Chu Tian raised his right hand, and his five fingers deftly formed a strange seal shaped like a fire lotus.
Nine huge totem poles burned fiercely, the crimson flames turned into blue, and millions of small nine-headed fire dragons on the ground also turned bluish-white. The temperature of their body surfaces suddenly soared several times, and the armor on the soldiers of the God-Slaying Legion began to melt!
A pungent smell of burning began to spread in the air. The warriors of the God-Slaying Legion struggled desperately, panting like wild beasts.
The nine-headed fire dragons compressed their bodies one after another, and their long tails kept tightening.
Chu Jie laughed loudly. On the map of Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to Their Ancestors, gusts of cold wind rushed out, carrying his voice to the hilltops thousands of miles to the north: "Hahaha, old ghost of the Jin family, it's not that easy to take advantage of something out of thin air, not that easy!"
Cold sweat continued to ooze out of the foreheads of Jinming Tuo and Jinming Xiong.
The cold sweat on Jinming Camel's body quickly turned into wisps of steam and evaporated, while the cold sweat on Jinming Bear's body quickly became turbid and heavy, turning into tiny balls of mud that slid down.
Jinmingtuo took a big step forward, and he almost broke into the sky barrier. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and just as his body touched the gray sky barrier, he suddenly stopped and retreated dozens of steps.
He shouted sternly: "Tianshi, let's discuss it! Whatever conditions you have, just make them! Even if I, Jinmingtu, lose all my wealth..."
Jin Mingtuo's face turned livid, and he looked like he was ready to be bullied.
Jin Mingxiong roared angrily, and stomped his foot like an iron block. The ground shook violently, and the mountains within a hundred miles collapsed and cracked one after another, and countless rocks exploded into the sky.
"And me!" Jin Mingxiong exhaled heavily, and gnashed his teeth and said angrily: "I can give you all my savings of ten thousand years!"
Young Master Kuang Dao yelled at the top of his lungs, "We can't agree to their request! If we kill these monsters from the God-Slaying Legion, the Jin family will be in big trouble. They will be in big trouble! They will definitely be in big trouble!"
Jin Mingtuo and Jin Mingxiong shouted at him harshly. Jin Mingtuo kept proposing to Chu Tian one favorable condition after another that made people's heart beat fast. He even promised to Chu Jie the dozens of Jin clan girls standing behind him as bargaining chips. He promised Chu Tian that only if Chu Tian released those soldiers of the God-Slaying Legion, he could let these direct Jin clan girls become Chu Jie's slaves and servants!
Jin Mingxiong pointed at Kuang Dao Shaojun and shouted at him. He kept swearing that he would tear Kuang Dao's neck off with his own hands and turn his head into a toilet.
He even swore to Kuang Dao in front of heaven and earth that he would personally participate in the siege of the Shrine, smash all the inferior creatures in the Shrine into meat paste, mix it evenly with spices, and then feed it to the dogs!
The King of War, the King of Fire, and the top leaders of War God Mountain and Fire God Mountain all looked at Chu Tian and nodded solemnly!
These warriors of the God-Slaying Legion were once the most outstanding young men in the major forces of the God-blessed Land. After falling into the hands of the Celestial Tribe, they were treated as rare materials and refined into humanoid war machines by the Celestial Tribe using evil secret techniques!
The glory of the ancestral god no longer protects them!
Their souls have been annihilated, leaving only the walking corpse bodies!
What value does such a living dead body have?
The War King laughed bitterly: "Kill them! They are all good men from different tribes. Let them come clean and leave cleanly. Don't let them suffer humiliation after death. Don't let them serve as tools of the enemy after death and die without peace!"
After a few miserable laughs, King Zhan knelt down facing west.
Facing the direction where the sun was setting, the War King knelt on the ground and sang a desolate and ancient ballad.
This is the "Requiem", which comforts the souls of the dead soldiers and prays that they can follow the sun's trajectory across the sky and return to the embrace of the gods!
In the oldest legends of the Blessed Land, the sun is also a great and honorable god. He rises from the east, the source of life, spends a whole day, and finally returns to the place where all things wither to rest.
That place where all things wither is not only the cemetery where the gods rest, but also the final destination of the descendants of the gods after death!
There, the warriors' souls will sleep beside the souls of the gods, eternally and peacefully, enjoying the longest tranquility and glory. The glory of the gods will always accompany them, without worries, without fear, only the ultimate perfection and joy!
Therefore, in the minds of all tribes in the blessed land, the West is the holy land where the ancestral gods and ancestors sleep!
The War King knelt on the ground facing west and sang a requiem to comfort the souls of the fallen soldiers. Tears streamed down his face and his voice was desolate and distant.
The Fire King also knelt down, as did a group of elders. Countless high-ranking officials and warriors from the God of War Mountain and the God of Fire Mountain knelt on the ground, singing songs towards the west that had been passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.
Chu Jie suddenly shuddered and muttered in a low voice, "Oh my dear father, why are all the hairs on your body standing up?"
Chu Tian looked at these people in awe.
They have lost too much. They no longer have the glory that their ancestors once had. Only a few insignificant sparks of their extremely brilliant civilization remain in them, and the fire of their civilization may be extinguished at any time!
But any great ethnic group always has a spirit hidden deep in their blood!
No matter how the wind blows or the waves hit you, no matter how the knife or the axe chops you.
Sometimes, a knife or an axe can cut off your neck, but it cannot break your spine!
Sometimes, fire can burn your body but it can't burn your spirit!
With their backbone intact and their spirit indestructible, this ethnic group is invincible. Even if they decline for a long time, as long as there is an opportunity, they will be able to flourish again, rise again between heaven and earth, and stand at the pinnacle of heaven and earth again!
"My ancestors were not bad either! I don't envy you!" Chu Tian looked at these descendants of gods immersed in the sacred and solemn atmosphere, smiled slightly, and then snapped his fingers suddenly.
Millions of nine-headed fire dragons exploded with a bang, transforming into balls of blazing flaming lotuses that enveloped the warriors of the God-Slaying Legion.
The armor melted, the flesh turned into smoke, and then the bones were burned to ashes.
The Jinming Camel and Jinming Bear roared in disbelief. The Jinming Camel roared at the top of his lungs in a tone of humiliation as if he had been deeply deceived: "Tianshi...you said you need to have a good talk with us!"
Chu Tian smiled at Jin Mingtuo, spread his hands, and said gently: "Yes, at the beginning, I wanted to blackmail you. But think about it, why should I waste time talking to you?"
"Since you are the enemy, I will use any means to defeat you!"
"Destroy your body and torture your soul! Make you restless and unable to sleep or eat!"
Chu Tian smiled and looked at Jin Mingtuo. He had a lot to say but didn't say anything.
He was very curious - after the million-strong God-Slaying Legion's warriors were purified by the flames, what would happen to the Jin family?