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The war leader trembled and fell to the ground in a state of slump. The strong man stepped on the body of the battle leader, rose again, and continued to pounce towards the second life.

Seeing that the strong man could easily stun the battle leader, the second life immediately restrained the contempt in his heart, and he turned around and stared at the strong man coldly.

It was a middle-aged man who looked very ordinary, but was very majestic.

He threw himself into a catapult, and almost reached the top of the mountain where the second life was, before he froze his body, with a pair of tiger eyes wide open, staring at the second life with an imposing attitude and saying, "Presumably you are their master, I want to negotiate a deal with you."

"Deal? Do you deserve it" Don't look at the strong man who is already close to the second life, he still glanced at the other party with extreme disdain.

"How confident are you that you can leave unharmed?" With a flick of the long knife in the strong man's hand, a series of spirals of knife light were generated, and finally it turned into an enchantment formed by a blade, encircling the second life group in it.

The second life looked around with a cold gaze and said, "It's not bad, use the sword to vaporize the realm, but unfortunately this sword realm is full of flaws, and even my Yuan Shen momentum can't be broken."

As he spoke, his arm swept slightly, and then a large gray aura permeated out. Suddenly, the entire void was filled with cold air, and even the space took on a crystalline shape. Those sword lights that originally extended forward were frozen in an instant.

The strong man's stunned eyes stared at the blade in his hand, and he shook his wrist hard, and the entire long knife made a clicky sound. The sword light became sharper, and finally it almost entwined together, rolling like a snake.

However, no matter how sharp the sword light attacked, it was never able to attack the ice crystal.

Until the entire void was frozen, the strong man could only take back the long knife, and said to the second life, "Your Excellency is clever, and you are invincible in the next battle sword, I admit defeat."

The strong man took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the second life, saying, "This thing was found in Xia from a disciple of the Colorful Sect, hoping to exchange it for their lives."

The second life stared at the strong man, waved his arm to take the letter back, and after a few glances, he turned to the direction of the canyon and said, "If you really miss them, you will have to pay a higher price."

The strong man's face was embarrassed, and he thought for a while before replying, "You can pay millions of primordial stones and some eighth-order spirit grass."

Before he could finish speaking, he waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

"Submit to me, be a war slave for three years, and then you will be free" said the second life, staring at the strong man's cheek with cold eyes.

When the strong man heard this, his face became even more embarrassed, he shook the long knife in his hand hard, and wanted to rush up and kill desperately, but when he saw a cloud of ice crystals lingering next to the second life, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

He looked into the canyon, and at this time he saw that the brothers who had come out with him had now killed and wounded more than a hundred.

If those ghosts continue to eat, I am afraid that I and they will all be wiped out.

Thinking of this, the strong man waved his palm, the long knife was stuck in the ground, he knelt on one knee, hugged his fist and said, "The subordinates are willing to be war slaves, please let them go."

The second life's green gaze wandered on the strong man, and he suddenly slapped his palm, and a black aura rushed down, directly along the strong man's eyebrows.

At this time, the strong man's face was pale, his body was also trembling violently, although he was very afraid of the ghost thing that got into the center of his eyebrows, but he didn't have the courage to resist, until his consciousness body was generally occupied by the ghost thing, his pupils flickered a trace of coldness, he got up from the ground, and walked to the second life like a puppet and bowed down to obey the order.

The second life finger pressed the corner of his mouth and a whistling sound spread throughout the canyon, and then those Yin soldiers jumped back one after another, leaving less than three hundred frightened Venerables below. The second life stepped into the sky and fell into the canyon, and the strong man also fell to the ground with him.

The second life waved his finger at the strong man and said, "From now on, you are all his subordinates, called war slaves."

The strong man rushed in front of hundreds of Venerable Beings, stretched out his hands, and made a gesture that made them kneel.

Originally, he was the leader of these people, and many of them had begun to kneel on the ground under the double pressure of the dark ghosts and the leader. But there were still a few people who glared at the second life and said, "What did you do to the chief?" Our leader is a true warrior and will never succumb to your coercion as a slave."

