Chapter 161: The Alliance of All Races, Emperor Jun Holds a Meeting

So, another hundred days later.

The fox tribe selected a total of six Daluo Jinxian and more than twenty Taiyi Jinxian.

Led by Nuwa, Su Shiliu followed closely. This team can be said to be very powerful.

With Nuwa taking the lead, thirty people left Qingqiu and headed south.

The first step of the strategy is the south!

Nuwa glanced at the more than 40 "events" deduced by Baichuan. The closest one is the pelican tribe in the south.

Thirteen thousand years.

Well, if it was the fox tribe itself, it would definitely not be able to catch up.

But fortunately, there is Nuwa.

Thirteen thousand years? It is not necessary at all.

Three thousand years is enough.

Under the Qiongguan formation, Baichuan and Fuxi sat opposite each other.

Everyone is busy, and the two of them cannot fall behind.

The method of the three corpses' incarnation began to be deduced.

"The key to the Three Corpses Method is to rely on the innate spiritual treasure." Bai Chuan touched his smooth chin:

"Will the Three Corpses Become Spirits?"

Fuxi also lowered his head and fell into deep thought:

"The innate spiritual treasure has spirits, and the second is one's own thoughts, good and evil."

This method of beheading corpses is a bit similar to... the corpses beheaded are like spiritual treasures.

Nothing is born out of thin air.

Condensed into one of the Three Corpses, the incarnation of the Quasi-Saint Realm... Such a huge "energy", if not an innate spiritual treasure, what else can it be?

If you look at it this way...

"Isn't it appropriate for the innate supreme treasure to behead corpses?" Bai Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly:

"The deduction will not be wrong, the best innate spiritual treasure can only behead corpses with a maximum of 90% of its strength.

"This still requires the spiritual treasure to be very consistent with its own avenue. If it does not match, even if it is a top-grade innate, it can only exert 80% of its strength. "

The best innate spiritual treasure, no one controls it, and it is benchmarked against the Daluo Perfection Realm.

Of course, it is just a benchmark, and it is equivalent to Daluo Perfection in terms of 'magnitude'.

Then beheading the corpse... is a mutual achievement.

Baichuan frowned, if you look at it this way.

What exactly is the self-awareness of the three corpses?

Baichuan and Fuxi looked at the Dong Wanggong who had already beheaded the corpse, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Watch it again."

The picture in the mirror instantly turned into the picture of Dong Wanggong beheading the corpse.

In the prehistoric world today, except for Hongjun, no one can escape the calculation and peeping of the Qiongguan Array.

It's luck, it's Hongmeng purple air, and both of them have entered the quasi-saint realm.

Who else can escape?

Baichuan just said that it won't work even if the Three Purities come now!

The future is the future, and the present is now. You can't compare the present with the future.

After watching Dong Wanggong beheading the corpse several times, Baichuan came to a conclusion.

The innate spiritual treasure is this good Corpse!

The innate spiritual treasure is entrusted with good thoughts, and it cuts the corpse out.

Then this method of cutting corpses... should be the method of spiritual treasure incarnation.

The three corpses becoming spirits is nonsense.

Because this corpse is itself a thought of itself.

It's just that this thought is bigger.

Good and evil are two thoughts, but the self is true.

This is the flaw of the three corpses method.

However...

The method of cutting corpses only provides a direction, and what is being deduced now is the method of spiritual treasure incarnation.

The train of thought was expanded at once.

Baichuan and Fuxi looked at each other.

Deduction begins!

A low-grade innate spiritual treasure flew out of the warehouse and landed on the void in the Qiongguan formation.

Baichuan and Fuxi started to deduce.

Start with the low-grade innate spiritual treasure.

At the same time, somewhere in the northern border.

The powerful gathered, and 70% of the clan leaders in the northern border gathered here!

They were all powerful people pulled out by Shi Lie one by one.

Not only the clan leaders, but also many independent cultivators like Ying Zhao.

This time the venue is much larger than before.

This mountain is called Taihang Mountain, Ying Zhao The cave house now.

According to unreliable rumors, Hongjun Daozu once realized the truth here...

No one knows whether it is true or not.

But there is indeed a long-lasting Dao rhythm on Taihang Mountain.

This Dao rhythm is in line with the Dao of heaven and earth.

If an ordinary immortal just sits for a while, he can have a deeper understanding of heaven and earth.

Shi Lie was also very confused.

He remembered this mountain, which was just an ordinary mountain.

As a result, this time he came again... How come it has become a paradise?

"Hey, Daoist Fellow Shi Lie, this is my cave house." Ying Zhao reminded.

"Hahaha!" Shi Lie laughed a few times:

"Why didn't Daoist Fellow Ying Zhao tell me when you moved?"

Ying Zhao's eyes twitched slightly:

"I didn't know you at that time."

Shi Lie: "..."

Ying Zhao, I tell you, it's not good for you to say such words!

At this time, there were already more than 1,300 Golden Immortals sitting here. They were either clan leaders or independent cultivators who had "made enemies" with the Eastern King.

Well, the old lion directly activated the "I know one person" method and packed them all up and brought them here.

Not only that, there were also quite a few great people who had reached the perfection of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, about two to three thousand.

However, they were not independent cultivators, they were all special commissioners of the Ten Thousand Races or clan leaders of small clans.

The worst of the Ten Thousand Races in the prehistoric world was a Taiyi Perfection.

This is the prehistoric world today.

