Chapter 872: Finally Doing It
Sitting on Wangfeng, in a stone pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, the small red clay stove on the stone table was bubbling hot steam. Sitting Valkyrie lifted the stove and filled three cups with boiling hot tea. He picked it up and took a sip. Tianwu Shen said: "Junior brothers and younger sisters have a taste of being a brother's craft!"
"Senior brother's tea is naturally excellent."
Wuwu Valkyrie smiled and picked up the teacup, took a sip, then nodded appreciatively: "It's really good."
But Tongtian Martial God didn't make a move, she looked at the leisurely Zaowang Martial God with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Eldest brother, if you do this, you may attract wolves into the house!"
Immediately, the Misty Valkyrie froze, and a hint of meaningfulness flashed in his eyes.
On the other hand, Zuo Wang Martial God had the same expression as usual: "Junior Sister, those who do great things must not stick to trifles! Besides, with our brothers and sisters around, the demons and monsters will not dare to be too presumptuous!"
Tongtian Martial God continued: "But once the two races of demons and demons break through the seven battlefields, it will be difficult to drive them out. Besides, the human race is in chaos now, and their resistance must be much worse than before!"
Hearing this, Zuowang Martial God smiled disapprovingly. He brought the teacup to his lips, pecked it lightly, and continued: "Wouldn't it be better, when the three of us make a move to turn the tide, those lowly ants will be even more serious." Thank you so much!"
Tongtian Martial God's eyes were even colder: "Brother, don't forget, we also grew up from the ants in your mouth."
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Zuowang Martial God was not annoyed at all: "We did grow up from ants, but now, we are gods, and we are no longer the same kind as those ants. What we pursue is longevity, breaking the cage of this world, and entering a new world. Advanced world!"
"Eldest brother is right, what we are pursuing now is different from ordinary people, so junior sister, you don't have to sing against the elder brother, just follow the arrangement of the elder brother!" Misty Martial God said with a smile.
Tongtian Martial God took a deep look at Zuo Wang Martial God and Misty Martial God: "I'm not feeling well, so I'm leaving first, but I want to remind my elder brother, it's easier to ask God than to send God away, don't fail to end when the time comes!"
As soon as the words fell, the figure of the God of Martial God soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"Hey, I didn't expect that after so many years, my junior sister's temperament is still like this...!" Misty Martial God sighed.
"It's okay, as long as he doesn't disrupt our plan!" Zuo Wang Martial God said lightly, but a faint murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Eldest brother, I'm afraid that kid Huang Liang has already received the news of the two clans of demons and monsters coming to attack, right? There are sects making trouble inside, and two clans of demons and monsters coming to attack outside, that kid is probably in a hurry!" Misty Martial God gloated road.
Speaking of this, Miwu Martial God's heart moved: "Elder brother, when are we going to take over the world?"
Hearing this, a gleam of greed flashed in Zuowang Martial God's eyes: "Now is not the time, when the situation is beyond control, we will appear as saviors, kill that kid, and seize his empire!"
"But senior brother, if the empire is captured, who will be the emperor?" Misty God of War said with flickering eyes.
In the past, the three Martial Gods of Zuowang didn't know that Jianguo could make luck come. After Song Yan founded the country, they realized that their efficiency in stealing the luck of the human race was too slow, so they moved their minds and planned to replace it. As long as they become emperors, they can also get a lot of luck, even more luck than they have stolen for hundreds of years.
Once they have a lot of luck, they can convert it into lifespan through the secret method, so that they have more time to comprehend a higher realm. As for whether the refining of luck will lead to the weakening of the human race, it is not their consideration. , because by that time, they had already broken through the current realm and ascended to another world.
Glancing at the Misty Martial God, Zuo Wang Martial God smiled and said, "Didn't it be agreed, the world is divided into three! Each of us controls the destiny of a country!"
"Eldest brother, doesn't the three points in the world mean that the luck also needs three points? I don't think my junior sister agrees with our approach, why not us...!" At this point, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Misty Martial God: "As long as you kill After losing her, we can not only obtain her godhead, but also refine our cultivation level, and when the time comes, the luck will be shared by the two of us, so will our chances of breaking through be even greater?"
"Junior Brother, you don't even want to kill me, do you?" Zuo Wang Martial God's face suddenly turned cold.
Miwu Martial God's face changed slightly, and he quickly explained: "Eldest brother, how dare you, besides, my cultivation is not as good as yours, so I don't dare even if I have that idea, not to mention, I don't even have time to respect the elder brother, how dare I have it?" The idea of being addicted to brother, take a step back, that Huang Liang's child has good luck, none of us may be able to take him down, only the two of us can kill him with confidence, so, I can't do without brother, brother Without the help of my younger brother, I can’t accomplish anything, but my junior sister seems a little redundant!"
"Junior brother is telling the truth?" Zuo Wang Wushen looked deeply at Misty Wushen, as if he wanted to see through his heart.
"Absolutely sincere!"
"Well, I promise you, brother!"
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The news that the two races of demons and monsters joined forces to attack the Seven Great Battlefields quickly spread throughout the world.
This time, the words of the Valkyrie are even more confirmed.
For a while, except for the five provinces divided by the southeast two regions and the three provinces closest to Shengjing, there was no rebellion, and the sects in the twenty-eight provinces in the world rose up and attacked the imperial city.
For a moment, the entire Great Wu Empire was filled with gunpowder.
In the palace, go to the study room.
All the high-level military and government officials gathered here.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now, should we stop the civil strife first, or resist the attack of the demons first?" Lei Jiuming asked loudly.
Song Yan did not show worry at all because of internal and external troubles, but showed a meaningful smile: "The time has come, it is time to clean up the mess, the seven battlefields have a formation that I personally arranged, and in the next three months, the monsters and demons will fight together." Don't even try to break through the clan, so we will use this March to quell the civil strife!"
On that day, an imperial edict came out from Shengjing, announcing it to the world, ordering all rebel sects to surrender immediately, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!
The twenty-eight provinces in the world are all rebelling. From the perspective of the sects in the world, the empire is already on the verge of collapse. Therefore, they will not take this paper of edict seriously, and still go their own way to attack the city.
Today's Wanyang sect has occupied the entire territory of the southeast province, and a large amount of resources and gold and silver are sent to the sect every day.
But just today, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of Wanyang Zongshan Gate.
The leader was a young man wearing a dragon robe, and behind him were hundreds of powerful warriors wearing bronze masks.
Song Yan glanced at Wanyangzong, and then softly uttered a sentence: "No one above the great master will be left!"
As soon as the words fell, all the hundred dragon guards turned into streamers and rushed into Wanyangzong.