Chapter 683: Make a Decision

Zidian Bobu.

After leaving Jumu Bobu, Xia Tuo headed towards Zidian Bobu. With Mu Qingyun's joining, his united front in the Northwest Wasteland was an initial success.

The next step is to bring in Zi Wuxiao from Zidian Bobu. Compared with Mu Qingyun, Zi Wuxiao is also a poor ghost. Warriors in Longbo Holy Land have always been domineering.

To put it simply, the fighters in Sanzhudongtian are ruthless, and they will not put things on the bright side. Mu Qingyun, who directly controls Mu Qingyun, has no temper, while the fighters in Longbo Holy Land directly look down on people in the wasteland, and treat people like ants. Wuxiao's life is naturally difficult.

Xia Tuo reckoned that it should be because the ancestors of Long Bo failed to neutralize it when they fused the giant's blood, or there was something wrong with their brains at that time, and it was passed down from generation to generation.

Under the night, in the wilderness thousands of miles away from Zi Dian Bo's department, a black-armored puppet appeared, with a big sword in his hand, and then stirred up the fighting spirit and tore apart the sky, thundering and thundering within a thousand miles.

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boom!

Thousands of miles later, in the land of the Zidian clan, a ray of golden light soared into the sky in an instant. The golden light seemed to reach the sky like a divine pillar, and a figure in a golden robe shot out.

On the wilderness, the black armor puppets turned into a black light and disappeared. Long Yaoshi chased after them, one by one running away.

Outside the Zidian Clan, Xia Tuo looked at Long Yaoshi who flew out, and spread his hands helplessly. It was too easy to do the math without intention.

Long Yaoshi is really cute.

Afterwards, he headed towards the depths of the Purple Lightning Clan without further delay. The Longbo Holy Land has been passed down for so long, so there is a reason for its existence. Being arrogant and short-tempered does not mean that they are really fools.

Not long after, Xia Tuo found where Zi Wuxiao was. He was healing his wounds in a small stone palace. The beast robe was still stained with blood. It seemed that he had just been hammered.

The clansmen in the Zidian Clan are very strange. They sit cross-legged in various parts of the clan, praying devoutly. Under his observation, the more pious the warriors with the strength at the end of the month, the more pious the warriors on the taller warriors. His breathing was disordered and he was struggling. He must have been hit by some kind of secret technique.

"You~"

Seeing Xia Tuo appearing in front of him so majestically, Zi Wuxiao was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

"Long story short..."

Then, Xia Tuo talked about the secret cooperation contract signed with Mu Qingyun, and the contract imprint was aroused. There is no way to deceive people about this.

Not surprisingly, Zi Wuxiao, who had been suffering a lot, had a flash of resentment in his eyes, and made a totem contract. The three parties swore to work together.

Afterwards, Xia Tuo quietly left Zidian Bo's department, and before leaving, he took another look at the silent figures in Zidian Bo's department. Falling out, people have to admire.

After contacting Zidian and Jumu, Xia Tuo returned directly to Daxia City. As for Heilong Bobu, he skipped it. Winning over Heilong meant that he was looking for trouble when he had nothing to do.

Zidian and Jumu agreed because of various factors, but they still needed to make a good plan, which was a matter of life and death for the tribe.

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Great Xia City, sleeping hall.

In the hall, six figures lined up.

At this moment, Xia Tuo gathered the five cabinet assistants together and began to perfect his plan for the united front.

"I think there are many dreams in the night. The Holy Land of the Cave has been passed down for so long. Naturally, there are countless magical techniques, even the secret techniques of reasoning and induction. Once the time is too long, the danger of exposure will be greater."

The God General of Haohai pondered, and then said: "The conquest depends not only on strength, but also on luck, it doesn't mean that if the preparation is complete, you will definitely win.

In the battle, luck also plays a big role. Every battle is a gamble. This time we can say that we are betting on the luck of the clan! "

As the only general among the crowd, who has been in the Sword King Valley and confronted the Yaozu for thousands of years, and has fought countless times, the God General of Haohai naturally has the right to speak.

"I agree with the words of the general of God.

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Fat Brother echoed, and then said: "Dongtian Holy Land has a sharp nose, we were able to contact Zidian and Jumu, mostly with mental calculations and unintentional elements, and every subsequent contact has the risk of being exposed, so the longer it takes , the more dangerous we are."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded. He agreed with the words of God General Haohai and Fat Brother, but the key point is that Daxia is not fully ready for the battle of clan fortune right now.

He has always been cautious and does not fight unprepared battles. Otherwise, the totem contract of Ivy Ancient City would not have been signed eight years ago. thought.

However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and some plans vary from time to time. This battle of luck is related to the future of the Northwest Frontier Desolation. To put it bluntly, the first battle can determine the situation in the Northwest. If Daxia wins, it is equivalent to forging the pattern of the Houbu. , There is a foundation for looking forward to fighting for the frontier wasteland.

