Chapter 156

This proposal made the rest of the tribe excited.

Among the nine tribes of the Immortal Legacy, the one in the best situation now is the War Department.

The Zhan tribesmen are naturally good at fighting, and there are many experts in the tribe.

Not only are there as many as a dozen saints, but there are also two saints sitting in the town. With the high-grade magic weapon, the Immortal Slaying Spear, their strength is even in the entire lower realm.

If they defected to them, Qi Feng would definitely not dare to provoke them.

Qingsuo shook his head again and sighed: "Have you forgotten that the War Department despised the other eight of us, and felt that we were dragging our feet and never regarded us as our own."

"What about the painting department? Although it is not as strong as the war department, it is said that they maintain a good relationship with many domains."

Qing Suo sighed: "The Qingyuan domain where the painting department is located is too far away from our Thousand Spirit Domain, separated by thousands of domains, I am afraid that before I get there, I will be blocked by the wind and people... …”

Pifeng travels widely, and has saint-level friends in many domains.

This road is likely to be a dead end.

Far cannot quench near thirst.

A day later, Jiang Cheng saw Qing Su and others again.

Along with them, there are tens of thousands of clansmen in the heart, not a single one is missed.

"Sect Master Jiang, we have come to join you."

"I hope you can save us..."

That's right, the object they finally chose was Feixianmen.

There is a three-eyed tiger here, the demon king, who can destroy the Holy Land of Tongyou, and his strength is there.

Feixianmen and they also have the common enemy of Pifeng.

Jiang Cheng, the demon king, plus their five major saints in the heart, sitting in the main field of the secret realm, may not be able to block the next round of attack by the wind.

And... so close.

Besides, isn't there still the title of 'ally'?

"This...you were attacked?"

Jiang Cheng guessed something from their expressions and state.

No way?

He became Qingsuo, and his original intention was just to be angry with this swaying "ally" on both sides.

I didn't expect that they would be attacked, and I didn't expect the whole family to vote.

"Yes, it's all that thief from the wind!"

Mentioning this, Qing Suo gritted her teeth and hated it.

"My family's secret realm has been completely destroyed, and I am homeless!"

"There are 516 tribesmen who have been killed. This hatred is unbearable!"

"Sect Master Jiang, I know you must be very critical of our previous position."

"I swear here that in the future, if we meet the wind again, my family is willing to fight at the forefront!"

Her words were firm and firm, and her attitude was very sincere.

After all, there is a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood, and the rabbit even bites in a hurry.

Jiang Cheng was even more surprised.

Not because of her statement, but because of the fighting power of her heart.

What the fuck is so strong?

With the peak of the Holy Order, you can still have more than 90% of the people alive?

He once again felt that he hated that iron would not become steel. How could such a bull's strength have been shrinking before?

If he expands everywhere, collects cultivation resources, and does everything he can to improve, I am afraid that the overall strength will be twice as strong as it is now.

"Are you serious?"

"good!"

Several old saints from the rear said solemnly: "After this battle, we have also seen that they will only be regarded as weak and bullied by them."

"Since this is the case, don't blame us for showing up!"

"Sect Master Jiang, where to attack next time, just point in a direction, we will never back down!"

In the past few hundred years, the other seven holy places have not done anything good to them, and they have long been full of grievances and grievances.

Come on, this group of women is now heavier than their fighting spirit.

Is there anything wrong.

"Well, I'll let someone arrange a place for you."

Anyway, the secret realm of the Holy Land is very large, let alone 10,000 people come in, even 100,000 people are too empty.

The heart holds one of the nine magic weapons, and keeping them around is also a good thing for the future opening of the immortal world.

"Thank you, Sect Master Jiang!"

Qing Suo said solemnly, "We will always remember your kindness for sheltering you!"

Rao, because of the defensive power of Brother Cheng's face, couldn't help but feel a little feverish.

I am still in the form of Qingsuo, and I can't change it back.

If it weren't for the treasures and spirits to cover it up, it would have been revealed long ago.

To put it bluntly, if there is no change in myself, even if my heart will be beaten by reality, it will be in the future, not today.

Thinking of this, he sighed and made up for it.

"Did you bring the bones of your 516 people who died in battle?"

Qing Su didn't understand why he asked this question, but nodded anyway.

"It was originally planned to be buried there, but I was afraid that Xifeng would bring people to wreak havoc next time, disturbing their peace."

"So I brought it here. If Sect Leader Jiang is not willing, we will be buried outside."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand.

"I'm not that stingy."

"Release their bones."

"what?"

"What is the meaning of Jiang Sect?"

Everyone in the heart was very puzzled, but Mo Chen stood up as the city brother's spokesman.

"My head can revive them. Your choice to form an alliance with us today is the wisest decision!"

What?

resurrection?

The people of the heart tribe seemed to have heard a joke.

How could such a thing happen?

But after a quarter of an hour, their cognition was completely refreshed.

All 516 members of the tribe were resurrected by Jiang Cheng, even if some people only had a stump or a single hair left.

This scene happened before everyone's eyes.

The resurrected clansmen were alive and kicking one by one, without the slightest damage.

There are tens of thousands of people in the heart who cry with joy, and there are those who cheer for joy.

After all, it is a tribe with few individuals.

The lives of these 516 people are more important than anything to them.

Qing Suo and all the clan elders were shocked and bowed to the ground.

"Head Jiang, your great kindness and virtue, we will never forget it!"

Jiang Cheng pretended to cough twice, and adjusted his face to pale again.

Mo Chen came over in time and supported him.

"The sect master's resurrection magic has a price. Resurrecting so many people in one breath will take too much toll on him."

Yes, the price is really high, it cost my brother 120,000 points.

Sure enough, Qing Suo and others were completely moved.

"Sect Master Jiang! From now on, you will be our most precious friend, never betray you!"

"If anyone is unfavorable to you, it is the enemy of life and death in my heart!"

"If we are separated in the future, just a call from the head of Jiang, my heart will definitely come to serve!"

Not only them, but the rest of the Ten Thousand Heart Tribe all looked at him gratefully.

The attitude towards him is extremely close and agreeable, and it is completely the same as looking at his own people.

This result surprised Jiang Cheng.

After tossing back and forth like this, this group of swaying, but strong wallheads, was finally subdued by him.

In this way, the heart officially settled in the secret territory.

This secret realm is more than 100,000 miles away. Feixianmen is on the side of the central main hall, and the heart is smashed into the mountains in the southwest corner.

The activity areas on both sides are tens of thousands of miles away, but in fact they still go their separate ways.

The cultivation of the disciples on Jiang Cheng's side has nothing to do with that side.

And the heart is fine, and will not come here to disturb.

Both sides are waiting for the arrival of the sage.