A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 949: Establishing a United Front for the Human Race
The number one figure in the Beiyuan Demonic Path, the infamous Six-Fingered Old Demon, as well as eleven Beiyuan Demonic Path Yuanying True Lords and hundreds of thousands of Golden Core Foundation Building and Qi Refining disciples.

They knelt three times and kowtowed nine times before a young man in blue, performing a great ceremony, calling themselves humble men and willing to go through fire and water for him.

So respectful, so humble.

The sound of kowtow and singing was as loud as the sound of a tsunami, and the loyalty was unparalleled.

Han Lin took a deep breath.

He boasted that he was a man of firm faith in Taoism. He had walked from the son of a herbalist in the Qixuan Sect of the Yue Kingdom to today, where he was ranked as a True Lord. He had always been dismissive of so-called wealth, beauty, and power, and regarded them as passing clouds.

But at this time, the leader of the Beiyuan Demon Sect, the entire sect, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators including many True Lords bowed their heads. Such a scene made him intoxicated and obsessed for a moment, and his heart was in turmoil like the sea.

A silence.

There was no response, and therefore no Six Paths Sect cultivator dared to speak again. Hundreds of thousands of people fell into complete silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

"The twelve of you, please release your spirits."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and said lightly.

He was not infected by this overwhelming power and developed no ambition to rule the world, nor did he show disgust, hatred, or complacency after a great victory.

Many True Lords trembled.

Let go of your soul.

Let go of your soul and allow it to be searched, allow the enemy to know the most secret things in your heart, let the enemy set restrictions on your soul, and your life and death will depend on the enemy's thoughts.

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

In the world of immortal cultivation,
This is more terrible than defeat in war!

Many cultivators would rather self-destruct than release their souls and allow themselves to be searched by the enemy.

"Tianjun, this..."

Someone hesitated.

boom!
The person who was speaking was named Tianchou Zhenjun, and he was in the late Nascent Soul stage.

He is the father of Yin Dao, the Holy Son of Six Paths, and the son of Six-Fingered Old Demon. He holds a very high status in the sect and often exercises the power of the sect leader when the Six-Fingered Old Demon is in seclusion. From time to time, he discusses metaphysical theories with Tianyang Zhenjun, Jianyang Zhenjun and others of the Great Sun Sect, and discusses the overall situation in Beiyuan. He has a great reputation in Beiyuan.

He uttered three words.

then,

His head exploded.

A cloud of blood mist scattered, and the headless corpse fell limply to the ground, twitching for a moment, and could no longer move at all.

A large amount of blood flowed from the neck, forming a pool of blood as smooth as a mirror, soaking a large area of ​​mud.

There are no flying swords, no fluctuations in mana, and no fluctuations in spiritual consciousness.

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

The blood mist dispersed naturally.

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

All the Yuanying Zhenjuns trembled at the same time.

"...Tianjun,"

"I will obey the order of the Lord of Heaven!"

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

"I will follow your instructions."

Yin Dao, the Saint of the Six Paths, was silent for a moment, "The Lord of Heaven's command."

He let go of his soul.

They let go of the most important soul of a cultivator, allowing others to search their souls, examine them, and even set up life and death restrictions on them, allowing others to change their memories, etc.

"I will obey the order of the Lord..."

"I will obey..."

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

Jiang Ding's face was expressionless.

His spiritual consciousness expanded and poured into the souls and Nascent Souls of all the True Lords of the Six Paths Sect, checking their pasts, the spells they practiced, and various matters within the Beiyuan family, especially those related to the gold cause and effect spell.

And so on, no matter how big or small.

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

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

"Tell me my rules."

"Some will die, and some will live."

Jiang Ding withdrew his consciousness and said calmly: "According to my Tushan Law, you all should have died. There is no doubt about it. Your strength, talent, and gifts are not enough to offset Tushan Law."

"This requires factors above the level of Divine Transformation to be possible."

He made casual instructions, treating Yuanying as pigs and dogs, and deciding life and death with a single word. The Yuanying Zhenjuns of the Six Paths Sect around him trembled uncontrollably, but no one dared to speak, let alone 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 and do not want them to suffer any more. Therefore, we will establish a united front of the human race to resist the demons together. The war will not end until all the man-eating demons are executed and given the punishment they deserve."

"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 the many monks, a law will be added. For monks who have made contributions in killing monsters, they should be united. Their previous sins, unless they have caused extreme resentment from heaven and people, will be temporarily pardoned."

"This is temporarily set at 100 years. During this period, the sinful monks must kill a certain number of monks of the same level and lower levels."

"Otherwise, in a hundred years, you will be included in the list of those who will never be pardoned."

"So, do you understand?"

When these words were spoken, some people were ecstatic, while others turned pale and trembled like sieves.

Among the trembling crowd was the number one demon, the Six-Fingered Demon.

"Six-Finger True Lord,"

"Blood Knife Master,"

"True Lord Poison Cloud..."

Jiang Ding casually mentioned the names of the seven Yuanying Zhenjuns of the Six Paths Sect and said calmly: "I have read the memories of the seven of you. In the past hundred years, none of you have killed a demon monarch of the demon race, or a hundred demon kings, and you have never done anything major that is objectively beneficial to the human race."

“Therefore, you cannot be absolved.”

"will die."

"I, Tushan, have practiced Taoism all my life and I value my promises. Since I have allowed you to release your souls, I will definitely not take advantage of the opportunity to attack you secretly, restrict your souls, or take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. I am just checking."

"Now……"

Jiang Ding looked at them.

"So, go ahead and fight for your lives, because in a breath, I will kill you."

“There might be a chance.”

"Maybe I was seriously injured in the fight with the spiders?"

"Chance?"

The six-fingered old demon had a grim expression on his face.

The six Yuanying True Lords of the Six Paths Sect around him also showed expressions of despair.

Keng!
Jiang Ding didn't wait for anything. He drew his sword very politely, and a clear and pleasant sword sound was heard.

"Lord of Heaven, Lord of Heaven, spare my life!"

"We can kill the demons, that's fine..."

The six Yuanying Zhenjuns were shaking and pleading in a trembling voice.

"kill!"

The six-fingered demon made a decision that was completely opposite to theirs.

He instantly burned his blood and magic power, turning his body into ashes, leaving no trace.

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

At this moment, everything was sublimated, forming six chaotic black holes, with faint secrets of golden runes.

"kill!"

"Six Meridians Heaven-Slaying Finger!"

The six-fingered old demon roared wildly, and the last piece of flesh and blood in his body turned to ashes, with great determination.

Six chaotic black holes enveloped the young man in blue, eerie and strange, emitting infinite attraction. Their power even exceeded that of the peak Nascent Soul stage, faintly breaking through the limit and reaching another realm.

Black light obscures the eyes.

"Six-Finger Master, you are good."

Jiang Dingdian.

Keng!
He drew his sword and slashed out.

Put the sword back into the scabbard.

The six chaotic black holes froze.

At the same time, under the leadership of the six-fingered old demon, the five Nascent Souls also mustered up their courage and used their life-threatening secret techniques to defeat their magic weapons.

There was also a Yuanying Zhenjun who was disheartened, completely desperate, and motionless.

Whether you resist or not.

Their bodies all froze, along with their own life-saving magic weapons.

boom!
The next moment, all the magic weapons were shattered, all the spells broke, Yuanying Zhenjun and their bodies exploded into a ball of blood, their souls were destroyed, and no body was left.

(End of this chapter)