The residence of the Golden Undead is very distinctive.

The metal stakes were cast into various colored bones, and the golden, silver, and copper-colored bone-like stakes were joined together to form a wall that stretched for two or three hundred miles, enclosing the entire headquarters of the Golden Undead.

These bony piles were engraved with a large number of strange runes, and under the light of the void sun, these metal piles still continued to spew out a faint black gas, enveloping the entire station, and the shadows and shadows were indistinguishable.

Sweating profusely, Sun Zuo slipped through a side door and entered the Golden Undead Headquarters.

Several leaders of the Chonglou Realm guarding the door wanted to stop Sun Zuo and ask something, but Sun Zuo didn't say a word, and a few slaps were pulled out, causing several leaders to roll all over the ground, and suddenly no one dared to squeak.

Sun Zuo scolded all the way, pretending to be calm and walking briskly in the direction of his hunting team.

After all, he was the 'master' of the Destiny Pool Realm, although he added it up, he had unlocked a total of more than 100,000 filaments of light on the Thirty-Three Heavenly Lock Tower...... It's not even as much as the light filaments that Wu Tie has unraveled now...... Sun Zuo also had some miracles, and his walking speed was extremely fast.

His hunting party was stationed near the wall, after all, it was a team that had to go out a lot and plunder, and it was convenient for them to get in and out of it.

Sun Zuo quickly broke into the small courtyard where the hunting team was stationed, and roared in a low voice: "Give you a hundred counts of time, bring important things, and then ...... Hurry up. Before the people with the blood scimitar came up, they hurried away. ”

The small courtyard is in the shape of a quadrangle, with three-story buildings on all sides, which can accommodate two or three hundred people.

Hearing Sun Zuo's scolding, nearly two hundred men, women, and children wearing black soft armor and fierce faces instantly burst out of the small building, and they surrounded Sun Zuo one after another, asking about the situation ahead.

"You all know that the three leaders took us to negotiate with the Bloodcutter, right?"

"Bloodcutlass fucking bastards, they tear their faces off the spot...... Three chiefs, hanging. Sun Zuo made a gesture of cutting his neck, and muttered in a low voice: "So, hurry up...... Run...... We must not bury the golden dead. ”

Panting for breath, Sun Zuo grabbed the golden undead badge on his chest with one hand, ripped it off and threw it on the ground, and then stepped on one foot fiercely.

Once upon a time, the Golden Dead Badge was the pride of Sun Zuo's heart, and it was his greatest reliance.

But nowadays, this badge is like a deadly thing.

The three leaders are dead, so many life pool realm cadres are about to die, who dares to wear this badge to swagger through the market, just wait to be killed by the blood scimitar and other large and small forces.

This kind of thing...... Sun Zuo, who has been in the Big Snake Cave for so many years, has seen a lot.

Any force that has been destroyed, among its original members, slaves and servants will be divided as floating wealth, and middle and lower class combatants will become slaves, and their lives will be worry-free.

Sun Zuo, a 'master' of the Destiny Pool Realm, a big boss-level figure who is serious, is certain to die, and no one will use a hostile force like him at the 'high-level'.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to die...... So, hurry up and pack your important things and follow Lao Tzu. Sun Zuo's body trembled slightly, and he roared in a low voice: "Once the army of blood scimitars surrounds you, do you think you will still have your life?"

Nearly two hundred members of the hunting team were trembling, and they were rushing to scatter and run away, busy packing up.

The backbone of this hunting team is Sun Zuo's old brother, and the others are also the elites carefully selected and carefully cultivated by Sun Zuo in recent years. Therefore, there is loyalty, Sun Zuo asked them to pack up, and they honestly packed their belongings, and no one made a loud noise and shouted everywhere.

More than a dozen of Sun Zuo's henchmen and brothers, who were also veterans who participated in the attack on Wujia Stone Fort, surrounded Sun Zuo.

They are all shrewd veteran hunters, ready to go, rush, fight, and fight at any time, so they have important things with them at all times. They don't have much to pack up, and some of their floating wealth can be thrown away at any time.

They lowered their heads slightly, listening to Sun Zuo's orders.

Sun Zuo's body trembled slightly, but there was a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

He wants to run away with his brothers, and he will definitely not be able to act as a golden undead in the future, and even if they want to escape from the Black Snake Domain, the farther away they are, the better.

The little two hundred brothers' eating, drinking, and Lazar were all on him. When he goes out, he doesn't have cultivation resources, and Sun Zuo feels that his idle cultivation is enough to support him for a while.

