Xiao Wuhao is very reasonable in his analysis, and Wu Tian also nods slightly from time to time.
Pondering for a short time, there is no way of heaven: "should the ice Demon Lord and others be included?"
"No, they are not your confidants. After killing the false gods, the Jidao holy soldiers who armed them will not be able to return them to you. This kind of business is not cost-effective. Moreover, with their current strength, as long as they do not fight with the pseudo gods, their lives will not be in danger."
Wu Tian nodded.
Once upon a time, it was right that the ice Demon Lord and the emperor of Jiaohuang were kind to him, but they should be paid off for their efforts over the years.
Xiao Wuhao said: "in fact, according to my idea, we can declare war on the false gods when the four sacred animals are resurrected and the poems and Xiaoyi pass the customs."
"How long will they be closed?" There is no way of heaven. He knows that the Resurrection time of the four gods and beasts is no more than ten years. However, the time for poetry and Xiaoyi to inherit the fox God inheritance is uncertain.
"No more than a hundred years at the most."
No one can be sure.
All of a sudden, the little Wu Hao thief said with a smile: "you son of a bitch, you don''t know, this time I got the baby."
"What baby?" Every day I was stunned.
"Do you think Xiaoyi is very sad when something happens to poetry? When she was sad, her tears would not fall
"You..."
Wu Tian is angry, and his poems are almost killed. Xiao Wuhao is such an asshole that he is in the mood to collect Xiao Yi''s tears. He is heartless.
But before he opened his mouth, xiaowuhao waved his small hand, took out a jade bottle with big palms and tears from his arms, and said faintly, "I do this for everyone''s good. If you are not happy in your heart, you can pour it out."
"How shameless you are Wu Tian gnaws his teeth and sprays fire in his eyes.
Xiaowuhaoming knew that he couldn''t shed his tears. He also made such a gesture. Obviously, he was teasing him. He was not polite. He said, "let the hand of God give birth to the innate soul of soldiers. As for Han Tian and others, you can do it yourself."
The hand of God is the most suitable holy soldier for him besides chopping God.
However, over the years, with the improvement of strength, the hand of God is of no use at all. It has been kept warm in the spiritual pulse. Now with Xiaoyi''s tears, it is natural to awaken the soul of the army for it at the first time.
"Hypocrisy!" Xiao Wuhao despised him to the extreme and then said curiously, "Shenmu is taken away by xianbitong. How can I see you without any worry?"
"Why should I worry? It should be the Protoss." Wu Tian Mou son cold light flash, will own plan, secretly told small Wu Hao.
"Damn it, you are trying to make this idea, but you are really excellent. The divine wood is the divine object of the divine family, and the God King will guard it in person. In this way, no matter what decisions he makes and what orders he gives, he can''t escape your eyes and ears.
In addition, when we rush to the divine world, they will certainly stop us in every way. Then we can catch turtles in the urn. Just think about it, the whole person will feel refreshed. Ha ha... "
Xiao Wuhao laughed triumphantly.
Wu Tian''s face also has a touch of cold.
As soon as the laughter was collected, Xiao Wuhao said, "OK, no nonsense. I''m going to find Shangxuan and begin to awaken the spirit of innate soldiers."
Wu Tiandao: "wait a minute. I don''t know how to talk about the death of Shangxuan''s little grandson. I think it''s better for you to talk about it as a master."
Xiaowuhao nodded, with a trace of melancholy, into the star world.
He sent the God of beheading into the starry world. Wu Tian sat in the void and looked at the distance. His whole body could not help but feel a sense of sadness, which filled the sky and the earth.
The appearance of the three Protoss brought great trauma to the eastern region. Even if the protoss were uprooted, it would not be enough to calm down the public anger.
"Xu Yan, Tang Yun, you will not die in vain, the protoss will become your funeral objects!" Wu Tian murmured, his eyes closed slightly, and he began to communicate with the God tree.
After a hundred breaths, Wutian finally got in touch with Tongtian Shenmu, and a magnificent picture immediately appeared in front of him.
Shenmu is the second carrier of Wutian. He can see everything that Shenmu can see.
In short, now is no heaven in the divine world.
The divine world is very vast. If you look at it, you can''t see the edge at all. Under the sacred wood, there is a huge city with magnificent buildings. Outside the city is a piece of rolling mountains with beautiful peaks and beautiful water. White clouds float in the mountain stream, just like a fairyland.
It''s hard to imagine that in such a beautiful and elegant place, how could there be such a cruel and heartless person of three big families? Wu Tian is angry. The protoss are not worthy to live here.
"Elder brother, come to the temple of God King. I have something important to discuss with you." Suddenly, a majestic word came from a palace.
The idea of "no God" extends. The idea here refers not to himself, but to divine wood.
