Jin Mingtuo shouted loudly towards the sky barrier again. His whole body was surrounded by flames. A strand of cold sweat quietly slid down his forehead and was quickly evaporated into a wisp of water vapor by the high temperature.

He forced a smile and acted calmly.

He was unwilling and dared not let Chu Tian see his anxiety and fear. After dealing with Chu Tian once, he knew that if Chu Tian opened his mouth like a lion, he could really tear off a large piece of bloody flesh from him.

Jin Mingtu's voice penetrated the sky curtain barrier and slowly reached Chu Tian's ears.

Chu Tian smiled when he heard Jin Mingtuo's voice. Just as he was about to reply, Kuang Dao flew to the top of the giant pillar and shouted loudly, "Tianshi, these monsters are the God-Slaying Corps created by the Celestial Clan. They are a group of pure killing tools. The God-Slaying Corps is in charge of the most important and vital areas of the Celestial Clan. If we can wipe out these monsters, the Celestial Clan will definitely suffer heavy losses."

Chu Tian looked at Kuang Dao.

Flames rose from the nine giant pillars, and the War King suddenly roared in a strange tone. He jumped down from the Vulcan Mountain and rushed towards a burly man who was entangled and imprisoned by a nine-headed fire dragon, roaring loudly.

With a swing of the war hammer in his hand, the big man's hideous mask and helmet were knocked off, revealing a rough face of a middle-aged man who looked 70% similar to the War King!

The seven elders of the War God Mountain and the War King's trusted generals Zhan Xiong and Zhan Tu exclaimed at the same time.

"White elephant!"

"It's Brother White Elephant!"

"How could it be him?"

"Ancestor God, why would Brother White Elephant attack us?"

"Elephant! My son, White Elephant!" The War King's body trembled violently. He shouted loudly: "Even through this iron shell, I can still smell your scent. You are my son, White Elephant!"

The war hammer was swung, and the nine-headed flaming dragon wrapped around the white elephant's body was shattered. The white elephant fell heavily to the ground. He roared suddenly, rolled on the spot, picked up the long sword that fell to the ground, and while rolling forward, he stabbed the sword at the War King's lower abdomen.

The War King swung his hammer to block the sword.

The sledgehammer shook violently, and the long sword exploded into countless tiny iron chips with a "crack". White Elephant's eyes flashed with a bloody fierce light. He leaped up with a hissing sound, and punched the War King in the chest with his fists one in front and one behind with an evil wind.

"My son!" The War King dropped his war hammer and moved sideways cleanly to avoid the white elephant's heavy punch. Before he could react, his hands passed through the white elephant's armpits like a snake, twisted the white elephant's body, and with a roar, he lifted the white elephant above his head and then threw it heavily to the ground.

With a loud bang, the armor on the white elephant's body was smashed to pieces, and at least hundreds of bones in his body were broken. He twitched and tried to stand up, but the War King stepped on his chest, making him unable to move.

"My son, White Elephant! Why did he become like this?" The War King looked at White Elephant's bloody eyes. There was no other color in the scarlet eyes, only turbid, ferocious blood light flashing, filled with primitive, wild animal nature.

Chu Tian, ​​Kuang Dao and others flew down from the giant pillar and landed beside the War King.

Everyone looked down at the white elephant, watching him roar in a low voice with a distorted face. Occasionally he opened his mouth, and it could be seen that all his teeth had mutated and turned into extremely sharp teeth like wolf fangs, looking extremely ferocious.

Chu Tian and others surrounded him, which seemed to stimulate Bai Xiang.

He struggled violently, twitching madly, and constantly let out low roars from his throat. Soon a large amount of blood foam spurted out from the corners of his mouth.

He scratched the ground hard with his hands, and soon made two deep trenches in the ground.

Outside the sky curtain barrier, Jinming Tuo and Jinming Xiong led a large group of Jin clan members and quickly approached the south. They did not move until they were less than a hundred feet outside the sky curtain barrier, and then they carefully stopped.

"Master! As long as you release the members of the God-Slaying Legion, I can promise you that in the future, while my Jin family is stationed in the Forsaken Land, we will not launch any attacks on the Forsaken Land!" Jin Mingtuo gritted his teeth and put forward his conditions.

Chu Tian looked up at Jin Mingtuo and the others, grinned, and didn't bother to pay any attention to them.

Chu Jie laughed out loud. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor floating above his head released a gust of dark wind, which swept up his voice and spread far beyond the sky barrier. "Are you trying to do a business with no capital? Damn, so many vicious killers, and you want to take them away with just a few empty words? Is there such a cheap thing in the world?"

Kuang Dao came close to Chu Tian. He looked at the trembling War King and said in a deep voice, "The God-Slaying Legion is a group of powerful warriors captured by the Celestial Clan. They used secret techniques to erase their souls, but retained their fighting instincts and then processed them into flesh puppets."

"They look like living people, but they are actually dead things. In other words, they are the living dead!" Kuang Dao said in a deep voice, "They don't know pain, fatigue, fear, and they will fight to the death."

"Even if their bodies are severely injured, as long as they are soaked in the blood pool to absorb enough blood essence, their injuries can be regenerated infinitely. Even if the most powerful God-Slayer warriors are chopped into dozens of pieces, as long as they are soaked in the blood pool, they can be restored to their original state in a very short time."

Kuang Dao said with a hint of envy: "They are the most terrible butchers, the most perfect warriors on the battlefield... The Celestial Clan takes the life and death of their own family members very seriously, and the God-Slaying Legion is their most powerful force to suppress the four directions."

Jin Mingtuo's voice came from afar again. This time, his voice was a little nervous, and even faintly fearful. "A deal without capital? You lowly creature, do you know what you are talking about? Well, if you think the conditions I offer are inappropriate, just tell me what kind of benefits you want in order to let them go?"

The War King looked down at the frantically struggling white elephant and said solemnly, "You, are actually already a dead thing? My most valued youngest son, the most talented white elephant, the most generous and enthusiastic white elephant, the white elephant most popular among young girls... is already a dead man!"

"Even after you die, you are still used by the evil. You are driven by the evil to raise the butcher knife against your brothers and sisters."

The War King murmured to himself: "You have tainted your bloodline, you have insulted the glory of the ancestral god... Although you are not wrong, you really should not continue to exist."

The War King turned around, nodded to Chu Tian, ​​and said seriously: "Master! Burn them all. Only fire can wash away all their sins and shame."

Chu Tian looked at the War King seriously.

The War King nodded seriously.

Chu Tian looked at everyone around him, including the Fire King.

Everyone nodded to Chu Tian seriously, silently agreeing with King Zhan's proposal.

The War King even grabbed the war hammer, took a last look at the white elephant, swung his strong arm down, and ended the life of the white elephant with one blow himself.

"Your life comes from me, so let me put an end to him with my own hands." The War King muttered to himself: "Your blood will be repaid by those evil demons a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times."