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In the end, except for those monks who were already smart and got out of the way, who were still standing in place in horror and looking at Zhang Haoran, who had already come to more than a dozen Killing Realm monks, there was only a miserable snort all around.

The monks who were still standing there unharmed were full of screams, and around them there were monks rolling around and shouting. It is like the palace of Hades, and there are countless ghosts who have been tortured.

or fried, or whipped, or tongue-cut-out......

The screams made it a hell on earth, and it still terrified the monks who were separated from each other.

"It's already a gift not to kill you today, don't leave, are you still waiting for me to accept your primordial gods as slaves?" Zhang Haoran said lightly, his voice without half anger. But it made the screaming monks stop screaming.

Suddenly, there was silence all around, like a country of heaven. The previous hell on earth was only quiet because of Zhang Haoran's words.

"Woo Woo ......"

Countless sounds of breaking the air sounded for a while, and many uninjured monks began to flee in all directions. Immediately afterwards, the monks who had been rolling around and suffering heavy injuries also propped themselves up and stayed away from here.

In other words, the wounded monks should scream and go away. If they still want to live......

For a moment, there was no shadow of a monk behind Zhang Haoran. All that was clean was the coldness of the wind on the ground.

In fact, these monks were right, when Zhang Haoran faced the dozen or so Killing Realm monks, it was already doomed, if they still stayed here, they would only be affected by the battle and die.

"Are you willing to be slaves, or do you want me to kill you and smoke your primordial gods as slaves?" Zhang Haoran got straight to the point.

The cultivation of other monks is low, and Zhang Haoran can't use it. But killing Zhang Haoran didn't do him any good. What's more, Zhang Haoran no longer had the idea of killing in his heart, so he didn't expect to kill them with one palm at all, directly teach them a lesson and let them go.

However, the old men of the Killing Realm in front of them are very suitable for guarding the door in Dragon Ball.

"Presumptuous!"

"Juniors are looking for death!"

The Killing Realm cultivators have a high status, where have they been hit like this?Zhang Haoran's words angered them, and at the same time, two Killing Realm elders rushed towards Zhang Haoran.

"Roar!"

A scorpion appeared behind one of them, the black-gold scorpion was more than thirty meters large, and its tail was held high, and the needle-like thorn was aimed at Zhang Haoran and directly shot out two streams of black and fishy liquid.

The liquid was directly blocked in the air when Zhang Haoran's right hand was raised, and when it dripped down and fell to the ground under his feet, it directly rolled his eyes and hissed.

"Poisonous creatures are not suitable for life, you must know that every flower and grass has a life and the meaning of its life. Zhang Haoran was still smiling, but this smile made the old man who had condensed the killing aura and turned into a scorpion afraid.

At the same time, the old man squared his hands on his chest and prepared to withdraw the scorpion, after all, it was a large part of his strength, and his strength would be greatly weakened without this killing aura.

But the old man was still late, but when he saw Zhang Haoran's body fluttering, the eagle struck Changkong with his right hand and slapped the scorpion's head.

Peng's snort, the scorpion suddenly turned into countless primordial gods, turned into a powerful ghost, and spread out like thick smoke. And Zhang Haoran directly took another one in his right hand, and the dragon ball appeared directly in the palm of his right hand and took in all those killing breaths with a swish.

All the killing breath, no one was spared.

"You, you...... Wow!"

The old man was furious, and then his body was light, but his strength was instantly weakened, and his chest was stuffy, and blood spurted out and fell to the ground. Sitting on the ground, he gasped a little sluggishly, looking at Zhang Haoran with anger in his eyes, eating meat and drinking blood.

The other old man of the Killing Realm stopped directly after seeing the old man who was making the move with him sitting paralyzed on the ground, and he suddenly didn't dare to make a move against Zhang Haoran, who was just smiling but had never killed any monk.

Although he did not kill the monk, the smile was even more terrifying to him by the murderers.

"Would you like to be a slave?" the old man was still suppressing his fear and preparing to leave. But the young man in the white robe had already appeared in front of him. And the young man was smiling at him.

The old man only felt that his mind was blank, and then he said the words that made him unbelievable, "Yes......"

With a word of willingness, the old man disappeared with a whoosh, and was directly absorbed by the Dragon Ball.

"You can ...... it in for a hundred years," Zhang Haoran said with satisfaction, and then looked at another old man sitting on the ground.

"What about you?" Zhang Haoran continued to ask.

The old man's hatred for Zhang Haoran had already reached its peak, and he would be willing to be his slave? When the old man snorted coldly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stood up and attacked Zhang Haoran again.

An awl-like thing appeared in his hand and threw it at Zhang Haoran, and for a while, a bloody storm rose, and the awl was divided into thousands and directly covered Zhang Haoran.

As soon as the awl came out, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air around it at the same time, and the sound of the sigh was like a life-urging charm, threatening Zhang Haoran's life.