There is one advantage of divine wood''s divinity, even if the divine king discovers it, he will not care.
When the deity entered the palace, Wu Tian immediately found that the temple of God King seemed to have just been built.In fact, he did not know that the original God King''s palace had been destroyed by the heavenly rope. The God King''s palace was built by the God King with great magic power. There were no decorations and decorations in the hall. There were only five wooden seats covered with white animal skins, which were neatly placed in the center of the hall.
In the middle of the five seats, there is a tea table on which the tea is boiling and the fragrance of tea is floating thousands of miles.
A dignified middle-aged man in white leans on the main seat with one arm on his leg and the other on the tea table, holding out his index finger and tapping gently and rhythmically.
And next to the middle-aged man, there is a young woman, who is very familiar with Wu Tian. She is just Xian Bi Tong!
Fiber Bi Tong also did not speak, holding a teacup, head down, do not know what is thinking.
The entire hall, only the boiling sound and percussion sound of water, silent.
After a while, an old man with white hair and white beard strode into the hall. When he came to the tea table, he arched his hand and said, "see God."
The king stopped beating, looked at the old man opposite him and sighed, "big brother, we are five brothers. Now there are only two of us left. Those red tape can be avoided!"
You are the great Protoss!
The old man hesitated, nodded his head and said, "since the five younger brothers have said so, I would rather obey my orders than respect them."
"Yes, uncle." She stood up to salute.
"Bitong, if you can bring Shenmu back to the divine world smoothly, it means that you have saved the life of the Protoss. You must have a lot of rewards later."
"Thank you very much." Fiber Bi Tong shallow smile, stretch out jade hand, way: "uncle, please sit down."
After they sat down, Xian Bitong picked up the teapot and poured tea for the old people. The king of God picked up the tea cup, sipped the tea and said, "brother, you should know the purpose of my calling you this time. Tell me what you think!"
After pondering for a little, the big clan said: "I think it is feasible. Nowadays, no matter how many deities or people in the holy world regard our Protoss as alien. They will attack us one day. If we cooperate with heaven, the holy world will have to weigh the pros and cons before we do anything."
"What? Father, uncle, do you want to cooperate with heaven? " Xian Bi Tong exclaimed, the teapot on the hand slipped and the tea splashed all over the ground.
The God King put down his cup and said, "Bitong, you are the most outstanding person among the younger generation in the divine world. As a father, I have the idea of cooperating with the heaven since your three uncles were killed by the heaven."
"Father, this law is not feasible. We cooperate with the heaven. It''s just trying to hide from the tiger. It''s not good for the Protoss."
The king of God sighed: "this is a father, but we have no choice."
The old man looked at his little niece and said with a smile, "king of gods, Bitong has been clever and sensible since childhood. Why don''t we listen to her inner thoughts and make a decision?"
The king of God frowned and looked at his daughter, who had never treated him very much. He seemed to have something to say. After a little silence, he nodded his head and said, "well, you can talk about it."
"Uncle, father, we Protoss, have not fallen to not even a great emperor. In the eyes of the reincarnated mainland people, we really exist like gods, but in the eyes of the people in the heaven, what are we? Any one of them can subvert the Protoss. Do you think they will cooperate with us?
Even if they agreed to cooperate, I can be sure that they have no other plans. For example, they are greedy for our precious Tongtian Shenmu, or they want us to be cannon fodder.
Father, uncle, you know better than me that there is nothing they can''t do. If we cooperate with them, we will not get any advantage, but will accelerate the destruction of the Protoss.
On the other hand, people in the holy world have begun to doubt us. If they receive news, they will definitely come and wipe us out. When the holy army arrives, the protoss will have only one end, that is, destruction.
As for the heaven, don''t expect them to come to help. If you say something bad, they can''t fight against the holy world because of a Protoss that is inferior to even ants.
Finally, although the protoss has declined, at its peak, the protoss is still the first of the hundred tribes, second only to the nine anti heaven war clans. If we do something to take refuge in the heavenly realm, we, including our descendants, will be ridiculed by the world forever and will not be able to raise our heads to be human beings. "
Smell speech, God King and big clan old all silent go down.
A moment later, the old man said, "Bitong, what can you do?"
Fiber Bi Tong tiny smile, way: "Bi Tong really has a clumsy plan, just don''t know uncle and father are willing to listen to."
The king said, "say it."
Xian Bitong said: "the holy world is not a piece of iron. The nine rebellious war clans have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and even the holy master can''t manage it. We can cooperate with the phantom war clan. In this way, we can not only save our lost reputation for several times, but also make several major deities such as tongtianqiao and the mietian war clan fear us. Kill two birds with one stone. Why notThe king of God frowned and said, "this is a good way for you, but why should the phantasm warlords cooperate with us?"
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