Wu Tie was finally able to stand up.
Wearing loose robes and skinny, Wu Tie took a deep breath and walked on the deck step by step.
With every step he took, the Divine Boat of All Souls Erosion and Sky Slaughter shook slightly.
Almost all the merit accumulated over the years was spent to condense all the avenues and side doors in the "Yuanshi Jing" into Tao Seals.
Infused with the power of merit, the innate spiritual light, that is, the origin of the soul has not been damaged. Instead, it has become much stronger and more magical because of the nourishment of the power of merit.
But the depletion of physical essence and blood is real.
Even after so many days of supplementation, Wu Tie's body was still very exhausted. But because of the condensation of Dao Seal, his power, whether it is magic power or physical power, has actually been improved tens of millions of times.
He had been extremely careful, but his exhausted body could not fully control the surge of power. Wu Tie, who was 'light-footed', almost made this giant ship with a radius of thousands of miles fall from the sky with every step.
Bai Yao stood a little further away, looking at Wu Tie quietly with eyes like water.
Crested Ibis and Xiaolong were always heartless. They sat on the top of the boat building, each carrying a wine jar, holding a braised pig head and gnawing happily.
Zhu Ganghe angrily squatted on the top of another ship building, watching the braised pig's head in the hands of Crested Ibis and Xiaolong - gnawing the pig's head in front of him. This was a slap in the face... these two little girls!
Wu Tie looked at Bai Yao, shook his head, and then looked at Xiaolong: "Xiaolong, try to attack me once."
Xiaolong was stunned, and then he happily dropped the wine jar in his hand, roared loudly, and picked up a giant mace full of evil energy. His body turned rapidly somersaulting in the air like a windmill, and he struck the head without hesitation. The blast hit Wu Tie on the forehead.
This strike was as fast as thunder, and no one, not even Bai Quan or the ministers of the Wu Kingdom around Wu Tie, had time to react.
When the mace hit Wu Tie's head, Huang Lang and Xia Hou Wuming yelled in unison: "You are outrageous!"
Xiaolong has successfully achieved the honorable rank with the help of Wu Guo's sacrifices.
That is to say, after achieving the honorable level, Xiaolong's bloodline power was completely stimulated. She was born with terrifying brute strength, and the several Dao Seals she condensed were all related to strength and magical changes in her physical body, which increased her power to a terrifying level.
Especially after her bloodline power was completely stimulated, Xiaolong's daily food intake became extremely terrifying, and her power surged every day.
Now purely in terms of physical strength, under Wu Tie's command, there are only a dozen or so most powerful Wu family sons, such as Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong, who can barely compete with Xiaolong. If they are not careful, they can still Will be suppressed by Xiaolong in reverse!
The mace in Xuanlong's hand was obtained by chance in the past few years. It is an innate spiritual weapon bred by heaven and earth. It is extremely heavy and powerful.
The stick hit Wu Tie's forehead firmly. Amidst the roars of Huang Lang and Xiahou Wuming, Wu Tie's body did not move at all. A spark splashed from his forehead. In full view of everyone, the weapon in Xiaolong's hand The mace exploded into more than a dozen pieces with a bang.
Xiaolong screamed in surprise, his hands were torn open, and from his elbows to the tips of his fingers, the bone-deep wounds continued to spurt out high-temperature blood.
She ignored her injuries and stared straight at the handle of the mace with only a small section left in her hand. She flattened her mouth and almost cried: "My club... the most convenient one in so many years." stick!"
Wu Tie was stunned and touched his forehead.
Xuanlong's stick came too fast. His body was now empty and he didn't have time to react. The stick hit his head firmly, and his body shook back on its own, and Wu Tie didn't have any control.
Unexpectedly, his physical body has become so strong.
He is clearly still in a state of exhaustion and depletion, but he can actually rely on his own counterattack power to shatter a real innate spiritual weapon
"Don't cry, don't cry... there is a good stick here." Wu Tie hurriedly selected a giant Skanda pestle collected by the ancestors of the Buddhist kings from the Buddhist treasury given to him by Jiaye, and handed it to Xiaolong with one hand.
Xiaolong had an unexpected encounter and got a good stick.
However, the Glazed Buddha Kingdom has been established for countless years, and the monks and kings of the past dynasties have countless treasures. This Wei Tuo pestle is also an innate spiritual weapon, but it has reached the level of a spiritual treasure. It is several times stronger than the mace of Xiaolong in terms of weight and various magical powers.
Xiaolong took the Skanda pestle and his arm sank slightly.
She held the Vedic Pestle and waved it. Feeling the boundless power in the Vedic Pestle, she immediately grinned: "Hiccup... Wu Tie, you are still loyal enough... But, how can your head become so bad?" So hard?"
The wound on Xiaolong's arm was healing rapidly. She approached Wu Tie and jumped up, wanting to see if Wu Tie's forehead was okay.
