Wu Kingdom, Northern Xinjiang, Jingzhou.

Ruins all over the ground and boundless bones. Wu Tie tried his best to move them away if they had time to take them away. However, the transportation capacity was limited. More than 60% of the young and strong men stayed in their hometowns, as well as the prefectures and counties around Jingzhou.

The Xueyuan tribe army came to fight, and the young and strong people who stayed in their hometown merged with their hometown.

Crows circling all over the sky, and wild dogs were walking around. The crows and wild dogs ate too much carrion, and their eyes were red, which clearly had been infected with the evil epidemic.

If it weren't for the low temperature and ice brought by the Snowfield tribe, the plague had been spreading wildly, and I wonder how many people would die in the plague.

After conquering Jingzhou, the army of the Xueyuan tribe temporarily stopped.

After all, the Xueyuan tribe is still a little weaker than the Wu Kingdom.

Just like a python swallowing an elephant, after swallowing a large piece of flesh and blood, the Xueyuan tribe became a little indigested.

Countless women who were captured, countless stolen gold, silver and jewelry, countless food, wine, countless silk and satin, and even those beautiful palaces and pavilions, those exquisite carriages, flying boats, etc.

Wu Tie deliberately left a large number of cumbersome objects among the major prefectures and counties that fell.

These things include those big vases that are two people tall, goldfish tanks that only seven or eight people can lift, a large screen that is more than ten feet long, comparable to the stepping beds of a small house, and those giant bird cages with gold and jade inlaid, etc.

They are all good things, they are all treasures made of gold and silver.

The Xueyuan tribe deals with wild animals and birds all day long in the deserted snow field, eating half-cooked meat, dressed in animal skins, and walks with legs or fighting beasts. They live in either caves or snow nests.

Have they ever seen such a romantic and luxurious life? Have they seen so many good things that they have never seen in their dreams?

All the snowfield warriors were in a carnival, overeating, drinking and having fun, and enjoying the treasures they stolen. They had no intention of continuing to fight, and they were powerless to fight any further.

No matter how strong a man was, he vented too much energy on the plundered woman and poured himself a lot of vegetables with strong wine every day. After half a month, most of the physical cultivation in the fetal realm wasted.

Jingzhou City, the original state government, was filled with soft cushions made of various colors of brocade.

Eighteen Xuanming ancestors sat cross-legged among the thick brocade piles, with huge secret porcelain plates in front of them, filled with barbecue.

The large and carefully selected pieces of good meat were covered with a thick layer of spice powder. The spices were sprinkled too much, so that the aroma became pungent and unpleasant. The Eighteen Patriarchs of Xuanming didn't care about these. They tore the barbecue in big mouthfuls and filled with fine wine. They were all greasy, just like hungry ghosts who had just escaped from the Eighteenth Hell.

However, it is almost the same to say that they are hungry ghosts.

In ancient times, they hated the gods. Although they eventually surrendered and surrendered to the gods, they were still punished by the gods and were frozen in the Xuanbing coffin for many years.

In order to attack Wuguo this time, they were released, so they naturally had to eat and drink, enjoy and make up for the wonderful time they had lost so many years.

After stretching his neck, an old ancestor Xuanming swallowed a large piece of roasted beef tendon meat and said vaguely: "Brother, the children are a bit ridiculous these days."

The ancestor Xuanming, who was sitting in the middle and was crazily tearing a fat goose, snorted coldly: "Go with them... This flower world is thousands or ten thousand times better than the snow field. It is natural to be fascinated and confused for a moment. Let them go!"

Another Xuanming Ancestor said in a deep voice: "If you are afraid, you will be afraid. The children will no longer have the intention to fight... What the above people want us to do, if they cannot do..."

The eighteen ancestors of Xuanming looked up at the ceiling at the same time.

The ancestor Xuanming, who was sitting in the middle, pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's okay. There is no one in the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom that is our opponent, and that little guy named Wu Wang, who is a little bit... Humph, see him next time, we will set up the Xuanming Formation of the Nine Heavens Supervising Literature and join forces to kill him."

In a few bites, a fat goose weighing more than 20 pounds was swallowed clean with the leather and bones. The ancestor Xuanming said sinisterly: "If you kill the King of Wu, there will be no decent people in the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom. At that time, we will take action and kill all their senior management."

"At that time, there is no need to continue to fight. Wherever our edict passes, will there be someone in the Qingqiu God Kingdom dare to disobey the order?"

