Chapter 694: 1 Year Later, 0 Cangjie

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No one thought that the Three Plants Grottoes would be so ghostly that Shenhou Yuanshen would live in an old body.

At this moment, the four fighters from Long Bo Holy Land and Six Jiao Holy Land were not calm. Although the gods and primordial spirits were trapped in the body of the warriors in the Holy Realm, the gods were gods, and the power and supernatural powers they erupted would definitely exceed the Holy Realm .

As the direct participants in the battle of luck, the warriors of the two great caves have already received advance advice from the clan, and the three major caves will expel the mountains, seas and caves in advance.

There is a god Hou Yuanshen hidden in the three caves, who should be guarded against?

It's obvious!

Once they work together to expel Shanhaidongtian and Daxia first, the rest will be their bad luck.

"granduncle!"

Looking at the old man who was locked in the light beam, Mu Jiuhan shouted that in this short moment, even if he lived for a long time and experienced a lot of time, he was in a trance.

Mountains and caves! Mountains and caves!

Could it be that this mountain and sea cave is really so naive!

In order to seal the uncle's primordial spirit into the body of the Holy Realm, and to prevent being detected by luck, the three caves paid a huge price, which was enough to create a god.

But it happened to be disturbed by a fat man.

Feeling the eyes of Uncle Long and the warriors of the Six Flood Dragon Holy Land, Mu Jiuhan didn't know what to do for a while!

"hurry up!"

At this time, Fatty's urging voice sounded again in Xia Tuo's spiritual world. Obviously, Fatty couldn't hold on anymore, and the primordial spirit of a god is not easy to control.

At this time, Xia Tuo had already reacted. Although the matter exceeded his expectations, it was fortunate that he was barely out of control.

"Elder Fat, this old man should be interested in this alliance, not necessarily to participate in the battle of luck."

In an instant, everyone's gazes fell on Xia Tuo. He was so open-eyed and talking nonsense, he fell asleep when he arrived. Was he interested in the regulations of the Battle of Luck?

"Patriarch Xia, pay attention to your identity."

Then, the fat brother looked at Xia Tuo indifferently, and said one word at a time.

Immediately, everyone saw that Xia Tuo's expression froze, and then he became frustrated. There was anger in his eyes, but he firmly suppressed it, not saying a word.

"That's right, my uncle came here to observe the rules of the battle of luck."

Fortunately, Mu Jiuhan came to his senses and slid down the pole that Xia Tuo handed over. Of course, he didn't show gratitude to Xia Tuo at all.

Believe it or not, my uncle came to see the statutes of the Covenant of the Battle of Fortune anyway.

Yes, it must be killed~!

"Humph!"

Fat Brother snorted coldly, retracted the jade ax in his hand, and at the moment the beam of light disappeared, an old voice sounded.

"Land of the Spirit Race, stop the gods!"

The next moment, a cyan figure flashed, and then the old man of Yuanshen also disappeared, and the thick white mist rolled outside, it was the ancestor of the spirit clan who made a move.

"Patriarch Xia, pay attention to your identity."

Just when everyone hadn't looked back, Fat Brother's voice sounded again, and no emotion could be heard. Everyone's eyes fell on Xia Tuo in response to the sound, and saw that Xia Tuo was about to say something, and his anger could not be volatile. look.

"Humph!"

Seeing everyone's eyes looking over, the fat brother snorted domineeringly, with a look of contempt, but neither Long Bo, nor the warriors of the Three Plants, nor the Six Flood Sacred Lands were in contact with his eyes. Turn aside.

For a moment, suddenly fell into a strange silence, Da Xia looked at me and I looked at you, and didn't know how to speak.

Fat Brother's attack interrupted Mu Jiuhan's attempt to control the rhythm of the alliance. As for the warriors in Long Bo Holy Land and Six Jiao Holy Land, they were shocked by Fat Brother's attack.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo was also very anxious. He was overwhelmed with fright.

We don't know when Fatty had this trick.

This is all right, all of them are defeated.

Fat Brother also understood in front of his eyes that he had used his strength to frighten these people.

After thinking up to this point, there was no need for Xia Tuo to say anything, he snorted coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, aren't you going to be a member of the alliance? Yes."

"Three hundred thousand people, three supernatural beings, three supernatural beings, five first-level supernatural powers, and two witch sects, but these are all determined by you. I don't want to lose face.

Let's do it this way, my cave master said that the regulations you set are still in order, so take one head and one tail, and remove the holy place in the middle. "

After finishing speaking, Fat Brother looked around, landed on the warriors of the Six Flood Dragon Holy Land, and asked, "Do you have any opinions?"

"Just right."

Hearing the sound, Jiao Hun arched his hands and said, it doesn't hurt to lose the martial arts in the state of law. Anyway, there are few of us. The warriors of the Six Jiao Holy Land stimulate their blood, and their supernatural powers can match the ordinary state of law.

"Can."

Long Jingshi also echoed, after he spoke, Long Yaoshi on the side didn't make much noise.

At this moment, seeing the two cave warriors looking towards him, Mu Jiuhan knew that the matter had come to an end, and it was useless to object, after all, the rift had already formed.

"Okay, then it's settled, you can continue to discuss."

