Tianfang Island.
There was an extremely low-grade, crude small flying boat hidden under the clouds in the distance. Several old gentlemen, whose cultivation level was no higher than the Life Pond Realm, huddled in the cabin shivering, peeping at Wu Tie in horror and even despair. The movement on the side.
Wu Tie sat cross-legged in the air, with three corpse clones standing behind him.
Thousands of warriors wearing divine armor and holding divine weapons formed a battle formation under Wu Tie.
More than 100,000 descendants of the gods from all the major protoss clans knelt down neatly on the ground and paid homage to Wu Tie.
Only the more than a thousand Gods of Light under the command of the Holy Army barely maintained a neat formation and floated in the air.
More than a thousand powerful warriors from the Wu Kingdom surrounded Shengrong and his party from all directions. The huge pressure of the Lord made the void completely solidify. The silver wings behind Shengrong vibrated violently, continuously releasing traces of magnificent divine energy. Light can't break through this terrible pressure.
Wu Tou carried Wu Xuan's huge head and strode to Wu Tie.
He glanced at Wu Tie with a complicated expression, then knelt down heavily on one knee, holding Wu Xuan's head high in his hands: "Your Majesty, this is my trophy, specially dedicated to you!"
In the tribe of barbarian gods, dedicating the head of the most powerful enemy to the superior is a kind of dedication, a kind of allegiance, and a sacred ceremony to show off one's martial arts.
Wu Tie glanced at Wutou's head and nodded with satisfaction: "I accept your trophy, Wutou."
Wutou grinned. He stood up and gently placed Wutou's head on the ground. Then he turned around and faced the fifteen thousand people kneeling on the ground. The focus was on the ten thousand people who had just arrived. The barbarian god glared.
Fifteen thousand barbarian gods knelt on the ground, raised their weapons at the same time, placed their weapons horizontally above their heads, and then sounded a deafening war horn towards Wu Tie. This is a ceremony of allegiance. For these simple-minded barbarian gods, once they swear allegiance, they are extremely reliable.
In the crude little flying boat in the distance, several old men were so frightened that they almost flew out of their bodies.
So many incredible strong men.
They can feel the power of these terrifying existences. The weakest god among them can easily massacre the entire Tianfang Islands - after all, the strongest monks on these islands are only at the Life Pond level, and even the Fetus Tibet level is not enough. Nope.
Wu Tie glanced at these old men from a distance. They should be the strongest elders from the Song or Li countries on Tianfang Island, right
Regardless of where they came from, Wu Tie pondered for a while and waved to them: "Tell the king behind you, and then spread the word to the entire Tianfang Islands. From today on, the Tianfang Islands are under the jurisdiction of our Wu Kingdom."
"You can keep your wealth, but you must give up your authority. From today on, the Tianfang Islands are under the jurisdiction of Wu State... Tianfang County... no, Tianfang County. Wu State will dispatch county magistrates and station troops to maintain the stability here. and stability.”
"Now, you can convey my message to all the big and small forces in the Tianfang Islands. If they are unwilling to obey, they can resist. But I hope that they can understand the consequences of resistance."
From a distance, Wu Tie noticed the war between Song and Li over this small city.
The total territory of this large archipelago is about two or three counties in the Wu Kingdom. However, in terms of population, economy, and cultivation level, it is completely incomparable to even a lower county of the Wu Kingdom. It is actually divided into hundreds of large and small countries. Calling back and forth.
Is it interesting to mess around like this
Wu Tie directly lifted the table and brought the Tianfang Islands under the rule of Wu State. These big kings and small kings should not waste their lives here.
Wouldn't it be nice to live a peaceful life
Several old men were so frightened that they hurriedly drove the simple flying boat and fled far away.
Wu Tie ignored them and later sent a county magistrate, a few officials, and a garrison of about a thousand people, which was enough to suppress the entire Tianfang Islands, and there was no need to worry about anyone causing rebellion.
Not to mention today's Wu Kingdom, even the Sui Dynasty back then, a county magistrate was also a master of the divine realm. In such a small Tianfang Islands, there was not even a monk of the womb realm. Wu Tie sent a few of the lowest level The 'human god' is also enough to suppress everything.
"Who are you?" The holy soldier, who was suppressed in the air by the aura of thousands of masters and could not move, finally forced himself to speak.
Shengrong and the more than a thousand Gods of Light around him were sweating profusely, almost fainting from being suppressed by the aura of the noble class.
