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Chapter 1810 The high priest of Mingu who is about to be driven crazy

"Peace talks, go to peace talks immediately." Yidi Nu Yu finally refused to wake up and wanted to delay time through peace talks.

Because he knew very well that even if he woke up, it would be difficult for him to withstand the attack from the Jiuzhou Realm.

Now outside the ancient Ming Dynasty, there is a Kunpeng who is surfing every day. Even if he wakes up, he can at most resist this Kunpeng. How should he be beaten or how to be beaten in the ancient Ming Dynasty?

So, the only thing that can be done now is to delay time and wait for their immortal emperor to come back.

As long as the Emperor Zu comes back, the situation can be reversed.

Their Immortal Emperor Ancestor left this time a bit longer, but the longer the more important the place he went.

As long as you can get back an era treasure and crush a divine tree world that has just ascended is still a breeze.

Therefore, Yidi Nu Yu made the most correct choice for his position, that is, to delay time.

The High Priest of Minggu also knew that this was the most correct way to do it at present.

However, if the Wing Emperor Fu Yu did not wake up, the Ming Gu Emperor actually did not even have the strength to promote peace talks.

The High Priest of Minggu had no choice but to bite the bullet and fly out of Minggu Realm with an elite cavalry to negotiate with him with the current head of Jiuzhou Realm.

"Stop! Stop! Let's talk, if there is anything, you can talk slowly." The High Priest of Minggu approached the small world of Void City, while shouting out the words with his divine thoughts so that everyone could hear them.

Zhu Yong stood above the Void Yuan Destroying Cannon Array and responded irritably: "What's there to talk about? I'm so happy to fight!"

Seeing that someone was willing to answer the conversation, the High Priest of Minggu hurriedly said, "Wars have a purpose. Tell your purpose. As long as it can be resolved peacefully, there is no need to fight for both sides."

Xi and Tong stood outside the Void City, harnessing two sword lights.

The two little girls are already graceful and cute, but their faces are still a little childish.

Tong pouted, raised his hand and slashed the crystal wall of the void with a sword, slashing a crack, and hummed, "Give me back to us!"

The High Priest of Minggu was a little confused and didn't understand what it meant: "What else? There is no thing in your Jiuzhou Realm in Minggu."

Zhu Yong ordered the Void Yuan Destroying Cannon to open fire, and a thousand cannon lights blasted through the crystal wall of the ancient Ming Realm.

He continued to shout, "Take the eldest disciple!"

The High Priest of Minggu was almost crazy, and he had no idea what the conversation was about: "What do you want? Can you explain it clearly?"

A cavalry of the Minggu imperial clan who had participated in the Battle of Jiuzhou Realm came to him and whispered: "What they want is a human being, the human god emperor named Ye Xuan in Jiuzhou Realm."

The High Priest of Minggu was even more crazy and said crazy: "How could the human god emperor be here with us?"

"I don't know this." The cavalry didn't know the reason.

The high priest of Minggu quickly looked at the twins who were driving the ancient emperor soldiers in the sky and explained: "There is no brother in the Minggu world."

Tong pouted, his face full of angry expressions.

She hadn't seen her brother for ten years. She was so angry that she said unreasonably: "I don't care. You give me your brother back or you'll blow it up here."

The High Priest Minggu felt that he was no longer saved and had no idea what to talk about. He could only bite the bullet and said, "Can I talk to your master?"

Tong held the sword light in his hand and snorted: "Grandpa is gone. If you want to talk, you must return it to us first."

The High Priest of Minggu felt that his head was about to explode, and he explained helplessly: "There is no brother or your great-grandfather in the Minggu world."

"I don't care. My brother left just when he fought with you. You are responsible for returning my brother to me!" Tong has been very absurd since he was a child. After deciding on a truth, he must stick to the end regardless of whether it is reasonable or not.

The high priest Minggu felt that it was meaningless to argue with the two little girls, so he quickly looked at Zhu Yong on the Void Yuan Destroying Cannon Array and said, "You two little girls are not familiar with the world and are unreasonable. This old man, can we sit down and have a good talk? There is really no one you are looking for in the Minggu world."

He felt that Zhu Yong looked very old and must be more stable, and his ideas would not be so unreasonable.

However, he was wrong.

Zhu Yong snorted: "Who said that Tong is the most well-behaved and reasonable. It is that you annoying guys who insist on fighting, and your eldest disciple ran away from home and never returned for ten years. Be prepared to accept the anger of my cannon!"

He said as he began to ask the students in the college's weapon refining department to prepare for a new round of shelling.

The High Priest Minggu wanted to pick out his brain, but when he saw that the old man had no choice but to find someone else.

Finally, a general who seemed relatively steady was found among a prudent cavalry over Void City.

"Can we sit down and talk, General?"

The person he was talking to was Xu Changlin.

This time he did find the right person. All military operations in the small world of Void City were commanded by Xu Changlin.

Of course, he only decides when to attack and when to retreat.

As for whether Zhu Yong was responsible for the Void Yuan-Destroying Cannon Array was a little "irritable" or "more irritable", he couldn't control it.

Xu Changlin had a cold and solemn expression. He stared at the High Priest Minggu for a while before saying, "What do you want to talk about?"

Seeing that he finally met a normal person, the High Priest of Minggu quickly said, "There is indeed no two people you are looking for in the Minggu world."

A playful look appeared in Xu Changlin's eyes and said, "Don't you really think I'm here to find you guys, do you?"

Xu Changlin had no pitfalls in his mind, so of course he knew that the generals and major generals of their Longyuan Army were not in the ancient world.

And this time, the purpose of attacking the ancient world of Ming was not to ask for people.

However, the two twin high priests of the Demigod Council are purely here to help. If they want people, they need people. Who can stop them?

The high priest Minggu's face was almost blown up, but if he could meet a normal person, he could at least talk normally.

He exhaled and said, "Then let's sit down and talk. You must have a purpose in this battle. If you continue to fight, both sides will suffer. If you sit down and talk, wouldn't it be better if you can achieve your goal through peace talks?"

A hint of ridicule appeared in Xu Changlin's eyes, looked around, and said, "I haven't seen both sides hurt. Our iron cavalry has not yet been moved, and there is no hair hurt."
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