The Divine Energy Realm is strictly hierarchical, according to the bloodline, Origin, can be roughly divided into three major ethnic groups, the first class can be called the god race; the second class is for the lower realm of the ascending people, cultivated to reach the god king realm above, can also be barely called the god race or the second class god race, other lower realm ascenders, can only be called god slaves; the third class of the lowest level, almost equivalent to the ordinary people of the lower realm, these people have mediocre blood, it is impossible to advance to the god general realm, it is difficult to advance to the level of the Yuan Wu Saint realm, such a group of people, called the blood slave, which means that they are even lower than the god slave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the inhabitants around the Dugong Sea are blood slaves, and there are also some Nether Divine Slaves who can't bear the enslavement of the Protoss and have fled here. In such resource-poor places, even their masters were reluctant to bother to track down lost slaves, so the places where the Dirty Blood Slaves gathered in these places, whether they were Dirty Blood Slaves or Divine Slaves, naturally no one cared about their lives or deaths.

The red-faced man and the fat gao, as well as the white skin that is dead and can no longer die, the three brothers have wandered around the Dugong Sea for many years, living a life of oppression and goodness. With their brothers' cultivation, they have always been kings and hegemons in the Dugong Sea area, and they have never encountered opponents at all, and the three of them are all in blood debts, and any one of them is innocent.

The white skin is dead, and the red-faced man and the fat Gao will naturally not sit still. They heard Bian Qing's words, and knew that Bian Qing had no intention of letting the two of them go, so they immediately turned hideous. The red-faced man held the god axe, and the fat Gao wielded the pure gold spoon, each using his strongest skills, and rushed towards Bian Qing, who seemed to be unprepared.

If it is in the secular realm, the artifacts of the two god generals realm are enough to shatter the world, but this is the divine energy realm, although the strength of the two is good, they can't break the power of the rules. The rules of each realm, the influence of the martial artist on the outside world, the higher the level of the realm, the stronger the constraints and restrictions of the rules, only the real strong can not be restricted by the rules of the Dao, and its supernatural power is naturally not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

The Divine General Realm has only touched the skin of the power of the rules, and naturally has no ability to break the shackles of the rules of the Divine Energy Realm. Even so, the red-faced man's god general giant axe has reached the level of supernatural power, and the fat gold spoon is even more exquisite, and his fat body is even more unstoppable, if it weren't for Bian Qing is demon body, he really can't compete with this fat guy.

"There are some ways to do it, no wonder you two dare to act wantonly in the Dugong Sea! Don't say that I won't give you a chance, if you can hold out under my magic knife for a hundred rounds, I will let you two go and never break your word!"

Bian Qing hadn't done anything for more than half a year, and these days, in addition to trying to repair the Dan Yuan Qi Sea every day, the rest of the time was spent cutting the Anshen seaweed and weaving various items. It was through these meticulous weaving training that Bian Qing successfully overcame the discomfort of the divine energy realm.

Nether martial artists who have just advanced to the upper realm usually fly to the ascending platform, where there are special protoss guards who are responsible for collecting, registering, and assigning these nether warriors to various families.

Under normal circumstances, the ascended people in the lower realm could not immediately adapt to the power of heaven and earth in the divine energy realm, the rules of the secular world were inferior and fragile, but the divine energy realm was a hundred or a thousand times that of the secular world, and in some places even tens of thousands of times. Those who come to the Divine Energy Realm can only gradually adapt to everything in the Divine Energy Realm for a few years or decades, and at this time, they can cultivate normally. This is also an important reason why the ascenders of the lower realm are often adopted as slaves as soon as they come to the upper realm.

Bian Qing's physique is already special, and the exercises he cultivates are the most advanced mystical exercises in the Xiaohan Star Domain, although his Dan Yuan can't operate, but it is faster than ordinary Nether Realm Ascendants, and he adapts to it many times faster. By the time his soul body awakened in two months, he had already adapted to the power of the rules of the Divine Energy Realm, so that he was able to use the power of the black blood scimitar to cut out the calming seaweed, which was thinner than a hair, and used it to weave it into a unique calming curtain in the world.

Bian Qing has always been fond of martial arts, in addition to weaving for most of the year, it has long made him itchy hands and feet, although the cultivation of the two people in front of him is lower than himself, the actual combat experience and strength are really good, and immediately aroused his interest, although he can clean up the two of them in dozens of rounds, but he still relaxes to a hundred moves, just want to fight with the two for a while.

When the red-faced man and the fat gao heard that they could survive by insisting on a hundred moves, their eyes were suddenly blood-red, and they all roared angrily, neither of them dared to hide their secrets, so they almost burned their blood in order to improve even a little bit of strength.

"It should have been like this a long time ago, if you had shown this spirit earlier, I really wouldn't have been willing to kill you! hehe-"

Bian Qing's knife momentum changed, and the black blood scimitar suddenly spit out a strange cold glow, which was black and red, and shiny in red, like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and only in an instant the red-faced man and the fat gao were surrounded in a halo.

The red-faced man and the fat man screamed miserably, those weird cold rays, they couldn't resolve them at all, and they couldn't dodge them, so they could only let the sword light and sword shadow slash on their bodies. Suddenly, the bodies of the two were cut out of a circle of blood grooves, almost cutting off the bones of the two of them.

The red-faced man and the fat Gao secretly rejoiced, and the two of them knew in their hearts that if the guy who called himself the Demon Knife Fengqing just now had a little more strength, the two brothers would have become ghosts under the knife, and it would be impossible for them to have their lives left.

"Hehe, it's already eighty-seven moves, and there are thirteen moves, you have to use some heart!"

Bian Qing was extremely satisfied with the magic power just now, which was his perception of repeatedly using the black blood scimitar, in the scimitar knife momentum, infiltrated into his most handy sword intent, this style of magic power can be called a sword-shaped sword shadow, neither a sword, nor a sword realm, it is completely Bian Qing's exclusive martial arts perception.

"Twelve, Eleven......"

Bian Qing adjusted the sword-shaped sword shadow in a flash, constantly trying to control this type of supernatural power, the red-faced man and the fat Gao were injured and injured, but they waved their blades frantically, Bian Qing reported a number every time, the two of them had to fight back wildly, and in the end, the two of them did not hesitate to burn most of their souls, and finally heard Bian Qing report the last number,

"One, this is the hundredth move!"

When the red-faced man and the fat man heard the number one hundred, they couldn't support it anymore, and the two of them collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Hehe, since you really lasted a hundred rounds, I'll spare you. I hope you will change your ways to be good in the future, and don't go around doing evil?!"

Bian Qing smiled slightly, put away the black blood scimitar with a breezy face, and dropped such a sentence, he really didn't kill the two of them, and walked all the way.

"Ah, why don't you kill us, just kill us—"

The red-faced man and the fat gao originally escaped death, and they were about to smile, but suddenly the two of them came back to their senses, although they survived a hundred moves, they burned out most of the demigods, and dispersed most of their cultivation, with the current strength of the two of them, even the Yuanwu Emperor realm could not be beaten. Not only that, but I don't know what the reason is, this kind of regression in cultivation is irreversible. This means that the red-faced man and the fat gao will lose their status as gods from now on and become the lowliest blood slaves.