The second life glanced at the person coldly, and waved lightly, only to see that the person's body was sucked out by a void force, and as his gesture slowly drifted into the air, under the terrifying gaze of the circle of people on the ground, the second life five fingers shook it hard, and heard the sound of the void Peng, and the person's flesh and blood body instantly shattered into a rain of blood and fell.

Seeing this scene, many Venerable Beings' eyes turned red, and although they were afraid of the dark ghost and the second life, they were not willing to be tortured and killed like ants.

Seeing that dozens of more Venerables rushed out, the strong man took a step forward, stretched out his hand to stop them, and said, "Brothers, listen to the next word, I was not forced by anyone, I am willing to be a war slave for three years, if there are brothers who are unwilling, you can leave, and you will not be forced to do so."

When the red-eyed Venerables rushed to the side of the strong man, they withdrew one after another. They looked at each other and hung their arms weakly for a long time.

Most people obviously accepted the reality, but there were still a dozen Venerable Ones who did not intend to compromise, and they left the battle formation and walked towards the outside of the canyon.

The yin ghosts on both sides of the mountain road were eager to pounce, but they were stopped by the strong man with his body. He had the aura of dark ghosts on his body at this time, and those dark ghosts naturally would not take the initiative to attack him, and finally under his block, those people walked out of the canyon.

When the strong man returned to the same place, he found that his subordinates had already been wrapped in countless dark ghosts, they did not resist, let those ghosts shuttle on them, and finally their consciousness was also occupied by dark ghosts, they stood up numbly, walked behind the strong man, and looked ahead with dull eyes.

The second life paced down the hill, stood in front of the strong man, shook his hand vigorously, and a black qi filled their bodies, and then these people were brought back to the dark dimension by the second life.

Walking to the Yin Spring, the second order ordered the strong man and a group of war slaves to jump into the Yin Spring and soak in it.

The second life is to carve all kinds of Yin Spirit Runes on the shore, waiting for them to be turned into a powerful war slave seal at the moment they come out.

Each of these people has an innate divine slave mark on their bodies, which is rare, and only after being punished by the ancient gods, the servants who have been branded and punished by the gods in the era will have it.

These Divine Slave Seals are terrifying prohibitions for them, and for tens of thousands of years, they have been suffering the punishment of the Divine Slave Seals every moment. This makes the Divine Slave Clan very desperate, so the Divine Slave Clan is almost all people who do not participate in the world, and they belong to the most secret group in the Void.

Although they are small in number and are not good at fighting with other races, no big family dares to underestimate them.

The powerful spells passed down from the era of the Divine Slave Clan were so powerful that even the Nine Great Elders of the current world did not dare to provoke them easily.

The other big families stayed away, which made the Shennu clan very secretive, and they rarely heard their legends in the Taxu Continent.

So much so that when the group of Shennu was discovered, neither the macaque nor the prisoner recognized the true identities of these people.

But the second life was very clear about the origin of these people, he stared at the neck of one of them, his fingers quickly carved, a trace of cold breath shuttled back and forth, and finally formed a mark, completely covering the innate inheritance of the divine slave mark.

Second Life stared at the slave mark that had gradually turned black, and nodded slightly. At this time, the macaque said with a smiling face, "Master, why bother refining these war slaves? Even if they are fused with the dark ghosts, they are no match for the poisonous corpses, we already have the poisonous corpse army, as long as we feed them all to the poisonous corpses, won't we make the combat power go to the next level."

The second life's cold gaze swept over him and said, "These war slaves are indeed not the opponents of the poisonous corpse, but they have the divine slave seal, as long as I master these divine slave seals, I can form an ancient slave seal array, and then I can summon the slave gods to come out to fight."

When the macaque heard this, he immediately looked at the necks of those people curiously, and sure enough, there was a divine slave mark on the back of each of them's necks.

Macaques can sense the terrifying power hidden behind that divine seal. At this moment, the second life approached step by step, grabbed the macaque's arm, stared at the demon pattern on it, and said, "If it weren't for the fact that your demon slave seal had been broken, you could also open the demon god summoning."

