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

Flags were waving in the wind, and a large number of troops were colliding together from all directions, like two dragons on a chessboard.

Since the Interception Sect Immortals brought a large number of treasures, the main force of the Shang Dynasty was armed to the teeth. There was no need for Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao to make a move, they had already pushed all the way over, and the place they passed was unstoppable.

"The imperial court soldiers are divided into three routes, and the soldiers are directed at the northern city.

"The army on the left ran wildly for a hundred miles, and took three cities in one night.

"The army on the right ran wildly for more than 100 miles, and even took four cities in one night.

"The army on the middle road has run wildly for more than 150 miles, and the front has reached thirty miles away from the northern city, and there is a possibility of attacking us at any time. "

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" and "......"

battle reports converge like a tide, and Beicheng is the heart of the princes of Beihai 72 Road. It is also its own residence, as well as a command center.

Once this place is taken.

Then the territories of the princes of Route 72 will be divided.

They had to face the fate of being broken by each one.

Maitreya sat on the throne and panicked to the extreme, what was the reason for this war? Losing one city today and two cities tomorrow has long been numb.

The front line was defeated.

From the collapse of the whole, only one of the most critical battles is missing. And this key place is the northern city where he lives. It's just that his mind is not here at all, but in another place.

Since I contacted Shizun.

and lost contact.

Thinking of the battlefield, the Shang Dynasty's army was overwhelmed. Is there a deeper battle behind this, or maybe they have decided the winner?

One way or another.

There should always be some news that

the princes of the Seventy-Two Roads have rebelled.

It was just a death knell for the Shang Dynasty, so that the main force of the Shang Dynasty was trapped here, so as to give the Western Zhou State a certain amount of time to develop. This is an extremely critical step, and if there is a problem here, then the whole situation will be turned upside down.

Can't the saints see clearly?

At first glance,

the Tongtian Saints seem to be isolated and helpless, fighting the four great saints with the strength of one person. However, this is not the case.

Shizun is nothing but a pawn of the Heavenly Dao.

Adhering to the will of heaven, stirring the wind and clouds.

If the West wants to prosper, it must take advantage of this opportunity to collect 3,000 Hongchen guests, repay the cause and effect at the time of sanctification, and feed back countless living beings in the entire Western land.

Has the Tongtian Sage made a move

? Otherwise, why hasn't the master contacted me yet?

Although he tried to calm down,

his hands were still trembling slightly. Don't look at the chances of winning the sect, but it is only a contest between saints, and under the saints, they are all crushing.

The Saint of Babel does not need to win.

He just needs to delay a little longer.

The interception of the religion will sweep everything away with the power of devastation.

"Senior brother, the Shang Dynasty's three-way army is converging their vanguard forces, and it is less than 30 miles away from us. What to do next, please make a quick decision.

"What the hell is going on? Why did the Shang Dynasty army suddenly become so powerful?

"This must be the interception of the sect behind the troubles.

"We didn't see any interceptions. "

Can't I even beat a single human race in the Western Sect?"

"......

" and "......"

figures walked over quickly, and they were talking nonsense. Thinking of the scene on the battlefield, I was holding back a cloud of anger in my heart, but I was helpless.

"Senior brother, you should ask the master what is going on. "

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" and "......"

looked at the gossiping juniors.

Maitreya's heart was depressed for a while, didn't he ask? Obviously he had already asked, but he didn't have any answer, but these words could not be said explicitly, and could only be buried in his heart.

There was a slight bitterness on his face.

I didn't feel anything about the barrenness of the West before, after all, it had always been there, but when I came to the East, I found that the gap between the two sides was not ordinarily large.

If you say that the sect is intercepted, you can't beat it, after all, they are all saints, and they are ranked first. But now that you can't even beat a human race dynasty, what kind of brilliance does this face have?"

It's not that the junior disciples don't give their best, but those Terran monks don't talk about martial virtues, and they are so rich that we can't stop them at all. "

Senior brother, why don't you react to the master

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will be counted.

The only advantage now is to tell the parents.

"Oh no, the first line of defense has been broken, and the Shang Dynasty army has advanced five miles. "

Oh no, no, the second line of defense has been broken, and the left and right flanks of the Shang Dynasty army have successfully converged. "

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" and "......"

all kinds of bad news flew like snowflakes, and Maitreya was even more depressed.

"What are you panicking one by one, we are also saints who teach other races what to do, but we are just a human emperor, what waves can we make.

"Give me all the time and go back to the front line!"

"As for what the master is doing, it's not for me and other disciples to dare to figure it out. "

Ladies and gentlemen!"

"The two masters are watching us from the west, and this battle must show the momentum of our Western religion, and we can't let this group of people in the east look down on us." "

Go, the sky can't fall

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" and "......"

although they are a little panicked.

But as a senior brother, he can only bear this pressure alone. Countless eyes on the Beihai battlefield are staring at this, and with such a stretching performance, I am afraid that the entire Western Sect is about to be labeled as incompetent.

This is categorically intolerable.

"Yes!"

the flustered heart gradually settled down.

They seem to have gained unparalleled courage and strength from their own elder brother.

Looking at the backs of those who were gradually leaving, Maitreya's gaze was very complicated. He looked straight ahead, thinking heavily about something.

Master, Master.

What the hell are you doing?

As a saint,

you can see all the things in the desolate world, and it is impossible not to be ignorant of the changes in the battle situation in the North Sea. But the trace of the master has not come for a long time, which means that what he has done is far more important than this.

The Western Religion has always been the lowest existence in the Great Religion of the Sages.

Anyway.

It also represents the majesty of the saints.

There is no shame in losing to other holy religions.

Anyway, I have lost my Xi, but if I lose to the Terrans. The various tribes of the flood and wilderness are not going to laugh off their big teeth.

"Disciple Maitreya, I have something to ask to see my master. "

The master is here, the master is in the ......",

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" and "......"

A stick of incense was lit, and Maitreya kept shouting. No matter what the Master is doing, it is necessary for you to know and actively participate as a big disciple.

"Master, if you don't show up again, the princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai will really be finished. "

Master, Master

......", "......",

and "......"

shouted more and more angry, the more anxious and chaotic, the unfazed mood appeared monstrous waves, drop after drop of sweat slipped down from his forehead, and in the face of this empty room, Maitreya took off his disguise.

"Get out!"

an earth-shattering roar exploded through the room. The sudden appearance of power almost crushed Maitreya's divine soul. If it weren't for the lotus flower guarding the altar, it would have been cold by now.