The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 273 Gu Xia
Buzz!
Wu Ming felt a great force transmitted from the contract, and almost instantly heaped up his cultivation base to the peak of the fourth level, almost breaking through the fifth level, but this connection is very fragile.

The fifth-level weirdness is definitely not something that the fourth-level witch king can grasp. He just relies on the national destiny connection of the Taiyi Jing, plus the soul seal, and reluctantly helps the sleepy Xuanniao to his side.

Hey!The huge black and red phoenix in mid-air gradually shrunk, turned into a little black swallow and landed, standing on his shoulder, rubbing its furry head affectionately against his face.

Seeing this, Wu Ming heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, the National Luck monsters don't have too much chaotic nature, and they are just born with ignorant intelligence, easy to control, and rely on the National Luck, so they won't rebel.

At this time, the envoys of the princes below looked at him in awe. In the barbaric period, the human race was superstitious and worshiped the strong. Now that Shang Wu has occupied both, it is natural to submit.

He watched the crowds of merchant troops cheering, and felt the spirit of united efforts. He realized that it was just the right time. After this vision, even the newly conquered territory was quiet, and as long as there was no big defeat, it would not be shaken.

Wu Ming ordered that all the feudal lords sent out their troops in ten days, and assembled at the border between Shang and Xia.

According to statistics, the [-] troops are all first-order extraordinary witches, controlling unified monsters, divided into dozens of categories, each with its own characteristics.

Woohoo!The desolate bugle sounded.

On the endless vast wilderness.

The mighty chariots and the black-armored merchant and guard phalanx approached slowly, surrounded by the majestic big witchcraft frame. Countless black banners fluttered, and the sound of fighting was heard, flickering coldly.

The killing spirit soared into the sky, Chaofan shook the sky, cleared the clouds and mists, and the sky was clear.

The strange thing is that the allied forces of the princes ignored the Xia Dynasty, bypassed the border all the way, intervened in the battle situation in the south, and interspersed with sneak attacks during the battle between Kunwu and the Xia Dynasty.

Destroying the two together in the posture of a yellow bird, until the army was destroyed, Kunwu was still at a loss, not understanding why his allies attacked him.

On the battlefield, there are corpses everywhere, thousands of grassroots soldiers and rattan armor generals reveal their real bodies, gather together into a huge idea, lock Wu Ming tightly, and the monstrous anger caused a magical change in the sky.

He shouted loudly: "Shang Guozhu, you will regret offending me."

Wu Ming smiled disdainfully, spread his palms, dragon and tiger aura rushed out from his sleeves, and turned into a roll of black and white scrolls in the sky, slowly unfolding, covering a vast area, and pressing down hard.

Pfft!

Many grass-headed vines will be shattered and turned into fly ash. Chased by many troops, they will attack the territory of the Kunwu tribe all the way, destroy it completely, and occupy the land.

"Ugh."

At this time, Wu Ming sighed for no reason, and a prince beside him took the initiative to ask, "Why is the great witch worried?"

When he looked at it, he realized that it was the tribal envoy who attacked Kunwu first when he was offering sacrifices to the heavens. Among them, the chaos cannot be stopped."

The man seemed to have figured out what Wu Ming meant, and he took the initiative to ask: "Master Xia, that tyrant of Xia Jie imposed violent taxes on the princes, and now the princes are in an alliance to worry about your power not being liquidated."

"If you retreat, great witch, then we will have endless troubles. Why don't you obey the destiny, defeat Xia Jie, and establish yourself as king, so that everyone can rest assured, and it will be good for Xia people and princes."

Hearing this, Wu Ming hesitated: "This...is a minister after all, I want to go back and report to Lord Shang."

The nearby princes gradually realized that they were frightened into a cold sweat by their own situation, and bypassed King Xia to make alliances with others at will. The Shang country was powerful, and perhaps they would not do anything to it.

But his own tribe is weak, facing the giant Xia Dynasty, he can handle it at will.

