Chu Tian raised his right hand, and his five fingers deftly curved into a strange seal shaped like a fire lotus.

Nine huge totem poles burst into flames, the crimson flames turned cyan, and the millions of small nine-headed flame dragons on the ground also turned blue and white, the temperature on their bodies suddenly soared several times, and the armor on the warriors of the God Slayer began to melt!

A pungent smell of burnt flesh began to spread through the air, and the warriors of the God Slayer Legion struggled as hard as they could, letting out the gasps of wild beasts.

The nine-headed flame dragons compressed their bodies one after another, and their slender tails continued to wrap tight.

Chu Jie laughed 'haha', and on the map of the Ten Thousand Ghosts, a yin wind rushed out, transmitting his voice to the mountains thousands of miles to the north: "Hahaha, the old ghost of the Jin family, if you want to take advantage out of thin air, it's not so easy, it's not so easy!"

A large area of cold sweat continued to ooze from the foreheads of Jin Ming Camel and Jin Ming Bear.

The cold sweat on Jin Ming's body quickly turned into wisps of steam and evaporated, while the cold sweat on Jin Mingxiong's body quickly became muddy and heavy, turning into tiny mud balls that 'slid down'.

Jin Mingluo took a big step forward, and he almost broke into the Heavenly Canopy Barrier. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and as soon as his body touched the gray Sky Canopy Barrier, he suddenly stopped his body and took dozens of steps backwards.

He shouted loudly: "Heavenly Master, let's discuss! What conditions do you have, just mention them! Even if my Jin Ming Camel is bankrupt, ......

Jin Minghuo's face was pale, and he put on a posture of mermaid meat.

Jin Mingxiong roared angrily, like an iron pier, he stomped his feet fiercely, the ground trembled violently, and the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed and cracked, and countless mountains and rocks exploded into the sky.

"Also, me!" Jin Mingxiong exhaled heavily, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The old man's ten thousand years of savings can be given to you!"

The Crazy Sword Shaojun shouted at the top of his throat: "I can't promise them! Kill these monsters of the God Slaying Legion, the Jin clan will be in big trouble, there will be big trouble! They will definitely be in big trouble!"

Jin Mingtuo and Jin Mingxiong scolded fiercely, Jin Mingtuo kept putting forward one after another generous conditions to Chu Tian, and even he promised Chu Jie dozens of Jin clan girls standing behind him as bargaining chips - he promised Chu Tian that only if Chu Tian put back those soldiers of the God Killing Legion, he could let these descendants of the Jin clan women be Chu Jie's servants and subordinates!

Jin Mingxiong pointed at the Crazy Knife Shaojun and scolded, he kept swearing that he would tear off the neck of the Crazy Knife with his own hands and make his head into a defecation vessel.

He even swore to the mad knife that he would personally participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Divine Palace, mash all the lowly species of the Divine Palace into meat puree, stir it evenly with spices and feed it to the dogs!

The War King, the Fire King, and the high-level leaders of the War God Mountain and the Fire God Mountain all looked at Chu Tian and nodded solemnly!

These warriors of the God-Slaying Legion were once the best young men among the major forces in the Divine Blessed Land. After falling into the hands of the Celestials, they were treated as rare materials, and they were refined into humanoid war machines by the Celestials with their evil secret arts!

The brilliance of the ancestral gods no longer shelters them!

Their souls have been annihilated, and only the bodies of the walking dead remain!

What is the value of such a living dead body?

The king of war laughed miserably: "Kill them! They are all good sons of all tribes, let them come cleanly and leave cleanly." Don't let them all suffer humiliation after death, and don't let them be used as tools of the enemy after death, and they will not be able to live in peace!"

After a few laughs, the war king knelt down to the west.

In the direction of the setting sun, the War King fell to his knees and sang a desolate old ballad.

This is the Requiem Battle Song, to appease the souls of the dead warriors and pray that they will follow the path of the sun in the sky and return to the arms of the gods!

In the oldest legends of the Land of the Gods, the Sun is also a great and honorable deity who rises from the east, the source of life, and exhausts a day before returning to the withered land to rest.

The place where all things wither is the burial ground where the gods sleep, and it is also the final destination of the descendants of the gods after they die!

There, the souls of the warriors will sleep beside the spirits of the gods, eternal and peaceful, enjoying the longest period of tranquility and glory. The splendor of the gods will always be with them, without worry, without fear, only with ultimate consummation and joy!

Therefore, the West is the holy place where the ancestral gods and ancestors sleep in the hearts of all the tribes!

The Warlord fell to his knees facing the west and sang a requiem to soothe the souls of the soldiers who had died in battle. Tears flowed down his face, and his voice was desolate and distant.

The Fire King also knelt down, a group of elders knelt down, and countless high-ranking people and warriors of the God of War Mountain and the Fire God Mountain fell to their knees, singing the songs that had been passed down by the ancestors for generations to the west.

Chu Jie suddenly shivered, and he muttered in a low voice, "Good my father, why are the hairs standing on end all over your body?"

Chu Tian looked at these people in awe.

They have lost too much, they no longer have the glory of their ancestors, the incomparably brilliant civilization is only a few insignificant sparks left in them, and the fire of their civilization may be extinguished at any time!

But any great race, they always have a spirit hidden in the depths of their blood!

Let the wind blow and the waves blow, let your sword and axe chop.

Sometimes, a knife and axe can cut your neck, but it can't chop your backbone!

Sometimes, flames can burn your body, but they can't burn your spirit!

The backbone is continuous, the spirit is immortal, this race is unconquerable, even if he sinks for a long time, but as long as there is an opportunity, they can flourish again, rise again between heaven and earth, and stand at the peak of heaven and earth again!

"My ancestors are not bad, I don't envy you!" Chu Tian looked at these descendants of the gods who were immersed in a sacred and solemn atmosphere, smiled slightly, and then snapped his fingers.

Millions of nine-headed flame dragons exploded with a 'boom', turning into clusters of fiery flame lotus flowers that enveloped the warriors of the God Slaying Legion.

The armor melted, the flesh turned to smoke, and the bones were burned to ashes.

Jin Mingluo and Jin Mingxiong let out a terrible, unbelievable roar, and Jin Mingluo roared hoarsely in a deeply deceived and humiliating tone: "Heavenly Master...... You say, you want to have a good talk with us!"

Chu Tian looked at Jin Mingluo with a smile, he spread his hands and said gently: "Yes, at the beginning, I wanted to blackmail you well. But come to think of it, why talk so much nonsense with you?"

"Since it is an enemy, then I will attack you by any means!"

"Destroy your flesh, torture your souls, make you restless, make you restless!"

Chu Tian looked at Jin Mingluo with a smile, he didn't say anything for a long time.

He was curious - what would happen to the Jin clan after the warriors of the Million God Killing Legion were purified by the flames?