After hearing this, the masters of the alien Yuanxian Realm have completely understood. At this time, other cultivation countries are also attacking the alien continent. They have never thought that the masters of other cultivation countries will attack. This is their mistake.
"Mistake... a complete mistake... If we had known this result earlier, we would not have taken action, and we would have surrendered completely." The Yuanxian Realm master of the Scale Horn Clan said with a sad smile, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his words.
, and sad.
Nowadays, the human race is developing rapidly, and the integrated power is much greater than theirs. They are no match at all. I thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan and the people from other cultivation countries have conflicts. After all, no one from the cultivation country has seen other forces grow. It is a pity.
Their guess was wrong. Yuwen Zhouyuan used his strong strength and the temptation of interests to make them take action.
"It's okay to surrender now. I don't want to completely eliminate you. You must know that all things exist for a reason. I will not do anything that will cause resentment and anger. As long as you all surrender to me, I will definitely not deal with you.
, you still live in your continent, and you can do whatever you want. You understand, the masters of the immortal world that I want to really kill are the same ones I want to deal with." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
Boom! Boom! Boom! In the vast void, all three warships exploded, five powerful skeletons were also blown up, and the battle in the high-level void was completely over.
The Yuanxian Realm master from the Scale Horn Clan looked up at the falling wreckage, and there was another master from the Scale Horn Clan, with a trace of sadness on his usually cold face. He looked at the other Yuan Xianjing masters from the foreign race and said: "
We were all wrong. If we had united together and attacked with all our strength when we first arrived more than two hundred years ago, I am afraid that the Taihuang Mountain cultivation world would have been divided up by us long ago, and how could it be reduced to what it is today."
"There are no ifs in this world. You all surrender! I won't take action against you, but one thing is that I want you to kill all those people in the immortal world." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with cold eyes.
The Yuanxian Realm masters from the Illusory Spirit Clan, Winged Clan, and Soul Blood Clan looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with complicated expressions, as if they were hesitating about something.
The master of Yuanxian Realm from the Scale Horn Clan cast his sights on Yuwen Zhouyuan, "We, the Scale Horn Clan, surrender, let your people stop!"
Now it was almost a one-sided massacre, and the alien coalition forces had simply lost their fighting spirit. The end of the battle in the void made each of them see the beginning of death, and there was no hope of victory at all.
"We also surrender." Although the masters of the Yuanxian Realm of the Illusory Spirit Clan, the Winged Clan, and the Soul Blood Clan are unwilling to accept it, they can only surrender now. They have even played out their last trump card and still failed. There is no hope of victory at all.
They can only surrender, otherwise, I am afraid Yuwen Zhouyuan will kill everyone here.
"Stop, step back." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at him and shouted loudly, his voice resounding throughout the space.
After Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words fell, a master named Fusang Huadaoyu stepped back with a look of unwillingness, and they all stood behind Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
Some masters killed several more foreign masters when they retreated.
After a hundred breaths, the entire battle was over. The masters of the two sides stood on one side. The Fusohua Island side was as powerful as a rainbow and powerful, while the alien coalition forces were like eggplants beaten by frost, with low morale and no fighting spirit.
"Yu Wen Zhouyuan, our Scale Horn clan has surrendered, but I will not surrender. It is my fault that the Scale Horn clan has suffered this disaster." Suddenly, the eyes of the Yuanxian master of the Scale Horn clan burst out with two words.
With a cold light, he stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
After speaking, he turned into a black light and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan. Even if he died, he would die in the battle.
"In this case, I will help you." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly, and slowly struck out with a palm.
Boom! A terrifying aura erupted, and the body of the master of the Yuanxian Realm of the Scale-Horn Clan exploded, his blood splashed, and his soul dissipated.
"My lord, my lord..." The masters of the pseudo-fairyland and true fairyland of the Scale Horn clan shouted in pain. Who said they were cold and ruthless aliens, just because they didn't reach the stage of touching people.
Seeing the death of the Yuanxian Realm master who led them, all the Scale Horn Clan masters couldn't help but feel a little sad. They stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan with hatred in their eyes, as if they wanted to take action against Yuwen Zhouyuan, but in the end they did not do it.
"Since the Lord just told us all to surrender, then we will surrender." A master of the True Immortal Realm of the Scale Horn Clan looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
He also knew that if he did not surrender, Yuwen Zhouyuan would kill all of them. This was not a question of cruelty or not, but to avoid leaving any future troubles. If it were them, they would also make such a decision.
