Chapter 675 Three Years, Bet
The action of the Dragon King and the Tiger King was very fast. After the declaration of regional independence, a huge legion was quickly formed. Soon, the demon area was divided into three parts.
The Dragon King leads the Dragon King Demon Domain, the Snake King Demon Domain, the Tianji Clan, the Bull King Demon Domain and the Sheep King Demon Domain, occupying half of the demon clan and is the most powerful force for the demon clan.
The Tiger King occupies the Tiger King Demon Domain, the Dog King Demon Domain, the Rabbit King Demon Domain, and the Rat King Demon Domain, which is the second largest force after the Dragon King.
The three elders of the Pig Emperor College, the war elders, the inheritance elders and the punishment elders, together with the Pig King Demon Domain, the Horse King Demon Domain and the Monkey King Demon Domain, also formed a large force and ranked third.
The three forces divided the whole demon clan.
However, the three major forces after formation did not break out war, but were stepping up the integration of their own forces.
They understand that the wealth of this war has just begun, and whoever can complete their own integration as soon as possible can take the lead in the next power competition.
Compared with the smooth transition of the demon clan, the human race will be much more bloody and tragic.
The five major forces of the human race, competing with each other for territory, resources, etc., fell into a war of separation and suffered heavy casualties.
In a flash, three years have passed.
Today's Zhuhuang College has become the base of the forces of the three elders, and the major testing grounds have become a place to cultivate the new generation of strong people.
In some extremely secret areas of Zhuhuang College, even human practitioners appeared, and they appeared in major trial fields to refine blood and fire.
Zhu Zhu doesn't know the changes in the outside world. It's not that he doesn't want to know, but that he has no time to care about it.
In an inexplicable space, Zhu Zhu stood upright, and his whole body was soaked in the thick spring of life. His body became more and more tough and strong, but he did not wake up.
It's not that he doesn't want to wake up, but the battle continues.
Every inch of his body is a battlefield. In the past three years, the magic soldier elder still has not fully mastered Zhu Zhu's body. On the contrary, in this refinement, the pig emperor's body continues to be strong, and his [source array] has also evolved in this kind of battle.
In the past three years, the two sides have been in a tireless battle, you fight for me, you rob me and fight...
But no one can do anything about it.
"Damn! Damn it! Little beast, you can bear this kind of pain! I really underestimated you..."
For such roars, the elders of the divine soldiers often come.
It's really tight!
The king's power can't succeed in taking away a handsome rookie, and with the passage of time, the resistance of the rookie has greatly increased, but he is losing it.
How can he not be aggrieved?
"So Soul... Where the hell is your soul?" The elder of the magic soldier was angry for three years, roared for three years, worked hard for three years, and thought for three years, but still couldn't find Zhu Zhu Zhu's soul.
He can't find his soul or control his body, so he is very unwilling.
But there is nothing we can do if we are unwilling, because this is the truth and this is the result.
He can't accept it.
"No! Could it be that your soul has split into countless parts and entered the deepest part of your body? One day three years later, the elder of the divine soldier suddenly appeared.
So, Zhu Zhu's crisis appeared.
The divine soldier elder finally began to use the divine charm to invade his [cell]!
The battle is getting more and more tragic!
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The fourth heaven of the Pig Emperor's Hall.
Today's council hall is more towering than before, with a huge golden seat, which determines the status of their owners according to the size and color of the golden seats.
There are 3,000 gold seats in the whole council hall.
The owners of these golden seats are all high-level officials of Xuantian.
When Jinwu rose from the sky that day, figures shuttled into the hall of the council.
Today, the Xuantian high-level meeting is about to be held!
"Is there still no news?" Zhu Kongman was dressed in white, and his white clothes were better than snow. There was a faint worry on his handsome face. Three years have passed. Now that 30 years have passed since the fourth day of the Pig Emperor's Hall, Zhu Zhu hasn't come back yet.
"No." The master of the dark hall shook his head slightly.
"Well, let's go. Presumably the elders have arrived!" Zhu Kongman sighed and nodded. He first left the courtyard and flew to the council hall.
"The patriarch is coming!"
"See you, Lord!"
"Lord..."
Zhu Kongman appeared, nodded to the senior officials of Xuantian, and immediately sat on the first golden seat.
Soon, three thousand high-level officials of Xuantian arrived.
Zhu Kongman is on the left hand side, inheriting the elders, meritorious elders, punishment elders, Fengyuewang, Shangba and the new king Duanmuzheng, who are the five kings of Tianxuan.
Next to the king are Master Garros, Li Yun, Danfeng, Danyuan and other real figures of Xuantian.
The rest of the high-level officials are disciples of Xuantian who have grown up in the past 30 years, all of which are extraordinary in strength and lead one or several powerful legions.
