Jia Jie estimated that if he could keep traveling at this speed, he would be able to fly a million miles in less than three days, and even if he counted the time to rest and recover his mana, he could rush back to Yangu in five days, which was almost ten times faster than the speed when he came

And the magical magic weapon that constantly emitted sword light under his feet was undoubtedly the high-grade Lingbao Chief's Flying Sword that had just been upgraded, and once it had spirituality, it had the ability to change. For example, shrinking and hiding under the mouth and tongue, or changing to a thousand feet in size, can only be regarded as a small means. The truly powerful spirit treasure can be ever-changing, just like today's chieftain flying sword.

"Master Jia Jie's refining methods are really not good, I think it's even better than the Blue Fox Patriarch."

"That is, look at this magic weapon under your feet, it is obviously transformed from a flying sword. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have seen that I saw that Master Jia Jie's magic weapon was at least a medium-grade spiritual treasure level."

"The flight speed of carrying hundreds of people is not much inferior to that of the Crazy Eagle Patriarch who is a ninth-order giant, such a magic weapon is really wonderful."

In the shuttle-like magic weapon, five hired eighth-order powerhouses gathered together, looking at the scene speeding by outside the transparent light mask and Jia Jie standing at the front of the magic weapon stage, and let out a sigh.

The five of them were all from second-class clans with average strength, and this time they accepted the employment of the Yan clan on the one hand to covet the magic weapons given by the Yan clan, and on the other hand, they also had the intention of currying favor with Jia Jie, a master of refining. Everyone knows that if you have something to do with Master Jia Jie, the benefits are rolling in, and you can't count them

A true master of refining, especially a master who can refine spiritual treasures, his value cannot be assessed by anyone

There were also more than a dozen seventh-order spirits standing around them, and the stars and moons generally surrounded a few seniors in the middle, quietly listening to their speeches, and the right to speak.

Not far from them stood a dozen or so other seventh-order spirits, forming a small circle again. This small circle was quieter, and no one spoke. Their strength is not inferior to others, they are all seventh-order spirits, absolute elites. But the overall momentum is much worse. There seemed to be a faint resentment floating in the hands of this group of tall people with numb expressions. Because they are all slaves, slaves who have no freedom, and who will never come out of the world

Three of the slaves were more conspicuous. The first is the Frost Wolf King, who is handsome but has a big wolf head, he has the strength of the late seventh order, and he is the strongest in this group. A faint chill emanated from his body, making the people around him involuntarily stay away for a while.

The other two are mid-seventh order strengths. One is an old man with a habitual arch of his back, who is the jackal slave of the Qinghu family, who was transferred to the Yan clan by Qinglang before leaving. After all, he received another superb magic weapon from Jia Jie, and he also sent a spirit on behalf of the family to express his heart. The other is a big man with two feet tall and muscles, and his body is a King Kong giant ape, with infinite strength, and his body exudes a brutal aura. He had been staring at the Frost Wolf King viciously since he was on the road, his eyes were full of excited red light, and he seemed to want to rush forward to challenge him. It's just that the Frost Wolf King has been ignoring it, and he hasn't found a suitable opportunity to make a move, so he can only keep scratching his ears and cheeks, very distressed.

These two men are clearly the two extremes of all slaves, one has been a slave for thousands of years, and his nature has been completely replaced by servility exuding servility in his bones, a slave who is absolutely loyal to his master. The other is just strong-blooded, and he is still a "hairy boy" who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth.

They were the biggest harvest of Jia Jie's trip to the East Mountain, thirteen seventh-order slaves who belonged to all the Yan clan. These people are the true strength of the Yan Clan in the future

Not far behind these two groups of people stood hundreds of sixth-order spirits, all of whom belonged to different races, but shared the same tragic fate. Each of them has a trace of soul that is collected in the spirit bead in Jia Jie's "mustard seed bag", and whoever owns the spirit bead controls their fate. Unless the master is gracious after advancing to the seventh order, they will never come out

The three groups of people just stood quietly, occasionally looking at the scenery outside and Jia Jie who was standing still, and the feelings in their eyes were very complicated.

In half a day's effort, the shuttle-like magic weapon flew over countless mountains, and a full 200,000 miles of land was left behind by it. During this period, Jia Jie stopped twice, and successively received two hundred sixth-order demon beasts, and finally collected seven hundred. All transactions are completed.

Another half of the day passed, and Jia Jie waved at the thirteen seventh-order slaves who were standing still, motioning for them to step forward.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, did not dare to disobey, and slowly walked forward behind the Frost Wolf King and the Jackal Slave, who were in the lead.

They didn't know much about this new master, except for the title of refining master and the identity of the core member of the newly promoted first-class clan, the others could be said to know nothing. They don't have much sense of belonging to the Yan clan, and they don't have much resistance. Anyway, it's the same everywhere, a slave is a slave, and the identity can never be changed.

Jia Jie smiled disapprovingly, looking at the group of seventh-order slaves standing in front of him with numb faces, and sighed secretly in his heart. The seventh-order spirit was originally supposed to be an existence that was high above and looked up to by tens of millions of people, but now it can't even control its own destiny, and thousands of years of cultivation can only be used for profit for people who don't want to do it, and it feels sad to think about it.

Without the indomitable spirit of a cultivator, it would be difficult for them to make an inch of progress in their cultivation.

"All of you used to come from different families, and you used to belong to different forces, but for various reasons, your forces were defeated, so you inevitably became victims of the game of the upper echelons, and since then you have lost your freedom and become slaves to be slaughtered. ”

Jia Jie said slowly in a low voice.

"But it's not your fault, and it's not because you're incompetent. Being able to stand out from the thousands of sixth-order demon beasts and find a chance to successfully advance, none of them are mediocre people, you are essentially no different from me. ”

Some of the spirits had expressions of surprise on their numb faces, something like that had never been said before. The head of the King Kong giant ape, which had been raised high, also lowered a little, and there was a little more recognition in the eyes that looked at Jia Jie.

"But the truth is that you are slaves, and I am your master. You are my property, and all my decisions, you must carry out to the letter. I'm not happy, I can whip you to vent your frustration, you can only endure it. You have no freedom, even if you find a spouse and have children and grandchildren, you can only be a slave of my Yan clan for generations, I let you give birth to you, I let you die, you have to die, there is no room for resistance. Why is it that because you are only slaves, you are former losers, whether this failure is caused by yourself or not, the result cannot be changed"

The curiosity in the eyes of the spirits was shattered by Jia Jie's words, and some of the spirits whose self-esteem had not been completely wiped out felt greatly insulted, and they glared at Jia Jie angrily, and then were pulled by their kind companions, and then they woke up and quickly lowered their heads. The person in front of him didn't seem to be much stronger than himself, but he was the master, not to mention just two verbal insults, even if they wanted to fight or kill, they couldn't resist it.

The King Kong giant ape didn't care about this, his body swelled, and he threw himself at Jia Jie with a roar. The slaves panicked, fearing that Jajay would be hurt and angry with them. The strong men hired in the distance also shouted, and their bodies flew over in a flash, wanting to rescue Jia Jie. A golden light appeared in the eyes of many people, and the reward for rescuing Master Jia Jie must be at least two spiritual treasures

Only the Frost Wolf King and the Jackal Slave stood still, their eyes showing a hint of compassion.

Jia Jie silently stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the menacing King Kong giant ape that could pull out the mountain had been gently pressed to the ground by him, and his limbs were bounced and struggled hard. Jia Jie raised his foot and stepped lightly, and all resistance was immediately suppressed by unparalleled power.

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