There are few horse hooves on the battlefield of the doomsday, and various rare birds and beasts emerge one after another. During the rebellion of the hundreds of races, the Heavenly Court took action to store many monsters in the Heavenly Court, and used secret techniques to erase the spirit of these monsters, but retained their ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own and cultivate. Over the past few thousand years, these originally extremely ferocious beasts have become domestic animals raised in the Heavenly Court shed. They are very obedient and can also become stable combat power on the battlefield.

The Emperor of Heaven's travel was originally a major event in the Heavenly Court. He used nine kinds of strange beasts to pull a golden carriage. Wherever he passed, there were thousands of bright lights and string music. The ceremonial guards of the followers alone were no less than a thousand people. In previous years, he visited the world, so this show was not too great. Emperor Haotian was extremely extravagant, but he had the capital. Every time he went on a tour, he did not have tens of thousands of people to accompany him, which was a strange thing.

But today is different. Emperor Haotian ordered people to prepare the imperial carriage, but Jiulong just pulled a rare chariot. Emperor Haotian was even more rarely worn with yellow and purple armor, and a majestic long sword around his waist. The long sword was very fancy. Not only carved dragons and painted beasts, but also several gems that were difficult to find between heaven and earth were embedded on it. I don’t know whether it was used for war or to see it.

It will take some time to rush from Lingxiao Palace to the doomsday battlefield, and Emperor Haotian is never in a hurry. He knew that even if Tu Mie resurrected Chi You, Chi You would take some time to restore his top combat power. After all, he hasn't fought with others for so many years, and his muscles and bones should have become rigid, so he still wants Chi You to move his muscles and bones first.

The news of the Emperor of Heaven's travel soon reached the doomsday battlefield, and the Jiuli tribe was shocked by this news. In previous years, the battles between immortals and demons basically lasted for decades, and finally the showdown of the top combat power between the two sides. After all, it is easy to find a thousand troops, but it is hard to find one general. The demise of the top combat power has greatly affected the direction of the battle situation. Even so, except for the first battle between immortals and demons, there have basically never been seen Emperor Haotian personally taking action. After all, the Heavenly Court is still the terrifying Heavenly Court, with many gods as many as stars.

Unlike the surface calm and secretly panic of the Jiuli tribe, the Heavenly Court cheered after receiving this news. The Emperor of Heaven personally led the army to fight, which was a great encouragement to morale and the actual increase in strength. All the Heavenly War began to become serious, and even the daily patrol and training became more attentive and harder, for fear that the Emperor of Heaven would suddenly arrive and see the lazy and idle attitude in the Heavenly Court camp.

Fan Tianpeng and Meng Zijin naturally received the news. Their immediate boss specially found Fan Tianpeng to the Central Camp for a conversation for this matter, but Fan Tianpeng, who returned to the camp, looked not good-looking, and it was obvious that the communication between the two sides was not very pleasant. As Fan Tianpeng's brain, Meng Zijin naturally wanted to ask about Fan Tianpeng. "You don't seem to have a very happy conversation with that general this time. What happened? Come and listen to me."

"That bastard said that there is no order in our team and the military discipline is scattered, which makes the heavenly soldiers embarrassed. We should also pay attention to the military discipline in the team and restrain our brothers. When the Emperor of Heaven comes, we can perform well and not lose the face of the entire camp. I am so sad, why do I need him, a young boy to teach me?" Fan Tianpeng slapped the table.

Meng Zijin gently shook the feather fan and said slowly, "Most of the heavenly soldiers and generals are born gods, so they naturally have a sense of arrogant pride. If you want to continue working here, we have to endure it. If you don't want to do it, take our own brothers and run away in the middle of the night. This is not a big deal. Wherever you fight, it's not a fight."

Hearing this, Fan Tianpeng's angry expression froze on his face. He slowly sat back on his position, put his left hand on the armrest, and a few fingers rhythmically tapped the armrest of the chair, frowned, and looked like he pondered and thoughtful.

