If he really guessed correctly, how should he choose this matter? This man is extraordinary. Judging from his master's cares so much about these low-level disciples, he must not be the kind of cultivator who treats subordinates like ants. Although his realm is currently a little lower, in this world, he is considered to be a very talented person at his age.

Lin Tian was hesitating in his heart, but he heard Yaori's voice coming: "Lin Tian, ​​you take someone here to cut off the rear. I will go to meet with the commander of the Jinwu clan. If Yaori made great contributions in this battle this time, you will naturally count your share!"

As he said that, his body turned into a white light and quickly fell onto the flaming pontoon ship. After the sun set into the flaming pontoon ship.

Lin Tian saw all the restrictions on the flame floating ship appearing, and then the flame floating ship, dazzling flames appearing on the entire body of the hull. With a loud bang, it rushed into the void and disappeared.

Lin Tian felt as if he was ashamed at this moment. He didn't expect Yaori to give up so resolutely. The other party didn't think about it at all. The mood of himself and his subordinates, the Flame Floating Ship is a top-grade magic weapon. If Yaori really was about to leave, who could block a top-grade magic weapon here?

This is simply an excuse. If he dies, his crimes of Yaori being separated from the large army will become insignificant. He can say in front of the commander who commanded the invasion that he had encountered the cultivator sect of the Great World of the Gods. In the crisis, Lin Tian sacrificed himself to save his master and used formations to intercept the enemy. Only then can he and the Golden Crow personal guards be able to meet with the Grand Commander. The Grand Commander will definitely not punish Lin Tian for not adhering to military discipline for the sake of the Golden Crow King.

Moreover, Lin Tian suffered a huge loss of manpower this time, and he could take the opportunity to ask for troops from the commander. This strategy of best in both worlds is indeed wonderful.

Lin Tian smiled bitterly at the Holy King of the Heaven in the center of the formation.

When the Holy King asked the Heavenly King to see Lin Tian's face changing rapidly, he felt a little angry and shouted: "A seven-foot man, even if he is given up by your master, why should he be so sad? If he doesn't appreciate you, it does not mean that there is no one in this world who appreciates you. If you lead your subordinates to the Hongchen Sword Sect, you will have the chance to fight this guy upright for three hundred rounds in the future!"

The words of the Holy King of Heaven were like the thunder that exploded in the void, exploding in the ears of the cultivators, causing the sea of ​​consciousness of the cultivators to quietly buzz with an invisible force.

Lin Tian had already made a decision in his heart after hearing what the Holy King of Heaven said. He looked at the warriors with a stern look and said, "We live like ants in the fairy world. Now Yaori gives up us. From now on, you are all free. You are no longer slaves to the King of Golden Crows. In this world, you belong to yourself!"

Speaking of this, he paused and glanced at the Holy King Totian. He saw the Holy King Totian standing in the void, holding a shield in one hand and a blood-killing spear in the other, like a stunning demon god.

When the Holy King asked the Heavenly Saint King to see Lin Tian look at him, a hint of encouragement flashed in his bloody eyes, and nodded slightly at Lin Tian, ​​signaling him to continue. Lin Tian said slowly at this time: "Now, I will give you a chance to choose. If you surrender to the Red Dust Sword Sect, you can stay. If you want to leave by yourself, you will be a stranger from now on. If you meet on the battlefield, I, Lin Tian, ​​will never show mercy. Please choose by yourself!"

When the cultivators saw the flaming flames of the sun left, they were also in despair like Lin Tian. At this moment, they heard Lin Tian’s question, as if they were clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, and they saw hope again.

Many cultivators are in the fairy world, just like in the great world of the gods. Those spirit beasts whose spiritual intelligence has not yet been fully activated are banned by various prefectures. That kind of life is simply worse than that of pigs and dogs.

Suddenly, you can gain freedom when you hear it, and you feel ecstatic.

But the cultivators were used to being enslaved in the fairy world, and they all had a skeptical attitude towards such good things that were falling from the sky.

For a moment, you looked at me and I looked at you, and I felt a little hesitant.

Although the cultivators long for freedom, they are even more afraid of death! If this is just a test by Lin Tian, ​​wouldn’t it be a mistake? However, those cultivators who are familiar with Lin Tian’s personality feel that Lin Tian’s attitude this time was very firm. It seems that what he said at the moment is true.

But even so, no one dared to take the first step.

Just as the cultivators were hesitating, a white figure flew up from below.

Lin Tian was slightly shocked when he saw this white boy. Although this person's cultivation level was only in the Soul-Combination Realm, his body exuded a kingly aura. This aura was many times more obvious than Yaori and the several tall princes in the Golden Crow Clan.

Could it be that he is really the destined person in this world?

