"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 act openly."
"As long as there is an altar inside the city, it can absorb the remaining souls left after the war."
"As for the incense, don't think too much about it for the time being. Unless you step into the second-level witch master, you will definitely die if you are exposed."
Taihao nodded, "You are better at expanding and controlling the tribe than I am, and you are well-known to the outside world. From now on, you will be the one to command foreign campaigns."
"I just need the soul of the Witch Clan."
"Yes." Li Changan stood up, walked out of the palace, and walked into the void step by step.
All the wizards, soldiers, and generals in the city looked up.
The brilliant flames bloomed in the sky, which amazed them.
"From now on, the name of the tribe is Netherworld!"
"Both parties will give you half a day to disrupt and regroup."
"Qimang, Wuheng, Qianya."
In the Netherworld army below, Qimang and the other three people immediately responded loudly, "Here."
His tone was full of excitement and excitement.
"Now there are only three great witches like you in the armies of both sides. I order you to quickly reorganize the armies and prepare for foreign wars!"
"If anyone refuses to surrender, kill them all and leave no one behind."
"I want everything within a radius of ten thousand miles to become the territory of the underworld!"
"In addition, a large army will be dispatched to rebuild the city, all of which will be built according to new city standards."
"This place will become the royal city of the Netherworld tribe in the future!"
The three people from Qimang quickly knelt down on one knee, "Qimang (Wuheng, Qianya), obey the king's order."
The integration of the Nether Tribe and the Taihao Tribe is much simpler than imagined.
Those who disobeyed were all hanged on the city gate.
Three hundred people were hanged for a long time, and all the witch clansmen surrendered.
Qian Ya's whip crackled loudly, "Anyone who disobeys the king's orders will be killed without mercy!"
"It is your honor to be able to become the king's subordinate!"
"The army quickly gathered and prepared to march south!"
…
The flames of war quickly burned in this mountain forest.
Although the Taihao Tribe has three top wizards who are comparable to Wu Heng, after developing for so long, they only have this one, which is really average.
The main reason is that Taihao cannot integrate into the Wu clan and can only hide behind the scenes.
It is impossible to be as blatant as the Netherworld Tribe.
Moreover, the Netherworld Tribe also took advantage of the war with the Gonggong Ministry to shine and became a tribe that has an impression in the mind of the Witch Lord.
The demarcated territory is also very large. As long as nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely be promoted to a clan in the future.
The city now named Netherworld King City is being renovated with the efforts of fifty thousand troops.
First, the city wall took this opportunity to expand outward.
In the future, it can accommodate more witch clans and facilitate the collection of incense.
As for the palace, although it occupies a large area, in terms of practicality, it cannot be worse.
But leave the construction until the end.
Right now, understanding the altar is the right path.
Li Changan looked at the altar, which was no more than ten feet square, and his heart beat unusually violently.
Taihao is really a good person. Every time we meet, he brings surprises to himself.
"This altar is imprinted with the mark of my soul. You can call it Taihao Altar."
"Collecting incense in the future and calling it the Ancestral Witch Altar will affect the direction of the incense."
"The name of the god on each altar is unique."
"Call the name of God and you can also contribute the power of incense."
Li Changan nodded, his eyes reappearing as red eyes.
at the same time,
The three great spirits also opened their eyes together, and through the eyes of the deity, they could see everything on the altar.
It is worthy of being a divine object involving the sacred realm.
It's truly extraordinary.
Inside, regular threads are criss-crossed and densely packed.
But it was quite different from the small piece of bronze chain he cut off from the Gonggong Ancestral Witch Altar.
Some parts are the same, and the other part can even be described as completely opposite.
Li Changan and the three great spirits temporarily focused their attention on the same arrangement of rules.
At this moment, the three great spirits also let go of their barriers, and all their perceptions were connected to each other.
Every soul is trying its best to build its own sacred altar.
Taihao naturally saw Li Changan's double pupils, and felt a faint shudder in his heart.
I didn’t expect that the junior I met on the ancient demon war road would grow to such a level now.
Although it is only the fourth level, the trump cards it hides are quite terrifying.
Being able to be calm and calm in the face of the third grade is not something that can be summed up in just one sentence of talent.
Time passes day by day,
The new Netherworld Army has restored its previous external campaign mode.
A steady stream of corpses were transported from the front line to the royal city.