After seeing this scene, Meng Zijin smiled slightly, "You'd better stop using your brain. Once you use your brain, I'll have a headache. You're more suitable to solve the problem with your fists. But there's no hurry. It will take some time for the Emperor of Heaven to come from Lingxiao Palace. We still have time to consider it, but don't reveal it. There are ears in the walls and tongues in the team."

Fan Tianpeng raised his eyelids, glanced at Meng Zijin, then lay down at the back, and said, "We won't wait. Zijin, you sent someone to send a memorial to the general overnight, saying that we were just a newcomer and had no achievements, and we had no military achievements. We wanted to perform well in front of the Emperor of Heaven, so we were ready to attack the camp tomorrow."

"This is not very appropriate. I know that your plan is that we must be worthy of the kindness of the Heavenly Court, so if we want to repay this love with some record, if we can't defeat it, we will surrender to the enemy. Even if the demons don't want us, at worst, they will quit and take the brothers of the original class back to be a local emperor. But have you ever thought that fighting will kill people?" Meng Zijin frowned.

As if he waved his hand a little tired, Fan Tianpeng closed his eyes and leaned on the general's chair. Meng Zijin knew Fan Tianpeng's temperament. Once he made this move, it would mean that this matter was undiscussed.

In the cave, Tu Mie looked at the three-meter-tall Witch Ancestor in front of him, and slightly tightened the Gan Qi in his hand, and replied, "Witch Ancestor Chiyou, it is me who wakes you up, the Jiuli clan's God-killing Marshal

Tu Mie welcomes the witch ancestor Chiyou to return to the Jiuli clan."

Chi You looked at the bald head in front of him, who was only half the height of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he sneered and said, "Young man, I don't know you. But I feel that in addition to joy, there is also a fighting spirit in your eyes. Do you want to fight me?"

"It would be great if the Wu Zu could satisfy this wish. From the second I started to perform this mission, I was fantasizing about the current scene all the time. I have been preparing for this for more than ten years, just waiting for the Wu Zu to fight me."

Chi You was not angry at Tu Mie's offense, but laughed with great appreciation, "Hahaha, there are not many people in the world who can have this fighting spirit. I can feel the decline of this era, and I can also feel that our tribe members gathered not far away, and the opposite is the miscellaneous people of the Heavenly Court. However, young people, we will have a battle, but now is not the time. We must distinguish what the overall situation is. In the battle of fighting, Emperor Haotian killed me. Today I will return to the world and lead the Jiuli tribe to fight the world, and bring the entire Shenzhou into the territory of the Jiuli tribe, so that all the aliens in the world will become slaves of the Jiuli tribe."

After hearing what Chi You said, Tu Mie wanted to say something, but he still shut up. What does the matter in the world have to do with Tu Mie? He is just a person who wants to fight. As long as he can fight happily, it doesn't matter even if he dies, let alone, he is not dead.

Tu Mie originally planned to start a war as soon as Chi You was resurrected, but Tu Mie could clearly feel that Chi You was not at its peak at this time, and he could afford to wait and waste it. More importantly, Tu Mie could feel the gap between him and Chi You, which could be made up for. Tu Mie also had to make up for it, so that he would have to reach the peak state.

The two walked out of the cave, and the evil aura on the doomsday battlefield began to rotate rapidly after Chiyou walked out of the cave, forming a vortex in the air, and directly drilled into Chiyou's body. Chiyou was originally terrifying enough, and the terrifying evil aura that made people chill all over his body attached to him, which made him look like a demon god.

I don’t know if I haven’t walked on this land for too long. Chi You didn’t fly very quickly, but just stepped on the land with bare feet. Every step was a huge deep pit on the extremely hard magma rock, as if carrying a burden of ten thousand pounds. Every step was extremely difficult. Tu Mie followed Chi You, watching the body stretching and shrinking, sometimes expanding like a ball, sometimes shriveling like a dead tree, and his eyes were filled with awe and fighting heart.

