"My God, almost the strongest Taoist sect in the Western Land world, has come! This time, Maolin City must be flattened!"

Seeing this, Prince Jihan's face changed drastically. He looked at his father Xuanbing, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Even if Ming Ruyi and the twelve strongest elders are here, they cannot resist this attack and will be wiped out in seconds.

What's more, Jiang Tian did not swallow the golden elixir obtained. His cultivation level was always in the middle stage of foundation building. Now, it is completely unstoppable! He said extremely disappointed that the army passed through Tianlang Kingdom and Yunlan Kingdom, but there was no army.

When we report here, these two kings clearly surrendered! So what are we still waiting for?

If the defeat is like a mountain and cannot stand, a gentleman will not stand under the dangerous wall! "So many golden elixirs, the Changsheng Sect will usher in a catastrophe this time!"

The fairy of the fallen plum blossoms is fading.

If she challenges the weakest one here, she will not be a match.

Even if Jiang Tian once killed Ming Ruyi, who claimed to have the power of infant formation, he might not be their opponent! Although Ming Ruyi is powerful, the bloody and Yi Body Xuanyi absorbs other people's essence and blood, devours the soul, and is refuted but impure.

If she really fights, she may not be the opponent of Fenghuo Liancheng, not to mention that this is not just Fenghuo Liancheng.

Therefore, even if Jiang Tian defeated Ming Ruyi, he was not sure that he would be able to break today's crisis! "Don't kill us! We were just forced to attend the ceremony!"

Luo Qi was so scared that her face was pale and trembling. She kowtowed directly to the ground, and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

When she knelt down, many powerful people in Maolin City bowed down and immediately turned against each other and surrendered to the army of demons.

Mou Bilian walked to Fan Xiuzhu and said something quickly, but Fan Xiuzhu glared at her and shook her head firmly.

"A gentleman is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure!"

Faced with this situation, the Elder Baifeng was helpless and sighed: "The Buddhist son is coveting the vast world in the northern border! If Jiang Taichu killed the leader of the immortal sect, Ming Ruyi, he would leave calmly, and he would not be today.

It's a catastrophe! But the Buddhist son wants to get rid of him. This is the future master of this world!"

The many Yanhuang tribes who were used to control were filled with sorrow that they were lost.

They thought they were saved, they thought they were blessed, and they thought they could stand up straight and behave.

But now, it has become the fish on the chopping board and can be slaughtered.

If Jiang Tian does not surrender, the powerful will kill the Yanhuang clan members until Jiang Tian admits defeat! At this time, the breath of the powerful golden elixir pours down like a surging river, shocking dozens of kilometers in a radius, causing the entire Maolin City to

Firmly enveloped.

Many Yanhuang people were crushed to crawl on the ground.

If Mou Bohu had not opened the city protection formation, hundreds of thousands of people would have died.

Prince Moyang sips tea and gloats. Faced with the life-and-death choice, should you, Jiang Taichu fight or escape?

Fight, only one death! Escape, can you escape?

"Jiang Taichu, Jiang Taichu, don't listen to the old man's words, suffer a loss in front of you. If you leave early, you will be fine. Let's go to the great ceremony. Now you are happy. If you are surrounded by so many strong people, you and I will die.

Ah..." Li Wuji sighed with regret, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and wanted to cry without tears.

He glanced at the Yanhuang tribe members who were pressed to the ground, his face was grim and distorted, and sent a voice to Jiang Tian’s divine consciousness: “It’s not us, they have been killed all of them as Huanggu. We have helped them a lot.

Benevolence and righteousness have been fulfilled.

They are completely burdens. Let's not worry about them now. We will break through the siege, fly back to the Changsheng Sect, open the teleportation array, and return to the earth world! Fellow Taoist Taichu, you are the leader of the great sect, wise and wise, and you must agree with me, right?"

"Human life is greater than heaven!"

Jiang Tian shook his head gently, his eyes were astonished, and he said, "You and I are practicing, you and I cannot even protect our own tribe members, so why are you practicing?

The strong fight to protect the weak! The strong's passion should flow for the weak!"

"You are stupid!"

Li Wuji looked scared and was so anxious that he almost jumped up: "These Yanhuang people said they have the same roots as us, but they are probably from the same era as the people of Shanding Cave. I don't know what happened tens of thousands of years ago. After so long

, It's a long time ago different from our bloodline, no matter what they do!"

