Chapter 1161 Descendants of Yan and Huang Will Never Be Slaves

"Oh my god, almost the strongest orthodoxy in the Western Earth world is here! This time, Maolin City must be bulldozed!"

Seeing this, Prince Jihan's face changed drastically. He looked at his father Xuan Bing and hesitated to speak.

Even if Ming Ruyi and the twelve most powerful elders were here, they would not be able to withstand this attack and would be wiped out in seconds.

What's more, Jiang Tian has not swallowed the golden elixir he obtained. His cultivation level has always been in the middle stage of foundation building. Now, he is completely unable to support himself!

Ji Hanxin said that the army passed through Tianlang Kingdom and Yunlan Kingdom, but no army reported here. The two kings clearly surrendered!

So what are we waiting for? A military defeat is like a mountain falling, and you cannot hold it back. A gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall!

"With so many golden elixirs, the Immortality Sect will be completely destroyed this time!"

The fallen plum blossom fairy's beauty has faded.

If she were to challenge the weakest one among them, he would not be able to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Even if Jiang Tian once killed Ming Ruyi, who was said to have the fighting power of a child, he might not be their opponent!

Although Ming Ruyi was powerful, the bloody body-changing mystical skill absorbed other people's essence and blood and devoured their souls, so it was impure.

In a real fight, she may not be Fenghuo Liancheng's opponent, not to mention that this is not just Fenghuo Liancheng.

Therefore, even if Jiang Tian defeated Ming Ruyi, he was not sure that he would be able to break today's crisis!

"Don't kill us! We were just forced to come to the ceremony!"

Luo Qi was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was trembling. She kowtowed to the ground as if pounding garlic.

As soon as she knelt down, many powerful men in Maolin City knelt down and immediately turned their sides and surrendered to the demon-suppressing army.

Mou Bilian walked to Fan Xiuzhu and said something quickly, but Fan Xiuzhu glared at her and shook his head firmly.

"A gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!"

Faced with this situation, the white-bearded Supreme Elder was helpless and sighed:

"What the Buddha covets is the vast world in the north! If Jiang Taichu killed the leader of the Changsheng Cult, Ming Ruyi, and left calmly, there would be no disaster like today's annihilation! However, the Buddha wants to get rid of him, but this is The future ruler of the world!"

And many people of the Yanhuang tribe who were used to suppress them were even more worried, as if they were mourning their heirs.

They thought they were saved, they thought they were blessed, they thought they could straighten their backs and live a straight life.

But now, it has become a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

If Jiang Tian does not surrender, the powerful forces will kill the Yanhuang people until Jiang Tian surrenders!

At this time, the auras of golden elixir masters poured down like torrential rivers, shocking dozens of kilometers in a radius, and firmly enveloped the entire Maolin City.

Many Yanhuang people were crushed to the ground. If Mou Bohu had not activated the city defense formation, hundreds of thousands of people might have died.

Prince Mo Yang sipped his tea and gloated. Faced with a life and death decision, Jiang Taichu, will you fight or flee?

Fight, there is only one death!

Escape, can you escape?

"Jiang Taichu, Jiang Taichu, if you don't follow the old man's advice, you will suffer the consequences. If you leave early, everything will be fine. It's a troublesome thing for you to ascend to the grand ceremony. Now you feel good. Surrounded by so many strong men, you and I will both die." ah……"

Li Wuji sighed, beat his chest and stamped his feet, wanting to cry but without tears.

He glanced at the Yanhuang tribesmen who were pressed to the ground, with a ferocious expression on his face, and sent a message to Jiang Tian's divine consciousness:

"It's not us. They have been killed long ago as Huang Gu. We have helped them a lot, and we have done our best. They are completely a burden. Let's leave them alone now. Break out of the siege, fly back to the Immortality Sect, and start the teleportation Formation, return to the earth world! Fellow Taoist Taichu, you are a peerless leader, wise and wise, and you must agree with me, right?"

"Human life is greater than heaven!"

Jiang Tian shook his head gently, his eyes focused, and said: "You and I, cultivators, can't even protect our own people, so why are we cultivating? The strong fight to protect the weak! The blood of the strong should be for the weak. And flow!”

"you're so dumb!"

Li Wuji's face was full of fear, and he was so anxious that he almost jumped up:

"These Yanhuang people are said to have the same roots as us, but I'm afraid they are from the same era as the Shanding Cave people. I don't know what happened tens of thousands of years ago. After so long, their blood has long been different from ours. No matter what they do! "

At this moment.

Among them, a man from the Yanhuang tribe stood up and roared loudly: "People from the Yanhuang tribe will never be slaves!"

He is a warrior, equivalent to one or two levels of Qi training. In this world, he is completely weak.

But Jian was not afraid of death, holding a kitchen knife and killing towards the sky.

Snapped!

Wang Xiancao looked contemptuously and flicked his fingers.

A qi sword about a hundred meters long erupted, dazzling and extremely sharp. If it was struck, the man would only die.

"Wang Xiancao, enough is enough for you, you actually dare to kill people in front of me!"

Jiang Tian shouted low, and a Geng-gold sword light flashed out, shattering the sword energy of Wang Xiancao.

"Jiang Taichu, you really care about them."

Seeing that the Qi sword was cut through, Wang Xiancao was shocked. This man's Gengjin Qi was so strong and sharp that it was on par with his own sword Qi.

However, there was a ferocious smile on his face, and he snorted:

"Then, just surrender. You are very capable. You can escape, but can you save them all?"

