"My God, almost all the strongest orthodoxies in West Earth are here! This time, Lush Forest City will be flattened! "
Seeing this, the Extreme Frost Crown Prince's expression changed. He looked at his father, Black Ice, and hesitated.
Even if Ming Ruyi and the 12 strongest elders were here, they would not be able to withstand such an attack and would be wiped out in seconds.
Besides, Jiang Tian had not devoured a Jindan. His cultivation level was still at the middle Foundation Establishment Realm. Now, he was alone!
The Extreme Frost Crown Prince thought that the army had passed through Skylight and Cloudmist, but no troops had reported. These two kings had clearly surrendered!
Then what are we waiting for? Defeat was like a landslide. A gentleman would not stand under a collapsing wall!
"So many Jindan. The Longevity Sect is facing destruction this time!"
Fairy Luo Mei's beautiful face paled.
If she were to challenge the weakest one among them, she wouldn't even be able to last one round against him.
Even if Jiang Tian had killed Ming Ruyi, who was said to have Nascent Soul battle power, he might not be their match!
Although Ming Ruyi was strong, the Blood Baptism Mystic Art absorbed the essence of others and devoured their souls.
If they really fought, she might not be a match for Fire Beacon City. Besides, this was not just Fire Beacon City.
Therefore, even if Jiang Tian defeated Ming Ruyi, he was not confident that he could overcome today's crisis!
"Don't kill us! We were only forced to come to the ceremony! "
Luo Qi was pale with fright. She shivered and kowtowed to the ground, pounding her head on the ground.
Many experts of Lush Forest City also kowtowed to her. They immediately changed sides and surrendered to the Demon Suppression Army.
Mou Bilian walked to Fan Xiu Zhu and said something quickly. Fan Xiu Zhu glared at her and shook his head firmly.
"A gentleman's wealth is his ruin!"
Faced with such a situation, the white-bearded Grand Elder was at a loss of what to do.
He sighed and said, "The Arhat covets the vast land of the north! If Kang Tae-chu had killed the Longevity Sect leader, Ming Ruyi, and left easily, there would not be today's destruction! But the Arhat wants to kill him. He is the future ruler of this world! "
As for the many Yan Huang Tribe members who were being held captive, they were even more worried, as though they had lost their parents.
They had thought that they had been saved, that they had received protection, and that they could stand up straight.
But now, he had become a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
If Jiang Tian did not surrender, the experts would kill the Yan Huang Tribe members until Jiang Tian surrendered!
At this time, the aura of the Golden Core powerhouses poured down like a torrential river, intimidating the area within a radius of dozens of kilometers and firmly enveloping the entire Maolin City.
Many of the Yan Huang Tribe members were pressed to the ground. If Mou Bohu had not activated the Great City Protecting Array, hundreds of thousands of people would have died.
Crown Prince Mo Yang sipped his tea and gloated. When faced with a choice between life and death, would Kang Tae-chu fight or flee?
If he fought, he would only die!
If he fled, would he be able to escape?
"Kang Tae-chu, oh, Kang Tae-chu, if you don't listen to the advice of your elders, you will suffer losses in front of you. If you had left earlier, you would have been fine. Why bother with the Ascension Ceremony? Are you happy now? Surrounded by so many experts, you and I are going to die...."
Li Wuji sighed, pounding his chest and stamping his feet. He wanted to cry but had no tears.
He scanned the Yan Huang Tribe members who were being pressed to the ground. His face was distorted and he spoke to Jiang Tian through his Spiritual Awareness.
"If not for us, they would have been killed long ago. We have helped them a lot. We have done our best. They are a burden. Let's not care about them now. Kill our way out, fly back to the Changsheng Sect, activate the Teleportation Formation, and return to the Earth Domain! Daoist Tai Chu, you are a peerless Sect Leader and wise. You must agree with me, right? "
"Human lives are greater than heaven!"
Jiang Tian shook his head gently, his eyes fixed. "You and I are cultivators. If we can't even protect our own people, what is the point of cultivating? The strong fight to protect the weak! The hot blood of the strong should flow for the weak! "
"Are you stupid?"
Li Wuji's face was full of fear. He was so anxious that he almost jumped up.
"These Yan Huang Tribe members are said to be of the same origin as us, but I'm afraid they are from the same era as the cavemen. Who knows what happened tens of thousands of years ago. After so long, their bloodline is already different from ours. Why should we care about them?"
At this moment.
Among them, a man from the Yan Huang Tribe stood up and roared, "The Yan Huang Tribe members will never be slaves!"
He was a martial artist, equivalent to the first or second level of the Qi Refining Realm. In this world, he was completely weak.
But he was not afraid of death. With a kitchen knife in his hand, he slashed towards the sky.
Pa!
Wang Xiancao looked at him with contempt and flicked his finger.
A sword of Qi about 100 meters long burst out. It was dazzling and extremely sharp. If it hit the man, only death would await him.
"Wang Xiancao, that's enough. How dare you kill people in front of me!"
Jiang Tian growled. A Geng Metal sword radiance flashed and shattered Wang Xiancao's sword qi.
"Kang Tae-chu, you really care about them."
Seeing the sword of Qi broken, Wang Xiancao was shocked. This man's Geng Metal aura was strong and sharp. It was actually on par with his sword qi.
However, there was a sinister smile on his face as he coldly snorted.
"Then, you should surrender. No matter how capable you are, you can escape, but can you save all of them? "
"Taichu Sect Leader, kill your way out. Don't worry about us! "
An elder stood up with a calm face.