Xuantian's legion battle array system is very successful. In the Pig Emperor Hall, the Pig Emperor College Trial Ground, and even the major demon refining caves are all places where these legions have experienced the battle between blood and fire, and these legions are extremely horrible.
"Three years! Ladies and gentlemen, in the past three years, everyone's efforts have been obvious to all, and everyone's achievements are also extremely remarkable..." Zhu Kong's calm voice circled in the hall, and the high-level Xuantian high-level officials listened quietly, and a solemn atmosphere permeated the hall.
The breath of the king and the breath of the saint are mixed together to form a special aura, and this aura belongs to Xuantian.
"Why did you gather today? Please introduce it to me!" Zhu Kongman turned his head and looked at the dark hall master with white hair, but his breath was calm and long.
The patriarch of the dark rat family stood up, glanced around, and said slowly, "The identity of the young master has been exposed!"
"His Highness's identity has been exposed?" The inheritance elder raised his eyebrows, but immediately nodded, which was not unexpected.
The identity of Zhu Zhu, both the Dragon King and the Tiger King, know that it is also valuable to delay three years before it can be circulated.
"What is the reaction of the major forces?" The war elder asked.
"Hum... The reaction is very fierce. According to the secret news, the leaders of the human race are contacting other forces to start a war against us!" The dark hall master narrowed his eyes and became the dark hall master of the saint. His strong breath and many years of experience of the superiors made him have a posture of not being angry and self-righteous.
"Wat war with us?" Danfeng's eyes lit up and smiled, "That's great. Master Feng is worried that there is no one to abuse!"
"Uh..."
The owner of the dark hall smiled and shook his head slightly. It is estimated that only Danfeng said this. As the owner of Wuhua Hall, there are ten legions under Wuhuatang, but there are more than 10,000 practitioners, demon practitioners and human practitioners. Among the tens of millions of disciples of Xuantian, it can be said to be pitiful.
However, among these ten legions, five legions can rank in the top ten of the Xuantian Legion!
In addition, Danfeng's combat effectiveness, Danfeng is synonymous with madness in Xuantian, and his ten legions are famous for their crazy iron blood and are not afraid of death!
"Kill!" Li Yun said indifferently.
The owner's heart trembled. If Danfeng is synonymous with madness, then Li Yun is synonymous with cold-blooded. He is not only cold-blooded to the enemy, but also extremely cold-blooded to himself.
has been a half-king for many years, and Li Yun has not taken the last step for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he was seriously injured and almost half-finished.
He still remembers the tragic situation when Li Yun was rescued from the Witch and Demon Sect by dark hall personnel two years ago. People don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts, and the sea of India is broken...
But after three years of cultivation in the fourth heaven in the Pig Emperor's Hall, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now he has become a half-king, while the restructured worm hall of his slave army has become the most terrible entrance of Xuantian.
Half of the disciples of Chongtang were plundered by Li Yun from the witchcraft sect, and the other part was self-cultivated.
The number of Chongtang is the smallest, but there are only 1,000 people, which happens to be the establishment of a legion, but the Chongtang legion ranks second in the list of the Xuantian Legion!
If it weren't for the first-ranking high-level saint of the Pig Legion, Chongtang would be the first Legion of Xuantian.
The Legion of Pig Master named by Master Pig is formed by more than 100 saints of Master Pig's envoys and saints trained by the demon clan.
This legion composed entirely of saints is taught by the elders of inheritance. The combat effectiveness is horrible and can be regarded as a king.
The owner of the dark hall nodded, and the owner of Wuhua Hall and the owner of Chongtang were naturally qualified to say this.
"What do you think? You can talk about it." Zhu Kong said faintly.
"Battle!"
"Kill! Kill them all!"
The hall is ringing with shouts and killings, and the high-level officials who are on the edge of life and death all the time. Fighting and fighting have been engraved in their bones.
If they don't invade other forces, they will be very restrained. Now there are forces to attack them. They are naturally angry. Because of anger, they have to fight and wash away their anger with blood.
"Hey, Xiao Yunzi, how about we compare this time? Let's see whose legion hunts the most saints? Danfeng's eyes flashed with light and forced Li Yun to look at him.
"Good!" Li Yun nodded.
Dan Feng said with a smile, "What are you betting on?"
"What do you want to bet on?"
"Ha ha, the body of the king was eaten up a few days ago, do you see?"
Li Yun looked at Danfeng coldly: "What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Li Yun agree to use the king's body, Danfeng's eyes became hot, "Hey, what do you want? As long as Master Feng has it, he will never refuse!"
"Thirty-star elixir, ten thousand!"
"What? Ten thousand seven-star holy elixir? Danfeng was so shocked that he almost jumped up, "This number will take ten years!"
Li Yun raised the corners of his lips, "Forget it!"
Danfeng glared at Li Yun. After a long time, he said in frustration, "Okay! But don't worry, Master Feng must win this time!"
"Wait!" Li Yun smiled indifferently.