"Declare war..."

Tang Hao took back his eyes and his face became a little dignified.

The so-called declaration of war is an all-out war between forces. Once a war is declared, it will be an endless situation.

This involves not only the top combat power of both sides, but also ordinary disciples. It is the war of exterminating families and sects.

"Finally came!"

Tanghao murmured.

He was not surprised by this result. With the deepening of hatred between the two sides, this day can not be avoided.

In the past, the power of the night clan alliance was not strong enough to break through the gate of creation, but now, with the support of taixutian, the divine curse and the unification of the two main roads of heaven, as well as many strong people of the Honghuang family, it is possible to break through the gate of creation.

Once the array is broken, the door of creation will be destroyed.

Even if they can escape in advance and avoid the war, where can they escape? Will the night clan and other forces let them go.

After losing the shelter of the battle array, they are even more dangerous.

The reason why today's fortune gate can not stand down is that it is sheltered by the large array left by our ancestors.

"It's too early. If it's any later, just give me more time!"

Tang Hao frowned tightly, and a look of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

This day came earlier. With his efforts, the strength of the door of creation and fortune has been improved by leaps and bounds, but it is still not enough. The son of creation has not passed the customs. Taoist Yinfeng, the fairy Yunrong and the four monsters of Tu Shan are still bleeding.

Many of the five hundred gods are also impacting blood coagulation.

If they were all promoted for seven times, how could he be afraid.

He frowned and meditated, only to find it extremely difficult.

"Tang boy, what's the matter?" Ling zhanxu saw him and was surprised.

Jiang Zhengdao and others also looked puzzled.

This time they won a great victory and achieved gratifying results. How can Tang boy look sad.

"They... Are going to declare war! Destroy our fortune gate in one fell swoop!"

Tang Hao said word by word.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden silence on the ship, and the smiles on everyone's faces gradually faded away.

"Is that true?"

Ling zhanxu said.

Tang Hao nodded.

Ling zhanxu was silent, with a dignified look.

How could he not know what the word declaration of war means? It means a world war without death. Both sides mobilize all forces to decide life and death.

"No!"

The rain master Yan said that she still couldn't believe it.

In Pangu, I don't know how many years there has been no declaration of war. Even if there is deep hatred among major clans and first-class sects, only a few people will die. It has never developed into a situation of full-scale war.

Because the price is too high for anyone to afford.

Every clan has an ancient city forged by its ancestors, and every denomination that can be called by name also has a large array of clan protection left by its ancestors.

All these ancient cities and large arrays are made by the Supreme Master of nine robbers or the strong man of eight robbers. If you want to break them, you have to pay an extremely huge price.

What's more, the fortune gate is not an ordinary sect. In ancient times, the fortune gate was comparable to the powerful power of the thirty-three heaven Taoism.

If you want to break the sect protection array of the door of creation, the price will be unimaginable.

"The night clan, the medicine clan, the Yuchi clan... Add up to more than ten clans, plus some scattered cultivation, as well as the flood and wasteland clan, the Taixu heaven and the divine curse heaven. There is indeed a line of possibility to break through the big array."

"If they draw in some forces again, they will have a greater grasp!"

Jiang Zhengdao said, frowning gradually.

The current situation is not optimistic!

He even showed hesitation and hesitation.

Although his yuan family has allied with the door of fortune, he has always helped, but if there is a war, the situation will be different. His yuan family will have to pay a considerable price.

He is only an elder, not a patriarch, and has no right to decide whether to intervene in the war.

The others, even Ling zhanxu, showed some hesitation.

"Predecessors, you have helped me a lot. No matter what decision you make next, I can understand!" Tang Hao naturally saw their ideas.

"Hey, Tang boy, where are you? However, this matter is too important. I have to discuss it among the Hui people before I can make a decision. But don't worry, even if the Hui people don't agree, I can come alone at that time!"

Ling zhanxu patted his chest and was heroic.

"That's right!"

Jiang Zhengdao and others nodded.

"Thank you first!" Tang Hao bowed.

The big ship galloped to the eight wastelands.

Along the way, the atmosphere was a little dignified, and there was a touch of melancholy on everyone's face.

After falling on the eight wastelands, they separated one after another.

"Don't worry too much. The great array of fortune gate is unusual. They may not be able to break through. However, you should also prepare early. When necessary, everything can be abandoned. As long as you are still alive, you are not afraid of no chance of revenge!"

Jiang Zhengdao was meaningful when he left.

"Don't worry, elder!"

Tang Hao smiled.

He understood what this meant. Jiang Zhengdao wanted him to abandon the door of creation when necessary.

He has a night armor. As long as he abandons the door of creation, they have no way to take him.

"That's good!"

Jiang Zhengdao nodded and turned away.

Tang Haoli stood in place, took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became firm.

If you abandon the door of creation, you will admit defeat. He is not the kind of person who easily admits defeat.

"It's not that easy to destroy my fortune gate!"

Tang Hao slowly clenched his fist and glanced a sneer on his face.

As long as they dare to attack and build Huamen, the night Lord will make them pay a painful price.

"It's not certain who will lose and who will win this war!"

He snorted.

Although the enemy is strong, he is not without cards.

Standing in place and meditating for a long time, he had a plan, turned and swept away, and returned to the gate of creation.

At this time, as the seven robberies of all ethnic groups returned to the eight wastelands, what happened in the Wushi empty tomb also spread, causing a sensation in the eight wastelands again.

Qing Yuan patriarch fell!

The news shocked countless people.

The fall of the seven robbers has not happened for many years.

What shocked the world even more was that the young Tang Shenjun was the one who killed the leader of the Qing Yuan clan!

Everyone was talking about the news so enthusiastically that no one cared about the ownership of Hongzhong on the avenue. They were only a little surprised when they learned that it was the saint ancestor of Yushi family who had to go to the treasure.

Compared with Tang Shenjun's attack on the town to kill the patriarch of Qing Yuan, this news is really ordinary.

For more than ten days in succession, the eight wastelands were boiling.

People all over the world are talking about Tang Shenjun, discussing why he can be such a monster and to what extent his real strength is. They are always happy.

A few days later, another piece of news spread, causing a greater sensation.