Looking at the short Cang Long jumping around in front of him, Wu Tie held her head down with one hand, and then nodded to Huang Lang and other officials of the Wu Kingdom: "At the meeting, there are some things we should take the initiative to do."
Wu Tie said in a deep voice: "We may not be great people, but if there are things we can do but don't do them... I feel very sorry in my heart."
In the largest cabin of the giant ship, Wu Tie sat high on the throne, with civil and military ministers and senior Wu clan officials standing on the left and right.
"I don't need any suggestions or strategies. I just need you to obey the order and do it." Wu Tie took out a jade tablet and threw it to Mo Wu in the train: "This is the blueprint of the Wanling Eclipse Sky Slaying Divine Boat. Collect materials as soon as possible and build as many new small-scale God-killing boats as possible."
"A hundred miles long, thirty-six miles wide, and twelve miles high." Wu Tie looked at Mo Wu: "I use Taichu Crown to create a time barrier to accelerate you to the extreme... I want to see the new style as soon as possible The appearance of a small-scale god-killing boat.”
"There is no limit to the number, the more the better, the faster the better." Wu Tie said solemnly.
Mo Wu held the jade plate tightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, all kinds of metal materials are piled up in the Wu Kingdom's warehouse. But to build the All Souls Eclipse Sky Slaying Divine Boat, the more important material is the giant monster... It is best to be a god-level giant. Demon, even the demon bone of a giant monster!"
Mo Wu stamped his feet: "The bones of all the giant monsters we killed in the Glazed Buddha Kingdom have been integrated into this god-killing boat."
Wu Tie nodded: "Fight with war, don't worry, countless demon bones will be sent soon."
Looking at the ministers of the Wu Kingdom present, Wu Tie said in a deep voice: "Lao Tie has a map of the distribution of human dynasties around the Wu Kingdom. There are 372 hunting grounds and 164 battlefields."
"Among these hunting grounds and battlefields, the distance is just right for our Wu Kingdom. We can teleport directly according to the spatial coordinates. There are 72 hunting grounds and 35 battlefields."
Wu Tie stood up and said slowly: "I give the order!"
The ministers of Wu State who were present straightened their waists at the same time and looked at Wu Tie. They didn't know what Wu Tie wanted to do, but with the current strength of the Wu Kingdom, no matter what Wu Tie did, they had enough strength to do it.
After sacrificing the heinous demons of the Supreme Demon Kingdom and the countless demon groups captured by the Glazed Buddha Kingdom, the number of senior masters in the Wu Kingdom has exceeded 10,000, and the total number has reached about 12,000.
This power... you can do anything!
"Lao Tie and Xia Hou Wuming will formulate a battle plan. The senior ministers of the Wu Kingdom will be divided into hundreds of teams. Each team will be equipped with tens of millions of Tianwu troops and 100 million giant soldiers to conquer these battlefields and hunting grounds."
"Everyone who is not a descendant of our human race, including monsters and monsters, will be killed if they resist."
"I allow you to recruit troops on the spot... Most of the human dynasties on those battlefields and hunting grounds have been defeated, and the survivors are lingering in dire straits. I allow you to recruit troops on the spot and support the war with war... To what extent can you do it? It all depends on your efforts!"
"Remember, this war is not to expand the territory, but to rescue the people."
"There is no need to worry about cities, villages or towns. They can be destroyed in the war. Save people and survive. This is the only purpose of this war."
Wu Tie stood in front of the throne, overlooking the numerous subjects majestically.
In front of his eyes, the densely packed human corpses floating on the sea on the first day he came to the Glazed Buddha Kingdom flashed across his eyes.
He seemed to see the human bodies being cooked in the cauldron.
He seemed to see the old, weak, women and children who fell to the ground and were torn apart by countless wild beasts.
Wu Tie coughed lightly and clenched his fists.
"I will personally lead a guerrilla army to coordinate all directions."
"This operation is called - 'Human Fire'!"
In the main hall, all the ministers of the Wu Kingdom were blushing and fell to their knees.
When the Wu Kingdom was preparing for a comprehensive sweep of the country, on Wa Island, Qing Ning was holding a jade belt made of several golden wires and inlaid with fist-sized jade, and carefully examined it.
Her husband, Gongsun Jun, the general manager responsible for all daily affairs of Wa Island, looked at the jade belts filled with preciousness and shook his head gently: "Qing'er, these jade belts are too luxurious, and they are not the same as my human race..."
Qing Ning glared at Gongsun Jun and said in a sweet voice: "Some old rules are inappropriate... Our human race, have we reached the point where we are at the end of our rope? Can't we even afford food? Look at the head of the human race, The clan leaders, all walking around in animal skins and rags all day long, who can show off their poor and miserable looks to whom?"
"Does wearing rags prove that they are fulfilling the ways of their ancestors? Does it mean that they are working hard to govern, and does it mean that they are working hard to endure hardship?"
