Chapter 877: Finalize

Batu, inside the fire palace, the quarrel continued.
For a few days, enough wind and wind were waiting for the high-level officials to regain their strength and hold their ground.
They frantically organized troops outside the city, performed large battles, and created psychological pressure on Pei Feng and other heads of military negotiations.
They are all from the four sides of the dynasty, all over the country, the state, and desperately selected masters gathered in the capital. Including the Qinglian Temple, Honglian Temple, and White Lotus Palace, there are elders who are retreating continuously.
In the face of pressure from the Wu State, no matter how many conflicts of interest exist within the Chao Dynasty, at least this moment, they are a whole.
Elder Feng's elder re-sacrifice the Qianyuan bell, just outside the Palace of Fire, the Qianyuan bell shines into the sky, exuding a grand breath to block the void.
The pig-gange and golden-eye demon help Wu Wu, desperately trying to tear up some benefits.
For this reason, the pig Gangye threatened and threatened, and all kinds of roars and scolds, in short, the evil and violent face of a demon respect should be vividly expressed.
And these high-level officials of the Chao Dynasty set up a pair of horrified horrors, horrified horrors, and horrible idiots, silly heads, and gritted teeth, Tighten his face, slap the table and yell at someone like Pig Gangye.
During the negotiations, the winged army that was ordered to reinforce by the Chao Dynasty was elite, and had had several clashes with the Titan Corps controlled by the old iron.
Tens of thousands of soldiers in the Qiang Dynasty were seriously injured, and after being cleaned and dumped, they were thrown out of the gate of Sifang City.
The result of these frontiers is that more than 10,000 giant soldiers were beaten. The old iron sent them back to the Wu country. After the iron was refurbished, these giant soldiers did not take long before they returned. battlefield.
Even the colorful crystal brains in these giant soldiers have not been destroyed. Their memory and battle experience are well preserved, and they are not damaged.
The results of these battles made the top leaders of the Chao Dynasty both startled and angry.
Even Xiahou Wuming, who had already resigned from the Ming Dynasty and did not do anything, but was still making suggestions for Feng Xi, also felt a headache and helplessness.
The war potential shown by the military states is completely weaker than they expected.
Xiahou Wuming was full of resentment even to those disciples sent by the Three Gods of the Protecting Kingdom-you didn't figure out the true details of the Wu Kingdom, so the Chao Dynasty indiscriminately provoked such a powerful enemy ... you, really a waste!
It was another night without sleep. Pei Feng and Blood Prison were a little bit, holding the documents with fingerprints of wind entropy and blood, and continued to reiterate the dynasty's compensation line for Wu State.
After a night of quarrels, Gao Chao's senior officials still did not let up.
Feng Yan put on a tough enough posture-even if Wu Tie enraged the wind entropy, they would never promise Pei Feng the lion's extortion.
Xia Hou is unknown, as an old minister with the same qualifications as Xia Hou's unnamed, the prince of the Chao Dynasty, Yin Fu, patted the table with the pig Ganga and scolded: "We are not afraid of death ... What if you are a monster demon? Monster, we haven't killed one! "
The pig Gangi slaps the table, snarling at the red-faced, white-haired, burly Yin Bubo: "Then, come on, set off your soldiers, and everyone will do it well! Who's afraid of anyone? Ah? "
Jin Yanzun hummed coldly: "Without a big deal, if you don't pass the fire, you are a fart!"
Yin shook his foot violently and shouted, "Come on, fight, fight, who is afraid of anyone? I'm Chaoerlang, and I will never give in to evil spirits!"
Sitting on the side of Pei Feng, holding a tea cup, Huang Lang smiled softly and said, "Where, where, who, Tai Fu, all of us in the martial arts are pure people ... You guys, you can't spit out blood. where."
Huang Lang's heart was whispering, whispering so lightly, every hair was shaking in vain.
At that time, he was just a criminal offender who was convicted and sent to death in Dzezhou, the kingdom of the Great Jin Dynasty. But after holding the witch iron's thigh, it didn't take many years. His status rose and his family prospered.
Originally, when he became the literary director of Wu Guo's daily affairs, Huang Lang thought that this was the peak of his life in his life.
I really didn't expect that the thick thigh of the witch iron actually crossed the boundless sea and ran into the dynasty.
I was able to sit in the imperial palace peacefully and calmly, watching Xiu Wei, strength, and Yin Bubo who were 100 times stronger than their family members, etc. Here, the people yelled and yelled ... and as long as they sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, It can open up new territories and open up a vast new territory at least comparable to today's military territory ...
Alas, life has reached a new height!
Qing Shi leave a name!
Shade future generations!
If it weren't for fear of being ridiculed by others, Huang Lang would have laughed so loudly that he could fly up.
