The idea is not only circulating in the hearts of the masters of the Immortal Realm, but also in the hearts of many warriors on the Stygian Sea Boat.

Compared to their shock, Leng Qiu didn't care at all, and didn't pay attention to the idea of ascending the Immortal Realm master at all.

His eyes fell on more than two hundred Quadrupolar Dragon Realm masters, and he said lightly:

"I said that you must accept my slave seal, without negotiation. From now on, you will all have your own thoughts, but my orders must be respected, and you must not disobey them, otherwise you will die a miserable death!"

The voice came out, and everyone's eyes on the scene were focused on Leng Qiu, full of disbelief.

I can't imagine how he did it.

Enslave a few hundred people, how powerful is it?

However, since he is willing to get on the ship, in order to survive, even if he lets them be dogs, he can only agree at this moment.

What's more, it's just a slave seal.

On both sides of life and death, do you still need to choose?

You have to survive!

Otherwise, cultivating to such a high realm is just to send you to death?

I feel aggrieved when I think about it!

"I'm willing to obey the dispatch, whether it's a cow or a horse, it's as good as a meal!"

A few people spoke directly and agreed to Leng Qiu's request.

Among them, there were also those who were not convinced, their mouths were tightly closed, with helplessness and despair in their eyes, looking at Leng Qiu and speechless.

Anytime, people have to do something against their will for the sake of their lives.

Just like at this moment, even if it is an iron-blooded tough guy and a chaste martyr, if she doesn't want to live, she won't get on the boat.

Getting on the boat means accepting all the requirements of Leng Qiu.

Even if a million people disagree in their hearts, they have to accept it in the end.

The voice gradually followed: "I'm waiting, I'm willing to obey the dispatch, be a cow and a horse, and be as happy as a meal!"

In the end, it is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people are conforming.

Some people close their eyes, some burst into tears, and some cry silently.

All ambitions, ideals and feelings have dissipated because of becoming a slave of the cold autumn.

Remorse?

Loss?

Helpless!

All kinds of moods, because of a bow of the head, mixed in the heart.

Lu Heming empathizes, Cuihua and others think about the past, and they have relatives.

However, I have to say that Leng Qiu, the master, is good, and he doesn't have any excessive requirements because of the slave.

Not only did they not, but they also gave them pills to improve their strength, which is commendable.

It's good to change the owner and not squeeze their potential.

Yin Miaoyi has been by Leng Qiu's side for the longest time, witnessing the appearance of one slave after another, and feeling that his strength has grown too fast.

From the first one to the more than two hundred now, all of them are in the Quadrupolar Dragon Realm, which is already even stronger than their Heavenly Demon Sect.

The third-order sect does not have so many masters at all, not to mention that he himself has killed the Ascending Immortal Realm.

She has ideas, Ye Feihua, Xiaoyaochen and others also have ideas.

From being alone and taking Qi Sheng and Hong Ling into the Snake Emperor Valley, to now he has a cloud of masters, and his power has increased several times.

Perhaps there is a place for him in the future, comparable to the Dark Temple.

The eyes of the Netherchild shimmered with infinite essence.

From the first battle to the current side by side, the change is huge.

Similarly, the gap in strength is getting bigger and bigger, which makes her unacceptable.

"Raise your head for me!

Just when everyone had something in their hearts, Leng Qiu suddenly shouted.

All the warriors at the scene couldn't help but look over, wanting to see what the slave seal was.

You know, many people have never heard of the slave seal, let alone know what it is.

The moment the two hundred and thirty-six people on the ground raised their heads, they saw that the Flying Snow Frost Sword in Leng Qiu's hand instantly turned into a series of sword rays, instantly piercing into their foreheads.

You must know that they are all elites of the Quadrupolar Dragon Realm, and their strength is super strong. Even if he is injured, he should kill the Eight Palace Realm in seconds.

However, under his sword moves, he couldn't even dodge, and he was hit in the forehead.

No more, no less, an inch deeper, straight in front of the soul.

At this moment, seeing Leng Qiu's left hand shaking, a golden word "slave" suddenly appeared, rushing towards everyone.

And follow the sword ray, into their minds.

Almost at this moment, Leng Qiu's figure appeared in their souls, instantly growing to the limit, filling their entire minds.

Not only that, but they felt that something was entangled in their souls, and even though there was only a trace of it, they could clearly feel it.

After all, they were all in the late stage of the Quadruple Polarization Dragon Realm, and they had developed the power of their divine souls, and they had already been able to gain insight into the changes in them.

Anyone can feel it.

At this point, Leng Qiu withdrew his sword, and the golden silk thread in his left hand disappeared.

The body is standing still, but the mind is constantly circling, what is the use of so many slaves.

Soldiers are expensive, but not many!

However, a group of quadrupolar dragon realm elites is at least stronger than the Eight Palace Realm!

But compared with the Ascending Wonderland, it seems to be a little worse.

I couldn't help but look up at the twenty-five immortal realms chasing in the sky, and an evil smile appeared on my face.

As long as there is one, it is stronger than the shrimp soldiers and shrimp in front of you.

More than 230 masters lying on the ground, who were seriously injured, involuntarily knelt on the ground at this moment, kowtowed and shouted:

"Meet the master!"

Even if they were seriously injured, even if they were exhausted, they still couldn't stop the effect of their spirits, and they fell to their knees.

The sound was loud and shook the whole ship.

The faces of the many warriors in the cabin are as ugly as they are.

Leng Qiu has subdued so many masters, and he will definitely dominate the world in the future, what about them?

You know, who didn't covet his elixir, but someone was too out of the way and died. They are relatively forbearing, they are still alive, what about the future?

Perhaps, you can't escape the end of becoming a subordinate!

As for Ling Yun and the others, they suddenly felt that the pressure on their shoulders had increased.

They may still be talented and strong, but in the face of these strong people, their combat effectiveness may not be the strongest.

It's too competitive.

But fortunately, after all, they are the chosen ones, and their resources will definitely be tilted.

Everyone has their own calculations in their hearts, and when their eyes fell on Leng Qiu, they saw him looking up at the sky.

Most people are inexplicable, but Lingyun boldly said:

"Master, do you want to ascend to the fairyland as a slave?"

Following his line of sight, he could see five masters floating in the air.

As soon as she said it, she felt that what she said was too absurd.

In the fairy land, there are a few people who are willing to become slaves, at most they make a painstaking oath and become offerings.

Leng Qiu's idea is impossible to realize.

The rest of the people also felt that her question was too whimsical and purely nonsense.

However, they heard Leng Qiu's faint reply:

"Yes, I'm thinking, as long as there is one Ascending Immortal Realm slave, it is better than these two hundred slaves!"

He really wanted to!

The scene was shocked in an instant, and I was speechless.

I wanted to say that he was whimsical, but when I thought of what I had seen and heard along the way, it seemed to be reasonable.