Guangming Mountain, Da Guangming Palace.

Zhao Han sat alone on the high throne, holding his chin with one hand, fell into deep thought, and the scorching and vast aura spread out, filling the entire palace.

In this battle, the Wuzong of the Great Sun was in the dark, the Changwang Palace was in the bright, and Zhao Han's combat power soared, and there was a soul split incarnation to assist in the plot, so Zhao Han won no doubt.

I think the Changwang Palace should be so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He finally regrouped and even sent out the Supreme Elder who suppressed his luck, but ended up in a situation where he could go but never return after a meat bun.

In this battle, Changwang Palace dispatched a total of sixteen Taixuans, nearly sixty Shilings, hundreds of treasure elixirs, and the high-end combat power lost in the last battle. It can be said that Changwang Palace has nine out of ten, and now their nest is only an empty shell.

"After this battle, it is enough to completely establish the position of our Dari Wuzong in Bingzhou. However, the news should not be released too early. After all, the old nest of the Chang Palace is very valuable. If you know that the Chang Palace is not far from being destroyed, you may not be able to say that the Seven Cavalry Club will be extended. This is the spoils that our Dari Wuzong has worked hard to exchange for blood and sweat. Can it really be taken away by those guys?"

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Han's eyes: "I, Zhao Han, are not so easy to take advantage of, but they still have to inform them to hurry up. In addition, they have to suppress the news and spread it out at least two days later."

Soon, Zhao Han recruited a veteran who was left behind and ordered him to lead the disciples of the sect who were left behind to dispatch immediately to assist the disciples who had gone to war to kill the 400,000 people in Changwang Palace as soon as possible and to catch them. Be sure to deal with them all before dawn.

As for the eight Changwang Palace Taixuan Mingwu who was captured by him, after he personally sealed their cultivation, the elders from the Senate Hall took them to take care of them. Next, they were coercive and induce them to surrender, and then practiced the Dragon Elephant Power Vajra Art. When this technique was used, it was impossible for them to get rid of the Great Sun Wushu Sect.

This process has been used in the recruitment of surrender and rebel after the previous battle, so Zhao Han was very relieved and waited patiently.

That night, killing sounds were everywhere around Dari Wushu Sect, and the fluctuations of spiritual power almost shocked the surrounding area. Some sects that had no time to withdraw were closed and strictly ordered their disciples not to go out. At the same time, the senior officials gathered and looked at Dari Wushu Sect worriedly, for fear that their own sect would be affected.

As for some sects located further away, they also paid close attention to them after receiving the news, and at the same time estimated the attitude their own sects should adopt. However, in their opinion, this battle will last for at least several days. After all, Chang Wang Palace is dominant in the cards, and the Dari Wuzong has performed strongly in the first two times and will meet good talents, which is really a stalemate.

So at this stage, they still wait and see if they decide the winner and lose, and then choose who they are on.

This approach is a common practice for most sects in history. It is understandable to stand on the side of the winner, but they all misjudged the end of this war, or in other words, everyone underestimated the Great Ri Wuzong and Zhao Han.

That is why collective misjudgment occurs.

However, it was precisely because of this collective misjudgment that the Dari Wuzong was able to calmly complete the finishing work of the battle, take all the disciples and disciples of the surrendered Changwang Palace camp back to the sect, and complete the tasks assigned by Zhao Han before dawn.

Of course, in order to confuse the surrounding sects and prevent them from leaking the situation of the war, the Dari Wuzong also sent tens of thousands of people to simulate battles near the battlefield, making various sounds of ghosts and howling, as if the battle was still continuing.

At the same time, in the Great Light Palace of the Great Ri Wuzong, Zhao Han summoned eight Changwang Palace treasured martial arts that he admired very much.

These eight people are strong and have insufficient experience in the battle formation, but they have a keen sense of smell. After Zhao Han left, they persisted for another two hours before they were surrounded by disciples of the Dari Wu Sect who came from other places.

However, for this reason, in order to take down these eight people, hundreds of disciples were paid. Therefore, in the process of escorting them to the Great Light Palace, these eight people were beaten a lot. If Zhao Han had not summoned them, they would have been dismissed long ago.

So, when Zhao Han saw them again, he saw that eight of them were all bruised and swollen, and their clothes were almost hanging on their bodies, making them look extremely embarrassed.

"It was you eight who killed more than 300 disciples of our sect. In addition, we led people to resist before, more than 3,000 people in our sect died because of you eight."

Zhao Han's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the eight people. The aura belonging to the Shi Ling Realm was vigorous. At the same time, the terrifying Dari True Fire formed a circle of light behind him. The pressure formed by the gap in the stairs fell directly on these eight people, making their already exhausted and overdrawn bodies shaking and almost kneeling to the ground.

