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

After Jiutian Xuannv saw the art of war, she couldn't help but frowned.

"There are many loopholes in this art of war. Who taught you this art of war?"

Xuanyuan smiled awkwardly and did not answer.

After burning the lantern, the Twelve Golden Immortal's face turned red, and he even wanted to crawl under the ground.

When Jiutian Xuannv saw the faces of Guangchengzi and others, she knew everything. She smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. With the military knowledge in my three volumes of heavenly books, I will be able to defeat the Jiuli tribe in one fell swoop."

Xuanyuan said gratefully, "Then I'll be in trouble for you."

"No trouble, it's just my job."

Jiutian Xuannv's face was dull. She didn't go to the lower world for nothing. At least 30% of her luck must be hers.

Next, Jiutian Xuannv replaced Guangchengzi and others and began to retrain soldiers and horses and combine battle formations.

During this period, the Jiuli tribe led their troops to harass and test several times, but the Youxiong tribe always gave up the no-fight card and refused to fight no matter how much the other side yelled and cursed.

Time flies, two and a half years have passed, Jiutian Xuannv meets Xuanyuan again, claiming that it is time to start a war with Jiuli's army.

The Xuanyuan clan was very satisfied with the army trained by Jiutian Xuannv, and once again mobilized an army of two million to push towards the Central Plains.

The lanterns were lit, and the twelve golden immortals pressed forward. As for the Antarctic Immortal, they hid deep in the army, waiting to deal with the great witches of the witch clan.

No matter how powerful those great witches are, they are just Daluo Jinxian, and they are nothing to worry about. This is the Antarctic Immortal's self-confidence as a quasi-sage.

Jiuli tribe, Chi You was in charge of the central army, and also mobilized an army of two million to approach the Central Plains.

In the middle army, Chi You's face was extremely calm. In the third battle of chasing deer, he was bound to capture the Xuanyuan clan alive, seize the throne of the Human Emperor, and steal a glimmer of hope for the Wu clan.

The four people, Medicine Master, Maitreya, and Ksitigarbha, are eager to try and are very excited. This time they want to defeat the Chanjiao gang head-on on the battlefield.

Time flies, three days have passed, and the armies of both sides are fighting with great speed, once again facing the enemy.

At this time of Zhulu, after two battles, the soil was soaked with blood and turned blood red. A faint smell of blood lingered on the battlefield of Zhulu, which will last forever.

The flags were fluttering, and the two armies were speechless. Only the sound of war drums was heard, and the armies of both sides immediately went into battle.

The Twelve Golden Immortals from Kunlun used all their strength to kill the four pharmacists. The four pharmacists were not afraid and fought with the Twelve Golden Immortals in mid-air.

There are many Kunlun Golden Immortals. Although the pharmacist and others are no match, they can still bless them for a while.

On the other side, they burned lanterns to sacrifice the coffin and the innate coffin lamp, and fought fiercely with the three great witches Xiang Liu, Jiufeng, and Xing Tian.

After a fierce battle for a while, Ran Deng's face suddenly turned pale, he was exhausted, and shouted, "Brother Anji, if we don't take action now, when will we wait?"

The prehistoric tribes who were watching the battle were shocked, "There is actually an ambush in the Kunlun lineage?"

On the battlefield of Zhulu, the sound of burning lanterns fell, and the solid void was violently torn in half.

The Antarctic Immortal slowly walked out of it, and the quasi-sage level Tao Yun continued to stir around him.

His figure was not eye-catching, but as soon as he appeared, he instantly became the focus of the audience, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

All the tribes in the prehistoric era were in an uproar, "Good guy, I can't afford to teach you to teach, so I sent a quasi-sage monk."

"The Quasi-Sage takes action, who else is his opponent?"

"Chanjiao, it's easy to be shameless, just bully the few with more people, but now they even send out quasi-sage cultivators, tsk tsk, this is the sage's orthodoxy that is famous throughout the world."

The Antarctic Immortal held the peach stick in his hand and hit Xingtian directly.

With a roar, the peach stick and Xing Tian's relatives collided, causing endless ripples of mana.

Xing Tian's face suddenly turned pale, and he was knocked flying a thousand meters away before he could stabilize his body.

The power of the quasi-sage is so terrifying!

Suddenly without Xing Tian, ​​Ran Deng's pressure was greatly reduced, and he hurriedly flew to the side of the Antarctic Immortal, "Brother Anji, the rest is up to you."

After saying that, without waiting for the Antarctic Immortal to respond, he turned into a stream of light and returned to the Jiuli military tent to vomit.

In fact, Ran Deng is far from the time when he has no strength to fight anymore, but with the quasi-holy war power of Anji, he can't take action, so it doesn't hurt.

The Antarctic Immortal glanced at Jiufeng and Xiangliu indifferently, and said coldly, "Retreat now and wait for a way out. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"Do you think we, the Witch Clan, are intimidated? You're welcome. We want to see how you can be so rude."

Two more voices rang out, not far away, Feng Bo and Rain Master harnessed the Nine Heavenly Gang Wind and sent bone-eroding acid rain.

They looked at the four pharmacists who felt a little frustrated and flew to them.

With a casual blow, boom! The wind and rain came together, pressing down on the Twelve Golden Immortals with the force of thunder.

"Bantian Seal!"

"Yin Yang Mirror!"

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!"

"Immortal-killing sword!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals each sacrificed their strongest spiritual treasures to block it.

But it was like a mantis using its arms as a chariot, and was directly blown away by the overwhelming force.

The man was in mid-air, his face was as golden as paper, he was vomiting blood, and his breath had dropped to the bottom.

Uncle Feng, Master Yu glanced at the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun and shook his head slightly, "The Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun are nothing more than that."

After saying that, the two came to mid-air and looked down at the Antarctic Immortal.

Xing Tian danced around and surrounded him from behind. He grinned and licked his lips.

"Today we want to see who spares a life."

Xiang Liu, Jiu Feng, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Xing Tian, ​​five top shamans, surrounded the Antarctic Immortal.

Nanji Xianweng looked at the five people coldly, unmoved. If you don't become a quasi-saint, you will never know the gap between Daluo and quasi-saint.

"Arrange the formation!"

With Xiangliu's light shout, the five great witches changed their shapes, each stepped on a corner, and formed an extremely mysterious shape.

The blood and qi in their bodies stretched and spread, then solidified and blended in mid-air, and finally turned into countless blood-colored dragons, impacting the world.

Even the evil spirit spreading above the nine heavens was dispersed.

"How is this possible!"

Nanji Xianweng's face suddenly changed. If the original five great witches could bring some threats to him.

Then he felt that he was facing an opponent of the same level, no, even stronger!

In the battlefield of Zhulu, above the nine heavens, a war was about to break out.

In the battlefield of Zhulu, in the Jiuli army tent, Chi You looked at the sand tables and kept deducing, his face became more and more serious!

Today's battle is so unusual. So far, the Xuanyuan army has not shown any signs of fatigue, but has become more and more courageous.

In the Youxiong tribe, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady made plans and drove millions of troops like an arm, gradually encircling Jiuli!

Xuanyuan was very excited watching from the side. This is the real art of war.

Compared with the art of war of the Mysterious Lady, the art of war of his teachers is far behind.

In the Nine Heavens, the South Pole Immortal held the peach stick and fought with the five great witches.

The flesh of the great witch is already strong, and at this time, the qi and blood are combined and blended together, making it even more indestructible, and a qualitative change has occurred.