The Altar of Life and Death is a place that ignores life but also changes fate, the rich are either richer or lose blood, and slaves are either liberated or reborn with lust.

Heavenly rank slaves, realm slaves, and great slaves, all of them.

Their lord is brought to the altar of life and death in a hundred battles, and through life and death until he wins a hundred games, he can get rid of his slave status and be recruited by the ten major mixed yuan forces in Zhongxing City, and his status is like flying from the abyss to the clouds, but once he loses within a hundred games, it means death.

In each life-and-death battle, the lords of both sides will bet against each other on the treasure resources that can be converted into specific mixed yuan gold coins, and the audience can also participate in the betting.

As a dealer, the Hundred Battles Altar of Life and Death has a 10% commission, and its ability to absorb gold is extremely terrifying, so it ranks in the top ten among the many industries in the huge Zhongxing City.

Not only that, but there is also a slave market, even if you are a garbage monk, as long as you pay enough mixed yuan gold coins, you can buy a great slave!

However, slaves who participate in the trade can only be traded before signing up for war, and if the first battle is started, his lord is forbidden to trade, and the end will either be killed in battle or won a hundred consecutive games, otherwise it will be regarded as breaking the rules by the altar of life and death.

It is worth mentioning that those slaves, some of the masters are very strong, but some of the masters are very weak, the first kind of masters are slaves who are collected by virtue of real combat power, and the second kind of masters may be equipped or bought by the family or may be the ones who saw the high qualifications when the slaves were weak, not only that, slaves, all belong to the life race with no status, and there is no background, the race has been invaded and fell, or from the big world and the destroyed mixed element forces, if not, a realm honor, the great lord has become a slave, and the strong man of the same fate species sees, Conflicts are inevitable.

The law of survival is the law of survival.

And on the scale of the Hundred Battles Altar of Life and Death, there are at least twenty of the five star regions, and there are countless small ones.

So much so that it gave birth to a profession, a slave trader, who resold slaves and then invaded the weak ethnic groups through powerful slaves, caught geniuses and strong slaves, and of course, occasionally stepped on hard stubble.

As long as it's done clean, plus you have connections, who can prove that your slave source is in violation?

The above side also turned a blind eye, too lazy to waste energy on tracking down for the weak, after all, ethnic wars are not uncommon, and they are not prohibited, unless they go too far and destroy the entire ethnic source area.

Zhao Fan is more disgusted with this kind of industry and slave traders, although he himself has carried out soul control over many monks, but there is a reason, if it is purely for profit to catch soul slaves, not only is it heinous, it is definitely not the pursuit of cultivation, otherwise, it will have a great impact on the state of mind, and it will be difficult to make substantial progress.

Next.

Zhao Fan appeared in front of the door of the Hundred Battles Altar of Life and Death.

According to the information provided by the Blue Supreme, this is a cave treasure, which does not look very big on the outside, but in fact, it is a hundred miles on the inside, divided into ten battlefields, in other words, there are ten pairs of slaves at the same time.

"How do you kill Ming Lang Dazun?"

Zhao Fan fell into contemplation, first of all, Ming Lang Dazun rarely leaves the Hundred Battles Altar of Life and Death, let alone half a year, it is enough to squat once in ten years and a hundred years, and basically stay in it to control the overall situation and participate in cultivation, this is the other party's cave treasure, and it is obviously not suitable for hands. Secondly, Ming Lang Dazun plays such a big role in the industry, and has a wide range of contacts, and there must be a lot of talisman treasures on his body, even if he can kill him in a head-to-head confrontation, the other party can rely on many treasures to support a strong hand.

I have to say that the second task is indeed not at the same level of difficulty as the first one.

Zhao Fan decided to go around in advance, so he spent a mixed yuan gold coin, exchanged for an admission ticket, and entered the door, with this, he could stay as a spectator on the ten battlefields for twelve hours, and the admission ticket would be automatically moved out when it was invalid.

……

Before you know it, the day is over.

Zhao Fan's expression came out with a complicated expression, he couldn't calm down for a long time, those slaves, the smiles of relief before being killed, vividly, not only that, but also took the initiative to sign a deed of sale for the sake of the clan, entered the altar of life and death in a hundred battles, and wanted to join the top ten mixed yuan forces in Zhongxing City by winning a hundred games in a row, but he died in battle, and he couldn't close his eyes when he fell, revealing a look of unwillingness and self-blame and guilt.

