Peerless God Lord

Jing clan, Shifang Pavilion.

Located in the northern part of Litian Territory, here is an endless mountain range, vast and vast.

In the center of the mountain range, there is a giant peak reaching the sky, tens of thousands of feet high, reaching into the sky.

There are big trees and lush vegetation on the mountain peaks.

Through the lush vegetation, one can see the exquisite and gorgeous lofts sitting on the mountain peaks, like pieces of beautiful jade, inlaid on the mountain peaks, reflecting the starlight.

The Jing clan is different from the Wu clan. The Wu clan is human, while the Jing clan is a spirit.

The essence of the people of the Jing tribe consists of various flowers, plants, trees, and various spiritual herbs and elixirs. Since their bodies are very different, the appearance of the people of the Jing tribe is also very different.

In the Litian Territory, the Jing tribe only has two forces, namely Shifang Pavilion and Guishenling.

Any one force is enough to defeat all the forces of the Martial Clan in the Heavenly Realm, and the status of the Jing Clan in the Heavenly Soul Origin World is firmly on the head of the Martial Clan.

Uh-huh!

Yong Wuhen took Yong Long and a dozen other powerful men from the Yong family to Shifang Pavilion and landed at the foot of the giant peak that reaches the sky.

Bang bang bang! !

Yong Wuhen and others knelt down directly, leaning forward and lying on the ground.

Their faces showed extremely respectful expressions.

As for Yong Wuhen, he no longer had the noble and arrogant aura he had in Yong's Holy City.

The whole person looked cramped and humble.

Uh-huh!

After a while, a figure descended from the giant peak reaching the sky.

This is a strong man from the Jing clan, tall and thick, with extremely thick green hair all over his body and face.

"What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Yong Wuhen and others, and asked in confusion, his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Sir, please make the decision for us!"

Yong Wuhen said without raising his head.

"Say!" The powerful Jing clan frowned.

"Just now, a weird alien powerhouse led more than a dozen warriors from the Martial Clan and more than 20 elders from the Yuntian Sect to destroy the Yong family!" Yong Wuhen said sadly.

"What did you say?"

The middle-aged strong man from the Jing tribe looked at him in astonishment as if he couldn't believe what Yong Wuhen said.

"The alien's identity is unknown. His cultivation is at the top of the Tao realm and he is extremely powerful. There are more than ten people who are also at the Tao realm." Yong Wuhen said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged Jing clan fell silent upon hearing this.

Alien?

Where did the aliens come from?

However, it seems that Yong Wuhen will not lie to him, let alone lie to him.

"The origin of these people is unknown, but they must be related to Yuntian Sect. Please make the decision!" Yong Wuhen pleaded.

The middle-aged man from the Jing tribe slightly chinned his head and said, "Take me there!"

He was going to go and see for himself. A foreign race at the top of the Tao realm appeared in Litian Territory, and its origin was unknown. This was no small matter.

Besides, there were more than a dozen other Taoist cultivators, and he had to check them out personally.

"Yes, sir!"

Yong Wuhen responded respectfully, and immediately stood up. He first asked his father Yonglong and other clan members to stay in Shifang Pavilion, and then left with the middle-aged powerful Jing clan.

…

Yongshi Holy City, among the dilapidated ruins.

The Demon Ancestor was sitting cross-legged, waiting.

Uh-huh!

The space fluctuated slightly, and Su Mo's figure appeared in front of Demon Ancestor.

"I've met the sect master!"

Demon Ancestor immediately stood up and clasped his fists slightly.

"Well done!" Su Mo gave the other party a look of approval. He already knew everything here.

Because he heard that this tower was not simple, he rushed over immediately.

"Master, my subordinates did not complete their mission satisfactorily, allowing more than a dozen senior members of the Yong family to escape." Demon Ancestor took the initiative to apologize.

"It doesn't matter, it's not a big problem!" Su Mo shook his head slightly and had everything under control.