"I accept your surrender, but I am not at ease with the mere verbal agreement. Who knows whether you will resist in a hundred or thousand years, or whether you will stab me in the back when you are waiting for the masters from the immortal world to come.
With one sword, no one can guarantee this, so I must control you all." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at them and said.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, their faces were a little ugly. No one wanted to be controlled by others, but the current situation forced them to do so.
"What are you going to do?" The Yuanxian Realm master from the Winged Clan looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with complicated eyes and said.
Everyone else set their sights on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I'm just preparing to use some means to control you. Don't resist and relax your minds. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will directly obliterate your souls."
When they hear the word soul, their faces look ugly. If they try to manipulate the soul, they will definitely be firmly controlled, but at this time, do they have any choice?
These masters looked at each other and then nodded reluctantly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, and wisps of power burst out, all entering from the center of their eyebrows, and then spreading from the center of their eyebrows into their souls, even though their bodies and souls were completely integrated.
, but it was still found by Yuwen Zhouyuan's ray of power and spread in the soul. Even they couldn't find anything wrong.
Huh! Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and said: "Okay, it's done. Are you still wondering whether I control you or not? Next, I will let you all try it."
As he said this, Yuwen Zhouyuan had a thought, and all the masters of the Yuanxian Realm, the real masters of the Immortal Realm, and the masters of the pseudo-xianxian Realm from the foreign race here were all in great pain and howled.
After a full ten breaths, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped controlling them. They were panting heavily, and their bodies were all soaked. At this time, they finally realized what it meant to live worse than death, and that kind of pain, as if
It's the ants that are biting their souls.
"Do you realize it now? I hope you don't have any other thoughts, otherwise, you know the consequences." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Master Yuwen, can we leave now?" the Yuanxian Realm master from the Wing Tribe said with an expression on his face.
A high-ranking person will always feel a little uncomfortable if he is suddenly controlled by others, but he will get used to it slowly.
"Yes, you can leave at any time, but your continent is being jointly attacked by masters from other cultivating countries, and you are already at a disadvantage. If you want them to retreat, I am afraid you will have to pay a price. I will let people give them the news and let them
Retreat, and as for the price to pay, you can discuss it among yourselves." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly, and then assigned three pseudo-fairyland masters to send a message to those cultivating countries that attacked the foreign races.
The Yuanxian Realm masters from the Soul Blood Clan, Winged Clan, and Illusory Spirit Clan looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with complex expressions in their eyes, and then left with the masters.
"You guys should leave too!" Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the remaining Yuanxian Realm master from the Scale Horn Clan and said.
The master of the Yuanxian realm of the Scale Horn clan sighed slightly, and then returned to the central area of the Scale Horn clan with the remaining masters of the Scale Horn clan.
Now in this world, there are only corpses on the ground, blood-stained beaches, and bloody sea water.
"Calculate the losses." Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Yang Liuqing, who was next to Yu Wen Zhouyuan, opened his eyes and regained some energy. Then he stood up, hugging the guqin, and the condensed energy table and stools all dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Qing'er, how do you feel?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked with a smile.
"Ms. Sir, An Shenqu is very magical, with profound connotations and a mysterious sense of dharma. It won't take long for me to break through." Yang Liuqing said softly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"Then I'll congratulate you first." Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled.
"We haven't broken through yet! As for when we will break through, no one can tell." Yang Liuqing rolled her eyes at Yuwen Zhouyuan.
At this time, Shuang Xuehan came over, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "We have lost two large battleships, five small battleships, and nearly ten thousand of the masters we brought, including the loss of pseudo-wonderland masters.
Two hundred and eighty."
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned. The battle was indeed tragic, with so many people lost.
"Pass the loss to the Fusohua Island Region, and then compensate their relatives." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a slight sigh.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that some people would die in the war, he still felt a little uncomfortable because so many masters were painstakingly trained by Fusanghuadao Domain. However, as a controller of power, he could control it very well.
own emotions.
Shuangxuehan nodded.
"Take away all the corpses of the monks who died heroically in this battle and bury them on the hanging island. You will be responsible for this place. I will go to the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe to see the situation." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Shuangxue.
Han said seriously.
"Okay." Shuang Xuehan only said one word.
"Qing'er, you should go back first!" Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his attention to Yang Liuqing, and then disappeared all of a sudden, flying towards the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan.