A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding carefully checked the physical and spiritual conditions of more than 20,000 citizens of the Xianmen, and found that they were only sealed for a long time, not dead, and some citizens had traces of being forcibly extended by external natural treasures.

Some natural treasures of the foundation-building stage that extend life are not too difficult for the master of a world.

In addition, the sealing method of the spirit-transforming stage has slowed down the loss of life, so the citizens are generally in good health.

"You two, it's not bad..."

Jiang Ding said happily.

This is the happiest time since he went on the expedition.

However, this does not mean that it is a write-off.

He is not a masochist who lets the citizens of the Xianmen get beaten up, waits until they are desperate, and then gives them hope, and in turn is grateful to the abuser.

"Heavenly Lord..."

Many cultivators in the small worlds were touched when they saw this scene.

An invincible commander, the invincible Heavenly Lord, showed sincere joy when he saw some Jindan foundation-building people intact.

This made them eager for the identity of "Xianmen Citizen".

Although, this ideal seemed to be a moon in the mirror and a flower in the water.

"Let go of your soul, both of you."

Jiang Ding's smile suddenly withered, and he said lightly.

There was no threat, just casual chat like home, but the hearts of the two Tianjuns of the Small Thousand Worlds were inexplicably cold.

They did not dare to delay this order, and immediately let go of their souls, allowing the external consciousness to enter, and check all the information in it like turning pages of a book.

The heads of the two Tianjuns were slightly painful, and their bodies trembled.

After a few breaths.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

He pondered for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, two sword energies were slashed out, silently tearing the space and cutting the order.

"Not good!"

Tianjun Gu Yan and Tianjun Rouxi were horrified.

They instinctively wanted to use their magic power to resist, but it was useless. They were slashed back dozens of kilometers by two light sword energies, and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, and their breath was weak, and even liver fragments were sprayed out of their mouths.

But the two of them were filled with ecstasy.

"My two Taoist friends,"

"Being indecisive and waiting on both sides is not allowed in the laws of the Immortal Sect."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "Considering that the war situation is critical and it is time to use people, I will give you two a chance to make meritorious service. If you perform well, your past crimes can be written off. If you make more meritorious service, there will be corresponding rewards for military merit."

"So, do you understand?"

"Thank you, Lord Dayi, for your forgiveness!"

The two of them struggled to get up, bowed deeply, and were full of gratitude.

This gratitude came from their strength and even more from their hearts.

If any of their subordinates, a Nascent Soul cultivator, betrayed them, death would be a high probability event, rather than meritorious service or mercy, which would be useless.

Of course, this is when the opponent is strong enough.

If the opponent's strength has always been so strong, their gratitude will always exist and will never deteriorate.

"Go, cooperate with the reception of the Immortal Sect fleet and recruit a new army."

Jiang Ding waved his hand and let the two leave.

Among them, the soul restriction was naturally laid. He would not trust the moral character of the two. The ambiguous experience in the past has proved that this is actually something that does not exist at all.

Finally, Jiang Ding's eyes fell on the remaining seven messengers of the small world.

Their eloquent promises and words of offering countless natural treasures stopped.

Their faces were pale, and they had a premonition of some very cruel results, a bleak and cold future for the race.

"You, go back too."

Jiang Ding would not kill the messenger in front of the battle, and said lightly: "Tell your king to wait for death, or fight, or flee, but I promise that they will all die."

"Heavenly Lord..."

Many messengers looked bitter.

However, the blue-clothed boy in the light waved his hand, and the surrounding space reversed. The messengers of the seven small worlds who ruled the race had a flash in front of their eyes, and when they looked around, it was already a dark and silent starry sky.

The seven people looked at each other and could see each other's dead faces.

Next, these messengers did not say anything, joined their own delegation, and staggered towards their own small world.

...

A few months later.

When the messengers of these seven worlds returned to their own races and bitterly told themselves the results of this trip, several messengers committed suicide in despair without waiting for others to blame them, unwilling to face the terrible ending that followed.

They were going to die in the glorious heyday of their race.

"Coalition!"

"We want to form a coalition!"

A king roared with bloodshot eyes.

"Go find the Shadow Demon Abyss, go find the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, go find the Five Elements Heavenly Sect... We no longer need any conditions, and are willing to become their vassals and their slaves unconditionally!"

"The Demon Sect, is it invincible?"

There were also kings full of murderous intent.

Many kings summoned their armies and united with the kings of the surrounding small worlds with murderous intent, wanting to fight to the death, unwilling to sit and wait for death.

At the same time, there were more kings who left behind a body to confuse their tribesmen and flew silently into the distant starry sky, completely abandoning their glorious ancestral status just to survive.

Clang!

When these kings who chose to flee were a certain distance away from their own world, they all saw a bright flying sword, exuding a heavy atmosphere of chaos, and the endless pressure of destruction fell on their souls.

A silent warning.

Retreat or die?

All the fleeing kings chose to retreat.

They did not have the courage to face this terrifying sword light, and even subconsciously did not dare to speculate on the authenticity of this sword light. They retreated tremblingly, returned to their own tribe, and faced the cold and taunting looks of many tribesmen. look.

These fugitive kings were silent.

…

Ten years later.

The General Staff of the Second Expeditionary Force told Jiang Ding a piece of news.

"Second handsome!"

Lord Shanjian saluted: "The eleven small thousand worlds in the Flame Stone Star Territory have been recovered. Among them, the monks who committed capital crimes and all the monks who directly and indirectly participated in the massacre of citizens have died. This star territory has been completely brought under our control. middle."

"We now have a total of twelve starry sky recruitment army groups, all of which have the strength of mid-stage god transformation or above. The higher the starry sky recruitment army group is, the stronger it is."

"In terms of political work, the Ideological and Moral Education Department under the leadership of Hua Teng Tianjun has achieved great results. At present, the resistance and hostility towards the Immortal Sect in the military has generally dissipated, and has turned into similar emotions of desire and respect."

Part of this miracle is Hanato's excellent talent for political work.

What's more important is profit.

Most of the original ruling races of these small thousand worlds have been wiped out, and many of the current Nascent Soul Golden Core Foundation-building monks of all races were originally from the slave tribe.

Although they are still an affiliated force of the Immortal Sect, with one missing layer, the racial class has actually been greatly improved, not to mention that war and military exploits have brought more benefits to many monks of all races.

With the combination of these conditions, it is not difficult to win the favor of monks from all races.