"Here are the snakes and rats ... Even though it is a human body, it is already a demon's heart!" Yin Bubo spit salivatingly at Huang Lang: "He and other wolf-hearted dog lungs are really the demon's genus ... ... if not ... the old man poked you as a shameless man! "
Huang Lang's face pumped fiercely, and then he pumped again.
He was scolded a bit out of anger, but asked him and Yin Bubo to face each other. To be honest, Huang Lang was still guilty.
Relying on the potential of the witch iron, Huang Lang has now climbed into the threshold of the realm of gods, but according to the criteria of the dynasty, Huang Lang is just one of the most common ‘god gods’, entering the road by the two or three gates law.
And Yin does not break, but that is the king of the peak, Huang Lang with a single finger, really is not a vain word.
The blood prison broke out, and ‘嘭’ shattered the long case in front of her. She stood up and screamed,
Enough, and you shameless people, what else can you say?

With scarlet flames from his eyes, the blood prison screamed: "Fight!"
Pei Feng was also raised by the fierce negotiations with the high-ranking officials of the Chao Dynasty these days. She slowly stood up and looked at the wind chills: "His Royal Highness, since you don't care about your father's life and death ... Then, at noon tomorrow, 燧Outside Du Ximen, my Wu country is in public Ling Chizhi ... "
"Take the head of your father as a three-sacrifice master ... Then, my martial arts and you will face each other, and let's compete against each other." Pei Feng's black flames rose into the sky and burned the roof of the Fire Palace directly. Out of a big hole.
A large number of black Mars fell from the burning roof, and Pei Feng looked at the stunned wind rudely: "Everything you ask for yourself. You invaded the territory of our country, slaughtered my innocent people, and tried to conquer our country up and down."
"If you start the war and lose, you have to pay the price." Pei Feng said very simply: "If you don't give us satisfactory compensation, go to war."
The wind's body is trembling.
He is a man who can ask for mercy on his knees for his brother and nephew ... How could he sit and watch his father be executed by Ling Chi?
He stood up suddenly, trying to say something.
Yin Bubo and Bao Zhaozheng, who was standing at the back without opening, always held Feng Xuan's shoulders at the same time. The two of them pressed hard and pressed Feng Xuan on the seat.
The face is dark, and the hair color is silver-gray. Yan Zhengxing said coldly: "Since this is the case, then fight ... I will never give in to the last one ... If you want to kill, you will kill ... from today onwards, I will wait for the next King Emperor of Feng Yin, and I will fight against you to the end. "
The roof of the Firewood Palace burned hot, and exclaimed generals from both sides of the Wu country and the Chao Dynasty.
The sound of weapons breaking continuously sounded, and soldiers outside the Palace of Fire started firing. The loud sound of the formation of the military array shook the world. Mana fluctuations rolled in. The Palace of Fire shook violently in the crazy tide of mana. The whole Most of the Fire Palace is wrapped in black flames.
With a loud bang, the Qianzong Emperor of Qianyuan was finally struck by Elder Feng, and a bell rang for nine days, and a large group of warriors died and fell to the ground.
Numerous giant soldiers swarmed. These giant soldiers did not respond to the bells of the Qianyuan bell. They waved their spears and smashed into the army of the soldiers of the dynasty like a black torrent, overthrowing a large group of dynasties. Generals.
At high altitude, the giant warships of the Wu State and many smaller battleships of the Chao Dynasty confronted far away. Both sides lined up a salvo array of the same wall, and guns of varying thicknesses protruded from the bow. The light was brewing in the muzzle, and the light gradually became dazzling.
The pig just frowned, and he took a deep breath, and a demon rushed to the top of his head, punching a huge hole in the clouds over the imperial city.
With the release of the demon sorrow, the golden-eyed demon statue, and the six demon demon statues, relic bone statues, and yellow spring statues waiting to be taken out of the palace of salvation by the witch iron, and the ghostly ghost statue , Wan Duo Zun Zun, Dragon Vessel Zun Zun, etc., at the same time fully release the breath.
Demon, demon, and ghost came into the sky, and the evil spirit turned into a plume of smoke standing between the heavens and the earth. A sharp roar came from the depths of the sky. In the capital city, countless people were stiff and huddled on the ground. Can't move.
This is the suppression of the level of life.
Face the tiger like a lamb.
It's like grass carp on a dragon.
Outside the capital city, the roar of countless soldiers and soldiers resounded throughout the world. Faced with the horrible breath emanating from these demons, ghosts, and demons, the breath of countless soldiers in the dynasty is continuous, relying on a large army array, the spirit of the army is condensed, but it is only slightly weaker in momentum.
In all directions, a half-step breath appeared.
