This is a carnival for these great witches. The Da Luo Jinxian and Hunyuan True Immortal are all entangled by the ancestral witches one by one. Although the number of the remaining hundreds of billions of immortals is large, they are far from the opponents of these great witches.
Each of the great witches has manifested a thousand-foot true body and used various mysterious laws inherited from the ancestral witches. In addition, all the great witches have practiced Pangu's true body, and each of them has a terrifying body.
The physical bodies of these great witches alone have the power to withstand the magical powers of the Daluo Jinxian, so they rushed into the hundreds of billions of immortals, and did not hide from the magical powers from all directions.
Laughing loudly.
This kind of wanton slaughtering battle made them mad, and they took action without any scruples. The ancient powerful forces in the heavens and worlds immediately suffered terrible losses.
Boom!
Zhu Rong's whole body suddenly erupted with a terrifying fire. With the help of the explosive power of the divine fire, he suddenly burst out with incredible speed, rushed towards the dodging Ye Tiandu, and punched Ye Tiandu hard in the forehead.
Bang!
Half of Ye Tiandu's head exploded. If he hadn't dodged a little, the whole head would have turned into blood mist, and his true spirit would have been shattered.
Even so, Zhu Rong's divine fire still spread in his wounds, burning fiercely, and a torch rose up.
"Save him alive!"
Qiang Yi hurriedly spoke, Hunyuan True Immortals like Ye Tiandu have rare combat power. Although they are not the opponents of the Ancestral Witch, their future development is limitless.
Zhu Rong glanced at Qiang Yi in surprise, only to hear Qiang Yi say loudly: "Brothers, although these lower realm gods are vulnerable, they are quite numerous. I am the original ancestral witch for the first time, and I haven't had time to create my own bloodline.
Clan members, how about you let me subjugate them all and let them serve my Wu Clan, and treat them as punishment for desecrating Buzhou Mountain?"
"Qian Yi, please think carefully. Our Wu Clan and these immortal monks are not from the same group. Are you sure you can conquer them?"
Di Jiang's eyes narrowed and he asked with some suspicion.
"If they don't surrender, then they will all be wiped out!"
Qiang Yi laughed ferociously, "In my opinion, these lower realm immortals from all the worlds have no support in the ancient times. If they become a subsidiary race of our Witch Clan, they can also play a big role. At least they can refine
It shouldn’t be difficult for them to have magic weapons, elixirs, and large formations. Isn’t this what our Witch Clan is lacking!”
Qiang Yi accurately focused on the weak points of the Wu clan.
Nowadays, only Zhu Rong and his great witches can refine magical weapons, but they only have so many people. Even if they refine them with all their strength, they are not enough to supply the entire witch clan.
What's more, there is no one in the Wu tribe who can refine elixirs. After their tribesmen are injured, they can only rely on their own recovery power to resist. If they are slightly injured, they will often not survive.
And all kinds of grand formations are what the Witch Clan lacks the most. They can only use witchcraft and sacred texts to set up some weird restrictions. Although Houtu learned some superficial formations from Fuxi through the relationship with Nuwa, she
After all, he is not an Immortal Dao monk, and the mysteries of the Formation Dao cannot be learned in a short time.
"What Qian Yi said is right. If we can conquer these immortal gods, it will be the best supplement for our witch clan."
Hou Tu also spoke.
Di Jiang always obeyed Hou Tu's suggestions, and when he saw Hou Tu saying the same thing, he waved his hand suddenly, and the surrounding space buzzed and stagnated, and everything in this space was suppressed.
Although Cha Huantian and other Hunyuan True Immortals felt that they could break away from this suppression, it was already too late. At the moment when the space was stagnated, Dijiang shuttled directly through the void and appeared in front of every Hunyuan True Immortal and Daluo Jinxian almost at the same time. , the fist flashed and severely injured everyone, leaving them with little resistance.
It would be nothing if these eternal powerful forces in the world could leave Mount Buzhou. They could completely run away. No matter how powerful the Wu Clan is, it would be impossible to catch them all.
But once they leave the Buzhou Mountain realm, without the repulsion of Pangu's coercion, the supreme heaven's scourge will kill them.
They are now unable to move forward or retreat and are in a real desperate situation.
At this time, Ye Tiandu and others remembered Zhang Qian's warning, and thought how ridiculous they had been saying before that they wanted to join forces to annihilate the Wu clan and occupy Buzhou Mountain.
Only now do we know how terrifying the Wu Clan is. This force is unbelievably powerful. If it weren't for the small number of people, who in the wild could stop them?
"Have you all heard this?" Qiang Yi stared fiercely at the Hunyuan True Immortal and Daluo Jinxian who had lost the power to resist, "Either surrender to my Wu Clan or die. You have no third option!"
"That's right, Brother Qianyi doesn't have any combat power under his command now. You guys can be very effective under him. Brother Qianyi, since it was your suggestion, you can subdue these people!"
Zhu Rong and others had no interest in Ye Tiandu and others, and had no intention of competing with the strong barbarians.
In their hearts, the Wu Clan are the most perfect creatures in the world, and the others are just ants, existences not worth mentioning.
None of the twelve ancestral witches want to rule over these immortal gods in the lower world. Since Qiang Yi has not yet created any descendants of his own bloodline, and it was his suggestion, let him conquer and rule over these immortal gods.
"Hahahaha, thank you all brothers, I am very interested in them!" He turned to look at the battlefield that had slowly stopped. The three-headed and six-armed Wan Zhang avatar stood tall and shouted: "If you want to live, swear to the great road. Force the barbarians to surrender to me, otherwise everything will turn into ashes!"
"you……!"
"impossible!"
Those who were arrogant and arrogant suddenly changed their expressions. They did not want to surrender to this monster-like existence.
Boom!
However, as soon as those gods who retorted spoke, black holes suddenly appeared, sucking them all into the black holes and twisting them into blood mist.
"Is there anyone else? I didn't happen to kill anyone just now!"
The evil aura of the strong barbarians spread out and affected the entire battlefield, terrifying countless people.
Ye Tiandu, who only had half his head left, looked at each other with Cha Huantian, Sixian Daojun, Nether Lord, and Tianxuan Yuanjun for a while, all showing deep helplessness.
Do they have any other options?
No!
If you leave Buzhou Mountain, you will be killed by the gods. If you stay here and do not surrender to this powerful barbarian, you will also be wiped out by the Wu clan. They will die on both sides. The only way to survive is for them to surrender to others.
Although this was a difficult choice, Ye Tiandu and others made a decisive decision. Who wants to die if they can live?
No monk who has embarked on the road to immortality, no otherworldly creature, will become a hero.
To put it even more extreme, as long as any monk, no matter any living being, becomes a monk, their mentality will naturally transform into the ultimate solipsism.
All their actions are aimed at benefiting themselves, taking themselves further, and living longer.
Putting yourself in danger for the sake of face or something is something that only a fool would do.
The higher the cultivation level, the more selfish people are, and the supreme saints are the ultimate selfishness. However, when they are selfish to the extreme, they become another kind of selflessness.