"The old guys who set these rules..." Qing Ning pointed to his head: "This place is broken!"
Gongsun Jun shrugged his shoulders and remained silent.
Anyway, Qing Ning is in charge of this family. Qing Ning has arranged everything for him and his son Gongsun Yao, including food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Qing Ning has an extremely strong personality, and father and son dare not provoke her.
"Okay, Yao'er, this Nine Dragons jade belt is the most powerful and elegant, this is it." Qing Ning smiled and picked out a jade belt, and tied it upright around Gongsun Yao's waist.
The purple-gold robe was shrouded in deep clouds, and on the nine-dragon jade belt around her waist, nine tiny dragon shadows rolled, exuding a compelling aura.
Wearing a high crown of purple gold, cloud boots made of purple dragon silk, and a dazzling heart-covering armor on the upper body.
Gongsun Yao's dress today, in terms of luxury and richness, is comparable to Ji Baijie, the great deity in heaven.
Coupled with his tall and burly body and handsome face, he looked just like the God of the Divine Palace, majestic and aloof.
"Mom, this dress, isn't it..." Gongsun Yan looked at the figure reflected in the huge crystal mirror, her face turned a little red.
The entire human race follows the simple and unsophisticated style of their ancestors. Even the old matrons only wear long coarse cloth skirts.
His outfit is a bit too gorgeous.
Gongsun Jun couldn't help but said to the side: "Qing'er, that heaven is an empty shell now. Ji Ting and the others all died cleanly. The hundreds of millions of warriors in the entire **Magic Division were all killed by others." Use the magic power and it will disappear."
Shaking his head, Gongsun Jun sighed: "Such an empty shell, why did you let Yao'er take over?"
Qing Ning glanced at Gongsun Jun: "What an empty shell? What do you know? Not to mention other things, the refining methods of those thunder boats and floating clouds in his heaven are far superior to the refining skills that Wa Island currently possesses... "
"Besides, I don't care if Heaven is an empty shell."
"What I care about is how many people can I fit into this empty shell of Heaven..." Qing Ning patted Gongsun Yao and wiped away the dust that had just fallen.
"Being solely responsible for the affairs of heaven. This is the power given to me by the old mistress."
"Ji Baijie is dead, and his group of henchmen are also dead. They died just right. How many hands and feet did it save me?"
"Now it's up to me to use this empty shell you mentioned to help our Yao'er earn a big fortune."
Gongsun Jun coughed lightly: "If you want to use this empty shell to house people, I'm afraid it won't be that easy, right? Who would honestly fill it with his own elite soldiers?"
Qing Ning smiled and gently smoothed Gongsun Yao's long hair. She smiled confidently: "Do you think it's difficult? Let me see, why is it so simple?"
An hour later, in the core of Wa Island, in an ancient and huge stone palace, six elderly mistresses sat cross-legged on the ground, as silent as stone sculptures.
Qing Ning and Gongsun Yao, who looked embarrassed, formally appeared in front of the leaders of the human race.
Behind Gongsun Yao, there are a group of soldiers wearing golden armor, dazzling with brilliance and extraordinary momentum, which further highlights Gongsun Yao's majesty.
The so-called common people of the human race are the oldest clans among the huge human race, which originate from ancient times and can even be traced back to the earliest stage of origin of the human race.
Their surnames are directly inherited from those human emperors and even gods in myths and legends!
Each of their surnames has branched out into countless branches.
They are collectively referred to as "common people". In fact, there can be more than 500 such ancient clans in the entire human race.
The patriarchs of more than five hundred clans, the most powerful patriarchs of the human race, were sitting around the fire pit, holding coarse porcelain bowls, and drinking bitter tea, just like the most ordinary people of the human race.
Seeing Gongsun Yao's excessively gorgeous clothes, among the more than 500 patriarchs present, there were only 200 or so of them, and they all frowned and looked very unhappy.
The other three hundred or so clan leaders smiled, nodded, and looked at Gongsun Yao with admiration.
Qing Ning glanced at the unhappy-looking patriarchs and smiled gently at Gongsun Yao.
Gongsun Yao took a deep breath and released all his breath.
A terrifying wave of mana swept across all directions, and three thousand white qi rose into the sky, circling and flying behind him like a giant dragon. The Sensen Dao Yun was extremely fierce. Although he did not break through the Zun level, with the help of fellow practitioners of the Three Thousand Dao in the "Yuan Shi Jing", Gongsun Yao was strong enough to challenge the ordinary Zun level.
An old patriarch applauded and laughed happily: "He is truly my Qilin son of the human race!"
A quarter of an hour later, the patriarchs of the human race passed a unanimous decision - each clan would select a group of the most elite soldiers and generals to join the Heavenly Court, under the unified command of Gongsun Yao, to deal with the crisis of the human race.