At this moment.

Among them, a man from the Yanhuang clan stood up and roared loudly: "The Yanhuang clan members will never be slaves!"

He is a warrior, and he is equivalent to one or two levels of cultivation in Qi training. In this world, he is completely a weak person.

But he was not afraid of death, and he held a kitchen knife and rushed towards the sky.

Bang! Wang Xiancao's eyes looked contemptuous and blinked his fingers.

A Qi sword about a hundred meters long burst out, dazzling and extremely sharp. If it was cut, this man would have no choice but to die.

"Wang Xiancao, you have enough, you dare to kill someone in front of me!"

Jiang Tian shouted softly, and a Gengjin sword light flashed out, shattering Wang Xiancao's sword energy.

"Jiang Taichu, you really care about them."

Seeing that the Qi sword was cut, Wang Xiancao was shocked. The Gengjin aura of this son was so vigorous and sharp that it was just as good as his sword energy.

However, there was a grim smile on his face and he snorted coldly: "Then, you surrender."

You are a great skill. You can escape, but can you save all of them?"

"Taichu leader, go out.

Don't worry about us!"

An old man stood up and his face was very calm.

Jiang Tian recognized this person.

It was one of the Yanhuang clan escapees who rescued when Jiang Tian and his friends set out to the Changsheng Cult and passed by Tianlang Kingdom.

"Old man, you are not afraid of death! You dare to stand up, but you don't kneel down!"

Wang Xiancao was furious and stared at the old man and shouted coldly.

"Afraid?"

“What’s there to be afraid of?

We used to be afraid of you and respect you, but you still kill us!"

The old man was hunched over, but his momentum was not weak at all. He smiled and said, "We originally had a country with a population of tens of millions, but you killed only tens of thousands of people now!"

"kneel?

What else do you deserve to kneel down!”

"We Yanhuang people have gold under their knees. They kneel down at the sky, kneel down at the ground, kneel down at the parents, and their ancestors, but they don't kneel down at you barbarians! Because you are not worthy of kneeling!"

"I have lived enough, or in other words, I would have died long ago without the help of the Taichu leader! Today, if you dare to threaten the Taichu leader, I will sacrifice my life and fight with you!"

"You don't know, am I called the Sword Saint?

Killing you is like killing a chicken!”

Wang Xiancao was cruel and ruthless, and another snap of his fingers.

Sneak! This qi sword passed by the old man's ear and cut the bronze statue of Jiang Tian behind him into two pieces! Seeing this, everyone was shocked. They were worthy of being a sword saint. What a strong sword energy could be cut

Break a mountain! "Don't you kneel down and surrender?"

Wang Xiancao looked contemptuous and said lightly: "If you don't surrender, everyone will die!"

"If you don't surrender, your destiny will be the same as the result of this bronze statue. Are your heads stronger than bronze statues?"

Wang Xiancao threatened.

The crowd was silent.

The huge Maolin City is silent.

Many Yanhuang people showed deep fear on their faces, and some children were so scared that they shivered and burst into tears.

"Master Taichu, let's fight out with you. Don't kneel down at them, don't surrender, what are they!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman stood up, her eyes were slightly red and her tears were shining, but her weak waist was straight and her eyes were fearless.

This woman was also saved by Jiang Tian and the others.

Her son, still a baby, was once thrown to death by a monk from Changhe Sect.

"Let Taichu Zhenxian kneel down and surrender to you, otherwise, kill us?

You are dreaming!"

Immediately afterwards, a young man from the Yanhuang clan stood up and shouted loudly: "If you want to kill the true immortal of Taichu, just step over our corpse!"

"We descendants of Yan and Huang will never be slaves!"

"Taichu Zhenxian, go to war with them!"

Boom boom boom! One after another, the Yanhuang tribe members stood up, and in an instant, a total of 300,000 Yanhuang tribes roared and shouted in anger at the sky! Everyone was full of fighting spirit, fearlessness, and everyone was

The blood was thundering, and the sound was like thunder! A stream of passion was flowing and turbulent in the Maolin City, and an indomitable fighting spirit soared into the sky, shocking people.

The Yanhuang tribe members are very weak in this world, with a miserable fate.

They were treated as yellow valleys, as ants and untouchables, robbed and massacred, displaced, and suffered heavy casualties.
To be continued...