At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

After the figure of "Severed Finger" disappeared from the door, the entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

There seemed to be some heavy panting of some kind of creature faintly, which seemed particularly eerie and frightening.

After a long time, the man in front of the conference table slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of deep gray eyes.

He asked in a low voice, "Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

long silence.

After more than ten seconds, a steady voice said, "He's fine."

Lu Shang was silent for a moment and then nodded: "Okay."

After walking out of the basement of the Spirit Hall, Zhao Feiyu couldn't wait to run under the sun, and the warm sunlight shone on him, dispelling the intruding damp and cold.

"What shit, this is not a place for people to stay!" Zhao Feiyu tightened the windbreaker on his body, and his brown eyes instantly turned back to coldness.

He glanced back at the still gloomy intersection in the basement, Zhao Feiyu's expression was slightly moved.

Now he can be sure that the Spirit Hall is not for any evil god to descend, but just some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

"It's crazy enough to sacrifice most of the creatures in the entire Tianhe plane by launching a war!"

Moreover, that bullshit spirit hall master is probably already possessed by an evil god. In Zhao Feiyu's inspiration, that guy is definitely in a state of neither human nor ghost.

"Shit!" Zhao Feiyu couldn't help cursing because his head hurt from thinking about it.

……

In the golden name tent.

"You bastards, the lord finally came back and you can all be protected and lost. What use are you for!"

Jin Ming was furious, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

And a group of soldiers kneeling underneath were kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to refute at all.

"Now that the leader is gone, the war will start immediately. What do you want us to do? How do you want me to explain to the elders?"

"Shit!" Jin Ming was furious.

At this time, the general on the side stepped forward and said: "Commander, the leader's strength is far beyond our comparison. Let me wait to protect him, it's better to say that he is here to protect us..."

His face was gloomy, and he scratched his head: "To put it bluntly, we don't even have the qualifications to protect the lord. If the old man wants to keep him, even if he has a hundred pairs of eyes on him, he won't be able to keep him!"

"I know sophistry, pull it down and fight a hundred battles!" Jin Ming became annoyed and threw down a handful of tokens.

Amidst the general's cries for help and screams, Jin Ming rubbed his head, only feeling his head buzzing, sighed and said:

"That's all, if you can see when the leader and the old man can have fun."

Just as he was about to go back to his room to sleep, suddenly a scout rushed to the front of the hall and shouted:

"Commander, something is wrong. The Spirit Palace and the Xiaoyao Building army started at the same time. Now they are approaching the border. It seems that war is about to break out!"

"What the hell, how could it be so sudden?" Jin Ming looked incredulous.

According to his calculations, the opponent's material reserves and logistics routes are very weak, and it will take at least three months to prepare for a war.

At this point in time, no matter from which aspect, it should not be launched in advance.

Or there is a reason for it.

Could it be... Lord Leader?

Jin Ming turned pale with shock, and with his ever-changing expression, he simply slapped the table: "Come on, come on, those people who hide their heads and show their tails, take this opportunity to clean them up."

He suddenly turned his head to look at the general: "Hurry up and lead the army to the front camp... eh? Where are the people?"

The general at the bottom: "I was dragged down by you to hit the board..."

Jin Ming was stunned, his face turned blue and red, and he could only furiously say, "Damn!"

On the Huangshan Mountain,

Huang Ling'er sat firmly at the top of the hall, with a thick stack of documents and memorials in front of her.

These are bills related to war consumption.

"This war has already consumed a lot before it started. If it really starts, I don't know how many people will die."

Huang Ling'er sighed, and shook her head with compassion in her heart.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside him, it was Huang Li.

"What happened?" Huang Ling'er raised her eyebrows slightly, she knew that her brother had nothing to do, so she wouldn't rush into her room in such a hurry.

"The war has begun!" Huang Li was silent for a moment, then said.

Huang Ling'er was quiet for a while and then said, "Is it so fast?"

"Ok!"

Huang Li nodded, and said: "Information shows that Lu Shang, the master of the Spirit Hall, seems to be worshiping a certain evil god, and possesses great power through the possession of the evil god."

"According to my guess, this is also where they dared to challenge my Apocalypse League."

"Oh? Where did this news come from?" Huang Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned her head and asked.

"This..." Huang Li's expression suddenly became strange, he scratched his head and said, "This is... the deputy commander of the Spirit Hall told me."

Huang Linger: "..."

As if feeling the suspicious eyes of his own sister, Huang Li said quickly, "But I can assure you that this matter is absolutely true."

"The broken finger told me that the Hall of Spirits has been making sacrifices to that evil god through some hidden altars, and every time the sacrifices are hundreds of living people."

"And according to our follow-up investigation, we have indeed found the altar he mentioned, and there are more than [-] people inside!"

Hearing this number, even Huang Ling'er couldn't help but frowned, and suddenly remembered something: "How did you deal with that altar?"

Huang Li also heard her unexpected words, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will stop after the preliminary investigation, and plan to blow up the mountain with long-distance after discussion."

"Without the suppression of the mountain, the sacrificial formation inside cannot be stable at all, and can only gradually spread and overflow."

He paused, and continued: "I guess, the reason why the Spirit Hall desperately wants to launch a war is because the altar was destroyed, so I want to use the power I have accumulated so hard to make a desperate fight!"

Huang Ling'er nodded slightly: "In that case, then we should play with them!"

"Concentrate the vast majority of the army and fight the invading army head-on. You and I are not good at this. Let the four commanders handle it!"

"That's right, we'll just be responsible for blocking the top forces!" Huang Li nodded, and when he was about to say something more, Huang Ling'er suddenly said again, "I'm going too!"

"What are you going to do? They are all fighting at the level of the ancient sages!" Huang Li didn't even want to refuse directly:

"And your little girl's film is not suitable for such a battlefield at all."

"Don't lose your temper, it's best for you to strategize at the headquarters!"