"What else do they have to do except lying on the ground and let us slaughter you?"

The Eighteen Ancestors of Xuanming laughed wildly at the same time.

They smiled extremely proudly and extremely rampantly, and every pore in their bodies was spraying a hint of cold air, which directly turned the entire hall into an ice and snow cave.

In the hall, more than a thousand elders of the Xueyuan tribe who were also having fun and laughed out loud. They raised their wine glasses proudly and shouted loudly.

The brigade of robberies wrapped in thick furs and ran back and forth in the cold hall with difficulty, filling the vicious tribal elders with fine wine.

When the old ancestor Xuanming saw these maids who were struggling to walk, they burst into laughter again: "Look at these girls from the south, you will know how delicate and incompetent they are... Hahaha, girls are like this, men are so weak and vulnerable!"

The elders of the tribe who were having a banquet in the hall burst into laughter again, and they all laughed so hard that they were so proud that they were so proud.

Yes, it's right.

The people of the Snowfield tribe, even women, can only wear a thin animal skin, kill beasts and hunt food in the Snowfield.

And these plundered maids are so delicate and so weak...

The Qingqiu Divine Kingdom cannot be an opponent of the Snowfield Tribe Alliance, absolutely impossible.

A tall and thin tribal elder slowly walked into the hall and bowed to the eighteen Xuanming ancestors: "Ancestor, the news that came before, Qingqiu Divine Kingdom is gone... Now, it is the Wu King Wu Tie who fought with the ancestors. He replaced Linghu Qingqing and replaced Qingqiu Divine Kingdom with Wu Kingdom."

"Wu Tie, King Wu?" An old ancestor Xuanming said in surprise: "Wu King, he had previously reported his name, isn't he Huo Xiong?"

The Xuanming Ancestor sitting in the middle waved his hand and said carelessly: "No matter how Huo Xiong or Wu Tie, he is dead."

The Xuanming ancestors looked at each other and laughed again.

Many tribal elders in the hall also laughed wildly.

Even the elders who came to report the news laughed loudly, found a brocade cushion and sat down, and raised their wine glass to drink with great care.

The Qingqiu Divine Kingdom became the Wu Kingdom?

Such things are not rare.

Among the Xueyuan tribe, this small subordinate tribe has grown stronger and has killed the leader of the main family, so there are not too many things to replace.

The Qingqiu Divine Kingdom suffered many consecutive defeats at the hands of their Xueyuan tribe, and Linghu Qingqing was seriously injured by their ancestors. If no internal force replaced them, the elders of the Xueyuan tribe would be surprised.

Just as these tribal elders were having fun, and just as the soldiers of the Snowfield tribe were having fun, Wu Tie had already returned to the northern border.

The Mohist family built a solid military city in the south of Jingzhou with the help of natural mountains.

The military city is nine thousand miles long from east to west and eight hundred miles wide from north to south. There are countless formation mechanisms and countless large and small forts. There are also Fengshui masters of the Yuan family of the Great Wei Dynasty, migrating the earth veins and colluding with large formations, providing the military city with almost endless powerful energy.

Thirty-six four-spirit warships hang high in the void, and the huge martial boats docked behind the military city, and are undergoing final modifications and enhancements.

In the battle of Wagu, in the world of the Canghai Divine Pearl, Qian Xiao's ship, a flying boat shaped like a three-legged golden crow, was destroyed by Wu Tie. The fragments of this flying boat were being merged with the martial boat by several ancestors of the Mo family using secret techniques.

The Martial Boat, which is thousands of feet long and shaped like a golden dragon, was originally the travel ship of the God Emperor of the Great Wei. Because of its size, this giant ship was once regarded as the most failed creation in the history of the Great Wei.

With the magical transformation of the big iron and the infiltration of countless rare materials, the Wuzhou can now catch up with the four-spirit warship in terms of maneuver power, and its performance is even higher in other aspects.

Transportation ships flew from the south, and the transport ships hovered over the military city. Then the freshly baked giant gods in the brigade jumped straight from the sky. After landing lightly, under Lao Tie's order, he quickly rushed to various places to garrison.

Groups of elite soldiers kept flying out of the transport ships, lined up neatly military formations, and entered the barracks in various military cities.

Wu Tie stood on the top of a raised mountain behind the north wall, sitting upright on the throne, quietly looking at the movements in the north. Just dozens of miles away, thousands of snow-field warriors were riding fat white wolf, lazy patrolling near a small hill.

