The situation of the war suddenly became clear. As the gods appeared on the land of Dongsheng, the rhythm of the three tribes' war drums finally slowed down.

Moreover, a mysterious force appeared on the land of Dongsheng, which suppressed the cultivation of the three tribes, and the power was greatly reduced, whether it was secret techniques or magical powers.

This made all the three tribes feel a little worried. This land is as spiritual as it is and begins to revive.

At the same time, an ancient legend also appeared. The four lands on which the four clans depended for survival were actually transformed by four peerless corpses. When the world was opened, the Red Leaf Ancestor God killed the four evil ones who were in chaos and merged into the origin of chaos, thus deriveing ​​this world.

Now, Dongsheng is facing a crisis on the land, and this great misfortune has aroused its response, so it has recovered.

But more people ignore this. If the land where they live is extremely evil, then what are they? Parasites?

Many people naturally don’t think they are parasites, so they ignore them.

But Dongsheng land is still different after all.

The three clans destroyed the Three Kingdoms. They each divided one country, hoarded a large number of troops on the land of the Three Kingdoms, and established a large formation of voids to facilitate their interactions.

Moreover, the three countries are adjacent to each other, so they are not worried that other countries will suddenly be surrounded and will be isolated and helpless.

The other seven countries did not attack them because the three tribes forced them not to act rashly.

Even now, the Kingdom of Shenlin is just hiding in the Diguan City and can only defend.

The three tribes just surrounded and did not attack. Many people on the three tribes disappeared or were sealed. All of this was the method of the god man from Dongsheng. However, the three tribes did not resist, or they had already done it, but they were all defeated. Whether it was the dark clouds of the witch clan, the Buddhist relic incarnation, or the barbarian ferocious beasts, they were all defeated, and they all collapsed in one encounter!

This may be almost the gap between the four tribes' foundations, and often everything can be decided.

The Emperor Pass became deeper and deeper, and an inexplicable aura was emitting. When many monks landed on the Emperor Pass, they felt a sense of peace in their hearts. This feeling was unprecedented, just like a tree in the sky that could shelter them from wind and rain.

The base camps of the three tribes were filled with a solemn smell. The top leaders of them gathered together, and many people were frowning.

"What should I do? Why is the Kingdom of Shenlin so powerful that it actually forces my three tribes to be so unbearable!"

The person who spoke was an old man who had lived for countless years and had a smell of death. It is logical that a person of such age should be extremely calm, but this person had an anxious look.

And a monk also said: "The three angry Buddhas of my Buddhist clan are the supreme guardians, but they all disappeared and were defeated by the gods for a turn. Who can tell me what they exist!"

The people on the barbarians were silent and said nothing.

"Okay, let's discuss this matter again. First of all, let's control the Three Kingdoms. Although we occupy their territory, most of the monks ran away cleanly, and even most of the combat power of the Lu Zhan Sect is still there. Their existence is the biggest threat!" Finally, a barbarian monk spoke. The Lu Zhan Sect's combat power was extremely strong. They had been fighting for many years and knew themselves and their enemies.

"Yes, although we occupied the Three Kingdoms, it was also the result of years of layout. It involved extremely ancient existences. If we lost the Three Kingdoms in our hands, we might not have any good results!"

Everyone nodded and began to discuss how to make arrangements.

On the side of Dongsheng, a huge prison sentence fell into the Emperor Pass, with several huge ancient characters written on it. Many people felt inexplicably sad when they saw those words.

"Ten Warring States Periods, Yu Qixiong!"

A man silently recited these ancient characters, and was a little puzzled, but someone explained: "Dongsheng was originally the ten countries, called the Ten Thousand Heroes, but now the Three Kingdoms are occupied, and the remaining seven countries are left. Dongsheng's land is manifested in the decree so that we can know."

"The younger generation has never seen the era when the ten countries are dominating. At that time, internal and external troubles, hundreds of tribes compete for strength, and the barbarian and witch tribes invaded together. At this time, ten inconspicuous forces rose up. They fought for the internal stability and made the east-shen land end the war era. The ten countries, the ten heroes, were recognized by the earth. I have read ancient books, and at that time, the ten countries were fighting and trying to unify. However, at this time, the barbarian and witch tribes were ready to move again. The will of Dongsheng land was to be issued a decree, allowing the ten countries to quit the war, and then the two major barbarian and witch tribes were kept out."

Some people sighed and moved when they heard this. After hearing this, everyone sighed: "I didn't expect that the Three Kingdoms were not annexed by the other seven countries, but were occupied by foreign tribes. It's really sad!"

Mu Ming was silent in the distance. When he heard all this, he felt a little rippled in his heart. He originally thought that a country was so powerful, but he guessed how many days the Three Kingdoms died in internal struggle. Many people came here at these days, all monks from the Three Kingdoms, and they brought a lot of news.

The monks here also knew the reason for the defeat there. It turned out that there was a problem in the royal family, and it was a big problem.

They control the country, and their surrender to the enemy was almost a fatal blow to the entire country, and they would make power and diplomatic.

While the Shenlin Kingdom was glad, he also secretly sighed that the Shenlin Kingdom was the most powerful country after all. If he didn't take action, he would suppress all directions, so that the three tribes would withdraw from the Emperor Pass, and countless monks on the land of the three tribes could not move.

This made many monks who were not optimistic about this war have more hope and no longer so helpless. You should know that the ten countries were invaded before and were defeated step by step, which made countless monks feel a bad premonition in their hearts. The belief that Dongsheng was always upheld was affected, but it gradually recovered at this time.

Lan Xian'er added a cup of tea to Mu Ming and sat cross-legged.

Mu Mingze silently took out the golden needle, intending to treat her and save her life.

"What's going on with your origin?"

Mu Ming frowned, looked at Lan Xian'er's pale face, and mercilessly inserted a golden needle into her eyebrows.

Lan Xian'er brows tightly, opened her eyes and gave Mu Ming a blank look, but she was not annoyed, and said, "I found the Tianhe Pearl!"

Mu Ming's hand trembled, and the golden needle could not help but deviate from the acupoint. Lan Xian'er let out a low voice and pinched Mu Ming hard.

Mu Ming hurriedly corrected his mistake and said seriously: "The Tianhe Pearl of Ruoshuihe?"

"I didn't expect that I went after Tianhezhu. When the god man appeared, Tianhezhu could not avoid it, so he took the initiative to integrate into my body!"

A faint white light radiated from her body, and a stream of water fluctuated. A white light ball condensed in her dantian, constantly absorbing her origin.

"It's too powerful, your power is not integrated enough!" Mu Ming said.

"There is no choice, and I don't plan to find you, but there is really no choice!"

Having said that, Mu Ming knew that the rise of the Ruoshui clan was inevitable.

The Xuanyuan clan was favored by the Xuanyuan Sword, and then he went from a small tribe to an imperial clan.

"You won't say it out loud!" Lan Xian'er said with her eyes closed. Mu Ming ignored it and just inserted a few golden needles into the acupoint of his head. Lan Xian'er suffered another pain and muttered a few more words.

"Have you heard that foreign tribes have also appeared!" Lan Xian'er said.

"Don't it always exist?" Mu Ming asked back.

Lan Xian'er shook her head, "No, it's a real foreign race, not those pathfinders. I saw something with the help of Tianhezhu. You know I'm divining some talent. I happened to have a divination for everyone around me, including you. I saw you fighting with someone, and you seem to use the same power!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ming's hand froze, Lan Xian'er opened her eyes and said in confusion: "What?"
Chapter completed!