Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

In the air, Xing Tian was slightly surprised and said, "What a good old Taoist, you have some skills."

Ran Deng pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice, "The destiny is in my Youxiong tribe. If you know what's good for you, retreat now, so as not to lose your life in vain."

Xing Tian laughed, "What a big tone, I want to see if you have the ability, brother Xiangliu, brother Jiufeng, come out."

As Xing Tian's voice fell, two huge voices were heard in the air.

"Brother Xing Tian, ​​you have made us wait so hard."

Ran Deng looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw two huge figures flying out of the Jiuli tribe.

The body was shining with the same aura as Jiufeng and Xiangliu.

"Damn, why are there two great witches hiding?"

Ran Deng cursed in his heart. It was already very difficult to defend against Xing Tian alone. With the addition of two great witches of the same realm, he would definitely lose.

As he was talking, Jiufeng and Xiangliu had already rushed over, with the power of heaven, earth and man, and surrounded Randeng tightly.

Even though Randeng had already used all his strength, the coffin and the innate glass lamp were running smoothly.

But after a total of seventy or eighty rounds, he had completely fallen into a disadvantage and was surrounded by danger.

On the other hand, the three great witches were relaxed and comfortable, as if they were playing with a cat and a mouse.

"Run!"

Randeng looked at the Twelve Golden Immortals who did nothing, gritted his teeth, and turned directly into a stream of light and flew towards the Youxiong tribe.

Randeng fled in a hurry, and the morale of the Jiuli army was even stronger.

After charging back and forth for only two quarters of an hour, the Youxiong army was completely in chaos.

Although the number of people was still much larger than that of the Jiuli army.

But in terms of morale, it was completely incomparable with the Jiuli army.

The army was defeated like a mountain, trampled on each other, and countless people were killed and wounded.

The situation that was originally a stalemate was broken in an instant, and fell into a great disadvantage.

The prehistoric tribes who had been observing the battle for the deer could not help but chuckle.

"It seems that the twelve golden immortals of Kunlun are just like this. Those rumors in the prehistoric times are a bit exaggerated."

"In my opinion, Jiejiao is far better than Chenjiao. Look at Jiejiao. Ten thousand immortals come to pay homage. There is no way that the direct descendants have fled in a panic."

"Kunlun Chenjiao is just like this. In the future, you should go to Jiejiao to become a disciple."

The words of the prehistoric tribes were heard by the twelve golden immortals one after another, making their faces turn pale.

In the Kunlun Holy Land, Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi snorted heavily, and the scene in Yuxu Palace changed drastically in an instant. There was a violent storm, and the earth, fire, water and wind surged, drowning everything!

The battlefield of the battle for the deer.

"Damn it!"

In the central army tent, Xuanyuan cursed.

His fists were clenched and crackling, but seeing that the casualties were getting more and more severe, he had to order a withdrawal.

In the Central Plains, Xuanyuan's army of three million tigers and wolves came with great momentum, but returned in defeat.

The second battle for the throne ended with Xuanyuan's defeat again.

This time, the Youxiong tribe lost more than 500,000 soldiers and horses, and 200,000 were captured, which can be called a great defeat.

The Jiuli tribe, at most, only lost 200,000 soldiers and horses.

Compared with the result of this battle, it was already a great victory.

Above the Nine Heavens, the long river of humanity was rolling, and a ray of humanity fell on the Jiuli tribe again.

At this time, looking from the Nine Heavens, it can be clearly seen that the Youxiong tribe's humanity luck is only barely 30%.

And the Jiuli tribe, the humanity luck is surging, and it is actually approaching the 70% mark.

For the Youxiong tribe, it has formed a great crushing.

In the battlefield of the Central Plains, where the battle for the deer takes place, Xing Tian is rubbing his hands in anticipation.

"That old Taoist Randeng is quite capable, but unfortunately the battle is tight, otherwise it would be handed over to me alone."

Xiang Liu said with a smile, "This time we have dealt a heavy blow to the Xuanyuan clan, and it seems that it will be just around the corner to seize the Central Plains and conquer Youxiong."

Chi You nodded, and a blazing flame suddenly appeared in his eyes. The first and second battles for the deer were both won by Jiuli.

When the third battle begins, it will be the end of the Xuanyuan clan.

In the Youxiong army tent, there was silence, and the Xuanyuan clan lowered his head and remained silent.

The twelve golden immortals of Kunlun also looked depressed, and their faces were even hot.

In the battlefield of the deer, the laughter of the prehistoric tribes seemed to ring in his ears again.

The dignified Kunlun golden immortal, the direct descendant of the Chan sect, has failed in succession. How will the prehistoric tribes view his Chan sect in the future?

Whoever sees his disciple of the Chan Sect in the future will not mutter in his heart that he is a useless person?

After a long time, Randeng spoke, "I didn't expect that the Jiuli tribe actually had several great witches to help us. It's not unfair that we lost."

Xuanyuan shook his head, "Not only those great witches, I have the military formation skills of the Xiong army, but I am no match for the Jiuli tribe. It's not unfair that we lost this battle."

Guangchengzi said, "Does Teacher Randeng have any good ideas?"

Randeng spread his hands and said, "For now, the only way is to go to Kunlun Mountain to ask Master for help."

Just kidding, several great witches already have the capital to kill him.

If I don't ask for reinforcements, I'm afraid Randeng will be the first to flee.

Guangchengzi sighed, "That's the only way."

"Junior brother Chijingzi, you and the other junior brothers stay here to guard against the witch clan's surprise attack. Teacher Randeng and I will go back to Kunlun Mountain."

"Okay, don't worry, senior brother."

Randeng and Guangchengzi flew back to Kunlun Mountain.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi looked at the two of them with a gloomy face, but he also knew that the failure of this battle was not entirely Guangchengzi's responsibility.

"The great witches of the Wu Clan are indeed difficult to deal with. Nan Ji, you should also go down to the mortal world this time."

"Yes, teacher."

Although Nan Ji Xian Weng was unwilling to get involved in this matter, the saint spoke, and the words were golden, so how could he refuse?

Guang Chengzi considered again and again, and said, "Teacher, there is one more thing."

"What is it?"

"The Wu Clan's battle formation method is unparalleled in the world and invincible. I have taught Xuanyuan my military tactics, but I am still no match."

Guang Chengzi said this with a stiff upper lip.

Sure enough, Yuanshi's face became even uglier when he heard it.

He thought for a while and said, "When the treasures were divided at the Treasure Cliff, the Queen Mother of the West got three volumes of heavenly books, which recorded the supreme military arts. You should go to West Kunlun."

"The treasure given by the Taoist Ancestor"

Lighting the lamp, Guang Chengzi looked at each other, with a look of joy on his face. After leaving, he ran to West Kunlun without stopping.

In West Kunlun, after hearing about their intention, Queen Mother of the West called the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

"Since Senior Brother Yuanshi has spoken, you should take the three volumes of the Heavenly Book to the lower world."

"Yes, teacher."

The South Pole Immortal, Randeng, Guangchengzi and Xuannu went down the mountain and returned to the Youxiong tribe.

In the tribe, Xuanyuan looked at the Nine Heavens Fairy, stood up and saluted, "I hope the Fairy can help me."

Xuanyuan stood up and showed the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady the Art of War that Guangchengzi had taught them.

After fighting with Chiyou for such a long time, Xuanyuan also had a great understanding of the art of war, and could vaguely sense that the Art of War of the Chan Sect had certain loopholes.

But due to Guangchengzi, Xuanyuan couldn't say it directly.