Hearing this, the macaque suddenly stared at the second life with a confused expression, I don't know why, in the past few days, he felt that the master seemed to have changed a lot, especially that he could easily crack many ancient god arrays. Those were all traps carefully set up by the Colorful Sect to trap the people who came, but they were broken with a wave of the second life.

Recalling the image of a few months ago, the second life was still trapped by some ancient formations for a few days, it felt incredible. Now the second life has easily cracked the god slave seal, and can also recognize the texture of the demon mark on his arm. This is a secret between him and the demon god, and no third person will know about it.

The second life did not answer the macaque's doubts, he just continued to carve the Divine Slave Seal, until all the Divine Slaves on the neck of the war slaves were re-refined into the Dark Slave Seal, and then he turned around and walked to another dimension with satisfaction.

There were two huge stone pillars, and on the ground were bubbling corroded water.

On the top of the two stone pillars, two people were tied to each other, one was the clover wood essence body, and the other was the red-haired demon lord, and they were covered by countless poisonous insects, corpse insects, and dark elves, and those things were constantly devouring the blood essence and secret knowledge that overflowed from their bodies.

The second life stepped in front of the stone pillar, swept his cold gaze, and immediately saw the demon king's blood-red pupils.

He trembled his arm, raised a finger and pointed at the second life, and said weakly, "Boy, you have a kind of killing Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will never let you go."

The Second Life ignored him, and stepped through the stone pillars to the surreal tower looming in the fog behind them.

Second Life's eyes were a little foggy, recalling the time when he had once again hit the fourth floor of the Surreal Tower a few days ago.

The Tower of Surreality is divided into nine floors, and there are doors from the first to the third floor, but since the fourth floor, the tower door has disappeared, and the second life can only climb down the spiral staircase of the third floor to the beams and pillars of the fourth floor, and then drill down an extremely narrow gap.

"What happened?" Old Xiao Tou and the Maiden stared at the holy maiden with very concerned eyes. When he rushed into the canyon, the second girl was already unconscious, and he could only carry them back to the Sifang Clan with the charm girl, where Lao Xiao Tou could heal them with peace of mind.

The saint was still awake, and she vomited two more mouthfuls of blood, and they were very anxious.

It's a pity that the cultivation of the two of them is far inferior to that of the Holy Maiden, and their own Dao Law can't even break through her Kaixuan defense, let alone heal her injuries by inputting the power of Dao Law for her.

But Lao Xiao Tou still fed her the Great White Spirit Liquid. After that, they could only stay by the saint's side and wait for the result

After a few hours, the saint slowly opened her eyes, and her originally pale and bloodless cheeks also showed a hint of red.

The saint coughed a few times, and there seemed to be a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, but she had not vomited blood like she had just done.

The holy maiden's jade arm supported her body slightly, and her sick face still couldn't cover her earthly holy temperament. Her eyes wandered around, as if she was looking for something, but her eyes were not focused, and finally her eyes focused on the waist of a soldier, raised her finger, and said weakly, "Quick, bring it to me."

Old Xiao Tou looked curiously in the direction of the Holy Maiden's finger, and saw a dagger on the belt of the Quartet Clan's soldiers.

Under the fiery gaze of Lao Xiaotou, the Holy Maiden and others, the soldier immediately untied the dagger and placed it in the palm of the Holy Maiden's hand very carefully.

As soon as the saint took the dagger, she swung her palm and slashed at her arm, and then a trace of bright red blood spurted out.

Seeing this situation, Lao Xiao Tou was horrified and wanted to step forward to stop her self-harm. But at this moment, the holy woman waved the dagger in her hand violently and threatened, "Don't come, take a step closer, and I will kill you immediately."

Old Xiao Tou and the charm girl looked at each other, and they really couldn't figure out what the saint had been stimulated and why her temperament had changed so much after waking up.

Faced with such a persistent attitude of the saint, they could only stop, stand in place and watch the saint harm herself.

Fortunately, the wound on the saint's arm was not large, and the blood flowed for a while, and then it began to slowly scab over and no longer flowed out.

The saintess swung her dagger again, and slashed it again at the edge of the knife before.

Suddenly bright red blood splattered out, and this time the plasma almost rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, there was a large pool of blood on the ground.

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