"Did you hear clearly what Sage Haoyue said?"

Zhou Buzhou ignored the strange looks from Li Changfeng and Yang Zimei, and turned his head to look at the Chinese people.

Everyone in the Spiritual Base and the sects nodded.

The alien base and the demon base pretended not to hear.

Zhou Buzhou looked up.

His eyes were fixed on Lan Ruohe and Chen Fengze at the Demon Tribe Base, while at the same time he glanced at Xie Liwei, the current leader of the Alien Tribe Base.

"In the past, due to various reasons, your alien base and the demon base had to fight separately, but that's not impossible!"

"I didn't say much."

"But today, under this new competition system, Sage Haoyue has made it clear that we Chinese will be strangled by the other thirteen parties."

"For China, and to maximize our chances, we must unite together!"

Everyone at the Demon Tribe base moved slightly.

To be honest, there is actually no major conflict between the Demonic Tribe Base and Zhou Buzhu.

The only thing is that the Demon Base was very unkind in accepting eight people from the Spirit Base, four of whom were born with opportunities...

This is a bit unfair, but they insist on coming to the Demon Base, so there is no way the Demon Base will refuse it, right?

So, at this moment, the people in the Demon Base were very excited.

Xie Liwei from the Yibu Base sneered, "Do you really think you, Zhou Buzhou, are the leader of the Chinese contestants?"

"Besides, Sage Haoyue just said that the other thirteen parties may only be targeting us!"

“It’s possible!”

Yang Zimei roared, "Fuck it! The Alien Base is a bunch of idiots, a bunch of scum. They're a cancer on society and a parasite on humanity!"

Everyone in the alien base had a dark look on their faces.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Buzhou's eyes.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want with the alien tribe base, but what about the demon tribe base?"

Lan Ruohe and Chen Fengze glanced at each other and nodded: "The Demonic Tribe Base is willing to fight alongside you!"

"good!"

Zhou Buzhou shouted loudly, and then gathered everyone together.

After everyone from the Demon Tribe base gathered together, the people from the Alien Tribe base seemed sparsely populated.

Just nine people standing there, it looked unsafe no matter how you looked at it.

Zhou Buzhou no longer cared about the people in the Yibu base.

He has already let go of his prejudice against the Alien Base, but the Alien Base insists on holding a grudge. What can he do?

He is not a saint!

He could give the Alien Base a chance from the perspective of China as a whole, but he couldn't persuade them as earnestly as the parents of the people in the Alien Base did.

Zhou Buzhou looked at the ninety-eight people gathered in front of him.

"Remember, we don't have many tactics!"

"We don't need any advanced tactics!"

"We just need to gather together from beginning to end. I will be the spearhead, Li Changfeng will be the rearguard, and Master Chen, Yin Shaozhen and I will be in charge of the two sides!"

"Let's become a dragon and kill them all, just like Zhao Zilong, we'll kill them seven times in and seven times out!"

Everyone nodded heavily.

Zhao Zilong of Changshan!

Who among those who know about the Three Kingdoms does not admire the peerless warrior who went in and out seven times?

Who wouldn’t want to be like Zhao Zilong and go in and out seven times, or even nine times?!

Everyone's blood was boiling.

Yang Zimei raised her spear and said, "Lao Zhou, what about me? I'm really good!"

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly and felt a little headache.

What the hell is so great about you?

Only Zhang Shan and his eight companions didn't come, otherwise we could have found five people among those eight who could beat you up.

But no matter what, this is my most loyal little fan.

We can’t let down the little fan’s heart.

Otherwise, if fans turn against you, then you will hate me as much as you love me!

With this in mind, Zhou Buzhou said, "You will coordinate in the middle. Provide immediate support wherever the situation is most dangerous, but you must ensure that you always follow the main force!"

"clear!"

Yang Zimei smiled and nodded, her eyes shining slightly.

He occupies an important position!

Old Zhou still values him very much!

There is no escape for the future king.

The dream of Yang Family Lock Shop to spread all over the world is also beginning to become a problem.

…

About three minutes later, the vast spiritual power in the sky completely swept down: "The rules remain the same, the time has changed, and it will only last three hours!"

"Now, let's fight!"

The moment the half-blood venerable finished his words, countless vast spiritual powers descended, enveloping all the participants present.

At the same time, all 810 tokens flew into the sky.

Everyone's face turned gloomy as they watched their own token fly away.

Yang Zimei almost couldn't help but curse again.

The next moment,

A total of fourteen forces were fully mobilized.

In Pingdingshan, dense crowds of people emerged from fourteen directions at the same time.

The sub-Asian continent is mainly composed of ancient Buddhist holy places, forming a strange formation, a bit like the eight-part arrangement in Buddhist murals.

Western Europe and Eastern Europe merged together to form a circular formation similar to the ancient Roman one that integrated both offense and defense.

The other parties also formed their own formations.

Seeing this.

Lan Ruohe at the Demon Tribe Base paused: "Well, they all have formations..."

Chen Fengze nodded quickly: "Lan Zi has studied military tactics. How about asking Lan Zi to come up with a formation suitable for us?"

Yang Zimei roared, "Get lost! Old Zhou's Long Dragon Formation is the most suitable formation for us! Do you still need us to show off our swordsmanship in front of Guan Gong?!"

Zhou Buzhou is very comfortable!

It’s nice to have a little fanboy.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!