The breath of over a half-step respectable class over a thousand is so striking and so amazing that the breath of pigs and other people can't help but stagnate, and the flames are suddenly suppressed a lot.
"Cunning and sly, before showing weakness and softness, after mobilizing manpower, immediately turned his face and refused to confess his account ... You are dying, sly and sly ... do you still have credibility?" Pig Gangyi patted his big belly gently and covered his body The meat waves are rolling.
Yin Bubo, Yan Zhengxing stood next to Feng Yan, staring coldly at Pei Feng, Blood Prison, and the martial arts people around them.
"Reputation"?
This kind of thing ... Under the dispute of interests between countries, ‘credit’ is a fart.
However, despite the facts, face work is still to be done ... Yin Buyi justified and said sternly: "We are all human beings, and we don't talk about credibility with demons and monsters."
A clear applause came.
While applauding, Wu Tie walked into the flaming Salary Palace.
A large area of ​​cold air sprayed on him, and Pei Feng cooperated with him to condense the magic flames released by him. The fireworks palace soon disappeared. Through the burned roof, you can see the dark night sky.
"It's wonderful, well ... Well, Mr. Xiahou is not kind. He ran away and left you guys who don't recognize him." Wu Tie sighed, "He is sure, I won't be here. You are killing indiscriminately ... Oh, I am just too emotional, kind and kind. "
With a bang, Witch Iron patted the crimson scroll sent by the old woman in front of Feng Yan, and looked at the high-rise of the Chao Dynasty with a smile on his face: "However, there is an interesting thing here for King Wang Are you picking up or not picking up? "
Feng Xi a crowd waited to watch the scroll, his heart beating violently.
This scroll is the imperial style of the imperial dynasty system. This is something they are extremely familiar with, and naturally they will not read it wrong.
According to the rules of the dynasty, there must be a breath of contemporary divine emperor on the imperial edict, in order to ensure the authenticity of the imperial edict, and to ensure that the imperial edict represents the original intention of the emperor.
But on this scroll, there are actually 36 different breaths.
And the thirty-six different breaths clearly identify the same source, and they all contain extremely strong meaning of beacon.
"This is ..." Feng Yan, Yin Bubo, Yan Zhengxing and others were twitching fiercely.
At the same time, they felt extremely disturbed.
This scroll is like a beast of fierceness, making their hearts tremble, and their internal organs are trembling.
"Look, what? Your old ancestor sent something. Well, the 36th generation of the Emperor God jointly ordered ... This matter, in fact, the king was also scared to stay asleep for a while, alas, unexpectedly, you have So rich. "
Wu Tie held his hands behind his back and exclaimed: "The thirty-sixth generation emperor, hey, how long have they lived ... how did they live so long?"
Compared to the words that the Black Stone Taoist said before, Wu Tie is really curious. Could it be that the thirty-six generations of the Emperor of the Emperor Dynasty all banned themselves on the island?
Otherwise, how could such a terrible imperative erupt?
The wind lingered for a while, then hesitated, and untied the red silk thread on the scroll.
A large cloud of fire rushed out of the scroll, and a stern sound sounded. In the cloud of fire, with the sound, a large, clearly visible handwriting appeared.
The dynasty turned west, and set a third of the territory for the Wu State.
Wu Tie is the king of the word side by side and has the responsibility of supervising the country.
The clan of the Wind clan, who does not deserve virtue, and the town's national artifact, the Qianyuan and Shenyang bells, are handed over to the king, 'Wu Wang', who is side by side.
The Qinglian Temple, the White Lotus Palace, and the Honglian Temple are against their true intentions. The three gates closed the mountain gate, and the interior was rectified. The king of Wu was not allowed to walk out of the mountain.
The three main halls of the Three Gods Sect, all the disciples outside, as many as possible to recover the mountain gate cultivation. Those who dare to disobey their will and leave their disciples outside are annihilated once they are seized.
Article by article, paragraph by paragraph, the various items listed on the imperial eunuchs made Feng Yan and others stunned.
Several old ministers stayed for a while, then suddenly fell to their knees, and hysterically screamed, "Oh, emperor ..."
Wu Tie's mouth drew, and said with a smile: "You, the holy purpose is here, let's take a good deal and sign the covenant between Wu and the Chao Dynasty. Alas, how much time is wasted?"
Fingers stunned, Wu Tie smiled: "Fengshou, your kid is a kind and righteous person, much better than your mad mad father ... this dynasty emperor, it is you ..."
Looking around, Wu Tie smiled and asked the court officials present: "Who agrees with me, who opposes me?"
A quarter of an hour later, the official covenant between Wu and the Chao Dynasty, or the deed of the 'Union under the City', was officially signed, and the two sides drew their seals and finalized.