These snowfield soldiers were bare and only wrapped a small piece of cotton cloth around their waists.

From a long distance, Wu Tie could see the sweat flowing down these guys, and even more, the long hairs on the white wolf with extremely long hair were already stranded by sweat, making them wet and very embarrassed.

"So, you are afraid of heat!"

Wu Tie grinned strangely, and he looked at the Five Elements Taoist.

The Five Elements Taoist laughed "gaga" and looked at a red bird the size of a fist standing on his shoulder.

This red bird is truly transformed by the ancient golden crow essence of Chiyang sacred mountain.

After returning to Tianwu City from Chiyang Sacred Mountain, Wu Tie cut one of his bones and gave it to Taiwu Golden Crow Spirit.

After swallowing the Chaos Bone given by Wu Tie, the golden crow spirit immediately activates its magical powers and turns into an egg. After three hours, it breaks out of the shell and regains its physical body. After re-conceived the physical body, this guy directly swallowed up all the fire attributes and yang attribute cultivation resources that could be found in Tianwu City.

Wu Tie didn't know how strong this guy was now.

But, it must be very strong.

Wu Tie is looking forward to the continued attack of the Snowfield tribe. He will definitely let these guys who are used to the ice and snow in the north know what the enthusiasm of the south is.

Hundreds of warships of different sizes were slowly traveling from the north, from high to low.

These warships were trophys seized by Wu Tie on purpose by someone who was deliberately abandoned by the Snowfield tribe. Obviously, these warriors of the Snowfield tribe are not used to controlling these warships. Seeing their flying crooked appearance, Wu Tie was afraid that they would bump into each other at any time.

The small fleet slowly walked to less than thirty miles from the military city.

A short and shaped monkey elder of the Xueyuan tribe, carrying a staff, stood arrogantly at the bow of a warship in the middle, and shouted loudly in the direction of the military city.

"The weak and incompetent southerners... do you dare to go out of the city to fight?"

"If you don't dare, you will offer one million beautiful women, one million ingots of gold, one million ingots of silver, one billion pieces of silk, one million stones of grain, one million cattle, sheep, and one million jars of fine wine."

"Otherwise, our Snow Ape Tribe will break through your city walls and kill you without leaving any armor."

Wu Tie looked at the short snowfield elder and smiled coldly: "Is this a blackmailed person from the Snow Ape Tribe? This is not the person among the six strongest tribes of theirs. Haha, do you really treat us as soft persimmons?"

Li Guang, who was standing beside him, said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, these days, the Xueyuan army has suspended its attacks. Only some small and medium-sized tribes dare not go south alone. The spoils have been taken away by those large tribes. They are unwilling to give in, and they are greedy and often come here to make noise."

Wu Tie snorted coldly, and was about to order the small fleet to knock out when a large cloud suddenly rolled in the sky.

The low thunder kept coming from the thick dark clouds, and the dark clouds quickly gathered together, covering the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles. A dazzling lightning jumped out from the gaps in the clouds, and a suffocating pressure crushed from the sky, making Wu Tie feel a little uncomfortable.

The next moment, a thunder seal, which was a thousand feet in size and was condensed by lightning, fell from the sky.

With a loud bang, more than a dozen warships were crushed under the thunder seal, and a dull thunder shock sound was heard. More than a dozen warships, together with more than 10,000 snow-land warriors above, and the snow-land elder in the second level of the God Realm, all exploded into a ray of ashes in the lightning.

A rude, powerful, and full of supreme pressure fluctuations fell from the sky, and countless electric lights, as thick as water tanks, fell straight from the clouds.

The remaining nearly a hundred warships were flooded with dense lightning. The lightning was like a waterfall, and the terrifying thunder roar was heard. Nearly a hundred warships, together with the tens of thousands of snow-field warriors on the warships, instantly turned into wisps of blue smoke and drifted with the wind.

The dark clouds rolled rapidly in the sky, and lightning in the clouds quickly gathered into the middle.

Soon, a burly figure who was meter tall and wide was condensed in the lightning. He wore a set of dark purple armor and held a long halberd wrapped in lightning. He walked towards Wu Tie step by step.

Wu Tie stood up and looked at the handsome man with a solemn appearance.

"I, Wu Tie, King Wu Tie, who is coming?"
Chapter completed!