Chapter 1710 Recruitment

Qinglong was indeed covered in wounds, and Taoist Master Daohua smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

The so-called scheming was in vain, and it was really like this. He used the blood sacrifice formation to bind himself and Qinglong together. He originally planned to wait until Qinglong's strength reached the True Immortal Realm, and then use the blood sacrifice binding to push his own cultivation to the peak.

Unexpectedly, although the blood sacrifice formation was successful, it was incomplete. Qinglong's cultivation stopped at the peak of the Broken Realm.

Now that the Sub-God King appeared, he was bound to Qinglong and couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He had to bite the bullet and continue to fight.

However, the situation had reached a very critical moment. Now he and Qinglong were just barely holding on, hoping that something would happen to get a big commotion in the East Wilderness to attract the help of the masters of the Broken Realm.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Heavenly Demon Xingtian Sword collided with the scepter in the hands of the Sub-God King. After a few breaths of stalemate, they flew back.

At the same time, Daohua vomited blood, but he was suppressed.

On the other side, the sub-god king was invincible. He looked at Daohua with cold eyes and said: "Daohua, you traveled in the chaotic world and killed many of our people. I have not taken action to deal with you because I think it is not easy for you to practice."

"How can you fight me now?"

"You are a pure cultivator. There is no need to be bound by sectarianism. It is better to surrender to me!"

"With your cultivation, you can also hold a high position in my kingdom of God, and you can get countless cultivation resources!"

The sub-god king of the sub-god clan actually said the words of recruitment on the spot!

Daohua fell silent after hearing this. The words of the sub-god king may be a bunch of nonsense to other human cultivators. The human race and the sub-god clan are irreconcilable.

It is a situation where you die or I live.

But Daohua is different. He has no racial concept at all. From his arrangement of the blood array and the conspiracy against Qinglong, it can be seen that this is a person who will do anything to improve his cultivation.

The situation is already very unfavorable at this moment. If the fight continues, tens of thousands of years of hard training will be destroyed.

After a long silence, Taoist Master Daohua sighed and said: "Among the five major forces of our human race, Beiyuan Zhenwu Sect is in trouble, Ximo Tianyin Temple is stuck in a quagmire, and Zhongzhou Taiyi Sect is secretly colluding with you."

"It seems that destiny has come."

"There is a saying in our human race, that is, those who know the times are heroes. Since it has come to this, our Yuhua Sect will naturally not make fearless sacrifices."

"My life and death are secondary. I just hope that His Majesty the God King can treat my Yuhua Sect disciples well..."

Although the voice was not loud, it was full of powerful magic power and almost spread throughout the entire East Wilderness.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Don't look at his hypocritical words, but this is surrender, and he intends to send the entire Yuhua Sect together to seek a place for himself in the sub-god race in the future!

This statement was extremely damaging to morale. The disciples of Yuhua Sect, who were fighting desperately against the army of the sub-gods, were all stunned. They opened their mouths wide for a moment, not knowing what to do.

And the saints who were healing their wounds also smiled bitterly, but they could not escape this disaster today.

Yuhua Sect is likely to become a vassal of the sub-gods from now on!

But just when everyone was conflicted and desperate, suddenly the sky above the entire battlefield changed, and an infinite breath of heavenly disaster began to brew.