Mortals: Tiannan's First Body Cultivator

When the two Tianpeng elders heard this, they stood up in shock and said in a stern voice:
"Damn it! How could the Niehuo gang come to our Tianpeng tribe's territory!"

The charming young woman from the Tianpeng tribe next to her shook her head and said:

"The ships of the Niehuo Gang have already rushed outside the Holy City. It is obvious that they have come with ill intentions!
Last time, the third brother participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Niehuo bandit gang. Although the third brother has died, the Niehuo bandit gang is probably looking for an opportunity to take revenge!

The weak are the ones to be picked on. I'm afraid that our Tianpeng clan has become the weak target of the Feiling clan!

The clan leader has taken the saints to the Earth Abyss to participate in the trial. With the current defense force in the city, if we fight hand-to-hand, I am afraid we will not be able to resist the Niehuo gang. We will immediately ask the Elders for help. I just hope that the Tianpeng restriction can hold out for a little longer!"

The old man heard this and said helplessly;
"Looking at the current situation of the Feiling Clan, the surrounding clans are hoping that we will decline sooner so that they can annex our bloodline. I'm afraid they may not come to rescue us!"

At this moment, there was a loud rumbling sound in the sky above the Holy City, and two elders in the fusion stage immediately rushed out of Wanpeng Pavilion in horror.

However, over the Holy Tianpeng City, thunderclouds were rolling, and three bolts of lightning, about ten feet wide, were pouring down. The power was so powerful that it was close to that of the Mahayana period. The Tianpeng restriction that the Tianpeng clan was so proud of was pierced through in an instant under this eternal thunder!

At the same time, three Evil Fire ships had surrounded the Tianpeng Holy City. With the joint efforts of thousands of Evil Fire Gang monks, three Evil Fire magical powers were released, completely shattering the already broken Tianpeng restriction!

Although the foundation of the formation is still there, it will take at least one or two hours to completely restore the Tianpeng restriction, and one or two hours will determine the life or death of the Tianpeng clan!
The old man from the Tianpeng tribe felt helpless and immediately shouted:

"All Tianpeng cultivators, listen up! Don't panic! All the Void Refining Stage cultivators, lead your tribesmen to defend the Wanpeng Pavilion and the Fengling Tower!

I don’t know who the senior in the thundercloud is, and why he attacked my Tianpeng clan for no reason!
Aren't you afraid of offending the Elders Council of our Feiling Clan? "

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck in front of him, and most of the magnificent Wanpeng Pavilion collapsed in an instant. In the thundercloud, there was a huge beast with three dragon heads, wings on its back, and two tails behind it!

The next moment, the giant beast transformed into a human form, a proud monk dressed in a black and gold robe!
The person was naturally Jiang Chuan. Just now, Jiang Chuan used Lei Ze's true body and the spear of stopping war that he cast secretly to successfully break the Tianpeng restriction. Now he was ready to intimidate the Tianpeng clan!

“I am the Six Paths Supreme Saint, the leader of the Niehuo Gang!
The reason I came here today is naturally to find the Feiling Clan to wash away the shame of my Niehuo Bandit Gang!

Do it! "

At Jiang Chuan's command, thousands of monks from the Niehuo Gang rushed towards the Tianpeng Holy City!
Most of these gang monks are desperate criminals. Although their magical powers may not be as good as those of the elite monks of the Tianpeng clan, when it comes to fighting, they have all rolled out in pools of blood!

On the Tianpeng clan's side, the leaders of each clan in the Nascent Soul stage also led their tribesmen to fight hard to defend their homes.

As for the two elders in the fusion stage, they did not take action, but looked at the "Six Paths Supreme Saint" in the air and the second in command of Niehuo in the building ship.

The two Tianpeng clan elders naturally knew in their hearts that the three fusion-stage cultivators present and the "Six Paths Supreme Saint" in the air whose cultivation level was unknown were the only ones who could truly decide the direction of this war!
Jiang Chuan didn't care about the deaths and injuries of these bandit monks and low-level monks of the Tianpeng clan. In the eyes of high-level monks in the spiritual world, the death of thousands or tens of thousands of monks in the lower realms is just a number, and the death of one hundred thousand or one million is also a number. What the spiritual world lacks the least is low-level monks!
Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Jiang Chuan slowly spoke:
"God is merciful and kind, and I am not one who enjoys killing!
As long as you of the Tianpeng clan are willing to surrender, lay down your arms, hand over all the Tianpeng relics, and join our Niehuo gang, I can spare your lives!

Of course, as a token of your allegiance, you need to join our Niehuo Gang to attack another branch of the Feiling Clan!
How about this, two elders, the time left for you Tianpeng people is short, think carefully! "When the Tianpeng people in the Fusion Stage heard this, they immediately said in a stern voice:
"You gangster! Don't act so arrogantly here!
Even though our Tianpeng tribe is weak now, we will never associate with you bandits!
If you are smart, leave quickly. Otherwise, once our Feiling tribe's reinforcements arrive, it will be difficult for you to leave!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan chuckled. For these two Tianpeng elders who were in the early and middle stages of fusion, killing them or not did not make much difference.

If he could subdue the Tianpeng tribe and make them his "accomplices", it would then be much easier for him to rob other Feiling cultivators.

Moreover, once the Tianpeng tribe attacks and kills other members of the Feiling tribe, there is no going back. If this pattern continues, it will only snowball and get bigger and bigger!

“Don’t be so quick to say no!

I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think about it!"

As time went by, the casualties on both sides became more and more serious, and Jiang Chuan even rubbed out a thunder ball in his hand, which became bigger and bigger as time passed, and gathered more and more energy!

The cultivators of the Tianpeng clan looked at the ball of thunder and knew in their hearts that once the ball of thunder fell, there would be countless casualties on their side!

This kind of psychological pressure is absolutely enormous, especially for the two elders of the Tianpeng clan in the fusion stage. Their decision not only concerns their own life and death, but also the survival of the Tianpeng clan!

Finally, the time was almost up, and Jiang Chuan's voice, like a ghost urging death, sounded:

"Ten, nine, eight..., four, three!"

Finally, the beautiful young woman from the Tianpeng tribe could no longer bear such tremendous pressure, and she said with her hands clasped:
"I am willing to surrender and join the Niehuo Gang!

"The monks of the Tianfeng tribe, stop immediately!"

The Tianfeng tribe monks to whom the beautiful young women belonged immediately hesitated when they saw this, while the Tianpeng tribe's fusion-stage elder said sternly:
"Qin Yue, how dare you betray the Tianpeng tribe and join the bandits!"

However, before he finished his words, the thunder in Jiangchuan's hand had already fallen. Although the thunder in his hand could not kill top cultivators in the fusion stage such as the Golden-headed Skeleton King, it was more than enough to deal with a cultivator in the middle stage of fusion!

The moment the thunder fell, the old man of the Tianpeng tribe was seriously injured. Jiang Chuan flew forward, grabbed the old man by the neck, and said sternly:
"Those who put down their treasures and surrender will be spared!"

Even though there were still many Tianpeng cultivators shouting and cursing, the second in command, Niehuo, was very knowledgeable. He raised his hand and shot out a few beams of fire, killing the several cultivators in the Refinement Void Stage and the Spirit Transformation Stage who had stepped forward!

Seeing this, the other Tianpeng Clan cultivators had no choice but to put down their magic treasures and surrender. After all, no one wanted their thousands of years of practice to be ruined in an instant! (End of this chapter)