In Jialan City, on the periphery of the Long Clan's territory, the Jiang, Ying, and Kun clansmen who escaped from their respective territories gathered in Jialan City.

The remnants of the three clans together numbered at least half a million people.

It's not easy for the tiny Jialan City to accommodate so many people.

So most of the people hid underground.

However, when the sentinels planted by the three clans in the distance found that the Immortal Court army was approaching, the three clans of the Jiang clan set off a disaster in Jialan City.

They needed more manpower to speed up the arrangement and maintenance of the formation, so every inch of land in the entire Jialan City had to be used by them.

As a result, the natives of the city will be driven out.

But some people were reluctant to leave, or if they were slow to move, they were violently slaughtered by the three tribesmen, leaving no corpses behind, because they were suspected of occupying the space.

Only half of the decisive mortals managed to escape.

As soon as they walked on their front feet, the entire Jialan City took the city wall as the dividing line, and a series of nine-rank defensive formations were raised.

Someone didn't have time to get out of the city, and happened to be in the place where the formation was rising, and they were vaporized on the spot, or they were cut in half.

At the four gates of the whole city, rivers of blood flowed.

The mortals who escaped outside the city scolded the three Jiang clans in the city.

But these scoldings, the three clans turned a deaf ear.

For immortal cultivators like them, mortals are all ants, as long as they can live, drive away a group of ants, or kill a group of ants, what's the big deal.

"Where is the Immortal Court army?" Kun

Xu was like an ant on a hot pot at the moment, pacing back and forth on the city tower, asking the clansmen around him about the situation of the Immortal Court every minute.

"Patriarch, the Immortal Court army is still

three hundred miles away!" "Three hundred miles? How is it possible! You just told me that it is also three hundred miles!" "

They, they do fly relatively slowly, and the interval between your two questions is too short, and the sentinels who are tracking them have not sent back a new situation..."

The ordinary man walked away.

On the side, Jiang Wuya, the patriarch of the Jiang clan, was quite calm.

"Brother Kun, don't mess with yourself.

Kun Xu sighed.

"It's not that I'm messing around, this is a fatal thing! I finally cultivated to the ninth layer of the god transformation, and I am even expected to refine the void in this life, but I am going to die in the hands of a little Qin Wen, I am not reconciled!" The

patriarch of the Ying clan, Ying Tang, also looked dejected, completely lacking the grandeur and pride of the ancient clan patriarch in the past.

At the beginning, in the Holy Tomb of the Chess Saint, Ying Tang even dared to directly choke the immortal treasure weapon spirit left by the Chess Saint, but now he looks pitiful.

"Two brothers, what do you say this Qin Wen wants, we will give him whatever he wants, do you have to fight him to the death?"

Jiang Wuya snorted coldly.

"What he wants is your life!"

"Why? Do we have any grudge against him? The time when I was kicked out as soon as I entered the Immortal Palace, I couldn't even see his face clearly, so I couldn't have a deep grudge against him."

Jiang Wuya sighed.

"It has something to do with the above. "

Xuanjie?"

"The matter has come to this, let's open the skylight and say something, I will wait for the ten clans to fight, in the final analysis, it is to please the Xuanjie."

Because we all know that it won't be long before everyone in the Xuan Realm will go to the lower realm.

When the time comes, who will have the final say in this world?

Our ancient clan itself is attached to the Xuan Realm, but we are not attached to the same thing.

And when thousands of Xuan Realms choose the Nether Realm, there may also be thousands of bosses in this world.

There can only be one boss.

Therefore, there can only be one Gu clan.

Jiang Wuya said it so openly, Kun Xucai and Ying Tang could only smile awkwardly, noncommittal.

Previously, they did not use this reason to go to war, but used some trivial conflicts and contradictions of the old days as a reason to go to war.

Yingtang is still puzzled.

"Then you mean, Qin Wen is false to attack our ten ancient clans, and it is true to deal with the Xuan Realm?"

"Otherwise, I can't think of any reason we have, and it's worth his fight."

"But the Long Clan and the Ji Clan, didn't they take refuge in him, he didn't kill them all, can we too..."

"To this day, I don't want to please the above or anything, it's good to keep my Jiang family's bloodline, if Qin Wen is really willing to reconcile, what if he returns to the Immortal Court. Obviously

, Ying Tang and Kun Xu Cai also had the same idea at this time.

However, it backfired.

Three days later, the Immortal Court army approached Jialan City without hurry.

The three clans of the Jiang clan all retreated into the city, and the defense ability of the large array of defending the city was maximized, and almost all the clansmen gathered in the city to prepare for a life-and-death battle.

Outside the gates of several cities, the corpses of mortals who had been shocked to death by their large array were still lying, and they had begun to stink.

Qin Wen sat on the huge Shenzhou 8 flying magic weapon, with his four wives, the four protectors, old friends, apprentices, and the apprentice's apprentices and other cronies standing beside him.

With a big hand, millions of immortal soldiers, three thousand earth demons, the Long clan, and the Ji clan all stopped.

Qin Wen's palm drew a circle in the air, and suddenly the forces of the Immortal Court began to disperse and surround it, surrounding Jialan City so that not even a fly could fly in.

Qin Wen got up and said with a faint smile.

"Patriarch Jiang, Patriarch Win, Patriarch Kun, don't come unharmed.

When the three of them heard Qin Wen's tone, they immediately felt that there was hope for negotiation, so they immediately rose into the air and bowed to Qin Wen through the formation.

"The Immortal Lord is here, and it is a long way to go!" Qin

Wen said with a smile.

"The three of you don't have a dragon vein, what are you doing in this small place in Jialan City?"

Jiang Wuya said without humility or arrogance.

"Xiongxiong Immortal Court, Weiwei Immortal Lord, rise with an unstoppable momentum, sweep away the five clans with the power of thunder, subdue the two clans, my Jiang, Win, and Kun three clans are naturally fleeing from the wind, but we also know that we can't escape the ears and eyes of the immortal lord no matter how much we escape, no, you are blocked here.

Qin Wen stood on the bow of the boat, looking down at the three Jiang Wuya in the formation below.

"You don't think that these formations can protect you.

Jiang Wuya smiled bitterly.

"The immortal lord's formation is powerful, I have heard of it for a long time, and I know that it is impossible to block it, but I just want to comfort myself. "

Then the three of you, do you want to think about the five clans, or do you want to learn from the two clans?"

Jiang Wuya didn't open his mouth yet, and Yingtang hurriedly said.

"It must be the Xuelong and Ji clans! We are willing to submit! We are willing to submit!" Qin

asked.

"Okay, yes, but, I want to ask first, which Xuan Realm each of your three clans is back to!

Let's start with the Win Clan.

Patriarch Yingtang, what is the name of the Xuanjie forces behind you?" Don't

say that Qin Wen has to answer any questions, even if he doesn't, Yingtang at this moment will answer truthfully without hesitation.

"Eastern Xuanjie!".

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