After everyone in the Tianlong Sword Sect saw this huge bull-headed monster, their faces showed shock. Even though the silver-horned monster cultivator was dead, the body he left behind could still give these people a huge sense of fear and oppression.
Jiang Tian turned to look at Feng Tianlong, and then slowly walked towards him.
The moment Feng Tianlong was caught by Jiang Tian's gaze, he trembled suddenly, and then he knelt directly on the ground, with his hands in front of him, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground, and he whispered: "Mr. Jiang, I was wrong. Yes, I am guilty. I should not collude with the demon clan, but I have no choice! My strength is too poor. Only by agreeing to the demon clan’s conditions can I advance to become a late-stage cultivator of the Zifu. I know that all this is impossible. No, but I can swear that I will never have the slightest contact with the demon clan in the future. I can make you my master. If you don’t believe it, I can make an oath of heaven. Really, as long as you forgive me. With my life, I can do whatever you want!"
After finishing speaking, Feng Tianlong raised his head and looked at Jiang Tian, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He only hoped that Jiang Tian would spare his life, even if he just became a late-stage cultivator of the Zifu. Jiang Tian's slave was willing to survive in order to survive.
"Spare you? There are tens of millions of people with low cultivation levels in this world. Why are you the only one who would seek refuge with the Monster Clan? If I spare you today, have you ever thought about those monks who were given to the Monster Clan as food by you before? Spare them? If a human traitor like you doesn't die, is there any justice in this world?"
Jiang Tian shook his head gently. He only wished he could kill such a heinous person a few more times, so how could he spare his life?
"Well said, Mr. Jiang, Feng Tianlong must not stay. He can betray us today just to improve his cultivation. If you accept him as your slave, he will betray you in the future!"
"Feng Tianlong has given countless people to the demon clan to eat. I am incompatible with him. I also asked Mr. Jiang to kill him. He must not be allowed to harm others anymore!"
"Master Jiang, you must not be merciful! If you let this guy go, he will bite you back sooner or later!"
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After hearing Jiang Tian's words, the monks of the Tianlong Sword Sect also shouted, begging Jiang Tian to kill Feng Tianlong quickly. Firstly, they wanted to avenge the people who died at Feng Tianlong's hands before. Secondly, as long as Feng Tianlong Once they die, the restrictions on them will naturally dissipate.
After Feng Tianlong heard what these people said, a fierce look appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "Since you won't spare me, then I will fight with you!"
Before he finished speaking, he stood up and rushed towards Jiang Tian. Even if he fought to the death, he would never make Jiang Tian feel better.
Just when he was about to stand up, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth, and then the Dragon Soul Sword turned into a golden light and sank into Feng Tianlong's sea of consciousness.
Feng Tianlong's movements suddenly stopped, and there was a dull look in his eyes. Jiang Tian took one step forward, came to Feng Tianlong's side, and then gently pressed his palm on Feng Tianlong's Tianling Cap.
The palm fell and completely obliterated Feng Tianlong's soul. The look in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
"Dead, Feng Tianlong is dead!"
The monks of the Tianlong Sword Sect screamed in surprise after Feng Tianlong fell to the ground, and then stood up one by one with great difficulty.
Once Feng Tianlong died, the shackles on them would naturally dissipate. From now on, they would no longer be like before, with their lives hanging by a thread and their life and death in the hands of others.
"Mr. Jiang, thank you for saving my life. If you are called upon in the future, we will definitely die without mercy!"
The monks of the Tianlong Sword Sect who had regained their freedom all walked up to Jiang Tian, then saluted him with clasped fists and made a deep promise. Other than that, they really didn't know how to repay Jiang Tian's kindness.
"I saved you all, and I never thought about asking you to repay my kindness. I just hope that you will work hard to practice. In the future, when the demon clan from outside the territory invades, maybe we will have to fight side by side again!" Jiang Tian smiled slightly and waved to these Tianlong Sword Sect monks. No matter what, , it is finally good to be able to save some human race cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, we are all human monks. We are naturally bound to face the demon clan!"
"As long as Mr. Jiang calls you, there will be mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of us. We won't even blink. In short, just follow Mr. Jiang and move forward!"
"Those of us have already died once. If the demon clan from outside the territory really attacks, we will fight with them. In short, if we can kill one more demon clan, we have earned it!"
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The monks standing in front of Jiang Tian raised their arms and shouted, then saluted Jiang Tian with clasped fists again, turned around and left the Blood Fiend Valley.
Jiang Tian watched these people leave, and then walked to Feng Tianlong's side. With a thought, the power of the soul pulled the sword and Najie in Feng Tianlong's hand, and slowly fell into his palm.
Then he raised his finger, and red flames surged out, instantly igniting Feng Tianlong, causing him to be completely destroyed in the burning flames.
After doing all this, Jiang Tian walked up to the huge body of the bull-headed monster. Looking at the pair of horns blooming with silver light, Jiang Tian waved his hand gently, and the horns broke off. Before they landed, Jiang Tian's soul Pulled by the force, he sank into the Najie.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tian collected the softest skin with black scales on the belly of this bull-headed monster. Based on the cultivation and level of this monster, he believed that these skins should be able to refine several pieces of purple-level protective equipment. Body robe.
Finally, Jiang Tian stood in front of the ferocious and huge head of the bull-headed monster, and then pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly swiped towards the center of the bull-headed monster's eyebrows.
Tear!
Only a soft sound was heard, and the brows of the bull-headed monster were easily opened, and then a black light ball the size of a baby's fist slowly floated out of the crack, and finally, pulled by the power of the soul, landed on into Jiang Tian's hand.
Within the black light group, streaks of mist were rippling, and a lifelike iron monster beast was rushing violently in the clouds and mist, as if it wanted to break free and rush out of the light group.
Jiang Tian nodded with satisfaction. With the demon elixir of Zifu's perfect demon cultivator, and using the red heart lotus seeds as the main medicine, supplemented by various elixirs from Qianyuan Mountain, he should be able to refine it without damaging the foundation and improving the quality of the demon. The elixir for the cultivation of everyone in Qianyuan Mountain, even if the cultivation level of everyone in Qianyuan Mountain is only raised by one level, the combat power of Qianyuan Mountain can skyrocket.
After he put away the demon pill, he picked up the necklace that was worn by the silver-horned demon cultivator on his chest. The pendant on this necklace, if you look closely, is the head of an iron demon beast, but he doesn't know it has been used by anyone. After being refined through some method, it became only the size of a baby's fist, and no matter Jiang Tian input the spiritual energy or the power of the soul, the necklace did not react at all. It seemed that only demon cultivators with the blood of the iron monster beast could control it.
