Chapter 1317: Back Seed Faun

The captives are not convinced?

Then what else is there to say?

"What? We've surrendered, and you're going to kill, you bloodthirsty villain!"

The rebellious captives were extremely frightened, they thought that it would be enough to surrender, and just now they were just tentatively trying to negotiate terms with Monan! Unexpectedly, Monan's attitude was so tough, and the majesty was even more intolerable to be provoked.

All of a sudden, they were all in chaos.

And the cultivators who were standing behind Mo Nan, when they heard this, only trembled slightly, and immediately rushed directly to kill.

kill

The savage and bloody slaughter scene broke out in an instant!

Those captives knew that they couldn't escape, and they immediately resisted, and for a while they were quite tenacious. In the end, it was Jiu Ying who rushed forward with a group of cultivators to suppress it bloodily.

By the end of the massacre, hundreds of thousands of captives had been killed in the entire captive site, and the blood of those gods had soaked the earth like rain. This method of stimulating the eyes is deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

"Tell the Lord of the Six Realms! The Land of Chaos has been captured by us!" Jiang Sheng's face was tired, but he said in a deep voice.

"It's good to divide the people down, clean up the battlefield, and control the Shengyang Takimi! The wounded will be treated first and receive the battle merits! These captives will be guarded and then wait for orders!" Mo Nan's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire chaotic place.

The huge six battle flags seemed to hear his voice, making a hunting sound, emitting a glow in response.

Many cultivators were also a little dazed after the great victory, not knowing what to do, and as soon as they heard Mo Nan's order, they immediately took action.

The most enthusiastic thing is to exchange for war merits!

Because, they have waited for so long, just waiting to exchange for spirit stones.

"Hey, brother, you said it was so chaotic just now! Does the Lord of the Six Realms really know how many enemies we have killed?"

"I can't tell! If his divine sense is strong, he can really figure it out? Let's go and line up and try it! Hmph, but unfortunately, Lao Tzu has been robbed of at least a dozen heads. ”

The groups of injured cultivators had no other tasks, and they all went to line up to redeem them.

And what they were going to be inspected was the strange stone monument of war exploits!

The first one in line was a scarred cultivator with hundreds of heads behind him, and when he walked in front of the stone tablet, the stone tablet just buzzed and shone a divine light and fell on him.

The human head behind the cultivator immediately turned into powder, and at the same time, the wounds on his body were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

On the stele, rows of numbers immediately appeared:

"Killed: 175 people, assisted in killing: 322 people, commendable bravery!

This row of figures appeared, not only the scarred cultivator, but also the long line of cultivators behind them, they were all extremely frightened.

"Wow! so high!"

"So many? Kill one hundred and seventy-five people, there are three hundred and fifty points? This, this is three hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

It seems that this method of calculation has made all cultivators scratch their heads.

At the same time, I didn't expect this battle monument to be so magical!

Mo Nan also glanced at it from a distance, under the illumination of the six battle flags, it could almost cover the entire Taisu Realm, and this kind of small engagement was all within the six realms, of course, it was clear.

"There is no miscalculation! Fight bravely, and you will be rewarded for assisting in battle! Very good"

Mo Nan said and looked at the cultivator again, and said in a deep voice: "With your combat exploits, you can get three hundred and fifty spirit stones, and at the same time, you can go to the captives and select three subordinates!"

"Great!Haha, my level has also increased!Haha, then next time, I will kill more, and one day I will lead 100,000 soldiers and horses!"

No matter who it was, they were all shocked by what he said.

If he had put it before, countless people would have laughed at him, but now, every cultivator was just envious!

Mo Nan's spirit stone veins are also too many, a low-level spirit stone vein is equal to 100 million spirit stones, and the best spirit stone veins are equal to 10 billion spirit stones. No matter how many spirit stones he has, he can afford it!

"Go under those six battle flags to receive spirit stones! As long as you are under my six battle flags, no one will be able to grab your battle exploits, not even the heavenly thunder!"

This speech immediately made these cultivators who had experienced countless years of oppression excited, and even many cultivators had wet eyes. On weekdays, even if they come back from hard work, as soon as they show up, they will be absorbed by the heavenly thunder.

Now, you can finally have it to yourself!

