Just as Zhu Tiancang was thinking about it, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint had already erupted.

I saw that the momentum around his body was expanding, the luster of the mirror was shining, and on the low-level innate spirit treasure level long sword, the power of space was entangled, and the latter's power skyrocketed, and at the same time, Zhu Tiancang also felt a mortal threat.

"Junior, I want you to die!"

With a low cry in his mouth, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint rushed out and frantically killed Zhu Tiancang.

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang's eyes flashed with anger.

What about the laws of space, in the final analysis, it is just a top-notch law, but he is an existence with the two invincible laws of fate and order.

As soon as his mind moved, the Demon Slaying Sword was raised, and three percent of the laws of order in his body poured out, directly wrapping around the Demon Slaying Sword.

I saw that one after another order inscriptions appeared on the Demon Slaying Sword, and a wave of fluctuations quietly diffused out, and in an instant, a radius of hundreds of miles was shrouded.

Wielding the Demon Slashing Sword, it collided with the sword-wielding pseudo-saint fiercely.

Zheng –

The sword weapons collided, and the face of the sword-wielding pseudo-saint changed greatly.

If nothing else, the spatial power gushing out of the mirror was suppressed by the law of order, and it couldn't hurt Zhu Tiancang at all.

Not only that, Zhu Tiancang's attack was extremely fast, and the sword-wielding pseudo-saint was indeed a strong man of the older generation, but in the final analysis, it was only a product of being eliminated by the times, and it couldn't stop Zhu Tiancang's stormy attack at all.

Poof-

The sword light flashed, the blood bloomed, and a sword mark quietly appeared on the chest of the sword-wielding pseudo-saint.

With a muffled snort, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint instantly retreated dozens of zhang, and after his body was stable, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Tiancang, and said with an incredible face: "How is it possible, what kind of ability did you use, why were you able to suppress my spatial power, who are you!"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang calmly glanced at the sword-wielding pseudo-saint, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of contempt: "What about the power of space, under the order law of this emperor, everything is just a joke, and if this emperor doesn't let you use the ability, it won't be able to exert any effect." ”

As soon as these words came out, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint was stunned, and there was only one thought in his mind: "The law of order?

Obviously, even those who survived the ancient times were ignorant of the laws of order.

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang firmly believed in what Yang Liu said before, the era of the Nine Kings was more ancient and ancient than that of the Qing Emperor.

Phew-

Phew-

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and the two pseudo-saints who had been severely injured by Zhu Tiancang returned to the sword-wielding pseudo-saints, looking at the sword mark wound on the latter's chest, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes, and they said, "Big brother, what should we do next?"

Hearing this, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint smiled bitterly.

He could feel that Zhu Tiancang had enveloped this area with his so-called law of order, and they didn't even have the possibility of escaping.

Looking at Zhu Tiancang, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint spoke, "Tiancang Emperor, you have won, we choose to surrender!"

As soon as these words came out, the two pseudo-saints beside him were shocked, they couldn't believe that their eldest brother would say such a thing, and they opened their mouths to say something.

However, before they could speak, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint took the lead and said, "Second brother, third brother, give up, the law of order is too weird, even my spatial power has been suppressed, we have no possibility of escaping!"

After speaking, the sword-wielding pseudo-saint looked at Zhu Tiancang and said, "Emperor Tiancang, do you dare to take us in?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang was sure that he had heard it correctly just now, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth outlined a knowing smile.

If nothing else, a pseudo-saint-level thug, and three at once, how could he not be happy.

But soon, Zhu Tiancang suppressed the emotions in his heart, and looked at the three of them with a serious expression: "But, but you rejected this emperor before, and now you are not at ease to surrender to this emperor, so let's do it, you hand over part of your natal primordial god." ”

Hearing this, the three false saints were furious.

Handing over the natal primordial god, doesn't that mean that his small life will be completely controlled by Zhu Tiancang, and life and death are in the other party's thoughts.

How could they agree to such a thing?

However, before the three of them could open their mouths to refuse, Zhu Tiancang directly took out the four swords of Zhu Xian, and with the outbreak of the four great swords, Zhu Tiancang said: "Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but for those who don't give face to this emperor, this emperor will definitely not let him have a good time." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang's murderous aura surged all over his body, and with his angry face, the meaning was obvious, but if he didn't surrender, he would die.

Seeing this, the three false saints fell silent.

They don't want to hand over their natal primordial gods and make themselves passive, but they are even more reluctant to die.

After all, they have survived the ancient times, and they have a greater resistance to death than ordinary people, and this is the heart of the losers of an era, they no longer have the courage of the monks, and some are only calm and serene.

If it weren't for the fact that the four swords of Zhuxian were too tempting, if it weren't for the fact that the three of them were confident enough in their own strength, if it weren't for the fact that Zhu Tiancang hadn't reached the Pseudo-Saint, I am afraid that with the character of the three of them, they would never have taken risks here.

Under such a depressing atmosphere, the faces of the three false saints changed.

After a long time, the third of them looked quite unwilling and said: "Big brother, let's fight with him!"

These words did not arouse the approval of the sword-wielding pseudo-saint and the spear-wielding pseudo-saint, and after shaking their heads, they looked up at Zhu Tiancang and said, "Tiancang Emperor, we can surrender or hand over the natal primordial god, but you must swear to give us enough respect, we can fight for you as your subordinates, but under the situation of certain death, we can choose to refuse." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang glanced at the three of them deeply.

I have to say that the conditions of these three pseudo-saints are not conditions at all, and Zhu Tiancang is not the kind of person who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge.

But the three of them are obviously afraid of death, and it will not be easy to control them in the future, so they must get their natal primordial gods, and only in this way can they be firmly controlled.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang spoke, "But if you disobey the orders of this emperor, or play some small tricks in secret, then this emperor will never have any mercy. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three pseudo-saints all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Tiancang agreed to their conditions, although he still had to hand over his natal primordial god, but at least he maintained his dignity and only freedom.

After glancing at each other, the three pseudo-saints all turned their heads together, gritted their teeth, and suddenly took out a natal primordial god, and handed it to Zhu Tiancang very unwillingly.

Reaching out and grabbing the three natal primordial gods, Zhu Tiancang directly suppressed and refined them with an incomparably powerful divine soul without saying a word.

Suddenly, the three pseudo-saints spurted blood, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Tiancang nodded, and after making sure that the three of them did not play tricks on him, he put away the law of order and said, "Okay, since you have surrendered to this emperor, now tell this emperor your name and things!"

Hearing this, the three pseudo-saints glanced at each other, and then began to speak with ugly expressions!

(End of chapter)