Li Changan stepped on the blood on the ground and walked slowly from the city gate towards the Wu Clan army in front of him.
The sound of footsteps was like a reminder, stepping on the hearts of all the witch clansmen.
"Go on, let me see who can escape from here for the first time!"
The flaming sword in Li Changan's hand was flowing with hot breath like magma, burning holes into the ground one after another.
The ground was full of corpses of the Wu clan that had been swallowed up by the fire, exuding a strong burnt smell.
The witches standing at the front involuntarily took a few steps back.
They had been frightened by Li Changan's cruelty.
There is no chance of victory at all. Even if they use their lives to fill it, they can still feel that the enemy killing them is no different from killing a chicken.
The enemy's speed was too fast and their methods were too powerful. They didn't even have a chance to fight back.
Unless the enemy's stamina is exhausted, there is no chance of winning.
"kill……"
Qimang roared loudly and threw out the short spear in his hand.
The other Nuo witches also took action one after another.
The gathered offensive laid a curtain of flames directly in front, trying to block Li Changan.
However, the sound of thunder shattered their illusions.
Li Changan brought a terrifying thunderbolt and directly penetrated hundreds of witch clansmen.
Blood was flying and broken limbs were flying everywhere.
"Very good, continue!"
Li Changan encouraged Qimang.
Qimang's eyes were filled with flames, and he kept throwing short spears. Dozens of short spears shuttled back and forth in the air, stabbing at Li Changan crazily.
These short spears ripped through the air and came roaring.
Li Changan disappeared on the spot again, and the sound of thunder even overwhelmed the killing cries of so many witch clansmen.
Wherever it passed, the flaming sword cruelly and indifferently harvested lives one by one.
Qimang's eyes were about to burst, and the enemy had completely changed his style now, leaving him in complete chaos.
Originally, I still fought like a powerful witch, fighting head-on and head-on.
But now, he has used his speed to the extreme, and it is this terrifying teleportation that cannot even capture his figure.
How to stop this?
The besieging witches had no idea how to take action, because they had no idea where the other party would suddenly launch an attack.
And when the enemy appears, it means your own death.
Powerless and collapsed.
The Nuo witches standing behind the army of powerful witches also collapsed.
They fell into the same predicament as Qimang.
There is no target to attack at all.
The enemy seems to be the incarnation of thunder from the sky, too fast and too powerful.
Rampant in the army without any scruples.
Qimang was furious and furious. He wanted to tear his enemy into countless pieces, but he was driven almost crazy by the reality.
Just then,
The roar of thunder suddenly rushed towards him.
When Qimang was shocked and realized it, it was already too late.
Within a short distance, the sound is almost the same as Li Changan's teleportation.
However, once the distance was lengthened and the sound of thunder was heard, Li Changan had already arrived at the place where he teleported.
In other words, teleportation is faster than the speed of sound!
Now, Li Changan was standing behind Qimang and slapped him on the head.
"Submit to me, and I will spare your life."
Qimang didn't dare to move. He could clearly feel the unyielding violent force above his head.
Once you reject it, you may be greeted by death.
However, the Wu clan is never afraid of death.
Just when Qimang was about to grit his teeth and die, Li Changan's words made him hesitate.
"As long as you surrender, I will allow you to go to war for my king!"
"You have a chance... to survive."
Li Changan is like a demon from the abyss, he knows the fear in the hearts of these witch clans.
They are not afraid of death, but when death affects the entire tribe, they have to be cautious.
The surrounding Li Wu and Nuo Wu did not dare to take action at will.
The enemy is holding hostage the strongest member of their tribe.
If the great witch Qimang dies, the Jumang tribe will really be doomed.
Without the great witch in charge, the large tribe will also lose its cornerstone and will eventually be slowly wiped out and disappear into the Tianzhu Mountain Forest.
If you are lucky, you can still retain some of your strength and become a middle tribe.
If you have bad luck, it will split into hundreds of small tribes, most of which will not survive the first year.
"You are now related to the fate of the entire tribe." Li Changan gradually began to tighten his fingers.
"As long as you refuse, I will kill all your tribe."
"If you agree, I will make you my subordinates."
"Hundreds of thousands of lives depend on your next sentence."
Li Changan's voice was like the whisper of a demon, making Qimang almost crazy.
He is not afraid of death, but he does not want his tribe to be slaughtered.
Time became extremely painful and slow at this moment.
"three."
"two."
But Li Changan didn't give Qimang a chance to delay at all, and announced a death countdown.
