Even many Terran women took off their red makeup and went to the battlefield.

Outside Zhuolu City, there were a total of nine battles.

Nine battles and nine wins.

The Terrans have died, tens of millions.

As for the injured, in front of Zhuolu City, how could they still keep their hands.

There was a wind blowing, and it was full of blood.

There was rain falling, and the world was red.

No battle of this magnitude has taken place since the Lich War.

This battle is not yet comparable to the Clash of the Lich.

But the tens of thousands of miles in front of Zhuolu City are full of battlefields, shrouded in murderous aura, and the wind and clouds change color.

After the Nine Wars, there were also sporadic battles, and the Chi Wars fought a few Terran warriors alone.

Chi Zhan was covered in blood, both his own and the Terrans.

A Terran stabbed a sword into Chi Zhan's left leg.

Chi Zhan seemed to be unknown, and Chi Zhan even laughed.

The Wicans are hungry for battle, and they are hungry for blood—even their own.

He wielded his sword and slashed several Terran warriors in succession.

Even if it is a group fight, the Terrans are not necessarily the opponents of the Wu Clan.

There are still Terran elites in Zhuolu City, but pessimism is slowly spreading.

How can the Terrans be the opponents of the Wics on the battlefield?

The Terrans are extremely dangerous at this time, but they are also extremely united.

The human race is calling for its own emperor.

The human race has pinned all their hopes on the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

In the prayers of the Terrans, in the common expectation.

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan returned from the East China Sea.

The Yellow Emperor stepped into the sky, shining brightly.

Endless human race, you can see your emperor when you look up.

When the fighting spirit of the human race is restored, there will always be a battle.

The human emperor is still there, and the human race is undefeated.

The Yellow Emperor ordered that all the troops in Zhuolu City should be exhausted.

Nine battles and nine defeats, and one more battle, the winner will be determined.

The Yellow Emperor once organized six armies.

When the Yellow Emperor returned, the Yellow Emperor personally led the army of six parts: the bear, the wolf, the leopard, the horse, and the tiger.

If you want to fight, take me Xuanyuan as a pioneer.

It also takes eagles, cranes, eagles, kites and other monsters as an army.

Once out of the loess, the human race was originally humble, but now under the leadership of the human emperor, it can command the wilderness and eight wilderness.

The human race is already a well-deserved overlord of the flood wilderness.

···

West Kunlun.

The former prince of the demon clan, Lu Quan, was silently watching the battlefield.

There are also many demon clans in the human army, but these demon clans no longer obey his orders to land pressure.

Lu Jian has also been carefully cultivating the demon clan with the crippled Zhou Tian Xingchen Array, and now it has been slightly effective.

Moreover, after absorbing the Sun True Fire of his eight brothers, Lu Jian was not far from the quasi-holy realm.

It's just that the quasi-saint is still not enough, and these demon clans can't take the lead yet.

Lu Jian said to himself: "There used to be a lich hegemony, but now that the witch clan has returned, the witch clan still attracts the attention of the desolation, but the demon clan has been reduced to a supporting role. ”

Lu Jian clenched his fists and swore: "But one day my demon clan will return,"

"With the posture of the king, reproduce the desolation. ”

"When that day comes, my demon clan will once again dominate the flood wilderness, and I will also be crowned emperor on the sun star. ”

"Wait for that day, don't do land pressure,"

"Only make the Golden Crow!"