Jiang Tian recognized this person.
He was one of the escapees from the Yan Huang Tribe that Jiang Tian and the others had saved when they were passing by Skylight.
"Old man, you're not afraid of death! How dare you stand up and not kneel! "
Wang Xiancao was furious. He glared at the elder and shouted.
"Afraid?"
"What's there to be afraid of? We used to be very afraid of you and respected you. But you still killed us! "
The elder was hunched over, but his aura was not weak. He chuckled and said,
"We used to have a country with tens of millions of people. But you killed us, and only a few tens of thousands are left!"
"Kneel? What do you have to make us kneel? "
"We of the Yan Huang Tribe have gold under our knees. We kneel to the heavens, to the earth, to our parents, and to our ancestors. But we will not kneel to you barbarians! Because you are not worth kneeling to! "
"I've lived long enough. Or rather, without the Taichu Sect Leader's help, I would have died long ago! Today, you dare to threaten the Taichu Sect Leader? Even if I have to throw away my old bones, I'll fight you to the death! "
"Don't you know that I'm called the Sword Sage? I'll kill you like a chicken! "Wang Xiancao was merciless. He flicked his finger again.
Psst!
This energy sword brushed past the old man's ear, and slashed the bronze statue of Jiang Tian behind him into two pieces!
Seeing this, the crowd was shocked. He was indeed a Sword Sage. Such strong sword qi. It could probably cut a mountain in half!
"Are you all still not going to kneel and submit?"
Wang Xiancao's eyes were full of contempt. He said, "If you don't submit, all of you will die!"
"If you don't surrender, your fate will be the same as this bronze statue. Are your heads tougher than a bronze statue?"
Wang Xiancao threatened.
The crowd was silent.
The huge Maolin City was completely silent.
Many of the Yan Huang Tribe members were terrified. Some children were trembling in fear, tears streaming down their faces.
"Taichu Sect Leader, we will fight our way out with you. Don't kneel to them. Don't submit. Who do they think they are?"
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman stood up. Her eyes were slightly red and tears were flowing down her cheeks, but her weak waist was straight and her eyes were fearless.
This woman was also saved by Jiang Tian and the others.
Her son was still an infant, and had been thrown to death by the cultivators of the Eternal River Sect.
"You want the Taichu True Immortal to submit to you, or you will kill us? You must be dreaming! "
Immediately after, a Yan Huang Tribe youth stood up and shouted, "If you want to kill the Taichu True Immortal, you will have to step over our dead bodies!"
"We, the descendants of Yan Huang, will never be slaves!"
"Taichu True Immortal, fight them!"
Boom, boom, boom!
One by one, the Yan Huang Tribe members stood up. In an instant, 300,000 Yan Huang Tribe members roared at the sky!
Each one of them was filled with fighting spirit. They did not fear death, and their blood was boiling. Their voices were like thunder!
A surge of hot blood flowed and surged in Maolin City. An unyielding fighting spirit soared into the sky, shocking everyone.
The Yan Huang Tribe members were very weak in this world. Their fates were full of miseries.
They were treated like dirt, like ants to be pillaged and slaughtered. They wandered from place to place, suffering heavy casualties.
Each one of them carried a blood feud with them!
Once, they had feared these god-like beings. But today, for Jiang Tian, they would not hesitate to die!
Jiang Tian was their savior, and their hope!
They did not want Jiang Tian to surrender in order to save their lives. They did not want him to bow his head to these hypocritical and cruel West Earth experts!
......
At this time, warships, cloud towers, and immortal treasures were all activated. They began to attack the Defensive Spirit Design of Lush Forest City.
Qi Refinement cultivators formed an army of cultivators and poured down like a torrent. Under the command of the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment powerhouses, they formed square formations and surrounded the entire Maolin City so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. They bombarded the defensive array continuously!
These Qi Refinement Realm cultivators were nothing individually. But when 100,000 of them joined forces, even a Jindan expert would not be able to stop them.
RUMBLE!
Light filled the sky, and the void trembled. An army of 100,000 cultivators from the Fire Worship Sect pulled out their Red Lotus Hellfire and blasted it.
The Defensive Light Shield rippled like water, and a giant vortex with a radius of 1,000 meters caved in. It almost cracked.
This Spirit Design was drawn by Jiang Tian, and the Changshen Sect provided the materials for the Spirit Design. It cost countless Spirit Stones and was hastily set up under the leadership of Mou Bohu. It was called the Golden Bell Sky-Propping Spirit Design. When fully activated, it could withstand several attacks from Nascent Soul experts.
But millions of cultivators formed the Spirit Design. Lightning, Hellfire, Buddha light, and demonic aura were released. Each attack gathered the endless power of 100,000 cultivators, comparable to a Jindan attack.
It was only a matter of time before they broke the Spirit Design.
And Wang Xiancao and many other Jindan experts had already rushed in and surrounded Jiang Tian. The battle was about to start.
At this time, countless gazes gathered on Jiang Tian, waiting for his decision.
Mou Bohu and Mou Hongdie were worried. Fairy Luo Mei was nervous. The Supreme Elder was full of pity. Prince Mo Yang looked at him with mockery. Prince Mu Yang snickered. Li Wuji was trembling. He just wanted to turn around and run. Xuan Bing and Ji Han were hesitant. Tang Linglong, on the other hand, was full of fighting spirit and murderous intent.
Wang Xiancao, Cao Feng, Huo Liancheng, and the others were looking at Jiang Tian as if he was an ant. They smiled smugly as if victory was in their hands.
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