"Yes, young man, keep your fighting spirit, surpass me, and then defeat me, I am also waiting for this day. I can feel the tragic situation of this generation. The thin spiritual energy is far worse than our era. Even I can feel the short lifespan and weak bodies of this generation of tribe members. Fortunately, you awaken me, everything will be changed by me. There are enough spiritual energy and killed, so naturally I will come back." Chi You said without looking back and said with his back to Tu Mie.

Tu Mie still didn't say anything, only Chi You was talking. Tu Mie seemed to have become a mute after Chi You was resurrected, only knowing how to do things and never talk anymore. The two of them walked on the ground on the battlefield of the doomsday, and the ground was still erupting with red and scorching rolling magma.

The next night when Meng Zijin handed the document to the general, thousands of teams set out from the barracks of the Heavenly Court, bypassed the Yueying Sand Dunes, and rushed to the camp of the Jiuli tribe for a long distance.

In the camp tent, Yingya and Ye Yuhan were discussing the direction of the Jiuli tribe after Chiyou's resurrection. Suddenly, Yingya left with a brow, then smiled and said softly, "There is a team of thousands of people divided into twenty teams to surround our camp. I don't know what they are planning yet."

"This number of people should not attack our camp. They should just harass or put some rockets in the dark, which would not pose any threat. I am more curious about where the other party came from. I don't know that you, Shadow Crow, are the best at controlling insects. Your eyeliner has been laid out within a radius of thirty miles. They rushed over like this, obviously it was a behavior of seeking death. There should be no general in the Heavenly Court that would be so brainless, right?" Ye Yuhan curled his lips and sneered slightly, thinking these people were very sad, and thinking these people were so stupid.

Yingyao also smiled and said, "Then let's go out to play with them. Anyway, I'm idle, and it's good to exercise my muscles and bones. The Wu Zu's affairs are just a dead knot, and there is no way to solve them. I can only watch it change. With the Wu Zu's reputation in the clan, as long as he raises his arms, all our efforts will be wasted. After all, we are worshipped as gods. What can we do? Alas, we can only say that we have tried our best, but the result is determined by heaven."

In response to this, Ye Yuhan could only nod his head in agreement. After pondering for a while, Ye Yuhan said again, "Let that little brat Yun Zangfeng go, the fairy and demon fetus have ruled the Jiuli clan for so many years. This boy's prestige is not inferior to the Wuzu. Now he needs to accumulate some military merits and prestige to lead the Jiuli clan. He can only expect that little brat to have the power to fight with Wuzu."

Having made up for the final decision, Shadow Crow soon found Yun Zangfeng and listened to Yun Zangfeng's instincts. Yun Zangfeng was unwilling to interfere in the internal affairs of the Jiuli tribe, but he still had to face some things, so he ran out of the camp with his five hundred confidants and prepared to face the enemy.

"This time the mission is quite special. No one is allowed to fight with the team from the Heavenly Court when they encounter it. Let them come over. After running thirty miles away, everyone began to go back and surrounded the thousand-man army. Remember, no fire was allowed." Yun Zangfeng only gave such an order, and stayed on a high slope and waited.

The five hundred Jiuli army was already very proud of Fan Tianpeng's face. After all, with the help of the worms and the beasts, the five hundred Jiuli army was enough to deal with the Heavenly Court army of 3,000.

Soon, Yun Zangfeng saw the flame signal in the distance, and there were more and more black shadows under the low slope. These heavenly armies were also very assigned. As soon as they saw the Jiuli tribe's troops, they would change direction and were unwilling to expose the purpose of the attack on the camp. Therefore, the Jiuli tribe successfully surrounded this thousand-person army.

Below the hillside, Meng Zijin said to Fan Tianpeng, "Old Fan, I feel something is wrong, it's like we were introduced here. Look around, there are more and more people, as if we were intentionally arranged. The Jiuli troops we met before may not be the troops that came out to patrol, but the elite troops who dealt with us."