But there are no gold coins...... That's a no-go.

Eat, drink, use...... Of course, they can rob homes and do their jobs...... But they were destined to have a hard time, so gold was still necessary.

"Follow me. Before leaving, make a vote. Sun Zuo made up his mind, he looked at the team members who had gathered quickly around him, and made two gestures to them.

They are all the elites that Sun Zuo has carefully trained in the past few years, and these members of the hunting team don't need Sun Zuo to talk nonsense, and more than 30 of them have pulled out strange crossbows with strange shapes.

A quenching crossbow bolt continued to press into the crossbow magazine, and the group followed Sun Zuo out of the small courtyard while moving.

Just three miles away from Sun Zuo's station, under a huge stone pillar, there was a strong stone fort.

It is a logistics baggage warehouse of the Golden Undead, which is responsible for coordinating the logistics supply of all hunting teams and hunting groups in this area, and is also responsible for identifying and recovering the trophies brought back by various hunting teams and hunting groups from outside, or assessing the price of some precious trophies, etc.

As far as Sun Zuo knew, in this logistics baggage warehouse, millions of gold coins, various colors of yuan grass and grass, as well as a large number of ordnance baggage were stored all year round.

This warehouse originally had a master of the Destiny Pool Realm in charge, and his strength was far stronger than Sun Zuo.

But just now, Sun Zuo saw this master being killed by the people of the blood scimitar, and the other guards of this warehouse naturally did not put Sun Zuoxin on his heart.

Hurry up and make a vote, take as many good things as you can, and leave with the loot.

Sun Zuo subconsciously quickened his pace, I don't know why, he always felt a little cold at the back of his neck.

Is it a delusion?

Sun Zuo led a large group of men and horses to run forward quickly, and wherever he passed, the slaves and servants of the golden undead naturally did not dare to ask anything. Those patrolling soldiers, but anyone who dared to speak more, were ordered by Sun Zuo to be dealt with as quickly as possible.

The distance of only three miles, Sun Zuo and the others didn't take much time to arrive.

Facing the dozens of guards standing outside the baggage warehouse, Sun waved his left hand, and the team was divided left and right, revealing a group of hunting group members armed with strong crossbows.

Black arrows pulled long, thin black tails of flames, tearing through the air with a piercing whistle.

Only three or five of the dozens of guards standing in front of the baggage warehouse barely raised their shields and dodged the wave of arrows.

Sun Zuo smiled lowly, he waved his hand forward, and the hunting team rushed forward, dozens of sword lights and sword lights flashed wildly, instantly killing a few lucky people who dodged the attack of crossbow arrows, and broke into the warehouse with a low laugh.

Screams and curses continued to come from the warehouse.

The people in the warehouse, there are only some non-combat members who are in charge of logistics chores, their cultivation is extremely low, and their strength is also very weak, and they are not opponents of the members of the elite hunting team at all.

When Sun Zuo walked to the gate of the warehouse, he had already heard the beautiful sound of the heavy warehouse door being opened.

Gold coins, yuan grass, and all kinds of treasures.

Sun Zuo was so excited that he trembled, he touched the low-quality Qiankun bag on his waist, and scolded in a low voice: "Do you have a storage bracelet? Hurry up and find me the best ...... Damn, I'm a bag, I've had enough of it. ”

Sun Zuo's eyes were glowing, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few pitches: "Also, I found the bracelet, fill it for me and bring it over." ”

Before the words fell, Sun Zuo felt a wave of heat hit the back of his neck.

Sun Zuo's body stiffened suddenly, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

A terrifying pressure came from behind him, as if there was an ancient demonic beast standing behind him, and as long as the other party moved a little finger, he would be crushed to pieces.

Sun Zuo's crotch was hot, and he urinated directly.

His knees went limp, and he fell to his knees without hesitation. He didn't dare to look back, but said tremblingly: "Senior, senior, uncle, uncle...... Ancestors...... As long as you don't kill me, my grandson Zuo will be a cow and a horse for you, and you can do anything. ”

"Although my Sun Zuo's strength is low, I ......"

Wu Tie stood behind Sun Zuo, he held the White Tiger Crack with one hand, and gently pressed the White Tiger Crack on Sun Zuo's shoulder.

He just sank his wrist slightly, and a small part of the terrifying weight of the White Tiger Crack pressed on Sun Zuo's body.

With a 'click' sound, half of Sun Zuo's body changed shape, and the bones of half of his body were crushed.

Wu Tie was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his wrist and slapped his forehead a little annoyed...... After coming out of Osiris's mausoleum, Wu Tie had already adjusted the weight of the White Tiger Crack to one billion and eighty million catties.

