The sky and the earth were mournful, the earth trembled, the oceans surged, and endless blood burst out from the mountains and rivers.
The billowing black clouds high in the sky dispersed, and the scorching sun rose into the sky, but turned into a bloody sun, shining brightly, and the red light shone in the nineteen states of Tianlong.
More than a dozen monks in the realm of gods were brutally killed by Qin Nan, Lao Niu, Xuanyuan Feng and Lao Zhu.
Heaven and earth share the same sorrow, and the sun shares the same blood.
Blood rain fell from the sky, and the patter of rain dyed the entire land for thousands of miles in red.
Centered on the place where Qin Nan stood, all the monks within a thousand miles were enveloped in a huge wave of sadness.
A monk in the Transformation of God Realm has a cultivation that penetrates the heaven and earth. If he has reached this realm, the power of his soul has already been endowed with the power of laws by heaven, and he can mobilize the general trend of the four directions for his use with every movement of his hands and feet.
Once a god-level monk dies, heaven will send down endless mournful cries to show the honor of the god-transformation monk.
"Listen, if you want to survive, I swear here to sacrifice my original essence in the name of my soul and return it to my command. Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"
Qin Nan walked through the air, and the silver giant sword shrank sharply in his hand. However, the momentum around him was as sharp as a blade, and the terrifying power was terrifying.
Lao Niu, Lao Zhu and Xuanyuan Feng followed closely, each with a fierce look in their eyes, surrounding the monks from all directions.
These people come from all directions, all with evil intentions.
Qin Nan knew in his heart the original intention of these people, so he would never be merciful.
After experiencing life and death for a long time, he has figured out the path of destiny. Being kind to his enemies is cruel to himself.
If something happens to him in the future, these people will definitely come back again and invade the Jianzun Continent.
Rather than doing this, it is better to take it into your own hands, suppress their souls and spirits, and make them guard the land of Jiuzhou in the Sword Lord's continent.
The sound of rolling thunder filled the heaven and earth, and Qin Nan's voice was wrapped in the residual power of the sword bone. It was so cold and threatening that it made people tremble with fear.
"Child Qin Nan, I have been cultivating for three hundred years before reaching the state of becoming a god. You are just a little kid, but you are trying to enslave me and thousands of monks who have entered the holy realm. You are wishful thinking!"
A proud and iron-blooded man with a strong sense of family and country is not unique to Jian Zun mainland monks.
One of the monks who was in the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm jumped up into the air and looked directly at Qin Nan. Although there was fear in his eyes, he was proud. His words were quarrelsome and did not give Qin Nan any face.
"snort!"
Qin Nan snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
"Mr. Wang is right! How can we, Tianlong cultivators, recognize you, a prisoner of the Sword Master, as our master!"
"In the past, the Sword Lord Continent was just a place where prisoners were exiled in Tianlong World. Although we are trapped here today, we will never give up our original essence and return to your command."
"Fellow Taoist Tianlong, if we come under this man's command, we will definitely kill each other with our wives, relatives and friends in the future! How do you want to see such a scene?"
"Let's go together. If we join forces to break out, there may be a glimmer of hope!"
"Tianlong man, come with me!"
…
The void shook, and under the encouragement of the five leading monks in the realm of gods, the thousands of miles of void rippled like ripples in water.
More than a hundred monks who were above the Saint Realm rose into the sky, following the five Tianlong monks who were in the Divine Transformation Realm, and rushed straight to the southeast in a mighty force.
They knew in their hearts that Qin Nan's fighting power was so great that they would only die if they tried hard. Only by breaking through the shackles of the Devouring Sword Domain could they have a chance of survival!
The silver lightsaber in Qin Nan's palm dissipated, and he stood with his hands tied, watching everyone leave with cold black eyes.
"Xiao Nanzi, how about leaving this wave to me?"
The old cow transformed into a bull-headed human body, returned to normal size, and stood behind Qin Nan.
Qin Nan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a deep voice:
"In that case, please trouble me!"
"Hahahaha... No trouble! Xiao Nanzi, you finally have some dignity that you deserve!"
The old cow laughed loudly, but there was a trace of imperceptible fear deep in his eyes.