As for Jumu, Zidian, and Black Dragon, if any one of the three races wins, the northwest luck will be cut off by the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven, and the general situation of the frontier and northwest luck will be completely decadent. Waiting for the next revival of luck, maybe three Five hundred years, maybe one or two thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, no one can say for sure.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said aloud: "Let me talk about our preparations. Ninety thousand armors, matching gas masks, various healing medicines, poison pills, etc. have been built in the hidden place. , the number of armors is not enough."

Having said that, Xia Tuo is not worried. If you want armor and equipment in the Eleven Dao of Great Xia, as long as you have enough materials, you can make millions of armor in a short period of time.

Thinking of this in his heart, Xia Tuo was a little dazed. Then I was going to be a fart, and millions of fully armed soldiers could be erupted casually.

Something must be wrong.

"Soldiers are not good enough. The battle of luck requires no more than a million people from each clan. The Jumu clan has recruited so many young warriors. The total number of fighters is only more than 70,000. There are only a few fighters in the God of Tibet. , the backbone is all in the Tianmai realm."

Xun Fenghou said out loud that compared to the main hall, he knew the situation in the northwest best.

"Elder Xun, estimate the number of people from each clan?"

"Less than 300,000."

Hou Xunfeng pondered, and then said: "This has wiped out a large number of elite fighters from all ethnic groups."

The elite warriors he mentioned are not all powerful people, but some warriors with good talent and vigorous blood. Some people are warriors at the peak of Tianmai and Shenzang Realm, but they are already three or four hundred years old. I am old and cannot be counted at all.

The top leaders of the Great Xia discussed for a long time, but in the end they still couldn't make up their minds. The final decision on this matter still rests with Xia Tuo.

The crowd dispersed, and he leaned on the wide wooden chair, his eyes pondering, thinking about his own plan. Right now, it seems that although it is risky to start the war in advance, after contacting Zidian and Jumu, Daxia also has an advantage.

After integrating luck in this battle, it is equivalent to swallowing the wilderness in the northwest and establishing the foundation of Houbu in one leap.

This big benefit is in front of us, and it is worth fighting for.

But this matter is related to the survival of Daxia, and it is not fun to anger the Holy Land, so he thought about it quietly, and when he came back to his senses, the night was already deep.

Then, Xia Tuo got up and walked out of the stone hall, and his figure moved towards a small courtyard in the distance. Under the spirit tree in the courtyard, Hou Fenghou was practicing cross-legged.

His whole body was permeated with a sense of perfection, and there were vague Taoist talismans, and the illusory Taoist talismans tended to form a ring.

"It seems that Elder Xun is not far from the law of cohesion."

Xia Tuo's voice woke up Xun Fenghou.

"It's also thanks to the blessing of the Great Xia Clan's luck that I have finally made progress over the years."

The step of supernatural powers crossing the land-opening state is really difficult. The transformation of the true soul, the transformation of the law, and the transformation of the divine aperture can be said to be the three major hurdles before the land-opening state.

Hou Xun Feng restrained his expression, and asked: "Patriarch, what's the big deal about visiting late at night?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded, and pondered: "There is a big event. The old God Hou has sealed the mountain for decades, and now the old God Hou needs to go out to fight and sit in the town. Otherwise, the strength of Daxia alone can't stop the impact of the Holy Land."

"It seems that the patriarch has made a decision."

Xun Fenghou nodded.

"I will set off immediately to return to Tianhou Mountain."

"Be careful to avoid the prying eyes of the Cave Heaven Holy Land, and don't let them find out."

"know."

Xun Fenghou disappeared under the night, Xia Tuo let out a long breath.

That's right, after spending an afternoon thinking about it, he finally decided that instead of taking the risk of being exposed, it would be better to catch the Holy Land by surprise.

Asking the old god to come out of the mountain is a means of escort.

After daybreak, Xia Ge sent an edict towards the land of the Eleven Paths of Great Xia.

The elite warriors formed by the eleventh order of the imperial edict are all assembled, ready to conduct battle trials, and the place of trials is a wild and ancient land, and this matter will be controlled by Haohai God in the future.

Fighting is naturally done by a professional person. He is responsible for coordinating the overall situation and playing tricks...strategies.

Except for mobilizing fighters, other things remained the same, Xia Tuo did not intentionally make the atmosphere in the territory tense.

After doing all this, Xia Tuo returned to Tianlu Mountain to see if he could take advantage of the general trend of the clan's fortune and comprehend the laws.

Judging from the current situation, the limited range of the strength realm of the Battle of Luck is below the realm of opening up land.

Although he is in the Holy Realm, there is still a big gap in strength between the Holy Realm and the Pioneering Realm. He divides the three conditions for supernatural powers to be promoted to the Pioneering Realm into three steps, and each condition is in no particular order.

Although it does not enter the ground-opening state, the power of the law far exceeds the Taoist talisman, and the state of the primordial spirit surpasses the state of the true soul. This is an indelible fact. God, whoever is strong and who is weak in innate strength is enough to pull away. Quick eye reading novel reading_