Chu Tian, ​​King Zhi and Wu Wudi just watched the children of the Supreme Heaven come one after another. According to their respective cultivation, qualifications, status in the family and the degree of attention they received, they received varying numbers of half-step Taoist generals, and used secret techniques to refine them into natal soul-submitted puppets.

When the last heavenly general was completely refined, the 30,000 and a half-step heavenly general of the Taoist realm also looked up at the sky and let out a roar of sorrow.

Just like a wolf pack that ate the last bit of food on the cold winter ice field and never had any chance of foraging again, these days they will also fall into a desperate situation - from today on their lives will no longer belong to them!

Every inch of skin, every tendon, every bone, every feather, everything they have belonged to these clans from now on.

Fight for them desperately for them to help them. If these clans are careless and in danger of falling, their natal soul-submitted puppets will immediately become their rebirth containers, and their souls will also become the nourishment for the rebirth of these clans!

"It seems that the old guys of the Supreme Heaven have noticed that something is wrong with the old ghosts behind us." King Hiro sat cross-legged in the narrow cabin and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he said quietly: "Can the Supreme Heavenly Emperor give orders to these noble and powerful generals... lose their freedom!"

Wu Wudi's eyes also shone with an inexplicable light. He said in a low voice: "Yes, according to the classics of our Holy Spirit Heaven, after the collapse of the ancient Wuliang Heaven, the spiritual race relied on the divine nest they created to cultivate countless heavenly soldiers and generals to fight for them, and finally laid the huge territory of the Supreme Heaven and laid the foundation for the Supreme Heaven."

With a sneer, Wu Wudi whispered: "At that time, all the heavenly soldiers and generals were ants, and they were all grass. They were allowed to kill and take away the spirits and let them deal with them at will. The artificial creations of these spirits were worse than slaves."

King Hiro said sarcastically: "It was the Supreme Emperor's strange weapon that emerged, and with great wisdom and great ability, he broke away from the control of the spirit clan... From the tools of the spirit clan, he became the "protector" of the spirit clan... These heavenly soldiers and generals who claim to be the "Heavenly Clan", they have become the same tribes as the Supreme Heaven and the Spirit clan."

Shaking his head, King Zhi sighed: "The noble heavenly clan in the 30,000 and a half-step Hedao realm actually gave up his identity and became a puppet of soul-submitted life... The Supreme Heavenly Emperor has such a great determination... Is the Thirteen Clans also going to fight the Holy Spirit Heaven to the death?"

King Lai and Wu Wudi made Chu Tian understand the situation of the Supreme Heaven in just a few words.

Do these heavenly soldiers and generals call themselves the heavenly clan?

The celestial tribe has changed from a slave of the spiritual tribe to a "protector" of the spiritual tribe?

This is really interesting. God knows how many intrigues and bloody storms there have been.

Chu Tian deeply understood that once the lower-ranking people such as the Supreme Heavenly Emperor came to power, what he feared and annoyed the most were those unbearable pasts. Therefore, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor could directly sacrifice 30,000 and a half-step tribe members of the Hedao Realm... Tsk tsk!

"I've really made up my mind." Chu Tian patted Wu Wudi's shoulder sitting beside him: "Do you know the contact information of the children of all races who are still alive in Cangling Prefecture? Notify them that the rainstorm is coming and I don't want to die. My Qinglian Sanctuary opens the door to welcome them!"

After pondering for a while, Chu Tianyouyou said, "Those who can rely on their own strength and live for thirty years are all people with good strength and good luck. Compared to those unlucky guys who defect to me as soon as the war begins, they are all heroes."

After curling his lips, Chu Tian smiled and said, "Heroes, I respect heroes the most, so I give them 20% off. If they don't want to die and want to enter Qinglian Sanctuary, what they need to pay is 20% off their wealth."

Mr. Mouse squatted above Chu Tian's head, shook his long tail and sighed heavily: "I'm kind and soft-hearted... I'm kind and soft-hearted but not wealth... Brother Tian, ​​you're so soft-hearted, this is wrong..."

Mr. Rat judged Chu Tian’s decision from the perspective of a profiteer, and Wang and Wu Wudi pretended that they had not heard him. What else do you want to stay for 80% of the money?

The heroes of all races who have lived from the beginning of the war to the present must have killed countless monks from Supreme Heaven and Daluo Heaven. You can imagine how much wealth they have accumulated, and how many resources they have carried.

Eighty percent...they carry 80% of their wealth, just as tickets to enter the Qinglian Sanctuary, you said that Chu Tian is kind and ruthless!

"This is another immortal!" King Lai and Wu Wudi looked at Mr. Rat with a mysterious expression.

At first glance, Mr. Rat is a silver-haired mouse spirit, but King Kuang and Wu Wudi were born in the Wu family. They have seen many strange things and creatures since childhood. Mr. Rat always has a very familiar and ancient smell on them.

They have only felt this taste in a few old monsters of the Wu family.

That is the old monster who has lived from the ancient Wuliangtian to the present. It is the founder of the Wu clan and the important weapon of the tribe today!

Suddenly, a few cold lights flashed outside the shadowless flying boat, and several half-step Hedao Realm Heavenly Generals shining with dazzling lights all over their bodies silently emerged less than a hundred feet away from the flying boat.

"Just just now, I thought someone was peeping here... I was so brave, come to die!" A heavenly general who was shining with black light and was covered in cold air suddenly punched the shadowless flying boat.

Chu Tian snorted coldly, and the sun's creation bell flew out, turning into a hundred-foot bell to protect the small flying boat.

The Heavenly General's heavy punch was like a drumstick, which made the Sun Creation Bell loudly, and balls of golden light of fire swept across all directions. Several Heavenly General who sensed the secret method of peeping with King Wu Di rushed to the scene, swaying slightly at the same time. The Sun’s golden light fell on them, burning their skin to make large pieces of blue smoke rise.

"Hmph, the magic weapon of the sky?" The general who took action sneered sneered sarcastically: "It's the magic weapon of the sky, but the world that nurtured it is too weak!"

Chu Tian smiled and suddenly pointed to the Sun Creation Bell. Over the years, he swallowed up countless magical materials and improved his quality, the Sun Creation Bell shocked violently and suddenly made a terrifying roar!

The sound of outsiders' knocking was completely incomparable to the attacks that Chu Tian, ​​the master, took the initiative to make. Circles of bell-shaped golden light were wrapped in thick golden flames, spreading around in circles. Several half-step heavenly generals in the Dao Realm also changed their faces slightly, subconsciously protecting their hands on the face, and the wings behind them also rolled back, protecting their whole body.

The dazzling long feathers were smoked and black, and then burned.

The Sun Creation Bell has a full blow, and although it cannot seriously damage these half-step Taoist generals, they cannot really ignore Chu Tian's attack.

The noise here alarmed Han Haijun and others, and thousands of terrifying auras rushed towards him.
Chapter completed!