After the sword bone was opened, Qin Nan's state of mind seemed to have changed. His whole body was as cold as the sword, as if an ancient emperor had been resurrected.
Qin Nan's every move can reveal a hint of majesty. Although he is not as good as the real Lord of the Immortal Court, he still has a hint of imperial charm.
The old cow roared and killed everyone.
Qin Nan turned his gaze to the remaining monks and said coldly:
"I will give you a quarter of an hour to think about it. After a quarter of an hour, those who have not given their original essence will die!"
The cold voice was like the call of death. Many Tianlong monks who had not yet risen to the sky looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
"Li Haochen, the great elder of Haotian Sect, pays homage to the Lord!"
"Great Elder, you...
"Shut up! Don't say anything again!"
…
The void shook, and before Qin Nan's voice dissipated, an old man in gray robe walked through the air from a hundred miles away.
He knelt down in front of Qin Nan, golden light shone between the old palms, and a miniature version of the "Old Man's Shadow" was suspended in his palms.
"Very good, you will be the leader of all Tianlong monks under me from now on!"
Qin Nan did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the "phantom of the old man" into his dantian, and then suppressed it inside the altar in his dantian.
"Thank you Master! I will do my best to clear all obstacles for Master!"
Li Haochen's eyes showed joy, he knelt down and saluted, then stood up and stood behind Qin Nan.
This is the result he wants.
Qin Nan is gifted with extraordinary talent, and his sword bones have already achieved great success. His future achievements will surely span the Nineteen States of Tianlong.
What's more, the situation in front of us is a life and death dilemma.
Those who go along will live, those who go against will perish!
"Disciples of the Haotian Sect obey the order and step forward quickly to offer their original essence in order to respect their master!"
Li Haochen's voice was deep and rolling like thunder.
Its sound spread thousands of miles, and immediately, the expressions of the more than five hundred monks within the thousands of miles of void changed.
Li Haochen was the one with the highest level of cultivation among the remaining monks, and was also the only one who was in the realm of gods. He decisively surrendered to Qin Nan. The decisiveness of such a strong man to cut off his wrist brought great shock to everyone.
"Ah! Ah! Don't kill me! I am willing to surrender!"
"Ho! A bunch of ants, Xiao Nanzi has given you a chance! If you don't cherish it, you will only become my king's food!"
In the distance, there were sudden bursts of shrill screams.
Qin Nan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his sword eyebrows, and Xuanyuan Feng rose into the sky, killing into the void on the other side, assisting Lao Niu in killing all directions.
Between a man and an ox, corpses fell like rain, and the sound of wailing shook the heaven and the earth.
They all urgently need spiritual things to replenish themselves.
Between heaven and earth, the original essence of the monks in the realm of gods is naturally the best "healing medicine".
One person and one bull are killed in a vigorous manner, and the moves are ruthless, without giving anyone a chance.
Even if some monks bowed their heads in mid-air, they still could not escape the trident in Xuanyuan Feng's hand.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……
The more than a hundred Tianlong monks who had just rushed out were constantly hearing shrill screams. The sound shook the world and was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every Tianlong monk within a thousand miles.
"Roar! Huntian Holy Fist! Thunder! Everyone must die for me!"
In the distance, Lao Niu showed the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and together with Xuanyuan Feng hunted and killed the five Tianlong cultivators in the God Transformation Realm.
The bull's body was wrapped in billowing demonic clouds, and its terrifying power made everyone tremble in fear. At the same time, they had no choice but to bravely step forward.
"Xuankongmen, the master of the gate, Wang Zhichun, pays homage to the master!"
"Xuelang Mountain Range, Demon King, Xue Wu, pays homage to the master!"
"Deputy Lord of Luoyang City, Zhan Shan, pay homage to the Master!"
…
A lesson for the former and a teacher for the latter.
In the distance, the five monks in the realm of gods were quickly captured by Lao Niu and Xuanyuan Feng.
There was a majestic rain of blood in the sky, washing the world.
The more than 500 remaining monks, who dared to resist, revealed their identities one after another, gave their essence, fell into the air, knelt on their knees, and bowed their heads to Qin Nan.
