Cao Xiaochun was also very straightforward about the request of the Hera women. He was a person who valued friendship and friendship. Of course, he would not be sweet in front and Lady Zeus in the back.

He immediately promised that as long as they were sniping the God of Destruction and his men, the women would do their best. They would have what others had.

He did not stay in this unique space for too long. In order not to affect the blackened people from summoning the Immortal Legion, Cao Xiaochun left after a few instructions.

After returning to the Fallen World, he first observed the situation of the Gods of Order, and then looked at the latest intelligence, and began to enter the state of cultivation. The plan was getting closer and closer to implementation, and he himself had to maintain the best state of cultivation.

While Cao Xiaochun was constantly making arrangements in the Fallen World, all parts of the universe were quietly changing. In the dull environment, the sense of killing became more and more intense.

At the border of the northern universe, it was originally filled with endless space turbulence, and it was a place in itself, but now, I don’t know when, the power of law has emerged here.

Under the disguise of space turbulence, the endless wasteland descended here at some point, and the wasteland continued to merge with the space turbulence, just like the lower plane descending.

At the end of the wasteland, a towering ancient city was located here, blocking the northern universe from tearing through the space from this direction and entering the direction of the fallen world.

Inside the city wall, people were surging, and everyone was doing their work conscientiously. On the city wall, a middle-aged man in a black dragon robe looked solemnly at the distance. Although he did not show his cultivation, his awe-inspiring appearance made people feel the domineering of the emperor of the ages!

"Pang Tong, Jiang Wei, Xi Zhicai, Chen Gong?"

"Does Jiuzhou not trust me, or do they think that the Undead Alliance can't stop the army of the Northern Thunder Palace?"

After looking for a long time, Ying Zheng slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Xi Zhicai and others, with a hint of amusement on his face.

"Your Majesty has misunderstood. The Queen and the Elf King have never had such intentions, and we have never thought of interfering in the affairs of the Undead Alliance."

"But this matter is of great importance and cannot afford any mistakes. We came here to simply help. Of course, we also believe that the Northern Thunder Palace will not be your opponent."

Xi Zhicai said respectfully. For the First Emperor, even top advisers like them have great respect, so it is still necessary to explain the matter clearly.

"Emperor Hanxi and Cao Xiaochun have created many miracles in this era, but we are not one step weaker than them."

"I have heard of your names in ancient times. With your talents, you can release anomalies no matter where you are."

"But this is the Undead Alliance. All the soldiers are the basic foundation of my Qin State. What Jiuzhou has, I will also have here."

"Since I agree to your conditions, I will naturally do my best. Before the God of Order is completely destroyed, no one from the Northern Thunder Palace will be allowed to pass here."

"Emperor Hanxi, instead of worrying about the soldiers of my Great Qin, it is better to think about how to quickly resolve this battle."

Hearing Xi Zhicai's explanation, Ying Zheng did not appreciate it. As an emperor of the ages, he has his own pride. Since he agreed to participate in this plan, the Northern Thunder Palace will not do anything.

He has troops and counselors, whether it is Guan Zhong, Sun Wu, Li Si, Su Qin, Zhang Yi and other great men of the ages, or Bai Qi, Meng Tian, ​​Wang Jian and other generals who are loyal to him.

Ying Zheng dared to say that his team was not inferior to Jiuzhou!

"But since you are here, if I send you back, it would seem that I don't know etiquette. In this case, you should stay here and see, so that Jiuzhou can rest assured."

Ying Zheng threw down a sentence coldly, turned around and left, which made Xi Zhicai and his party a little helpless, but the following things made these famous counselors a little embarrassed.

"You young people, we are not dead yet, what, do you really think that there is no one in the universe?"

"I have reached the peak of counselors after all. When you were studying naked, you also studied my [Sun Tzu's Art of War], right?"

"The old saying is good, the Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, we still agree with this sentence, but sometimes the back waves don't have to worry, we are still here, and our shoulders can still carry the burden."

Hearing the teasing words of Sun Wu and others, Xi Zhicai's eyes jumped, but he really didn't dare to refute. In the entire universe, no one dared to underestimate the ability of this group of old Dengs.

What they said was also right. My path of cultivation cannot be separated from what they left behind, but why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to it?

What’s so great about being of high seniority?

If Xi Zhicai wanted to refute, he might be able to say a few words. Pang Tong’s path is almost the same as Sun Wu’s. They are both good at tricks, so they can still discuss it.

Chen Gong is a bit pedantic. He respects his teachers and respects the teachings on weekdays. He has no bad feelings about Sun Wu’s words.

And Jiang Wei can only be scolded honestly. There is no way. According to seniority, Pang Tong is considered his uncle, not to mention these old guys in the Spring and Autumn Period!

Unlike the embarrassment of the Undead Alliance, the Tiandi Alliance welcomes the Jiuzhou Military Advisor Group to come to assist. After all, they don’t have such a luxurious lineup as Ying Zheng’s side.

The Tiandi Alliance has a lot of military generals. Usually, they will not talk about reason when they can take action, so they are still weak in arrangement. Therefore, the leader of the Tiandi Alliance still respects Sima Wei and his party.

Of course, the team led by Guo Jia was the most comfortable one there. When they came to the Devouring Alliance, it was the uncle, especially Zhou Yu, who took care of Zhuge Muqing to the death!

At the same time, he also taught the other party about his current shortcomings, and never left the other party's ancestor Zhuge Liang!

"Look at your arrangement. Is it too conservative? I've told you many times, don't imitate Zhuge Cunfu's style. We are defending, not him, who came out of Qishan six times!"

"Why are you asking about such a trivial matter? I'm not a fool. I'm really not afraid of exhausting myself to death!"

"When I burned down Red Cliff, Zhuge villagers were like this when I was helping them. It was so redundant!"

For a moment, Zhuge Muqing felt that the already heavy burden on him became much heavier.

There was nothing he could do about it. In his eyes, he felt that although Zhou Yu was talented in dealing with the world, he was also small-minded...

In the Garden of Eden, Lin Xianer knelt respectfully in the main hall, looking pitifully at the Lord on the throne, her voice full of coquettishness.

"Lord Jehovah, according to the order of our ancestors, I have come to follow you. Next, I would like to ask for your guidance on the joint dispatch of troops by the Holy Church and Heaven."

Lin Xian'er's voice was full of charm. Even a top god-king like Jehovah couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he saw the other party's charming appearance and movements.

"You seem to be injured, what's going on?"

Jehovah looked at Lin Xianer with interest and said casually.

"This... Xian'er did it accidentally..."

"It's because I'm ignorant and offended my ancestor..."

Lin Xianer said weakly.

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