My Tik Tok Connects the Three Realms

Chapter 814

Seeing Cen Wei bowing at ninety degrees, Ren Ping and the others were also shocked and quickly stood up.

"The second elder has something to say, but it doesn't matter, we can't bear such a big gift!" Shenji waved his hand and said with a wry smile.

Cen Wei, but a strong man in the super god realm, in front of the opponent, they are juniors.

Perhaps, only Wang Cheng has this strength to be worshipped by Cen Wei.

"There is nothing to say at this time, let's talk." Wang Cheng sat down and said.

It must be no small matter for things to develop to this point, and to be able to push Cen Wei to this point.

"Presumably, Sect Master Wang and you all know that there are nine cities in the holy city. Moreover, my holy city has always upheld the duty of guarding the ancient battlefield."

Having said that, Cen Wei glanced at Wang Cheng.

Ren Ping and the others didn't know about the ancient battlefield, but Wang Cheng knew about it.

Wang Cheng nodded and motioned Cen Wei to continue.

"The reason why my holy city builds nine cities instead of eight and ten is because the nine cities are a big formation. The big formation suppresses the death in the ancient battlefield. If the big formation is destroyed or damaged, the ancient battlefield The lifelessness within will gush out of the holy city."

At that time, not to mention the North City, even the entire North Territory will be enveloped by death, and eventually become a dead place!

Now that the nine cities are occupied by Nether five, no one can guarantee that Nether will destroy the big formation and do detrimental things.

This is the deadliest place.

Even more terrifying than Nether occupying the holy city.

"Everyone, Cen Wei begs you here to expel Nether, my holy city is willing to coexist with you!" Cen Wei bowed again and pleaded.

For a while, Ren Ping fell into silence.

If this is the case, then you have to fight!

But Netherworld has a giant of 100,000. If there is a war, it will be two if you can defeat it, let alone drive Netherworld from the holy city.

If it is to unite the forces of the entire Northern Territory with the support of the new forces from the South City, it may be possible.

But now, the situation in Nancheng is not optimistic, it is impossible to come to support.

In this case, it is really difficult to make a choice.

"Talk about the overall strength of Netherworld."

Wang Cheng didn't have a brain fever and was about to fight Netherworld decisively, but looked at Yu Shengtian and asked.

He must be responsible for the new students, not to mention the death of the Ren family.

If the power disparity between the two parties is too great, they can only stand against each other temporarily to see the after-effects.

Yu Shengtian stood up and said immediately: "Netherworld has more than 100,000 people. Judging from the power currently displayed, most of them are in the foundation-building realm. There are about a thousand people in the Jindan realm, and at least 50 masters in the Yuanying realm. There is only one master above the realm."

With tens of thousands of foundation-building realms, more than a thousand golden core realms, and at least fifty Nascent Soul realm powerhouses, Netherworld's strength is not unforgiving.

After this period of battle, Ren Ping and the others have understood the division of cultivation realm.

At this moment, knowing Netherworld's strength from Yu Shengtian's mouth, he couldn't help taking a breath.

A strong person in the Jindan realm is equivalent to a master master.

There are more than a thousand great masters, and it feels terrifying to think about it!

Not to mention the existence of fifty horrors comparable to super gods!

This is simply an unequal war.

"What about us?"

Wang Cheng was silent for a moment and asked.

Nether's strength is indeed terrifying.

But it hasn't reached the point of being untouchable.

"At present, the Ren family, Yaozong, Shenjimen, Cao family... there are three super gods, two hundred great masters, and 1,500 disciples in the realm of masters."

Relying on this kind of power to contend with the Nether, it is completely a dead end by hitting the stone with a pebble.

"On the Newborn side of Beicheng, there are 100 disciples of the Foundation Realm, 268 disciples of the Jindan Realm, and five disciples of the Yuanying Realm without Wu Gang and He Rui."

Even with Wu Gang and Shi Wei, there are only 16 masters in the Yuan Ying realm.

But the other party has fifty people!

"Let Ten Wei stay in Fengshenzong and transfer Wu Gang back."

Wang Cheng was silent again, and after a long time, he said categorically.

"Sect Master meant..." Yu Shengtian's expression was shocked, and his dilated pupils stared at Wang Cheng.

Let Wu Gang come back?

Is Wang Cheng going to fight Netherworld?

But on their side, people with the strength of the Golden Core Realm, plus all the major forces, are no more than 400 people.However, there are as many as a thousand people!

Not to mention, Netherworld also has a large number of disciples of the foundation building realm.

The gap is not big!

In this case, it seems impulsive to start a war, right?

"Although there is a gap, it can be a battle!" Wang Cheng said with firm eyes.