It's just that the divine power of the Gods of Light has extremely peculiar effects and extremely rejects all alien species. Therefore, the sweat on their bodies has just evaporated, and before anyone can see it, it has been completely evaporated by their body-protecting divine light.
So at first glance, Shengrong and the others were still as proud as little roosters, and their bodies were as clean and spotless as ever.
Miwu sneaked up to Wu Tie and murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the power of the Gods of Light has a little bit of innate restraint on our Gods of Wisdom. Even if he holds the staff of wisdom, the Holy Soldier has Even though the scepter of light protects his body, I can’t control his mind.”
Smiling slightly, Miwu said softly: "If Your Majesty can let someone beat him seriously and hurt his soul to the edge of collapse, by the way... If you can help my rod of wisdom swallow his scepter of light, then I We can definitely make him your Majesty’s most devoted lackey!”
Wu Tie glanced sideways at Miwu, this guy is indeed a wise god.
Haha, he is very familiar with killing people with a borrowed knife and seeking personal gain. He is very familiar with all kinds of tricks.
However, this is exactly what Wu Tie wants to do. He looked at the subordinates around him and grinned.
Forget it about these guys from the Wu clan.
Let them beat Sheng Rong severely, or they will really beat him to death. These careless guys will not be able to hold back.
As for Huang Lang and others who had just arrived, they had just condensed the Tao Seal and had no control over their soaring magic power. It was not appropriate for them to take action.
"Shengrong, welcome to join us!" Wu Tie smiled and looked at Shengrong, waving his right hand lightly.
A black sword light whizzed away, and Saint Rong screamed. The scepter in his hand burst out with dazzling divine light, covering him heavily.
But the black sword light pierced through tens of thousands of divine light barriers in one fell swoop, and a 'chi' sound penetrated the Saint's chest.
Shengrong roared loudly, and his seven orifices spurted out silvery white plasma at the same time.
The boiling high-temperature plasma turned into a large piece of white light when it hit the air. Shengrong's body shook violently, and the scepter in his hand released a white light on him. Wu Tie saw in shock that the sword wound on Shengrong's chest suddenly Heals without leaving any trace.
Not only that, the aura of Shengjong, which had declined a lot, suddenly returned to its peak state.
Wu Tie's face became serious. It seems that the information recorded in Lao Tie's inheritance is correct. The defense and healing power of the God of Light are extremely abnormal... It seems that he wants to beat the Holy Army into the Mist. It's really not an easy thing to be on the verge of death.
"Very good, I can rest assured." Wu Tie smiled at the one hundred brothers behind him and pointed at Shengrong: "Beat him until he is close to death..."
"Your Majesty, I can do it too." Wutou suddenly raised his head and stared at Wu Tie with piercing eyes: "I want to beat the Holy Rong, not just for a day or two... Hehe, he used to rely on the Gods of Light to defeat us Barbarian Gods. The clan is just a little bit stronger, and just because he is a little bit richer than me, he treats me like a bitch by calling me around... I've wanted to beat him up for many years!"
Wu Tie smiled: "Go, go!"
Seeing the terrifying power of the scepter in the hands of Shengrong, Wu Tie felt relieved.
Misty smiled brightly.
Wu Tou and a group of Wu Clan men with tall oxen and horses, who could run horses with their fists and sail boats with their arms, surrounded them with strange smiles.
Shengjong's face was stiff and he screamed: "Fight, fight... The great light is staring at us... Our noble soul will never be possessed by the evil god, and our free and noble soul will never be possessed by the evil god. under control.”
Shengrong roared loudly, but the more than a thousand members of the God of Light Clan behind him froze in the air, suppressed by the auras of more than a thousand nobles and unable to move.
Wutou was the first to pounce and punched Shengjong hard in the face, knocking him directly from mid-air to the ground.
A group of wolves and tigers from the Wu clan rushed forward and beat Shengrong severely.
Mist and Phantom Mist smiled heartily.
Xuyou, who was forcibly subdued by Misty with the staff of wisdom, smiled happily.
The 30,000 Dark Soul Gods were laughing so hard, and they were all extremely happy—the Light Gods were the natural enemies of the Dark Soul Gods, and the two sides were natural enemies of each other. Seeing the Saint being beaten so brutally, Their joy was simply indescribable.
Youshang gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and exhaled heavily.
Although he surrendered, even though his life and death were controlled by others, and he became Wu Tie's lackey Eagle Dog, You Shang also laughed happily when he saw the miserable appearance of Sheng Rong.
That's it for people. Seeing someone who is more unlucky than yourself always gives you inexplicable comfort.
