Jing Clan, Shifang Pavilion.
Located in the north of the Tiandi, here is an endless mountain range, vast and vast.
In the middle of the mountain range, there is a huge peak that reaches tens of thousands of feet high and penetrates into the sky.
The mountains are full of trees and lush grass and trees.
Through the prosperous plants, you can see that there are exquisite and gorgeous lofts located on the mountain, like pieces of beautiful jade, embedded on the mountain, reflecting starlight.
The Jing Clan is different from the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan belongs to humans, while the Jing Clan is a Jing Clan.
The essence of the people of the Jing clan is a variety of flowers, plants, trees, and various spiritual herbs. Because the essence is very different, the appearance of the people of the Jing clan is also very different.
In the Litian Realm, the Jing Clan has only two forces, namely Shifang Pavilion and Guishen Ridge.
Any force is enough to defeat all the forces of the Martial Clan in the Heavenly Realm, and the status of the Jing Clan is firmly pressing on the head of the Martial Clan in the Heavenly Soul Source Realm.
Swish!
Yong Wuhen brought more than a dozen powerful men from the Yong Long and other Yong family members to Shifang Pavilion and landed at the foot of Tongtian Pike.
Bang bang bang!!
Yong Wuhen and others knelt down directly, leaned forward and lay on the ground.
There was an incomparable respect on their faces.
And Yong Wuhen no longer had the noble and extraordinary aura of looking down on everything in the holy city of Yong.
The whole person seems cramped and humble.
Swish!
After a few slums, a figure descended from the giant peak of Tongtian.
This is a strong man from the Sprite tribe, tall, big and thick, with a blue hair all over his body and face, extremely thick.
"What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Yong Wuhen and others, asked in confusion, his voice extremely hoarse.
"Sir, please make the decision for us!"
Yong Wuhen said without raising his head.
"Say!" said the strong man of the spirit clan frowned.
"Just just now, a strange and alien strong man led more than a dozen martial warriors and more than twenty elders of the Yuntian Sect to destroy the Yong family!" Yong Wuhen said sadly.
"What did you say?"
The middle-aged strong man from the Jing clan seemed to be unable to believe Yong Wuhen's words, and looked at the other party in shock.
"That alien race has unknown identity, and its cultivation is the highest position in the Taoist realm, and its strength is extremely strong. There are more than ten other people who are in the Taoist realm." Yong Wuhen said in a deep voice.
The middle-aged man from the Jing tribe was silent when he heard this.
Interracial?
Where did the alien race come from?
However, it seems that Yong Wuhen will not lie to him, let alone lie to him.
"These people are from unknown origins, but they must be related to Yuntian Sect. Please make the decision!" Yong Wuhen begged.
The middle-aged man from the Jing tribe said with a slight head, "Take me there!"
He was going to see it himself. There were extremely foreign races in the Dao Realm in Litian Realm, and their origin was unknown, so this was not a trivial matter.
Besides, there are more than a dozen other people with the Taoist realm of cultivation, and he must check it out in person.
"Yes, sir!"
Yong Wuhen responded respectfully and immediately stood up. He first asked his father Yonglong and other tribe members to stay in Shifang Pavilion, and then left with the middle-aged strong men of the Jing clan.
...
The Holy City of Yong Family, in the ruins of ruins.
The Demon Ancestor sat cross-legged, waiting.
Swish!
The space fluctuated slightly, and Su Mo's figure appeared in front of the Demon Ancestor.
"Meet the sect leader!"
The Demon Ancestor immediately stood up and clasped his fists slightly.
"Good job!" Su Mo gave the other party a look of praise. He had already learned everything here.
Because he heard that the tower was not simple, he rushed over immediately.
"The leader of the sect, the subordinates did not complete the task successfully, so they let more than a dozen senior executives of the Yong family escape." The Demon Ancestor took the initiative to apologize.
"It's okay, it's not a big problem!" Su Mo shook his head slightly, everything was under control.
Then, he immediately came to the three-story tower and looked at the tower carefully.
The spiritual consciousness cannot invade, and the source energy cannot invade. These three-story small towers are really not simple.
However, for Su Mo, he has dozens of ways.
Then, with a wave of his hand, this space was completely isolated from the outside world.
It is a radius of thousands of feet, centered on the three-story tower, completely isolated from the world of the Tianhun Source Realm.
Immediately, this area was pulled down by Su Mo to the depths of time and space.
Using the power of rules, this space was completely controlled by him. With a thought, he and the Demon Ancestor entered the three-story small tower.
There are three spaces in the three-story tower.
The first floor is a radius of millions of miles.
The second floor is a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
The third floor is ten thousand miles in a radius.
The three-layer space is more abundant than the other layer of source air, far exceeding the outside world, and the space is extremely stable and extremely solid.
The most important thing is that within 30% of the space, there are 500,000 and 600,000 warriors, all of whom are from the Yong family.
Su Mo and the Demon Ancestor, wandering in the third floor of space without realizing it.
"Sect Master, what should we do?" asked the Demon Ancestor. The hundreds of thousands of people from the Yong family did not have very high cultivation.
There are about 200 martial artists in the Creation Realm, more than 3,000 martial artists in the Supreme Realm, and others have even lower cultivation levels.
"Let's see if you can conquer it first!"
Su Mo said in a deep voice that the senior executives of the Yong family had been killed by the Demon Ancestor and had formed a mortal hatred.
But he didn't want to kill too many people from the Martial Clan. He tried first whether he could subdue him. If he couldn't subdue him, he would only become a nourishment.
Swish~~~~!
Su Mo waved his hand and all the members of the Yong family in the three-story space appeared on a plain.
Su Mo looked around the hundreds of thousands of people.
"What's going on?"
“What’s the situation?”
"What's wrong?"
All the heads of the Yong family found that they suddenly came here, and they were shocked.
Before, something happened in the Yong family holy city. The young master Yong Wuhen and the head of the family took people out. They were not sure what was going on.
When everyone was shocked and puzzled, they soon saw Su Mo and the Demon Ancestor in the sky ahead.
"Who are you?"
All the members of the Yong family were shocked and looked horrified because these two strangers emitted a terrible aura.
"We are from Yuntian Sect. Now we have unified the Martial Clan of Litian Realm. Are you willing to surrender?" The Demon Ancestor asked loudly, his voice like a thunderstorm, buzzing in everyone's minds.
"What?"
"Unified the Martial Clan of the Litian Realm? How is it possible?"
"You have trespassed into the Yuxu Tower of my Yong family. The crime is unforgivable and you will not leave quickly!"
"Submission? A big joke. My Yong family is loyal to Shifang Pavilion. What qualifications do you have to make us surrender?"
“…”
A large number of warriors of the Yong family spoke one after another, and many even shouted angrily.
"If you don't want to surrender, then kill without mercy!" The Demon Ancestor's face turned cold, and today's magic power was released from his body.
Under the terrifying power of the demon, all the people of the Yong family were trembling.
However, they are still tough.
"We will only surrender to the spirit clan, and only to other higher races. No one from the martial clan is qualified to surrender!" A middle-aged strong man in the realm of creation shouted angrily, as if he would rather die than surrender.
"We will never surrender!"
"If you dare to kill us, the spirit clan will not let you go!"
"Our family master and young master will not let you go!"
Countless people from the Yong family shouted angrily, each of whom was "iron-minded".
"hehe!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help laughing.
It's too servile!
Worship aliens so much?
Look down on your own race?
To those of your own race, you would rather die than surrender than surrender to the alien race!
What is this mentality?
"This is your own choice, your slavery will disappear!"
Su Mo sighed lightly, and immediately used the taboo rules.
Chapter completed!