After finishing speaking, Fat Brother closed his eyes and stopped talking. At this moment, let alone how beautiful he is, the conscience of heaven and earth finally gave him the opportunity to let Xia Tuo cooperate with him, sweeping away all the troubles for many years. The resentment of being oppressed.

Cool!

"The battle of luck is based on the totem battle contract of the tribal alliance a long time ago. Even if the oldest ritual of the human race cannot be followed due to the change of the times, the rules still have to be followed, right?"

Seeing that no one made a sound, Xia Tuo said warmly, his tone was not overbearing at all.

"Patriarch Xia is right."

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Black Dragon clan echoed and said: "We should follow the rules. We must formulate detailed contract rules, so that Daxia can fight the war in the most fair way. Even if we lose, we will be convinced."

At this moment, Long Yaoshi was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Long Jingshi beside him, and then said: "The initial rules have been set, but they are not rigorous. In order to prevent any accidents, such as returning ancient soldiers, gods The seal of the Hou, the decree, and any seizure of homes must be expressly prohibited, and they must be placed in the contract to declare to the heavens, and those who violate it will not be reborn forever."

Long Yaoshi's words made Mu Jiuhan's mouth twitch.

"good!"

Xia Tuo also nodded, and said, "Since the number of people participating in the battle of luck has been determined, let's discuss the details in detail."

...

Beyond the clouds and mist, Patriarch Ling stood tall in the void. Under the cover of the white mist, his body seemed to be unreal. He quietly watched the four great uncles and warriors from the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven who were discussing the details on the top of the mountain.

The streamer in his eyes flickered, making it impossible to guess what was in his heart.

After a long time, Patriarch Ling's eyes suddenly turned into killing light.

"not the right time yet!"

In an instant, an illusory sound came into Patriarch Ling's spiritual world, and then the murderous light in his eyes calmed down, and he returned to his cloudy appearance again.

"Daqi will not take the rise and fall of the barren land human race as the price, not in the past, and will not in the future!"

The deep voice floated in the white mist, but it was confined within a three-foot radius around Patriarch Ling's body, and it didn't reach the outside at all.

"Where is the future!"

Patriarch Ling murmured, and his figure disappeared into the clouds.

"The barren land has never had a great enlightenment, but the great enlightenment has brought disaster to the barren land."

An illusory figure emerged from the white mist, dressed in a long robe with dragon patterns, golden crow, and laurel moon as the lining, wearing a flat sky crown, and wearing dragon boots.

The face of phantom can be vaguely seen as the face of a young man, with a vaguely immature look.

After three breaths, Xu Ying shook his head and completely dissipated in the clouds.

...

The four major tribes plus the Holy Land of the Cave, a group of people discussed for half a month and listed thousands of rules.

Any power that surpasses the realm of supernatural powers is not allowed to appear, whether it is ancient magic weapons, witch weapons, true spirits, puppets, war beasts, armor,... seizing homes, reincarnation, branding of gods, decrees, etc.

...

Those who are strong in the Wu Zong realm must not exceed the mid Wu Zong realm, must not control puppets, and must not pre-predetermine curses, blood taboos, blood sacrifices, and evil methods.

...

The eloquent battle contract is full of white dragon skins, almost not enough for the dragon skins produced by this white flood dragon at the peak of the lord.

It's more than 100,000 words, and it's almost missing eating, drinking, and sleeping. It can be said that it has truly followed the simple and honest rules of the ancient human race, and everyone used similar strength to fight.

The white dragon skin was spread on the top of the mountain, with densely packed words on it, and a little bit of blood at the bottom, which were the marks left by the uncles and Dongtian warriors.

With this imprint, whoever dares to play with flowers, then just wait for the end.

This contract is mainly to limit the warriors of the highest realm. The further down, there are no restrictions on the warriors of Tianmai and Mountain Kai.

After all, out of the 300,000 people, ninety-nine percent are warriors below the Divine Hidden Realm. In the Totem War Ge contract, the main battles are these ordinary warriors from various ministries. Generally speaking, the higher the strength, the more they will fight at the end.

This contract was divided into four parts, each with the aura of warriors from the four clans. To be precise, Dongtian Holy Land also participated in the war wearing the skin of the tribe.

"One year later, the battle of luck will begin in Qiancang Realm!"

After saying a word, Mu Jiuhan took Mu Qingyun to leave first. He needed to go back and report the accident of the alliance to the cave master, so that the clan could prepare early.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother also left in a hurry. The remaining Liujiao and the warriors from the Holy Land of Longbo looked at each other, clasped their hands tacitly, tore apart the clouds and disappeared on the mountain top.

Watching everyone disappear, the figure of Patriarch Ling appeared.

"One year later, Thousand Blue Realm!"

"I've been waiting for ten thousand years, and it's finally here!"

The phantom figure reappeared, even if it was a phantom, it still had an aura of contempt.

"Old Ancestor, don't get involved with the Spirit Race, this is not a war for the Spirit Race."

Hearing this, Patriarch Ling was taken aback and shook his head slightly.

"Without Daqi, the spirit race would have perished long ago. My old bones can still hold the spirit gun. For Daqi, King Jing, and those who have died of resentment over the years, I will fight."