Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Fourth Military and Civilian Relatives

Beijue Ridge, after experiencing years of waves, Beijue Ridge has become more majestic and steeper, towering into the clouds, looking from the northernmost grassland to Beijue Ridge, it is like a sky gate separating the vast territory.

The army of the three saints is mighty, they have already reached the silver wall of the Juling Mountains through the banner of the gods and gods, and the whole army is distributed on the back of the mountain with the momentum of a crouching dragon, oppressing the steep mountain range with an invisible momentum, There is also the fortress city-state with a large scale.

The dark vortex that appeared in the previous earth temple blocked their progress. Fortunately, they have also arrived at the attack site, and it is not too late.

The leader of the Three Holy Descendants Army is Li Ce. He is young and promising, he is the chosen person of the Ming God Clan, and he is also very likely to become the leader of the top ten ancestry tribes.

This expedition was an order issued by God Mingmeng himself. As a foreigner, if he wants to fully gain the trust and care of a god like God Mingmeng, he must do everything he ordered and not lose anything.

Therefore, if God Mingmeng wanted him to level the land of Lichuan, then he would not give this land a sliver of vitality!

Mortals must not challenge the majesty of God!

"Sage Li, this land, especially the people in the city-state of Zulong, are as tenacious as cockroaches and bedbugs, they can't be trampled to death, and they can't be killed. This time, Saint Li will definitely wipe them out!" Ming Lianjie Said.

As a descendant of the Ming God Clan, Ming Lianjie came to conquer with the God Clan army before, but he didn't get any benefits, and the Ming God Clan dispatchers stumbled here one after another.

Ming Lianjie became a prisoner of the Zulong City State, and was imprisoned by Zhu Minglang for at least half a year. Finally, after some negotiations, Ming Lianjie left the prison.

Returning to the Ming God Clan in disgrace, Ming Lianjie practiced hard, and suddenly became a king-level powerhouse, but when he knew that there was already a demigod-level existence in the Ancestral Dragon City-State, Ming Lianjie felt ashamed. Dead ashes, he would never have imagined that his cultivation speed was not as fast as that of people living in remote mountains and remote areas.

Just when Ming Lianjie was about to give up the idea of ​​occupying the entire Lichuan and Jiting, suddenly the army of the Three Saints wanted to capture the Jiting. Ming Lianjie, as the envoy of the gods who had been sent here before, naturally became the three great gods It is already a supreme honor for the leader of the ethnic group to be a small focus on such a big occasion. No matter how pathetic their record was before, now it is the official army of the Mingshen clan who wants to attack the extreme court. It is impossible to have a chance to resist again!

Let's start with the land of Lichuan, the most hateful city-state of Zulong, he knows that Lianjie must pay with blood! !

"To deal with a Netherland,

You can be so embarrassed, Ming Lianjie, at least you grew up with me, why haven't you stepped into the state of demigod, this makes it difficult for me to help you, brother. Li Ce looked at Ming Lianjie and sighed.

"I am naturally dull, how can I compare with you. By the way, I will capture the Zulong city-state in a while, don't be in a hurry to slaughter, some people are left alive, I will take them back in a livestock shed, and torture them !” Ming Lianjie said.

"Up to you." Li Ce said lightly, his eyes looking at Jue Ling Fortress, as if he was talking to himself, with a bit of cold arrogance in his tone, "Even if some shrimp soldiers and crab generals are ready to fight, they can't change their trampled attitude." destiny!"

As the commander-in-chief, Li Ce flew directly above the fortress of Jue Ling city-state, condescending, standing on the huge and persistent city-state, overlooking these people whose cultivation level was far inferior to his own.

"My god, Meng, ordered me to come here to do something..." Li Ce said indifferently, like a dragon flying into a pool of snakes, full of disdain and contempt.

However, Li Ce hadn't said anything yet, when suddenly a terrifying aura came from the black sky behind him.

A huge dragon figure slowly emerged in the dark night, and a pair of wings hanging from the sky gave people a sense of suffocation and oppression.

The dragon waved its wings and stayed on the night sky. It raised its claws and slapped a living person towards Li Ce like a ball.

Li Ce took a closer look, and found that the ball man looked familiar, it was actually Xu Cheng, a divine army master of their Mingshen clan.

"Mr. Xu, what's wrong with your face..." Li Ce glanced at the extremely mighty Yan Wanglong with lingering fear, and then at Mr. Xu Cheng.

"This one, keep it for my God." Xu Cheng held a piece of bloody cloth in his arms.

Li Ce was a little confused. He took the cloth wrapped in something, opened it, and found an arm inside!

The arm seemed to be torn off not long ago, and the blood was not dry. At the same time, from the broken part of the wound, one can imagine how painful the owner of the arm was when it was pulled off!

"Whose arm is this?" Li Ce asked suspiciously.

Xu Cheng didn't dare to say his name, so he could only point to the sky with his finger.

Li Ce followed the trend and saw the extremely dim Mingmeng God Star! !

It's the God of Mingmeng! !

Recalling that not long ago, these descendants of the gods lost their deterrence to the dark night spirits, Li Ce seemed to be blown away by thunder, and his eyes instantly became hollow and lifeless!

