Prehistoric: King Zhou offers incense, and I grant others the great road of the emperor.

North Sea.

Inside a large city.

Countless people who exuded a powerful aura gathered together, and they looked at the map with sad faces and worried expressions. As a disciple of the Western Sect, he followed the senior brother to this place. Encourage the princes of the Seventy-two Routes to rebel and trap the main force of the Shang Dynasty here.

Don't try to defeat them.

Just want to delay for a long time.

continued to release the blood of the Shang Dynasty, dragging down its financial resources and making it fall into a state of exhaustion. In this way, favorable conditions were created for the Xiqi and Zhou countries located in the west.

Originally, it was all perfect, and even everything was exactly the same as it was at that time. But half a month ago, everything changed, and the main forces of Dashang seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, and they were extremely violent.

The princes of the Seventy-two Roads were defeated in successive battles.

A large number of cities have fallen into the hands of Wen Zhong.

Don't say a year.

If this situation continues, the rebellion will be put down in half a year or less, and the army will return to conquer the West.

How will Zhou Guo

resist

it? Won't the Divine Tribulation end without a hitch?

This should have been a crushing situation, but why did it become what it is now?

"According to the plan, you must take advantage of the city and geography to trap the main force of the Shang Dynasty in Beihai. As for why the main force of the big merchants has become what it is now, I will tell the master and then inform the countermeasures. "Maitreya really couldn't think of any way, so he could only come up with a nirvana technique and ask the master.

The saint adheres to the will of heaven.

Insight into the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation.

These changes will not be hidden in his heart.

"Yes!" Hearing

the senior brother mention the master, the pressure on everyone's body disappeared, and there was an indescribable sense of relief. The Shang Dynasty of the Terran Race is a behemoth, and the Interception Sect is also a behemoth, and there is no chance of winning on this battlefield, but there is only one saint in the Interception Sect, and the Terran is only half of it.

And half of the saints of the human race were trapped in the fire cloud cave.

As for the Saint of Babel.

But he retreated in the Biyou Palace.

There was not the slightest hint of resistance.

In such a situation, what are their chances of winning? What if you are strong? As long as the saint makes a move, he can destroy everything with a flip of his palm.

After everyone had left, Maitreya took out a stick of incense, lit it and respectfully inserted it into the censer. The Zhun Ti Saint, who was rushing here, sensed it and hurriedly used the Heavenly Dao to probe what was happening in Beihai.

In a very short period of time.

already knew the cause and effect: "This is the handwriting of the sect, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao have gone to Wen Zhong's army." "

It's not that the sect has been closed, why did it suddenly appear here? Moreover, the disciple probed in detail and found that Zhao Gongming and the others did not show any signs of making a move, but the strength of Wen Zhong's army had undergone earth-shaking changes. Maitreya said respectfully.

Zhun Ti, who was on his way, stopped.

He sat on a cloud.

His brow furrowed.

Through the Heavenly Dao to inquire into more detailed situations, after checking over and over again, I found that what Maitreya said was the truth.

Someone obscured the heavens.

Just after Zhao Gongming and others arrived at Wen Zhong's military camp, the combat effectiveness of the main army of the Shang Dynasty underwent earth-shaking changes.

And the most critical point of this has been erased.

A name is on the horizon.

Come

to think of it.

His face couldn't help but turn blue.

What a sectarian, a good Tongtian master, and a good Tongtian saint. If you can't beat it upright, you just use some indiscriminate means, and the face of the saint will be gone?

Shameless to such an extent.

It can be called the strongest in the flood wilderness.

The more you sneak around, the more it means that there is a problem here, do you really think that you can hide it by covering the heavens: "I already know, and I'll tell you later." With that, the

contact between the two parties was terminated.

Fortunately, the shadows were laid in advance.

Otherwise, ......

This time, it is very likely that it will suffer a big loss.

"Where are the long ears, where are the long ears

...... "......

" and "......"

called over and over again, but there was no response. Even if he used the Heavenly Dao to investigate, he still couldn't find his traces. When did Tongtian become so powerful, even the traces of these disciples could be hidden so well.

"Long ears, long ears, long ears...... "

......

" and "......"

can't be helped.

He could only call in the simplest and crudest way.

However, no matter how much he shouted, he was always like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no response. Something is wrong! There is definitely an accident on the side of the Interception Sect, otherwise it would be impossible for the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, who is one of the Seven Immortals to serve him, not to have news.

"Long-eared, long-eared,

long-eared......", "......", "

......

" The state of mind of the sage whose heart is like standing still has set off a huge wave, what is the long-eared kid doing? Is there really something on the sect's side, or is there something wrong with him: "You shout a hammer, Lao Tzu still has to sleep, get out of ......"

in the call over and over again.

Finally there was news from the other side.

The quasi-lifting rage was like thunder.

I'm a saint.

Who would dare to speak like this?

Even if he was a fellow saint, he could not be so rude in his words, and he had little ears and long ears, so what qualifications did he have to be arrogant: "Dead rabbit! Even if every inch of land in the flood is searched, it will be crushed to ashes." A

big hand covering the sky and the sun slapped in the direction from which the voice came, and Zhun Ti couldn't care about so much at this moment. Whoever insults a saint will surely die.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

the hand pressed down from the sky.

The long-eared Dingguang Fairy, who was hiding in the grass, was shrouded in the breath of death. He was startled and hurried to escape. When he went to Beihai, he had already expected that the Zhun Ti Sage would come, and if he wanted to complete the task assigned by the senior brother, he had to be held back.

And the best way to hold him back is to use his speed advantage to play hide and seek with him.

Never underestimate the lower limit of a quasi-saint.

Only to lead it out of this area.

In order to assist Wen Zhong as soon as possible and sweep away the rebellious princes of Beihai 72.

Mommy......

Hold up the saints.

It is to dance on the tightrope, and if you are not careful, it will turn into ashes, and if you don't go, you will be incensed to the ordinary immortals and get so many benefits.

Even if you lend yourself 10,000 guts.

I didn't dare to make such a crazy move.

But now it's different.

The situation has changed radically.

"Boom!"

the giant palm fell, setting off a terrifying wave, and the land within a radius of hundreds of miles was struck into the

ground with a single blow. The area covered by the palm of the hand becomes a bottomless lake.

I couldn't help but gasp.

The phantom behind him spread its pitch-black wings, and disappeared without a trace as the space fluctuated. The race between life and death has begun, and it's up to which side reaches the finish line first.

Ordinary Dasen.

Please.

"Found you! "Saying such words in front of the saint, and still wanting to be on the list after death, what kind of spring and autumn dream? Zhun Ti turned into a streamer, and then disappeared without a trace.