Already."

Bai Su and Bi Qing looked at each other and smiled, "When your cultivation level is high, you won't be afraid anymore."

Huang Er, the head of the Huangxian, smiled and said: "If Sister Bai goes to the Kingdom of Jin, I have a few useless children who have been stealing tributes under the Buddha statues, and they can be used by Sister Bai for dispatch."

"Me too. There are so many of my rats, rats and grandsons. They eat the gold skin on the Buddha statues every day and have nothing to do. If Sister Bai is needed, she will just send them."

The five great immortals all smiled and talked with Bai Su and helped make suggestions. Bai Su had roughly understood the emperor's intention through the five demons' descriptions.

…

To the west, outside the capital of the Jiang Kingdom, there are hundreds of gods and hundreds of thousands of troops besieging the city.

On the city wall, there were only more than ten thousand defenders left. The city wall was broken into pieces, severely damaged by artillery fire, filled with gunpowder smoke, and corpses were burning in the fire. There were hundreds of thousands of people in the city in despair. They looked at the sunset on the horizon.

I don’t know if I can still see the sun tomorrow.

Hundreds of monks stand on the city wall. They are disheveled and have weak breaths. The Hundred Gods of the Jin Dynasty are really too powerful. How can these little monks compare to those gods with a steady stream of incense?

In fact, they are still too weak, and the strength of the gods will decrease when they cross the divine realm. However, each of the twenty-four states of the Jin Dynasty has hundreds of gods worth the number. As for the small lands, there are even more gods who travel day and night.

What's more, while the Jin Dynasty was fighting a war, it was already planning how to divide the boundaries of the Jiang Kingdom and the Cheqi Kingdom, how many officials should be sent, how many gods should be enshrined, etc. After this war, the Jin Dynasty's states

The number is even higher.

The second-grade god, Zhenghong Wushen, held a divine axe, looked at the ruined city in the distance, and said loudly: "Cultivators of the Huayu Sect, if you continue to resist, I will personally destroy the city, and none of you will survive."

A real person from the Huayu Sect monk said coldly: "How dare a mere incense and fire god threaten my orthodoxy of the Huayu Sect?"

"Hmph, the glory of the past belongs to the past after all. Today, your Huayu Sect is just a little better than the small sect." Zhenghong Wushen laughed and waved the divine ax in his hand to strike through the air. In an instant, the air surged with wind and clouds.

A huge ax descended from the sky as if it was going to split the entire ancient city in two.

"Dang~"

A ray of light green light passed by, and the shadow of the huge golden ax shattered in the wind.

Above the ruined ancient city, golden light shone across the earth, and countless mortals lying on the ground in unconsciousness seemed to see gods, not the demons seeking their lives outside the city, but the gods who redeemed them.

"A second-grade god, but he takes action against a junior, he has lost his identity a bit, right?"

In the golden light, the sun sets against the sky, and behind you the setting sun sets the golden clouds, the red clouds are thousands of miles away, and the mountains are continuous, like the majesty of the emperor of heaven, looking down on the common people.

"Are you... the Emperor of Mount Hui?" Zhenghongwu God saw the person coming clearly, and his expression became more restrained, but he still said: "Emperor, I am following the decree of the Holy Emperor to conquer the four kingdoms in the west, why do you want to stop him?"

Zhao said calmly: "How dare you call yourself God in front of me?"

He looked at the hundred gods behind Zhenghong Wushen and said, "Tell him, who is this emperor?"

All the gods who were swept by Zhao's gaze tensed up, and they all bowed and saluted: "The little gods meet the Emperor of Nanhua!"

God Zhenghongwu became angry and shouted coldly: "How dare you disobey His Majesty the Holy Emperor's decree?"

A state city god whispered: "Lord Wushen, the person in front of you is indeed the Great Emperor of Nanhua, the first-level God Emperor personally consecrated by the Holy Emperor, and the God of the world's mountains and rivers. Your rank is indeed a little lower."
Chapter completed!