Immediately, he immediately came to the three-story small tower and looked at the tower carefully.

Divine consciousness cannot invade, and source energy cannot invade. This three-story small tower is really not simple.

However, Su Mo had dozens of methods.

Immediately, he waved his hand, and this space was completely isolated from the outside world.

Thousands of feet in radius, with a three-story tower as the center, it is completely isolated from the world of the Heavenly Soul Source World.

Immediately, this area was dragged down into the depths of time and space by Su Mo.

Using the power of rules, this space was completely controlled by him. With a thought, he and Demon Ancestor entered the three-story small tower.

A three-story tower with three spaces inside.

The first level has a radius of millions of miles.

The second level has a radius of one hundred thousand miles.

The third level has a radius of ten thousand miles.

There are three levels of space, one with more source energy than the other, far superior to the outside world. The space is extremely stable and solid.

The most important thing is that within 30% of the space, there are five to six million warriors, all of whom are members of the Yong family.

Su Mo and Demon Ancestor were walking around the third level of space without knowing it.

"Sect Master, what should I do with these people?" Demon Ancestor asked, these hundreds of thousands of Yong family members are not very high in cultivation.

There are approximately two hundred warriors in the Creation Realm, more than three thousand warriors in the Supreme Realm, and others with even lower cultivation levels.

"Let's see if we can conquer it first!"

Su Mo said in a deep voice that many senior members of the Yong family had been killed by Demon Ancestor and had formed a deadly feud.

But he didn't want to kill too many people from the Wu clan, so he first tried to see if he could subdue them. If he couldn't subdue them, they would only become nourishment.

Oh~~~~!

Su Mo waved his hand, and all the Yong family members within the three-dimensional space appeared on a plain.

Su Mo looked down at the hundreds of thousands of people.

"what happened?"

"what's the situation?"

"What's wrong?"

All the heads of the Yong family were horrified when they found out that they had suddenly arrived here.

Before, something happened in Yong's Holy City. Young Master Yong Wuhen and the family leader took people out. They didn't know what happened.

When everyone was shocked and confused, they soon saw Su Mo and Demon Ancestor high in the sky in front of them.

"Who are you?"

All the Yong family members were shocked, with horrified expressions on their faces, because these two strangers exuded a terrifying aura.

"We are members of the Yuntian Sect. Now that we have unified the Litian Territory martial arts clan, are you willing to submit?" Demon Ancestor asked loudly, the sound was like a thunderstorm, shaking everyone's minds and buzzing.

"What?"

"Unifying the Litian Territory martial arts clan? How is it possible?"

"You broke into the Yuxu Tower of my Yong family without permission. Your crime is unforgivable. Please leave quickly!"

"Submit? What a big joke. Our Yong family is loyal to Shifang Pavilion. What qualifications do you have to ask us to submit?"

"..."

A large number of Yong family warriors spoke one after another, and many even shouted angrily.

"If you don't want to surrender, then you will be killed without mercy!" Demon Ancestor's face turned cold, and he released today's demonic power.

Under the terrifying demonic power, everyone in the Yong family trembled.

However, they are still stubborn.

"We will only surrender to the Jing clan and other advanced races. No one from the martial clan is qualified to surrender to us!" A middle-aged strong man in the Creation Realm shouted angrily, as if he would rather die than surrender.

"We will never give in!"

"If you dare to kill us, the Jing clan will not let you go!"

"Our master and young master will not let you go!"

Countless members of the Yong family shouted angrily, all of them 'iron-clad'.

"hehe!"

Hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help but laugh.

Slavishness is too heavy!

Admiring aliens so much?

Do you look down on your own race?

For people of your own race, you would rather die than surrender, but for foreigners, you can surrender!

What kind of mentality is this?

"This is your own choice. Your servility will disappear!"

Su Mo sighed softly, and immediately cast the forbidden law with a thought.