At the moment, everyone was in a hurry and tried hard to persuade Wu Ming to take the throne. Some people even dared to say that since ancient times, the tribal sacrifices were the most important, so there was no need to ask Shang Jun for instructions.

Wu Ming seemed to be persuaded, and sighed: "Since you have asked repeatedly, then I will make a rule in advance. If you don't do your best in the battle, then you will break up."

The princes naturally promised.

Before the army left, Kunwu still needed to suppress it. He deliberately gave them the land of the three princes who first took refuge in him.

They are all cultivated lands that have been developed, with population, farmland, and cities. The three were overjoyed and quickly divided their troops to occupy them.

As for all of this, Xia Chao watched coldly, rather he was more than happy to see the two forces biting dogs, while Wu Ming had the intention of attacking Gu Immortals.

Xuan Chan is a monster of national fortune, and if he wants to invade, the premise is that the forces under his command occupy a part of Xia Dynasty's territory, otherwise it is not impossible to forcibly refine it, but it is much more difficult.

The general situation of the world is gradually becoming clear. There is no third-party power in the camp of princes headed by the Shang Kingdom, and the old ancient Xia Dynasty with its own internal strife but deep roots.

The two were on the verge of breaking out, just when everyone thought it would be a protracted war.

Surprisingly, the Great Merchant army marched straight in, and the Xia army retreated steadily. In addition to the strict discipline of the army, even the Xia people even ate pots of pulp to welcome the king's army.

Wu Ming made many shots. In fact, in the extraordinary world, if the opponent's top combat power did not appear, only failure remained.

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Ancient Xia Capital 【Yangcheng】

At this time, the sunset glowed with the light yellow of the years, and the hazy light curtain fell on the four sides of the city, as if it was independent in a void world, and an old and ancient energy diffused.

In the palace, a black bronze statue of Xuan Chan with a gloomy appearance hundreds of feet high stands, surrounded by twelve golden-red pools of blood, transpiring a trace of golden mystery to sink in.

In the front stands a majestic emperor wearing the emperor's crown, and behind him there are nine great tripods, including Xia Jie and Zhenguo Jiuding.

For some reason, the city is quiet and empty, except for dozens of priests kneeling outside the palace, and a thousand warriors who are watching.

The high priest walked into the palace from the outside, seeing this scene, he couldn't bear it.

He pleaded bitterly to Xia Jie above: "Your Majesty, don't go wrong anymore. You sacrificed the whole city of Xia people, the royal family, and all the monsters of the Spring and Autumn Cicada line. You even abandoned your parents and children, just for the sake of the fifth rank Xuan Chan, is it worth it?!"

The headed emperor has a strong aura, but the red eyes broke the noble temperament, which made him a little more mad and dazed. Xia Jie turned a deaf ear and muttered to himself: "Sacrifice to the fate of the country, the twelve blood pools will be formed, and the mysterious cicada will come out, hurry up!" It's almost here."

After all, he didn't hesitate any more, waved his hands and lined up the nine cauldrons, shouted with both hands, and said frantically: "I am the king of Xia, and I use thousands of energy in ancient Xia to sacrifice to the will of heaven, and ask the mysterious cicada to come!"

Boom!

Just when Xia Jie burned the sacrificial rites and offered the Nine Cauldrons, the sky suddenly trembled, and red clouds appeared again, majestic like clouds, emitting five-colored mysterious lights, which were visible to the naked eye.

And the ancient and heavy Jiuding suddenly cracked dense traces and exploded suddenly.

In the next moment, almost half of the world's luck is rolling in, from black to white, from white to red, golden air rises, and in the middle spits out blue, lush and lush, forming a colorful air that is poured into the mysterious cicada that collects the world's copper essence and casts it inside the sculpture.

　In history, Cheng Tang and Fade were such a process, unifying the princes, suppressing Kunwu, and then crusade against the Xia Dynasty.History is really a cycle.

　　The monthly ticket has reached [-], and one more change will be added. A total of [-] changes are owed, and the current progress is [-].

　　
　
(End of this chapter)