For some 'people', as long as they live happily, what does the life and death of others have to do with them? As long as you live a comfortable life, the more miserable others live, the more inexplicable pleasure you will feel
"Yeah, as long as I live a good life... After I die, who cares about the flood?"
Tens of billions of miles away from the Dizi Yi No. 5 battlefield where Wu Tiewu Kingdom is located, on a vast continent, the boundless demon army surrounded a majestic city that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles.
A ball of blazing golden light was suspended above this majestic city. In the golden light, a Buddha figure could be faintly seen sitting cross-legged.
The golden light turned into a golden glass cover, covering the entire city. The golden light and thunder fire roared down, blasting the demon soldiers with ferocious faces who were charging crazily outside the city to pieces, and then ignited their bodies and turned them into balls of golden flames.
This is the battlefield No. 9 of Dizi Yi.
This majestic city is the capital of the Glazed Buddha Kingdom.
The entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom has fallen, and now only the capital city, the "Liu Li Pure Land", is still stubbornly resisting the crazy attacks of countless demon armies.
Outside the east gate of Liuli Pure Land, on a high mountain made of human skulls, more than a hundred demon lords with a strong aura lined up, grinning at Liuli Pure Land who was resisting tenaciously.
Hundreds of human beings dressed in silk and satin, with gorgeous clothes, knelt down humbly in front of the thrones of these demon kings, looking at the glazed pure land shrouded in golden light with smiles on their faces.
A demon king with a dragon head and black scales constantly opening and closing all over his body roared in a low voice: "Damn the Pure Land of Glazed Glass, the damn Relic Pagoda of the True Buddha of the Third World... When can you open the city defenses and let the sons in?"
The dragon-headed demon lord showed a hint of madness as he gritted his teeth and said, "Three thousand years ago, I told your monk king that I would use his head as a urinal!"
A man with gorgeous clothes and a fat belly lay on the ground and turned around, smiling flatteringly at the Dragon-headed Demon Lord: "Right away, right now, Black Dragon Lord, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, after all... Although the Monk King was Several demon lords joined forces and were seriously injured, but the Liuli Pure Land is heavily defended, so it will take some time for that master to succeed!"
A wolf-headed demon king next to the Black Dragon Lord snorted coldly: "I can't wait any longer. If we can't break the city for another hour, I will pick twenty people from among you as snacks... If we can break the city smoothly, the descendants of Liuli Buddha Kingdom will The people are the livestock we raise... you are our herdsmen, hahahaha!"
All the demon lords laughed crazily and stared at the Pure Land with scarlet eyes.
The Black Dragon Lord touched the dragon beard at the corner of his mouth and murmured: "However, the decree passed down by the saint ancestors requires us to kill all the human race... Tsk, we are only allowed to leave a little bit of human race... This small amount of human race is enough. not enough?"
The Wolf-headed Demon Lord lowered his voice: "Idiot, that's what the Saint Ancestors said. To kill all the human race, only one human race per million is allowed to be left... won't we prepare more ambushes? Tsk, these human races, kill them all. 70%, and the remaining 30% will only take a few years to become fat, plump and tender again!"
All the demon lords laughed again.
In the Pure Land of Glazed Glass, on the top of a pagoda towering into the clouds, a middle-aged man with a handsome face sighed in a low voice: "After I die, do you care if the floods turn to the sky? As long as I live a good life, you guys I don’t care about your life or death.”
Sighing, the middle-aged man glanced at the dozens of bald monks lying on the ground at the top of the pagoda, shook his head, gently took off the human-head-sized relic of the real Buddha from the altar on the top of the pagoda, and then swallowed it in one gulp. In the belly.
The golden light that enveloped the entire Glazed Pure Land suddenly disappeared.
Countless demon soldiers outside the city were stunned, then roared crazily and rushed towards the four walls like a flood.
In the Liuli Pure Land, countless scarred bald monk soldiers were stunned, each one roaring crazily and waving various weapons towards the demon army that suddenly surged up on the city wall.
"Brothers, it's our turn!" Black Dragon Lord laughed wildly: "Today, the Glazed Buddha Kingdom was destroyed."
A quarter of an hour later, the imperial city of the Glazed Buddha Kingdom collapsed and shattered, and a large pit thousands of miles deep sank into the ground.
The contemporary monk king of the Liuli Buddha Kingdom died in the battle, and the inheritance of the Liuli Buddha Kingdom was extinct. In the imperial city, a hundred frontline warlords from Wa Island were swallowed up cleanly by the wolf-headed demon king, and the entire army was wiped out.