Just as Lao Fan was about to speak, he heard a voice coming from the mountain, "It's great. I didn't expect that there were people with brains in this team, but it was too late. I don't know what you were thinking. More than a thousand people wanted to attack the camp. It's so whimsical. Do you think the camp of the Jiuli tribe was built with tofu?"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw fires on the hillside. Hundreds of people surrounded their team in a low-lying valley, and were surrounded by soldiers from the Heavenly Court, which was obviously trapped.

A man soared over the hillside, holding a long spear-like weapon, and his black armor radiated cold light under the moonlight. Fan Tianpeng knew that he had been trapped, but he was unwilling to surrender. Seeing that someone dared to come forward directly, he immediately stopped two short halberds in his hand and rushed towards the figure. For a moment, the cold light rose sharply, illuminating the valley like daytime.

When Yun Zangfeng saw a rough man attacking, he had thought of saying a few more words and he also raised Qianji to meet him. The two soon fought to the same place, with spears coming and going, countless cold lights and bursting true energy sputtering everywhere, shattering countless stones.

Although Fan Tianpeng was brave, he was definitely not Yun Zangfeng's opponent. If Yun Zangfeng had not given intent, Fan Tianpeng would have been a corpse at this moment. But once Fan Tianpeng fought, he would not be able to see the situation clearly. Even though he had a brave attack, the short halberd in his hand seemed like a heavy rain, and he couldn't help but launch a fierce attack on Yun Zangfeng. Yun Zangfeng smiled and held Qianji in one hand. While blocking Fan Tianpeng's attack, he observed the army below.

If Fan Tianpeng cannot understand the situation, it does not mean that there is no one who can see the situation clearly. Seeing that Fan Tianpeng seemed to have the upper hand, but the other party was at ease in advancing and retreating. Even when Fan Tianpeng slightly wanted to retreat, he would deliberately sell a flaw and let Fan Tianpeng continue to attack. He knew that the strength of the two sides was very different and the outcome was decided.

"No need to fight anymore, we surrender." Meng Zijin shouted, which made everyone stunned.

Fan Tianpeng glanced at Meng Zijin and shouted angrily, "Old Meng, what are you doing? If you don't see me, are you going to win soon? You can't surrender now, and let me capture this guy alive and take it into the demon camp, so we can have the capital to negotiate."

After hearing this, Yun Zangfeng exploded his true energy and shot down Fan Tianpeng with a spear. However, Yun Zangfeng ignored Fan Tianpeng and turned to Meng Zijin and said, "Subduing so cleanly, are you here to attack the camp or surrender to the enemy?"

At this time, Fan Tianpeng realized the difference between the two, looked at Meng Zijin, and turned his head to the side. Meng Zijin sighed and told the whole story one by one. Yun Zangfeng then understood the other party's thoughts. This is a good thing, which shows that the Heavenly Court is not a solid piece. As long as one person surrenders to the enemy, it will be like a thousand-mile dike collapsed in an ant hole, and the Heavenly Court will soon be disintegrated.

Just as Yun Zangfeng was about to speak, a huge fireball fell from the sky and landed in front of Yun Zangfeng. Before Yun Zangfeng could see the person in the fireball clearly, he heard one after another scream in his ears. When he came to his senses, he saw a strange man with two horns and three-meter-high eyes holding Meng Zijin in his hand with one hand and twisting his neck. Meng Zijin's body also quickly shriveled, as if the flesh and blood essence and true energy of the whole body were sucked into the man's body, and none of the thousands of troops were spared.

Many Jiuli warriors who were originally watching knelt on the ground and shouted the word "Witch Ancestor".

Yun Zangfeng then realized that the terrifying aura he felt the day before yesterday was sent by this person, and Tu Mie around him undoubtedly demonstrated his identity, Wu Zu Chiyou.
Chapter completed!