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The arena of the heavens.

Fairyland.

Looking around, there are pavilions, towers, flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals, everything is beautiful.

Emperor Wen of Song Liu Yilong and Emperor Taizu of Later Liang Zhu Wen and other emperors gathered together, took a deep breath, sensed the exaggerated aura, and said with emotion:

"I remember that this fairyland was built by Ming Xingzong, the ruler of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

"As expected of the wealthy Ming Dynasty, I feel that if I stay here for a few days, my cultivation will be able to enter the fairyland."

Zhu Wen, the founder of the Later Liang Dynasty, set his sights on the rare and exotic animals in the fairyland and said greedily:
"How about we work together to capture some rare and exotic animals? After living in the fairyland for so many years, the flesh and blood of those rare and exotic animals may be comparable to panaceas."

King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, nodded and agreed:
"That makes sense. Anyway, Emperor Ming Xingzong never said that we can't capture those monsters..."

aside.

Emperor Cao Huan of Wei looked helplessly at the three people who were eating and drinking for free and preparing to take the food away, and said:

"No, you three are crazy because of poverty?"

"I remember that the monthly salary of the Great Wei has never been less than yours, right? The same goes for the magical skills. As long as you want to learn, you can practice."

"Why are you acting like this now? People who don't know the truth would think that we, the Great Wei, are too harsh on you!"

King Zhou of Shang, Emperor Wen of Song, Liu Yilong and the other three were all embarrassed when they heard this.

"No, no, Your Majesty, you misunderstood. I just want to save some points."

"Yes, yes, yes. If I don't do it, someone else might do it. It would be better to let Da Wei take advantage of it."

"Yes."

Well, although the salary of the princes is high, it is not that much. If you want to live a long and healthy life, you still have to rely on yourself.

When Emperor Yuan of Wei, Cao Huan, saw the looks of the three men, he shook his head helplessly and walked away.

During these two months, the Three Thousand Worlds were in a bloody battle, with corpses scattered across hundreds of square kilometers of heaven and earth.

The fighting continued until all the dynasties began to suffer losses. Emperor Taizong of Tang, who had been in seclusion for a long time, came out and wanted to fight Emperor Yang of Sui.

The battlefield was chosen to be the world closest to the primitive times among the three thousand worlds in terms of spiritual energy and number of laws.

Fairyland!!!

far away.

On a dragon throne formed by magical power, Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, sat there, staring at Emperor Yang of Sui.

"Tingyi, in this battle, did many Song soldiers suffer casualties?"

Before this, they had been fighting with Emperor Yang of Sui and had no time to count these trivial matters.

Several descendants of later generations are useless or stupid, and the only one who can take on the responsibility, the young emperor, is also busy as hell.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi said with an unpleasant expression:
"Brother, three hundred and sixty ministers have been reincarnated, and one hundred and eighty thousand soldiers have been reincarnated. As for the allied forces of all races, their number is too numerous to count."

"In this battle, the Song Dynasty suffered a loss."

The loss was so great, and they didn't gain anything...

If he had known this earlier, he should have withdrawn from this battle together with Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di!
How can a mere face be more important than the lives of the soldiers?

Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, sighed and took the list from Emperor Taizong of Song.

Looking at the familiar names on it, he muttered to himself:
"Hey, Tingyi, pass the order down. I hope that after these soldiers are reincarnated, they can all live a life of luxury and wealth."

"If there are those who want to practice, we will take them back to the Song Dynasty once their memories of their past lives are awakened."

"Hey, wait, why did Yue Fei also die??!"

You don’t know until you see it. When you see it, Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, will be shocked.

Because he saw the names of many ministers of the three dynasties of Shaoxing on this list, the first of which was Yue Fei.

This loyal general of the Song Dynasty!

Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, said with great regret:
"Brother, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, not to mention that Emperor Yang of Sui's flying sword is extremely powerful. No one below the Golden Immortal Realm can dodge it." Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin recalled Yue Fei's contributions to the Song Dynasty in his mind and said:
"Tingyi, Yue Fei has made great contributions to the Song Dynasty. If he is willing, he can be resurrected!"

Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, smiled bitterly and said:

"Brother, I went to find Yue Fei yesterday. Yue Fei insisted on reincarnating, and there was nothing I could do."

"However, before Yue Fei was reincarnated, he displayed a magical power. If the Song Dynasty was in danger, he would definitely return and devote himself to the Song Dynasty."

at this time.

"buzz"

A dark vortex emerged, and Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, walked out slowly, looked at the fairyland, clenched his fist, and said with a smile:

"Yes, the space of this fairyland is even more indestructible than that of the Three Thousand Worlds."

"In this way, I can fight at will."

Tang Suzong Li Heng followed Emperor Taizong and saw Emperor Sui Yang standing far away with his eyes closed, not moving. He mocked:
"Sui Yangdi, what's wrong? Are you afraid that you will lose and dare not see anyone?"

"Well, if you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy, and I can let you go!"

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty raised the Flying Sword of Immortal Beheading, and a dazzling divine light flew by!
"Kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy?"

"You are the ones who should kneel, right?"

"call out"

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, flashed and stood in front of Emperor Suzong of Tang, pointing his finger.

"Rumble"

The moment the finger collided with the dazzling divine light, the dazzling divine light disappeared completely.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, emperors such as Cao Cao, Emperor Wu of Wei, Wang Mang, and Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of Han, all took various measures.

Some might move mountains, some ride on fairy boats, and some stand on mounts, retreating thousands of miles away and watching the battle from afar.

Only Emperor Gaozu of Sui, Yang Jian, was standing less than a few dozen miles away from the two men, so it could be said that he arrived in an instant.

His expression was full of worry, and he thought to himself:
"You are such a rebellious son, you only know how to show off your abilities."

"If you really lose to Emperor Taizong of Tang, I will teach you a lesson!"

……

Ming Dynasty plane.

Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao looked at the live broadcast interface and asked:
"Old Four, how long do you think Emperor Sui Yang can last?"

Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, held up three fingers and said:

"Brother, if Emperor Yang of Sui was at the peak of his cultivation, he would still have a chance of winning against Emperor Taizong of Tang, who had cultivated the laws of war and was becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on."

"But now Emperor Sui Yang has just experienced several months of fighting, and he still has some skills left. It all depends on his own methods."

Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao shared the same view as Ming Taizong and felt that Emperor Yang of Sui was in big trouble this time.

Maybe, there is really a danger of death.

at this time.

The bright Buddha light between the eyebrows of Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen completely condensed and turned into a Taoist pattern with the word "Buddha".

After taking another look at Emperor Taizong of Ming and Emperor Xingzong of Ming, Emperor Yingzong of Ming, Zhu Qizhen mustered up his courage and growled:
"Future Buddha, appear!"

In an instant, the entire Fengtian Cave Heaven's space and time became silent! !

Breathe!
Three breaths!

After half an hour, Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty had a sore back from standing, but the Future Buddha still did not appear. He said:
"Ahem, His Majesty Xingzong, Great Grandfather, maybe the future Buddha has passed away."

(End of this chapter)