He has seen the death aura in the ancient land. If it really escapes, the thousands of lives in Beicheng will be devastated.

If it were before, Wang Cheng might not have such an awareness, but as his understanding of the way of heaven deepened, Wang Cheng's mood had changed invisibly.

"Yes!" Yu Shengtian clasped his fists and answered without hesitation.

Now that Wang Cheng has made the decision, he will implement it without hesitation!

In the conference hall, Ren Ping, you look at me and I look at you, and finally looked at Wang Cheng in unison: "I'm going to do my best!"

Although the power gap is very large, reason tells them that this battle cannot be fought!

But now that the decision has been made, they naturally cannot hold back.

Moreover, for some reason, Ren Ping and the others had the illusion that Wang Cheng must have other cards.

This is an inexplicable trust, or worship.

And as Wang Cheng made this decision, Xinsheng and the major forces in Beicheng began to operate.

Finally, in the name of Beicheng, the masters of the major forces in the north were summoned to support.

At the same time, public opinion began to spread, spreading the harm of the destruction of the holy city to every corner of the northern border.

However, the lifeless matter was not mentioned.Especially the nine cities.

In that case, it will only cause panic.

For a time, the major forces actively prepared for war, and the new students began to distribute war resources.

"My lord, Xuan Huang can fight for you!"

It was night, behind Wang Cheng, Seventeen appeared, making a cold and firm voice.

Now that the two sides of the new students are fighting, it is already overwhelming.

However, Wang Cheng never let Xuanhuang make a move.

"Seventeen, you must remember that you are a knife in my hand, a knife that killed the enemy at the last minute."

Looking back at Seventeen with a cold face, Wang Cheng said seriously.

No one knew that Wang Cheng also cultivated the power of Xuanhuang in the dark.

With his support, Xuanhuang nowadays is no less than any force.

Even in terms of killing power, Xuan Huang is still above Beicheng's new students.

Without him, Xuanhuang has a total of 128 killers, 100 in Jindan realm, and 27 in Nascent Soul realm.

And seventeen, even reached the realm of distraction.

This is a smashed force, a force that Wang Cheng focused on training.

It is also a group of forces in Wang Cheng's second development plan experiment.

After this time of precipitation, Xuanhuang has become an existence that no force can ignore.

But Wang Cheng kept pressing and did not let Xuan Huang show in front of the world.

"Sharp blade, use it at a critical moment, your subordinates know!"

Seventeen clanged in response, and his body gradually disappeared.

"Nether..."

In the room, Wang Cheng was alone in thought.

Now that Nether appears, will there be survivors among those cultivators who fought Nether ten thousand years ago?

If this is the case, the freshman's complete exposure of strength at this time is tantamount to looking for death!

Chapter 815

Boom...boom...boom...

The drums of war roar over the freshmen.

On the square, the battle flag was dense, and the disciples were fighting spirit, staring fiercely at the high platform ahead.

Looking at the god-like man.

At this moment, the sound of beating drums sounded over the North City.

Teams of people began to assemble, open up, and rush to the new life.

Seeing the mighty, 2,000-strong team, Wang Cheng turned around and stepped up into the sky.

Two thousand disciples of the lowest foundation building realm, most of them in the Jindan realm, headed towards the holy city in the howling cold wind.

This battle may stay there forever, but no one flinches.

Because this battle is not for them, let alone for their own strength, but for thousands of living beings.

...

At this moment, between the central city and the holy city, in a vast open space, the sound of killing and slashing resounded throughout the world, and the flames of war raged into the sky.

Death will shroud here.

I saw that the three elders of the Holy City Han Gezheng took the master of the Holy City and fought hard.

And not far away, the Ethereal old man was leading his newborn disciples, clearing the way with a few Nascent Soul realm powerhouses, pushing towards the Netherworld ahead.

Looking at the situation on the battlefield, it seems that the Holy City has the upper hand.

"Don't these stupid guys know their own strength? Do you really think they have the upper hand?"

Central City, upstairs, a Nether master with a sharp beard sneered and looked at the battlefield ahead.

"Sir, would you like your subordinates to lead me to kill all those people, right?" After that, the master begged a tall and burly man who was two meters tall beside him.

Silence, the powerhouse at the peak of the realm of distraction.

Under his leadership, Netherworld quickly entered the holy city.

If it wasn't for the new people to make trouble, they would have trampled the holy city under their feet at this moment.

Hearing that, two gleams flashed in the majestic eyes of Ji Mian, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Go, tear the enemy apart."

At this moment, the vigor of the holy city is getting stronger and stronger, and it has gradually entered the ambush ring set by the netherworld.

"The situation is wrong!"

On the battlefield, watching the Nether army being pushed horizontally, the ethereal old man suddenly stopped and said coldly.