"Master Taichu, fight out. Don't worry about us!"

An old man stood up with a calm expression.

Jiang Tian recognized this person.

He was one of the Yanhuang escapees that Jiang Tian and the others rescued when they passed by the Tianlang Kingdom when they set out for the Changsheng Sect.

"Damn old man, you are not afraid of death! How dare you stand up, how dare you not kneel down!"

Wang Xiancao was extremely angry, stared at the old man and shouted coldly.

"Afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? We were once very afraid of you and in awe of you, but you still kill us!"

The old man was hunched over, but his momentum was not weak at all. He chuckled and said:

"We originally had a country with a population of tens of millions, but you killed us and we only have a few tens of thousands left!"

"Kneel down? What do you have that deserves our kneeling down?"

"We, the Yanhuang people, have gold at our knees. We kneel to the sky, our parents, our ancestors, but we don't kneel to you barbarians! Because you are not worthy of kneeling!"

"I have lived enough. In other words, without the help of the Supreme Leader, I would have died a long time ago! Today, if you dare to threaten the Supreme Leader, I will fight with you even if I give up my old bones!"

"Don't you know that I am known as the Sword Saint? Killing you is like killing a chicken!" Wang Xiancao was ruthless and flicked his fingers again.

laugh!

This air sword passed by the old man's ear and cut the bronze statue of Jiang Tian behind him into two pieces!

When everyone saw this, they were all frightened. He was truly a swordsman. His sword energy was so strong that he could probably cut off a mountain!

"Aren't you still going to kneel down and surrender?"

Wang Xiancao's eyes were contemptuous and he said calmly: "If you no longer surrender, everyone will die!"

"If you don't surrender, your fate will be the same as that of this bronze statue. Are your heads stronger than the bronze statue?"

Wang Xiancao threatened.

The crowd fell silent for a while.

The huge Maolin City was completely silent.

Many Yanhuang people showed deep fear on their faces, and some children were trembling with fear, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Master Taichu, let's fight out together with you. Don't kneel to them, don't surrender, they are nothing!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman stood up, with red eyes and tears, but her frail waist was straight and her eyes were fearless.

This woman was also rescued by Jiang Tian and others.

Her son, still a baby, was beaten to death by monks from the Changhe Sect.

"Let the True Immortal Taichu kneel down and surrender to you, or else, kill us? You are dreaming!"

Immediately afterwards, a young man from the Yanhuang tribe stood up and shouted angrily: "If you want to kill the True Immortal Taichu, just step over our corpses!"

"We descendants of Yan and Huang will never be slaves!"

"Taichu True Immortal, let's go to war with them!"

Boom boom boom!

One after another, the Yanhuang people stood up, and in an instant, a total of 300,000 Yanhuang people roared towards the sky!

Everyone is full of fighting spirit, fearless of death, everyone's blood is stirring, and their voice is like thunder!

A stream of hot blood flowed and stirred in Maolin City, and an indomitable fighting spirit soared into the sky, shocking people's hearts.

The Yanhuang people are very weak in this world, and their fate is unfortunate and miserable.

They were regarded as yellow valleys, as ants and untouchables, plundered and massacred, displaced and suffered heavy casualties.

Everyone bears a blood feud!

In the past, they were afraid of these god-like existences, but today, for Jiang Tian, ​​they would not hesitate to die!

Jiang Tian is their savior and their hope!

They didn't want Jiang Tian to surrender and bow to this group of hypocritical and cruel Western strongmen in order to save their lives!

…

At this time, warships, cloud towers, and magic weapons were fully activated, and they began to attack the defensive formation of Maolin City.

The Qi-training monks formed an army of monks one after another, pouring down like a torrent. Under the command of the golden elixir and foundation-building experts, they formed square formations and surrounded the entire Maolin City, facing the defense method. Continuous bombardment!

These qi-training monks are nothing if taken alone, but if they join hands with hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands, even the powerful golden elixir cannot resist them.

Boom!

The sky filled with brilliance, the void trembled, and a military formation, an army of 100,000 monks from the Zoroastrian Cult, all launched a red lotus fire blast.

The defensive light shield rippled like water, concaving a huge vortex with a radius of one kilometer inward, almost cracking.

This array was drawn by Jiang Tian, ​​the materials for the array were provided by the Changsheng Sect, and countless spiritual stones were spent on it. Under the auspices of Mou Bohu, this array was urgently arranged. It is called the Golden Bell Qingtian Array. If it is fully activated, it can withstand several attacks from the powerful Jie Ying. .

But millions of monks came in formation, thundering from the sky, fire from the earth, Buddha's light, and demonic energy all coming out. Every blow gathered the endless power of a hundred thousand monks, which was comparable to a strike of the golden elixir.

Breaking through the magic circle is only a matter of time.

However, Wang Xiancao and many other powerful golden elixirs had already come in in advance and besieged Jiang Tian. The war was about to break out.

At this time, countless eyes were focused on Jiang Tian, ​​waiting for his decision.

Mou Bohu and Mou Hongdie are full of worries, Fairy Luomei is nervous, Taishang Elder Baibeard is full of regrets, Prince Moyang’s eyes are sarcastic, Prince Muyang is secretly laughing, Li Wuji is trembling all over and just wants to turn around and run away, Xuan Bing and Ji Han They were all hesitant, but Tang Linglong's eyes were full of fighting spirit and murderous intent.

However, Wang Xiancao, Fenghuo Liancheng and others looked down at Jiang Tian like ants, smiling proudly, knowing that they were sure of victory.