Once there is a big witch that cannot 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 the remnant souls of these corpses go is at the Taihao Altar, instead of the three great souls.
As for the essence and blood of the witch clan, Li Changan collected them all and used them to promote the cultivation of the golden body.
Even if these witch essences and blood are not of great help to him, mosquitoes are still flesh no matter how small they are.
The effect of the blood essence of the great witch is good, but the quantity is too small.
If I add ten more drops of the ancestral witch's blood, I will probably be able to cultivate my golden body to the ninth level in no time.
That thing is really powerful.
It's a pity that it can be encountered 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 Wu clan is sending more and more troops.
From the original five major tribes, it has now expanded to eight major tribes, and the remaining four tribes are always ready to launch attacks.
This is also one of the important reasons why he was not recruited to go to the battlefield between the two races.
There are more and more tribes participating in the war, and the Zhurong tribe does not need to send new combat forces.
As for the rear, it is a place where they specialize in raising Gu, and continuously cultivate combat power, so that they can better establish military exploits on the battlefield between the two races in the future.
Tiannan Mountain,
Bailu Academy position,
After fighting for several months, all the scribes were exhausted.
Even if a third-grade scholar is in charge, he will still face many life-and-death crises.
The position and battle line were almost breached.
The war with the Wu clan became more and more cruel.
As time goes by, the hearts of all the third-grade scholars gradually sink.
In five years, the four destiny barriers of the human race will completely disappear.
But just facing the attack of the Wu Clan army was so difficult and dangerous.
In the future, the human race will face attacks from the four major races.
Even the other four tribes don't deal with each other.
But who made human beings the center of heaven and earth?
Born to be a battlefield.
When I think of the all-out attack by the monster clan in the north, Jin is the first to bear the brunt.
Several third-grade scholars had a headache.
"I wonder what happened to that kid from Chang'an." Behind the position, An Shitang looked at the rolling mountains in front of him and said to himself.
Duke Wuxu on the side smiled and said, "You, haven't you always looked down on him? Why do you care about him?"
An Shitang was robbed of his words, so he paused for a moment, and then said angrily with some embarrassment,
"He is the cultural master of White Deer Academy. It is of great importance. What's wrong?"
Wuxu Gong spread his hands and said, "Don't get excited, I just said it casually."
An Shitang looked at Duke Wuxu looking like he was in need of a beating, and wished he could get his fill of it.
"Sigh... More than half of the first year of five years has passed, and time is getting tighter and tighter."
"I don't know where the next destiny barrier will disappear."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became gloomy.
Duke Wuxu's eyes fell on the Bailu students who were seizing the time to repair themselves on the front line.
"These guys don't know that the war is coming. They think they can have a good rest after they have achieved military exploits this time... Oh, what if I tell them the truth? It will only increase panic."
"When the next luck barrier disappears, they should be able to guess a thing or two."
"However, if there is a luck barrier, it is the demon clan barrier in the north, and we will probably have to go back."
"I don't know if that kid from Chang'an will be able to come back in time at that time."
The closer they get to the final battle between the five races, the heavier their hearts become.
Even though they are third-grade scholars, they shudder when they think of the armies of the four races killing wantonly in the human territory.
Trying to keep them out of the border is as difficult as going to heaven.
You can tell just by looking at the Wu clan.
This is because the Wu clan's offensive methods are relatively simple.
If it were a demon clan.
Although the physical body of the Demon Clan is not as good as that of the Witch Clan, there are too many ethnic groups within the Demon Clan, including birds and beasts.
Coupled with natural talents and supernatural powers.
Once an attack is launched, the destructive power will be even more astonishing.
As for the mysterious and unpredictable Western Buddha Kingdom, it is even more difficult to guard against.
"It would be great if the human race could produce a saint..." An Shitang said with emotion, "With a saint sitting in charge, the human race will have nothing to worry about."
Duke Wuxu smiled and said, "If it takes longer, your cheap uncle might have a chance."
"Although the way of chess is a small way, it has also condensed the seeds of the holy way. As long as it is given time to grow, chess can be spread throughout the world."
"Sanctification is not impossible."
An Shitang sighed, "Yes, the key is time..."
"If we give him ten or twenty years, not to mention becoming a saint, as long as he reaches the first level, it will be a great joy for the human race."