In the northern border, 60% of the Ten Thousand Races live here.

This time, it didn't take long to wait.

About a few days passed.

Two rainbow-colored escape lights fell.

The temperature on the top of the mountain rose a few degrees.

I saw two figures, one in front and one behind, gathering on the main seat.

Shi Lie and Fei Lian stood up immediately and shouted:

"Welcome to the leader!"

Shi Lie's action stunned the others who had attended the three meetings.

Usually, isn't this the job of Fei Lian?

When did you, the old lion, become a dog?

"No need to be polite, everyone." Di Jun spoke gently, and then took out two mid-grade innate spiritual treasures:

"I encountered two spiritual treasures on the road this time, which delayed me a little."

After speaking, Di Jun directly sent one of the tower-type spiritual treasures to Shi Lie and the other gun-type spiritual treasure to Fei Lian.

"Shi Lie, Fei Lian, I don't know which spiritual treasures you two like, but these two should be helpful to you."

Shi Lie's mouth corners rose wildly, and he took the spiritual treasure and bowed: "Thank you for the reward, leader!"

Even Fei Lian was a step slower.

"Good." Emperor Jun smiled warmly, and then went straight to the point:

"You have new faces and old faces, but since we can gather together, it means that you all agree with my philosophy.

"I see that all living beings are uncomfortable, violent and fierce, and calculating against each other. This is a taboo for living beings!

"In my eyes, living beings are a whole, which is also the original intention of my establishment of the Alliance of All Races.

"Since it is a whole, then all struggles are civil strife!

"We living beings have internal and external troubles, our own struggles and civil strife, and the witch tribe is eyeing us covetously.

"Since I have accepted your approval, I will be the first person to go ahead!

"I make a promise here that the world will be peaceful and prosperous; the witch tribe's chaos will be eliminated, and the world will be bright and clear for all living beings!

"My name is Emperor Jun! I will do my best for all living beings in the world! "

Emperor Jun made up his mind at this moment.

It was because the threat of the Wu Clan was too great!

He had killed countless small witches along the way... and even a big witch.

They had already invaded the northern border.

The population of the Wu Clan did not increase, but...

The Wu Clan at the bottom was still the largest.

Their daily life could not be separated from eating!

The Wu Clan could only expand its influence step by step and hunt step by step.

Emperor Jun had seen too many such things.

The threat of the Wu Clan to all living things had reached a point that could only be described as terrifying.

The key point was that the Wu Clan hunted and pursued!

They did not hunt all living creatures.

They would not even look at ordinary small animals.

They only picked those with Hunting for cultivation.

Emperor Jun knows something about this.

Eating is indeed a key point to improve the blood of the witch clan.

Ordinary small beasts have no Taoism, and the witch clan looks down on them.

Unless necessary, they will choose those with cultivation.

The witch clan and the living beings will fight!

Sooner or later, the living beings will resist, and someone will stand up.

Either break out in silence or perish in silence.

Emperor Jun believes that no one will think of waiting for death.

Especially those who are bound by the clan.

Since someone will stand up sooner or later, why can't it be earlier?

Why can't this person be him?

After Emperor Jun finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

In an instant, thunderous applause filled the top of the mountain.

"Good! I am willing to follow Lord Di Jun!"

"Please Lord Di Jun take me to fight in all directions!"

"The living beings in the world should not be divided! I, Shi Lie, am the first to agree!"

"The witch clan is bullying too much! The witch clan moved seven times, and finally ushered in the day of counterattack! "

For a while, there were many different opinions.

Sitting in the seat, Ying Zhao's heart was also slightly throbbing.

It is difficult for such a powerful person to have such a mentality.

Ying Zhao is in the northern border. Although he is kind, he has seen countless intrigues and calculations.

Di Jun... is indeed very sincere.

As half a lucky beast, Ying Zhao naturally has innate magical powers.

His magical power... is to distinguish between good and evil.

Di Jun's sincerity is not concealed at all.

It is indeed rare to find someone who can do this.

He really exchanged hearts for hearts.

Moreover, he gave me two fresh spiritual treasures as soon as I entered the door... Such treasures are given away casually...

It's not that he is rich, but that he is willing to spend money.

"May I ask the leader of the alliance." Ying Zhao stood up, chuckled and bowed:

"What should the first step be?"

"Good question!" Di Jun smiled and said:

"I have a three-step plan.

"First, continue to develop and attract more fellow practitioners to join our Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

"Second, when this number reaches a saturation, I have a top-level cave paradise! It can be called the first cave paradise in the world! We will use it as the foundation for development.

"Third, this is what I want to do. The Ten Thousand Races Alliance will change its name and merge into one clan! Suppress the luck, practice the great way together, and steadily improve. Only in this way can we have some capital to fight against the witch clan. "

The strength of the witch clan is very strong!

There is no need to say more about this.

Even the stronger witches can kill several Golden Immortals alone.

It's a single kill, not a victory!

When a Golden Immortal meets a witch, there is no chance of escape!

For example, there is a witch named Xiangliu in the witch clan.

His strength... Emperor Jun dares to assert that only the Great Luo Perfection can barely fight one enemy.

You know, the witch clan will continue to improve!

They have never stopped practicing.

The Great Witch punched the Golden Immortal into pieces. This kind of thing often happens in the prehistoric world.

I have had a low fever for four consecutive days recently. It is really uncomfortable to write while sick. I beg for your monthly tickets, please!