When Lin Tianzheng was suspicious, he saw the sword-holding cultivators below flying up from Xiao Fang quickly. Then a group of shield-holding cultivators flew up. These cultivators flew up, but stood quietly behind the white-clothed cultivator, waiting for something to release the Buddha.

After Zhang Hao flew up from below, he glanced at the cultivators gently, and then quietly started the Great Pudu Zen light. A faint golden halo quickly covered the cultivators around him from behind Zhang Hao's head.

However, in a blink of an eye, these cultivators were all shrouded in the faint golden color.

Everyone was shrouded in the golden halo and did not feel any discomfort.

Zhang Hao then said gently: "Everyone! You don't have any status in the fairy world, but if you enter this great world of Gods, if you are like a piece of sand and go your separate ways, you are afraid that your future prospects will be in the fairy world, which will be even more embarrassing!"

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, the cultivators felt sad. What Zhang Hao said was not false. Their identity was special. The seven sects of the cultivators would definitely hold their own identities and would not easily let them enter the sect. The current situation is very tense. If you are a lone random cultivator, you will not hide your identity and practice in the world.

When Zhang Hao saw that the cultivators heard what he said, he fell into deep thought.

He smiled slightly and said, "They are both low-level cultivators like you. Some people's previous identities may be worse than you, but in the Hongchen Sword Sect, they are respected, and everyone here will be respected. Whether it is the demon clan, the demon cultivator, or the cultivators who came down from the fairy world, as long as their character is not bad, I, the Hongchen Sword Sect, are willing to accept it!"

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he looked around the cultivators and waited for the decision of the cultivators.

After seeing Zhang Hao say this, Mo Xiaoqi held the black sword in his hand and glanced at the cultivators and said, "I used to be a low-level sword slave. I was once practiced with extremely cruel techniques by my master. The scar on my face was left by my former tribe members. Here I am a general and an ordinary disciple of the Hongchen Sword Sect!"

After Mo Xiaoqi finished speaking, he saw a cultivator with a little fluffy hair and a crisscrossing scar on his face walking up. The cultivator's realm was only in the late stage of Nirvana, and he was still a considerable distance from the golden elixir.

The cultivator walked up and whispered: "My name is A Chou! It was the master who saved me in the South China Sea. I used to be a cultivator, and I was also the most tragic spiritual slave. The master used my blood to cultivate medicinal materials, so my figure was so short!"

Next, several low-level cultivators from the Hongchen Sword Sect came up to explain their identities to the cultivators.

After these cultivators told all their past experiences, the group of cultivators from the upper realm were all filled with indignation, wishing to draw their swords and kill the masters who tortured these low-level cultivators immediately.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Zhang Hao said gently: "I, Zhang Hao, made a great wish, hoping that everyone in the world would be a dragon. This is a very difficult road, but I hope someone can move forward with me and let us pursue this dream and practice!"

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, the Holy King asked the Heavenly Saint King to feel a little shocked. What the Sea King said is not false!

This kid is indeed different from most cultivators.

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, the cultivators of the Hongchen Sword Sect shouted: "I hope that everyone in the world will be a dragon!"

The sound of the mountain collapse and tsunami was like rolling waves, wrapping up the surrounding cultivators and quietly igniting the passion in the hearts of these cultivators.

Lin Tian felt that an invisible force was quietly stimulated in his body. He followed the cultivator of the Hongchen Sword Sect solemnly and shouted: "I hope that everyone in the world will be a dragon!"

Accompanied by Lin Tian's voice, more cultivators' voices resounded from Lin Tian's body.

The sound shook the sky and inspires people.

Zhang Hao sat cross-legged in the void, and the great Pudu Zen light behind his head became very dazzling, and golden lusters quickly spread from behind his head towards the practitioners below.

In order to allow these cultivators to surrender to the Hongchen Sword Sect, Zhang Hao quietly used some small means and used the Great Pudu Zen Light to make the cultivators have no doubt about him and the disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect.

The voices of the crowd continued for several breaths, and then gradually stopped at Zhang Hao's instructions.

At this very exciting moment, Lin Tian led his three thousand cultivators to surrender to the Hongchen Sword Sect and was named "Baotian General!"

Lin Tian said that the rule and leadership were still Taiyuan's old subordinates, which made Lin Tian ecstatic because as a surrender, his subordinates would inevitably be dispersed to the point of taking the opportunity to weaken his power, and then examined himself for a period of time to rule a group of cultivators. Lin Tian was very familiar with this little trick that the superiors often played with. However, when Zhang Hao announced that he would still rule his original subordinates, he secretly swore in his heart that he would protect the Pure Land of the Red Dust Sword Gate to death.
Chapter completed!