Chapter 1117: The Reenactment of the Ancients (2)

Obviously, Ji Hongde and Chi You are not ready.
They came to see Wutie, they intended to win Wu Guo and deal with each other. As a result, Wutie did not give them any promises, but gave them such horrible bad news.
The war between the Bear Department and the Jiuli Department has become more and more in full swing.
Ji Hongde and Chiyou, as well as the tribe behind them, firmly believe that if the human race has a savior, then it must be itself, and it cannot be someone else. For the hope of the entire human race and the destiny of the entire human race, they will let go of slaughtering the other human race's people!
The war continues to escalate. Some taboo methods are displayed on the battlefield.
Poisonous poison, plague, destructive magical occult technique, and even directly lifted the land, flattened the opponent's territory.
Wu Tie ended the trip with the three daughters of Pei Feng, and rushed to the life scenes in person to watch the mad fighting between the two camps.
Compared with thousands of years ago, the livelihood of the common people has withered, but in terms of force, it has increased a lot. Large-scale ordnance is constantly being upgraded and replaced, and various spiritual treasures are emerging in an endless stream, just like giant ships floating on the continent roaring and roaring in the air ...
What makes Wutie even more surprised is that Jiuli Department didn't know where to excavate an ancient human ruin, and got another secret method of refining war puppets.
This kind of war puppet is known as a "barbarian soldier".
They are huge in size and extremely powerful, but they have no IQ at all, just a rampage and killing.
In terms of potential, the Giant Divine Soldier capable of ‘chaotic change’ is undoubtedly ten times stronger than the ‘Wild Divine Soldier’.
But in terms of cost-effectiveness, the "Brute Soldier" is undoubtedly a more suitable battlefield cannon fodder.
The overwhelming barbarian soldiers waved huge axe and machete, swept through the battlefield like a tsunami, and wowed the witch iron who was used to the big scene.
Some bear departments have received support from more than 60% of the human clan, while the Jiuli Department has only received approval from less than 40% of the human clan.
However, relying on the overwhelming impact of the barbarian soldiers, and relying on the bloody, brave, and fearless fighting methods of the clan, the Jiuli Department and the Bear Department made a difficult and indiscernible battle.
The fighting continued, and the human race was bleeding.
Wu Tie silently observes the transformation of both sides on the battlefield of the two tribes. Among the major tribes of the human race, the number of masters who can become powerful is increasing, and the cultivation is becoming stronger and stronger.
The patriarchs and elders of the human race have basically broken through the rank-level cultivation practices and stepped into the quasi-holy realm of 'Rong Dao'.
And those young and middle-aged generals in various ministries who have fought together on the front line and have fought through battles have already touched the threshold of the sage's realm of 'transformation'.
Because of the war, the children of various human races have been practicing madly since childhood, and the overall strength of the human race is 1,000 times stronger than it was a thousand years ago.
After all, the sky was broken. Nowadays, once a human newborn is born, it is a ‘real person’ body inscribed with avenues. Compared with thousands of years ago, the difference is more than a world of difference?
However, with the passage of time, Wu Tie's heart sank.
After fighting for thousands of years, the overall force level of the human race has indeed increased by a thousand times, but it is still too far from the psychological goal of Wutie.
The strongest human race monk is nothing but a threshold to touch the sage. How can this strength be able to fight against the immortal existence of the incoming Protoss?
Wu Tie's heart was so distressed that he endured the urge to mediate the war and gritted his teeth to watch the crazy and hysterical fighting between the two camps.
The two camps have also exhausted all means, focusing on cultivating a group of top elites at all costs and costs.
Finally, in the thirty-fifth year after the Wutie entered the two battlefields to watch the battle, the laws of heaven and earth in the mainland of China again came with huge ripples.
Someone touched the law of the avenue and twisted it.
There are bears, nine people.
Jiuli Department, eight people.
Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was deliberate. In just one month, two talented elites with 17 stunning talents broke through the sage realm.
In this regard, Wu Tie expressed strong disappointment.
For thousands of years, the human race has paid such a painful price and sacrificed countless people. Under the urging of such an extremely powerful and extremely violent catalyst of war, a total of 17 saints have emerged.
Wu Tie shook his head, sighed, and then when the seventeen freshly baked saints fought, and when he was about to lose both sides, he made a strong appearance and pressed 17 green and tender saints to the ground.
In Wadao and Wahuang Temples, there are the patriarchs of the Bear Department and the Jiuli Department, as well as the patriarchs and elders who support the human people of both sides, as well as the senior generals of the various ministries, the tribal leaders, etc. Over 100,000 tall and short, gathered here.
The two sides are clearly separated and divided into two camps facing each other.
Wu Tie stood in the middle of the two groups of people, carrying his hands on his back and looking at the icon of the Wa emperor enshrined in the Wa emperor temple.
"No time, everyone, truce." Wu Tie's deep voice shook the entire hall trembling.
Ji Hongde and Chi You, who stepped into the sage realm at the same time, glanced at each other. Ji Hongde did not say anything, and Chi You took a step forward: "A truce? King Wu, how can a truce? This human race, only There can be a voice. "
"It's too late." Wu Tie looked at Chi You coldly. "They, they are close at hand. The Tianjing war star under my control has received the warning from the Tianjing demon. They are calling the demon from the observation outpost to echo. "
"This time, it was not the demon cubs who were stationed at the observation outpost, but their elders, many of whom had participated in the extinction war with our ancestors."
"In that war, our ancestors failed."
"But because of the stupid fueling tactics of the demons, they gave our ancestors a chance to breathe. They gave our ancestors a chance to rebel. In the end, our ancestors also caused huge damage to them."
"But this time, it's different ... Three immortals, countless ancient gods, emperors, kings, countless generals, soldiers, servants, slaves ... and the vassal tribes of the major deities, that is even more It is a countless amount of sand on the Ganges ... "
"They didn't send it to the battlefield one by one, but they attacked directly with Taishan!"
Wu Tie looked at Chi You with solemnity: "At this time, inside the human race, is it a voice or a few voices, it doesn't matter ..."
Wu Tie looked up at the ceiling of Wa Huang Temple and muttered: "Now, the human race needs a voice-‘ live ’! There is a dignified, lively‘ live ’.

"It's not that the slaves are slaves, they aren't being kept in the continent to be harvested at any time, or even the culture of their ancestors has been forgotten, and it's as humble as a group of animals and walking dead ... but upright and free. Live '! "
"Everything else is nonsense!"
Over the continent, a small dark cloud suddenly appeared.
The dark clouds exploded, countless three feet tall, shaped like black monkeys, with bat wings on their backs, strange creatures holding steel forks, screaming out of the dark clouds.
The army of gods ... again!