Every slave has a bunch of fetters, wives, children, parents, friends, and clansmen, but with the loss of their free body, they respect the Lord in their consciousness and have no qualifications to negotiate conditions.

The Lord and the audience, who made money, laughed and blossomed, and those who lost scolded at the dead body.

A stark contrast.

And the slave market, he also walked around, one by one, the Heavenly Steps, the Realm Venerable, and the Great Venerable, with godless eyes and reduced to the walking dead like the walking dead.

"This kind of industry shouldn't exist."

Zhao Fan's fists clenched slightly, and gradually loosened, the poor are alone, and the good are good for the world, and now he does not have the ability to make the slave's industrial chain completely disappear in this mixed world.

This was the first time he wanted to pursue power because of an unrelated person.

The next moment.

Zhao Fan escaped into the Honghuang Divine Mansion, and was about to ask Fuyue, Xiaoxiaoxian, and Pigu to give some suggestions on the task, when suddenly, as if he had been touched by something, he subconsciously closed his eyes and meditated, and in his mind, he couldn't help but imagine the scene when the Qing Supreme killed Fengzi and the entire clan through cause and effect.

Cause...... Fruit.

"Cause and effect!"

Zhao Fan pulled out the empty knife behind his back, floating in the void, slashing down one after another, and at the same time, he shook his head frequently, as if correcting, and said, "No...... Not so...... Still not right. ”

As the number of swings and denials increased, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the direction he wanted in his heart.

But the power of the sword is getting weaker and weaker!

And Fuyue, Xiaoxiaoxian, and Pigu stood in the distance and looked at this side, all puzzled.

"What did the little junior brother realize?"

"Why is the sword power I feel weakening all the time?"

"According to this trend, in the end, it is very likely that it will be cut with a knife, and even a piece of wood will not be able to be cut."

……

At this time.

The empty knife was also confused, and its voice entered Zhao Fan's consciousness, "Boy, what are you playing?" When people become enlightened, they are in the direction of strength, but the more you realize, the more you whirlwind, there is no point at all, and you waste this energy......"

Without waiting for it to finish, Zhao Fan snorted coldly: "Shut up." ”

"......" said darkly: "Okay, dare to be so fierce to me, when the chaos war is over, I will definitely not give you a chance!" ”

And Zhao Fan, in the three incomprehensible gazes in the distance, was still doing his own thing, following the guidance of his feelings.

And so it went on for ten days and ten nights!

"Yes, that's it!"

Finally, at this moment, Zhao Fan seemed to see the first ray of light after groping for endless years in the dark night, the law domain was detonated, the Dao pattern blessing was triggered, and he slashed the last knife at the void with all his means.

Where there is no sword, not to mention shaking the void, there is not even a floating dust that shakes, and there is no sword with the slightest power!

What can make the empty knife and Fuyue, Xiaoxiao Xian, and Pigu inexplicable, Zhao Fan opened his eyes while putting the knife into the sheath, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face, not only that, but he also took out a jar of famous wine outside the realm that was more expensive than the Great Venerable Treasure, raised it and drank it all, and then laughed loudly and said: "Happy!! ”

The height at which the Eternal Dao Tree grew during the enlightenment period was more than half of all the secret techniques of the past exercises, including the Nine Absolute Slashes of Destruction, combined.

In other words, it's two and a half times as much as before!

Zhao Fan casually threw the wine jar on the ground, looking at the immovable dust in the void, "This is my original knife technique, so I named it ...... Cause and effect slash. ”

Fu Yue, Xiao Xiaoxian, and Pi Gu flashed in front of Zhao Fan in an instant.

Fuyue asked, "Little junior brother, what have you realized in the past ten days?" It's really as I guessed, the last knife, I saw it clearly when you started, and it definitely used the detonation of the law domain and the blessing of the Dao pattern, which should have been a knife with extreme power, but it was strangely reduced to not even a trace of power. ”

"No, the power of that sword, without any weakening, still contains my ultimate power."

Zhao Fan said mysteriously: "However, apart from me, even if it is close, no one will be able to perceive it!! ”