You have a good chance, I accept it.

There is a force under the control of the True Lord of the Hedao period, and the people in that force are not fools. They can still understand the pros and cons.

To launch a war against the Wuming Mountain, one must have great courage and no determination to win. These hidden forces have no guts to gamble with their tens of millions of years of inheritance.

But now that they take action, it means they have absolute confidence. So who gave them this confidence?

Where did their confidence come from?

…

On the other side, there is a small world in the center of Tianhe County. This world is an independent space opened by the True Lord of the Hedao period.

Within this independent space, there are fairy mountains suspended in the sky, rivers hanging upside down in mid-air, and an independent crescent moon in the sky.

In mid-air, rows of white cranes fly past from time to time, just like a fairyland on earth.

In the center of this small world, on an island, in an ordinary thatched house, there is a wooden deck chair, and on the wooden deck chair, there is a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old wearing a monk's robe, lying on the deck chair, mouthing Holding the dog's tail grass in his mouth, he lay on the recliner and rocked it, which was very comfortable.

At this time, an old man slowly came to the small courtyard. Looking at the little Taoist priest in front of him, his expression was filled with hatred for the iron.

"Wang Ye, since when have you been so leisurely and elegant? Now the entire human race is in chaos, get out of here."

"The geniuses of other forces are all trying to find ways to improve their cultivation, find ways to win over their own forces, and find ways to take themselves further."

"You just lie here like a salted fish day after day, why don't you die?"

The old man pointed his finger at the little Taoist priest and cursed angrily.

The little Taoist priest didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear anything, and still squinted his eyes.

"Master, I think people should not fight or kill each other for the rest of their lives. How good would it be to enjoy life like me all the time? It's so pleasant, don't you think?"

At this time, a lazy voice came out.

Hearing this, the old man's expression became even more angry.

"No, you have to get out of here no matter what I say today. Now Wumingshan is rushing to conquer the five human counties, so you have to go out quickly and choose a Wumingshan genius to follow behind him."

"After this time, the entire Dongzhou human race's power structure will definitely undergo huge changes. If you want to continue the inheritance, you must look at the right people."

"It's not too late to take sides."

The old man sat next to Wang Ye and said that if Wumingshan wins this time, the power structure of the Dongzhou human race will definitely be reshuffled. As long as they seize the opportunity, their Taoist sect will definitely rise to the top and become a top force.

"Master, do you really think that Wumingshan will definitely win?"

Wang Ye remained unmoved, holding the dog's tail grass in his mouth and said lazily.

"It's treacherous. Wumingshan has suppressed the Dongzhou human race for millions of years. How can it be that simple? This time they are just clowns. Get up quickly."

After the old man finished speaking, Wang also stretched out his jade-white right hand, and then quickly pinched each other with his five fingers.

The next moment, Wang Ye lay even more upright.

"Master, it's not appropriate for me to go out today."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, the old man became even more angry and overturned the recliner. Unexpectedly, Wang Ye lay directly on the ground with his butt sticking up to the sky.

"You have been using this excuse for decades. No matter what, I can't rely on you this time. I heard that Ye Lin is very good. Please go find Ye Lin as soon as possible."