The remaining dozen or so old men who were watching the Killing Realm from the side were all overjoyed in their hearts, they wanted to know what else the white-robed young man in front of them could do.

However, their joy did not last long, and when they saw that the white-robed young man suddenly had a silver spear in his hand, he waved it again......

Countless awls and bloody storms disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared before.

This situation made all the old men of the Killing Realm deeply frightened, although the awl was not as good as the immortal weapon, but it was also a good treasure, it was said to be soaked in the blood of many monks and the blood of reckless beasts, and it was extremely powerful, and it was not a matter of taking people's lives.

However, it is gone......

The old man vomited blood again, took three steps back, and looked at the young man in front of him in horror. The loss of the killing aura and the best treasure made him feel as heavy as he had lost everything.

It's a pity that he didn't have much time to stay in sadness, because Zhang Haoran had already come to him and had raised his right hand.

"No, I'm willing to be a slave!" the old man didn't know why he cried out, but it seemed to be the only reason he could live.

Disheveled!

The old man fell to the ground on his back, but he was dead. Moreover, Zhang Haoran was a direct killer move, and he didn't even leave the original god.

"You only get one chance, dead or alive. Zhang Haoran said, to the dead old man. But in fact, these words were undoubtedly a warning to the remaining Killing Realm Elders.

The remaining dozen or so Killing Realm elders fell silent and began to observe the expressions of the other companions around them.

I have to say that Zhang Haoran's method just now was a good one, and at this time, it shocked these dozen or so Killing Realm cultivators, who had always been high and arrogant.

first showed strong strength to collect the scorpion, then shocked another old man and took him into slavery, and finally killed decisively, leaving no living mouth like killing chickens and monkeys!

This relaxation, harvesting and killing undoubtedly left an imprint in the hearts of the other Killing Realm cultivators, allowing them to realize how their cultivation compared to the previous two old men, and what kind of fate they would receive.

Moreover, now Zhang Haoran will give them a choice.

Zhang Haoran's strength has been undoubtedly revealed, which also makes more than a dozen Killing Realm elders think carefully and consider. Until the aura on Zhang Haoran's body began to be exposed and several old monks were willing to be slaves, more than a dozen old men in the Killing Realm all became Zhang Haoran's slaves.

But Zhang Haoran did not call them slaves directly, but called them protectors.

"Follow me to the territory of the Demon Realm, there is only one request, if someone kills someone in my ghost realm, you can help. As for the treasures that you have acquired by your abilities, they are yours. ”

Zhang Haoran didn't let them enter the Dragon Ball world, and the old man who went in before didn't Zhang Haoran call out. For no other reason, Dragon Ball's one-day wait for a year only means that they stay inside for a hundred years, and only for a hundred days outside.

However, this Dragon Ball world has undoubtedly given them an excellent place to cultivate, and it will be of great benefit to them.

So Zhang Haoran won't just let people in and get benefits, he doesn't want to raise tigers when the time comes.

So even if they go in, they will have to wait until Zhang Haoran feels that they are qualified, not now.

Of course, the dozen or so monks behind didn't know this, but they just felt in their hearts that Zhang Haoran didn't directly act as slaves when he took care of their face. At the same time, I like the young man in front of me a little.

Because Zhang Haoran only made one request to them, that is, to see the people in the ghost world to give help and protection, they are still free and can continue to obtain the treasures in the demon realm.

Therefore, most of the monks regarded Zhang Haoran as a friend, and agreed to Zhang Haoran's friend's request, of course, they must also stand by Zhang Haoran's side.

As for the relationship between superiors and subordinates, there is no, it seems very simple and relaxed.

There was only one person in the crowd who looked at Zhang Haoran with blazing eyes at this time, with a loyal face.

That is the first old man to enter the Dragon Ball world before, and he is also the only one who knows the secrets of Dragon Ball. For this reason, he is willing to be a slave, just because if he is really in it in the future, then he is only afraid of his cultivation......

"Let's disperse!" Zhang Haoran finished speaking, and rushed inside first.

The other monks scattered and began to search for their treasures.

Zhang Haoran also wants to use more time to find more treasures, because Zhang Haoran is going to move all these treasures to the Dragon Ball world, and he wants to create his own world, his own realm.

Along the way, Zhang Haoran found three caves again, and put all the treasures into the Dragon Ball world.

It's a pity that these caves are large and small, and the treasures are also divided into various levels. There are general treasures and so on, and there are also a small number of elixirs. There are also some other good things that have been accepted by Zhang Haoran as items for future use.

After collecting all the things in the third cave, Zhang Haoran left the cave and began to look for the next place.

As he galloped through the air, Zhang Haoran's eyes looked at the nine towering peaks from time to time, which was the place with the most treasures and full of temptations.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)