However, these eight people were hard enough. They gritted their teeth and refused to kneel down with Zhao Han's momentum. Although Zhao Han only released less than half of the momentum because he loved talents, their ability to bear it in such a state is enough to show their strength and potential.

"On the battle formation... each is his master..." The man who seemed to be the leader was stained with blood, but his eyes were filled with rebellious eyes, but he immediately covered his eyes and screamed.

You should know that Zhao Han had reshaped his foundation before, eliminated and gave up all the secret techniques except the Nine Yang secret technique, and only practiced the Nine Yang secret technique. He was pure to the extreme. When he broke through the virtual form, he had grabbed the fire seed of the Great Sun True Fire from the Great Sun. Over the past few days, he had been tempered by the Great Sun True Fire day and night. Whether it was film, muscles, internal organs, bones and blood, they were much purer than before. His body was so strong that he could easily crush him before.

Especially at this moment, the true fire of the sun in Zhao Han's body condensed into a circle of divine light behind him, as if a sun was hanging behind him, blooming with infinite light and heat.

Although this Changwang Palace Baodan Mingwu has extraordinary talent and unlimited potential, looking at Zhao Han at such a close distance is like looking at the sun. He is not blindly calculating on the spot that he is lucky.

"Brother..."

"Brother!"

"Bastard, what did you do to my elder brother!"

"Brother, how are you?"

...

The other people were furious when they saw their elder brother covering their eyes and screaming. However, their cultivation was lowered. After calling out, they were easily suppressed by Zhao Han's aggravated momentum.

"I remember a sentence, "There is no point in anger without strength." Zhao Han looked at Baodan Mingwu with satisfaction, who was still rebellious but had to lower his head, and suddenly changed the subject, "I think you all look very similar. Are you eight octuplets?"

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This question was directly asked by the eight people in the field. I wonder why the leader of the Dari Wushang Sect, who was obviously hostile before, suddenly changed the topic, but this matter could not be hidden at all, and they did not intend to hide it, so they nodded one after another.

"So they are really octuplets. No wonder you can cooperate perfectly. You really have an unparalleled advantage over others in the Battle Formation Mountain. However, this is the first time I have seen octuplets."

Zhao Han nodded, took the initiative to withdraw the true fire of the sun that was lingering behind him, and then restrained his aura, and he seemed to have become an ordinary mortal in an instant.

It was not until this time that the eight people breathed a sigh of relief and the eldest brother of the eight of them spoke: "Zhengmaster Zhao, do you want to surrender us?"

"Yes, your eight of you had performed in the battle formation before, and I became loving talent." Zhao Han did not deny it.

"Don't think we will not surrender to you. If you want to kill and cut you, you will be fine." At this moment, one of the octopus suddenly spoke and shouted excitedly, "The Chang Palace treats us as much as a mountain of kindness, and our eight brothers will never betray the Chang Palace!"

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, who are you? Who are you in the ranking?"

The man was stunned, but he still answered honestly: "Lao Wu."

Zhao Han nodded: "Oh, it turns out to be the fifth brother. Do you know that the Changwang Palace, which you always say is as kind as a mountain, will completely disappear in Bingzhou in two days?"

"What did you say? Don't coax us!" The man smiled at Zhao Han disdainfully, "It's funny that you want us to surrender to you, and you actually use such childish words to fool us!"

Zhao Han was too lazy to argue with him, and his eyes swept across the faces of others: "It seems that it's not only you, but I'm afraid that the other seven brothers of yours also think so, right?"

"The Changwang Palace is one of the three dominants in Bingzhou. It has been the dominant power for thousands of years. After countless challenges, it has faced many crises. However, the one who laughed to the end is the Changwang Palace." The boss among the octopus who spoke first said in a deep voice, "Although the Dari Wuzong won this battle, the Changwang Palace still has its foundation after all. What you said before was just crazy words."

"Oh, so, you eight of you don't believe that I can take the Chang Palace within two days, right?" Zhao Han smiled and did not refute, "Or let's make a bet, just bet if our sect can take the Chang Palace within two days."

The fifth among the octagonists couldn't help but sneer: "What do you want to bet on? Do you want to bet on our eight brothers?"

Zhao Han nodded: "Yes, I will bet on you eight brothers. If I take down the Chang Palace within two days, you eight brothers will surrender to me and be my disciples, and swear to be loyal to my great Ri Wuzong. Do you dare to bet?"

The octagonists breathed stagnantly, exchanged glances with each other, and finally the boss said, "What if you didn't take the Chang Wang Palace within two days?"

Zhao Han glanced at the eight people, shook his head, and smiled, "If I can't take down the Changwang Palace within two days, I will let you eight people be free. The world is so great, wherever you eight people like to go."

"Okay, it's a matter of determination. The eight brothers have bet. If your Dari Wuzong can take over the Changwang Palace within two days, we will take you as our teacher and obey you only the order."
Chapter completed!