A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The first person in the Beiyuan Demon Dao, the famous first person in the Demon Dao, the six-fingered old demon, and eleven Beiyuan Demon Dao Yuanying Zhenjun, hundreds of thousands of Jindan foundation-building Qi training disciples.

They knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to a young man in green clothes, and performed great courtesy. They called themselves humble people and would go through fire and water for him without hesitation.

So respectful, so humble.

The uniform kowtow and singing like a tsunami, loyal and incomparable.

Han Lin took a deep breath.

He boasted that he was also a person with a firm heart of Taoism. He went from being the son of a herbalist in the Seven Mysterious Sects of Yue Kingdom to today, and he was ranked as a Zhenjun. He always disdained the so-called glory and wealth, the beauty of the country, and the so-called power, and only regarded them as passing clouds.

But at this time, the leader of the Beiyuan Demon Dao, the entire sect, including hundreds of thousands of cultivators including many Zhenjun bowed their heads. Such a formation made him intoxicated and obsessed in an instant, and his heart was turbulent like a tsunami.

Silence.

There was no response, so no Six Paths Sect cultivator dared to speak again, and hundreds of thousands of people were silent.

I don't know how long it took.

"You twelve, let go of your souls."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and said lightly.

He was not infected by this overwhelming power, and did not give birth to the ambition to dominate the world, nor did he show disgust, hatred, or complacency after a great victory.

Many True Lords trembled.

Let go of the soul.

Let go of the soul, let the soul be searched, let the enemy know the most secret things in your heart, let the opponent set a soul restriction for you, and life and death depend on the opponent's thoughts.

Being a slave or a servant is not enough to describe this great shame.

In the world of cultivating immortals,

this is more terrible than defeat!

Many immortals would rather self-destruct than let go of their souls and let the enemy search.

"Tianjun, this..."

Someone hesitated.

Bang!

The person who spoke was called Tianchou Zhenjun, in the late Yuanying realm.

He is the father of Yin Dao, the son of the Six-Fingered Demon, and the son of the Six-Fingered Demon. He holds a very high position in the sect. He often exercises the power of the sect master when the Six-Fingered Demon is in seclusion. He often discusses the mysteries of the Tao with Tianyang Zhenjun, Jianyang Zhenjun and others of the Great Sun Sect, and discusses the overall situation of Beiyuan. He has a great reputation in Beiyuan.

He said three words.

Then,

His head exploded.

A cloud of blood mist scattered, and the headless body fell limp to the ground, twitching for a moment, and could no longer move.

At the neck, a large amount of blood flowed out, and a pool of blood-colored smooth mirror surface soaked a large area of ​​soil.

There was no flying sword, no fluctuation of mana, and no fluctuation of consciousness.

The head of Tianchou Zhenjun, who was in the late stage of Yuanying, suddenly exploded.

The blood mist scattered, naturally.

It was as if it was something that should happen in nature, like a law, and it could not be stopped at all.

All the Yuanying Zhenjuns trembled in unison.

"... Heavenly Lord,"

"I will obey the Heavenly Lord's orders!"

The six-fingered old demon spoke in a hoarse voice, and sent a secret message to his grandson, the Six Paths Saint Yin Dao, whose father had just died.

"I will obey,"

The Six Paths Saint Yin Dao was silent for a moment, "Heavenly Lord's orders."

He released his soul.

Releasing the most important soul among cultivators, allowing others to search their souls, check, and even set up life and death restrictions, allowing others to change their memories, etc.

"I will obey the Heavenly Lord's orders..."

"I will obey..."

The remaining Six Paths Sect True Lords bowed their heads one by one, released their souls, and were extremely respectful and humble.

Jiang Ding had no expression on his face.

His consciousness expanded and poured into the souls and Nascent Souls of all the Six Paths Sect True Lords, checking their past, the spells they practiced, and various things in the Beiyuan family, especially those related to the Golden Cause and Effect Spell.

And so on, no matter how big or small.

With his current divine soul computing power, these are not that difficult things.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

"Tell me my rules."

"Some people will die, some will live."