This weight is just right for Wu Tie now, but for ordinary monks...... Even for a 'Destiny Pool Realm master' like Sun Zuo, it was too terrifying and too unbearable to bear.

"It's as weak as scum...... Black Ring Lang Jun Sun Zuo ......" Wu Tie pursed his lips and looked up at the dome above.

"I ask, you answer, once the answer does not satisfy me, I guarantee that you will regret it......" Wu Tie smiled coldly, in his mind, many torture methods taught by Lao Tie had been constantly tumbling out.

and in the Mausoleum of Osiris, the torture that occurred in the process of 'conviction', Wu Tie also remembered them one by one.

Regardless of whether Sun Zuo's answer satisfies him or not, Wu Tie is ready to use it on Sun Zuo's body.

The army of blood scimitars rushed towards the direction of the Golden Undead's station, and many of the Golden Undead's masters fled in embarrassment, and they fled back to their headquarters with all their might.

They all have the same thoughts as Sun Zuo.

A husband must not go without money for a day, and before fleeing for his life, he must fill his pocket...... In addition, they have some relatives or something in the station, and these people are also going to run away with them.

There was chaos in the Great Snake Cave, and many large and small forces close to the Blood Scimitar and Golden Undead Territory sent out teams to sneakily approach the border line.

Everyone's attention was on the blood scimitar and the fire of the golden undead, and everyone was gearing up to prepare for a feast of sharing.

No one noticed that the eighteen Heavenly Kings of the Town Palace had entered the Great Snake Cave with a large group of people, and they walked in easily all the way, no one interrogated, no one inquired, and no one noticed the appearance of this team at all.

Naturally, these local forces in the Great Snake Cave, they didn't notice that at the other main passage into and out of the Great Snake Cave, there was a group of gorgeously dressed 'caravanserais' walking in slowly.

There were more than 300 people in this caravan, and there were only about 20 wagons in their ranks, dozens of giant monsters shaped like rhinoceroses were pulling the wagons, these trucks were moving slowly, listening to the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground, it was obvious that the wagons were very heavy.

The more than 300 caravans belonged to tall and sturdy men, all of whom were blonde and blue-eyed, red-haired and blue-eyed, or green-haired and black-eyed, in short, with distinct appearances.

Led by a middle-aged strong man with plump hair, a bearded face and a bulging head that seemed to be a lion's head, they laughed and laughed one by one, looking like they were walking into the Great Serpent's Cave, which was famous for its chaos and killing.

After they entered the Great Snake Cave, they immediately found a secluded corner and set up camp, and scattered in groups of three or five in all directions, leaving only dozens of elites in the camp.

These people were dressed in gorgeous robes, and they looked so special that they finally attracted the attention of a small local force in the Great Snake Cave.

Several nezumi approached the caravan's station with a sneaky face, greeting them from afar with a hippie smile.

A few strong men walked out of the camp, they looked at the sneaky rat men, suddenly drew their longbows, and shot these rat men on the spot without saying a word.

A strong man walked over, cut off the heads of several rat men, and piled up a small Jingguan.

With the blood of the rat man, he wrote a few big words on the ground unscrupulously - 'Death to those who come close'!

The small force that sent the nezumi scouts froze, so arrogant...... Outsiders.

Judging by the looks and outfit of these guys, they can't be the native forces of the Great Serpent Cave, they are outsiders...... Outsiders, dare to be so arrogant in the Great Snake Cave?

Moreover, their clothes are so ornate that they prove that they are very oily.

With a few soft whistles, a contingent of four or five hundred men appeared outside the caravan's station.

Walking out of the Yongdao where this caravan entered, nearly a hundred miles away, a fork in the road has been set up to defend the pass, and dozens of elite armor soldiers wearing heavy armor are stationed at the pass, putting on a posture that no one is close to.

Walking inward along this fork in width, about three or five miles, the terrain in front of us suddenly opened up, and a huge grotto, large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, had been filled with all kinds of baggage carts, mounts, camel beasts and sturdy men.

At least 20,000 elite warriors are resting here.

They sat in a neat line on the ground, drinking water and eating meat, and they were silent one by one, showing a high degree of discipline.

In a corner of the grotto, a handsome and burly young man sat quietly, gently stroking a snake jade pendant made of black jade in his hand.

"Black Snake Domain, my Great Snake Clan has finally returned...... I will surely remind you of the horror of being dominated by my Great Serpent clan and becoming our rations. ”