Qimang looked around, with a face full of fear and wanting to tear the enemy's tribe alive. Finally, he lowered his head and said, "I surrender."
A satisfied smile appeared on Li Changan's lips, but he did not take back his hand, "Very good, in front of all the clan members, please treat me as your master."
Qimang's eyes were filled with the anger of being humiliated, "You are insulting my dignity. The Wu clan will never betray their trust..."
Li Changan interrupted him, "Otherwise, I will continue to kill."
"Let's see how many clan members' lives your so-called dignity is worth."
Qimang said nothing, and finally knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound.
Facing Li Changan, he lowered his head and said, "The ancestral wizard, Qimang, would like to serve..."
"King of Netherworld." Li Changan said his name.
"The ancestral wizard is above, Qimang is willing to serve as the master of Netherworld King and fight for Netherworld King!" Qimang's voice spread around.
Li Changan reached out and touched Qimang's eyebrows, imprinting a rune on his eyebrows.
This rune can communicate with the Netherworld Emperor. As long as Qimang rebels, even if Li Changan is not nearby, the Netherworld Emperor can directly detonate the rune with the help of the ancient star Yingluo.
The regular threads connected by the runes will be stirred in an instant.
Qimang's head will also be blown to pieces, and he will definitely die.
Li Changan looked around and found that the shamans of this tribe were looking directly at him, and immediately shouted angrily,
"All witches, kneel down before me!"
"Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"
The sound echoed within the tribe's walls.
Li Changan's arrogant and ferocious aura was like a wave, beating crazily in all directions.
Finally, the first Li Wu knelt down.
Then came the second one, the third one...
But after all, there are still many hard-core people who would rather die than kneel down.
Li Changan was quite satisfied with this, he didn't need such tough subordinates.
The more hard bones there are, the more essence and blood can be refined.
He has no interest in Corporal Li Xian.
Just listen.
In the Wu clan, which relies on force to convince people, fists are the only truth.
Li Changan opened his palms, and the flame runes turned into flame spears and spread out high in the sky.
Ten roots, a hundred roots... a thousand roots.
The mighty flame spears illuminated the night sky as bright as day.
"Watch carefully, you just saved most of the people in your tribe."
"As long as I want to, I can kill this tribe in just one night."
Li Changan said to Qimang who was kneeling on the ground.
Qimang raised his head in confusion, looking at the dense flaming spears in the sky, and was immediately shocked by Li Changan's terrifying power.
He couldn't even imagine exerting such terrifying power at once.
Is this Netherworld King really the Witch King?
Otherwise, how could he possess such shocking power?
Li Changan's big hand suddenly waved down.
Inside the Jumang tribe, it seemed like there was a dazzling shower of meteors and fire.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
…
Every time a flaming spear fell, a witch who didn't want to kneel was swallowed up by the flames.
In one round, a thousand witches will die.
Li Changan raised his hand again and dropped it.
Another thousand.
Life, at this time, has become the cheapest existence.
"It's impossible for you to rely on numerical superiority to surround and kill me." Li Changan was still destroying Qimang's psychological defense at this time.
"If I weren't still tempering my body, you wouldn't even be able to meet me."
As he spoke, another thousand witches were swallowed up by the flames.
Qimang looked at the shower of meteors and fire that was constantly forming and then extremely brilliant, with only endless fear in his eyes.
What kind of power is this?
There seems to be no end in sight.
Such power is impossible for a great witch to possess!
Li Changan's killing was cold and indifferent.
When he waved down for the tenth time.
In the tribe, there was finally not a single standing wizard.
Li Changan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If I hadn't stored a lot of runes before, this one wouldn't be so smooth.
"Collect all the corpses and blood essence." Li Changan leaned down and patted Qimang's shoulder.
"Just pile all the corpses at the city gate."
After that, the sound of thunder sounded again.
The next moment, Li Changan was sitting on the wall at the city gate, overlooking the Jumang tribe that was almost in ruins.
Yingluoguxing,
The Netherworld Emperor opened his eyes in surprise.
One after another remnant souls appeared in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, there were five or six thousand more, which made his Netherland Kingdom suddenly grow a lot.
All the remaining souls are worshiping Him.
The Netherworld Emperor finally clearly sensed the regular threads corresponding to the power of worship.
He grabbed the thread of rules and pressed it on the Flower of Blood Sea under his seat.
The power of the stars on Yingluo Ancient Planet suddenly became active.
The Netherworld Emperor took a deep breath and controlled a large amount of energy to temper himself.
The first refinement of Yuan Shen is almost completed...