My god's arm was chopped off! !

How is this possible! !

In the minds of all their descendants, God Mingmeng is an invincible god!

"Yes... who did it divinely??" Ming Lianjie flew up unsteadily, and asked in disbelief.

"It's the god of this territory, with the surname Zhu..." Military strategist Xu Cheng pointed to the land behind the Jue Ling city-state fortress, and said cautiously.

"Zhu...Zhu...Zhu's surname???" Ming Lianjie almost dislocated his jaw when he heard that!

Ming Lianjie has been a prisoner in Zulong City-State for so long, and the person he hates the most is Zhu! ! !

"Then what should we do now??" Li Ce was also dumbfounded, the arrogant and disdainful attitude on his face before had completely disappeared, replaced by the dazed and anxious look of the bad news.

"According to the above." The military adviser took out another piece of paper, the words on it were still written with the blood of their gods, it was so eye-catching.

Li Ce and Ming Lianjie read what was written on the note, almost foaming at the mouth and fainting on the spot.

...

In the city-state fortress of Beijueling, Zheng Yu, Hong Geng, and Pang Kai stood on the top of the watchtower of the fortress. The three of them were ready to fight until dawn with the army of Mingshen clan.

The swords are on the verge of breaking out, and the murderous aura formed by the majestic armies of both sides has already formed a biting wind whistle over the canyon, rustling!

"My God commanded me to do one thing..." At this time, Li Ce adjusted his way of speaking again. The first half of the sentence was exactly the same as what he said before, but the second half of the sentence, Li Ce almost wanted a different way. Feeling that I want to die socially, I said in a gentle, modest and polite tone, "At the end of spring and summer solstice, your farmland must still need to be plowed. My god specially ordered our Mingshen tribe's three holy descendants to help you plow the farmland in Lichuan. Please don't reject our sincere heart to plow the fields!"

After saying these words, Li Ce gave an order, ordering the whole army to throw down their glaring weapons and armor, and go to those barren fields with bare hands, and use their hardworking hands to plow the soil!

The eyes of Zheng Yu, Hong Geng, and Pang Kai almost popped out.

This scene was so grotesque and absurd that even the storyteller wouldn't dare to talk nonsense like that!

But the fact is that before our eyes, the menacing army of the three holy descendants has entered Lichuan. When they see the fields, they will stem them, and when they see the land, they will reclaim them. The most terrifying thing is that these people are strong and physically strong. The people's enthusiasm for farming and farming couldn't be stopped. At first, the Lichuan military guards thought that these people were playing tricks, including those farmers who lived in the first generation of Beijueling. They thought that the bandit army was admitted to the hospital. Being dealt with like a storm by these mighty gods of the Mingshen clan, the efficiency is quite astonishing!

It is rumored outside that the army of the Mingshen tribe is so brutal and terrifying, but the army of the Sansheng tribe has changed the people of Lichuan's view of the Mingshen tribe with their own power. Ji Gong...

Lichuan and Jiting are quite rich in spirits, so fields, valleys, and mountains full of spiritual power are born all the time. Unfortunately, there are still not enough practitioners in Lichuan and Jiting, and the speed of land reclamation is still not fast enough. The arrival of the clan army solved the serious shortage of manpower in the nearest Sichuan...

Zheng Yu was stunned for a while, seeing that god-level figure Li Ce approaching humbly with a smile on his face.

"I see that there are a group of poisonous insects and beasts in your Jue Ling, which seriously affects your agriculture and commerce. I have a few good hands, and I will let them clean up the insect valley, so that your people can still live in the insect valley. Raising Ganoderma lucidum... Sigh, please don't be polite, my god personally ordered us to come here to do things, if we can't satisfy you, my god will blame us after we go back. Farming and opening up wasteland is not a kind of work for our Holy Army. Practice!" Li Ce said.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Zheng Yu scratched his head, and his whole body was also fainted.

"Remember to give us a few good words for the three holy descendants."

"Zheng is not talented, write a few lines of hymns to Your Excellency and Your Divine Army?" Zheng Yu thought about it, but he didn't know if this would work.

"It couldn't be better, it couldn't be better!!" Li Ce was extremely grateful, as if he had found a treasure!

Zheng Yu immediately picked up his pen to write poems.

Li Ce didn't understand poetry, but when he saw these lines of Zheng Yu's poems, his eyes lit up, and he was full of praise!

Taking the poem, Li Ce hastily handed it over to Military Adviser Xu Cheng, hoping that Military Adviser Xu Cheng could take the hymn to redeem God.

Xu Cheng was also very excited.

My God is saved, my God is saved.

However, Yan Wanglong was not in the mood to wait for him at the same place, and returned to Zhu Minglang's side through the dark whirlpool early on.

Xu Cheng hastily ordered to search for a genius who knows how to shuttle through the dark vortex, and finally found Ming Ji.

In fact, there are no such dark things as Tianshalong and Yan Wanglong, and it is quite dangerous to travel through the dark whirlpool, but considering that it is related to my god's life, Ming Ji had no choice but to take the lead of the divine army master Xu Cheng to shuttle through the dark whirlpool.