Jiang Ding retracted his consciousness and said lightly: "You, according to my Tushan Law, are all going to die. There is no doubt that your strength, talent, and gift are not enough to offset the Tushan Law."

"This requires factors above the transformation of the spirit to be possible."

He made a casual instruction, treating the Yuanying like pigs and dogs, and deciding life and death with a single word.

The Yuanying Zhenjun of the Six Paths Sect around him trembled uncontrollably, but no one dared to speak, and no one dared to fight back in anger and fight to the death.

"Now, it's different."

"The demons have invaded. I have strong feelings for the millions of mortals in Beiyuan. I don't want them to suffer more, so we will establish a united front of the human race to resist the demons together until all the cannibal demons are executed and given the punishment they deserve. Only then will the war end."

"That's why I said some people will survive."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "In this united front, Tushan Law is still the most fundamental bottom line and must not be violated."

"In addition, in order to unite many monks, a law will be added. For monks who have made contributions to killing demons, they should be united. If the previous sins are not extremely resented by the gods, they will be temporarily pardoned."

"This temporary period is set at one hundred years. During this period, the sinful monks must kill a certain number of monks of the same level and lower levels."

"Otherwise, after one hundred years, they will be included in the list of those who will never be pardoned."

"So, do you understand?"

When these words came out, some people were ecstatic, while others were pale and trembling like sieves.

Among the trembling crowd was the number one person in the demonic realm, the Six-fingered Old Demon.

"Six-fingered True Lord,"

"The Bloody Sword True Lord,"

"Zhenjun Duyun..."

Jiang Ding casually named the seven Nascent Soul Lords of the Six Paths Sect and said calmly: "I have read the memories of the seven of you. In the past hundred years, there has been no killing of one demon clan demon king or hundreds of demon kings. It has never done anything objectively beneficial to the human race.”

"Therefore, you cannot be forgiven."

"will die."

"I, Tu Shan, have been practicing Taoism all my life and pay attention to my promises. Since I asked you to let go of your soul, I will definitely not take the opportunity to make a secret move, place a soul ban, or take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack. I will just simply check."

"Now……"

Jiang Ding looked at them.

"So, take action and fight for your own lives, because after one breath, I will kill you."

"There might be a chance."

"Maybe I was seriously injured in the fight with Ten Thousand Spiders?"

"Chance?"

The six-fingered old devil looked miserable.

The six surrounding Nascent Soul Lords of the Six Paths Sect also showed despair.

Keng!

Jiang Ding would not wait for anything. He drew his sword very politely and heard a clear and sweet sword cry.

"Tianjun, Tianjun, please spare my life!"

"We can kill the demon clan, that's fine..."

The bodies of the six Nascent Soul Lords were trembling and they begged tremblingly.

"kill!"

The six-fingered old devil made a completely opposite decision to them.

He instantly burned his essence, blood, and mana, turning his body into pieces of ashes without leaving a trace.

All his magic power and essence and blood poured into the six fingers. This was his body, the magic weapon he had spent his whole life refining, his lifelong glory, and even his Taoist name.

At this time, everything was sublimated, forming six chaotic black holes, which contained the secret of golden runes.

"kill!"

"Six Meridians Killing Heaven Finger!"

The six-fingered old demon roared wildly, and the last piece of flesh and blood on his body turned into ashes, showing his determination incomparably.

Six chaotic black holes shrouded the young man in green, eerie and strange, exuding infinite attraction. The power even exceeded the peak of Nascent Soul, faintly breaking through the limit and reaching another realm.

Black light obscures eyes.

"Six-fingered True Lord, you are good."

Jiang Dingdian.

Keng!

The sword was drawn and slashed away.

Retract the scabbard.

The six chaotic black holes froze.

At the same time, under the guidance of the six-fingered old devil, the five Nascent Souls also inspired their courage and used the secret technique of fighting for their lives to release their own magic weapons.

There is also a disheartened, completely hopeless, and motionless True Lord Nascent Soul.

Resistance or not.

Their bodies froze, solidifying together with their own magic weapons.

boom!

The next moment, all the magic weapons shattered, all the spells cracked, and the Nascent Soul Lord and their bodies exploded into a ball of blood, their souls were destroyed, and no bones remained.