Suddenly, all the cultivators felt less resentment of being forced to fight, and more of a feeling of being respected!

During this period, there were also cultivators who tried to secretly take some more enemy heads on the battlefield, and even some cultivators saw that their teammates had killed many enemies, and they took all the enemy heads obtained by their teammates behind their backs.

This is definitely greedy!

For this kind of thing, Mo Nan's methods were surprisingly cruel, and the group of cultivators who were behind the scenes and killed their comrades-in-arms were divided into corpses in public, and even the souls were burned by the flames, and finally burned alive and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Countless cultivators were pale-faced, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to take the slightest bit of opportunism, let alone do anything that was greedy for merit.

"It's horrible!"

"These brutes, for the sake of their military exploits, even killed their comrades-in-arms, hum, the soul is scattered is cheap for them!"

No matter how you feel about it, it is impossible for the entire army of the Six Realms to dare to do those shady deeds again. They couldn't have imagined that these six battle flags could even distinguish this!

That's it, this ragtag army led by Mo Nan turned out to be a polarized army that has not appeared in the past generations, and at the same time it is forced to coexist with two poles!

At one extreme, all the soldiers were forcibly recruited, and if they did not obey, they would be killed! Almost all the soldiers were resentful and had no sense of belonging!

But at the other extreme, the combat capability of this army is terrifying, and there is no betrayal within them!

This is simply incredible!

"Newspaper"

A middle-aged cultivator quickly ran over, looking very embarrassed, and saluted in front of Mo Nan: "Tell me! I found the location of Shengyang Takimi, but in the Takimi Canyon, there are still strong enemy forces resisting. We've been attacking for more than an hour, and we haven't even broken through the strong enemy's defenses and asked for reinforcements!"

Mo Nan was slightly shocked when he heard this, there is still such a thing? This is all the overall situation has been decided, how can there still be enemies and strong resistance?

"Lead the way!" Monan decided to see for himself.

Led by the soldiers, they soon reached the huge canyon of Shengyang Takimi.

What Mo Nan didn't expect was that the Shengyang Takimi here had grown seven or eight meters tall, and the Takimi rice that grew on it was bigger than corn. The golden light was shining, emitting bursts of glow.

The whole canyon is filled with the smell of ripeness!

Among the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, Mo Nan had naturally seen such a Sacred Yang Taki, and no matter what kind of big power or race it was, their main source was their own cultivation.

Only some casual cultivators will go to those dangerous places to find treasures, and they often take their lives!

Generally, the disciples of the big families have very little experience, and they all practice desperately with the family resources. If every cultivator just drills into the deep mountains and old forests every day, relying on chance to support themselves, I am afraid that the bark will be gone.

It's just that what Mo Nan didn't expect was that the Holy Yang Takimi here actually had an indescribable special divine source! No wonder, so many forces in the Land of Chaos would compete for it every year!

When I arrived in the canyon, I found that there was a huge cave at the end of the canyon, and there was a roaring sound from this cave, and occasionally I saw many cultivators running out of it one after another.

"The Lord of the Six Realms is here!"

"I've seen the Dao Master! You're so good, we really can't do anything about this big guy!"

Mo Nan's divine sense swept into the huge cave, and he immediately found that there were three rather strange big guys inside. They can't tell what race they belong to, or even which of the six realms they belong to!

They looked like human figures, but they were really big and tall, the largest and strongest were twelve or thirteen meters, and even the two smaller ones were seven or eight meters.

Their bodies were like red stones, with the smell of rocks, their faces without noses, their eyes were large, and they had a pair of horns on their heads.

The arms were thicker than an adult's body.

The most surprising thing is that they all carry a huge "stone jar" behind them, which seems to be born with their bodies. It looks extremely difficult, and I don't know what exactly is in the stone jar.

They all hid in the corners, and the cultivators besieging outside kept using their moves, but the kind of moves that seemed to be extremely powerful, just like scratching an itch, they didn't resist, and let the cultivators bombard.

When Mo Nan saw this, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

At this time, Kan Kan, who had given the defense map before, came quickly, seemed to know what Mo Nan was thinking, and immediately said:

"The three of them are all gods! They're called the Dorsal Faun!!"