The Blood Trace Venerable looked at the jujube core, and instead of being afraid and angry, there was a sense of excitement in his eyes. Su Qingyan's eyebrows jumped a few times, but he was just here to participate in a fight, how could he meet such a madman.

"Please also ask the master for advice. ”

"This transparent one is a strange poison drunk and forgetful of one's homeland, and the one in the middle is a strange poisonous wood and flowers! It's too late for you to regret it now!"

Everyone looked at the two people in the arena with strange expressions, it was the first time they had seen this situation, one wanted to be a slave under someone else, and the other was unwilling to have it. Everyone felt a pity in their hearts, they knew that the Blood Trace Venerable was such a madman, and they would fight to the death, if there was such a willing slave as the Blood Trace Venerable, I don't know how much easier it would be to walk in the future.

"My subordinates will never regret it!"

The unwavering words almost made Su Qingyan's calm face break the gong, and it was easy to suppress the thought of beating the Blood Trace Venerable, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed the jujube core into the Blood Trace Venerable's body. The Blood Trace Venerable felt the prohibition that had not entered his body, and his brows couldn't help but furrow strangely.

Su Qingyan didn't bother to look at him, and turned his head straight to see it. Seeing this, the Blood Trace Venerable hurriedly followed, respectfully following behind Su Qingyan without even raising his head. Su Qingyan easily resisted the urge to drive him out, and pretended to be calm and walked into the private room.

The ethereal fairy, who was stimulated by Zhang Yirou but was reluctant to give up the treasure, looked at Su Qingyan's eyes and almost burst into flames. Su Qingyan didn't bother to meet her in general, but the Blood Trace Venerable who followed behind Su Qingyan glanced coldly at the Ethereal Fairy.

The ethereal fairy shuddered and was startled, and then remembered that this blood trace venerable who recognized the master was not a good stubble. Thinking of the bloodthirsty and crazy appearance when she had done it with Su Qingyan before, the ethereal fairy hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to provoke Su Qingyan again.

However, the ethereal fairy doesn't have the courage, but it doesn't mean that others don't have it, Yan Lingkong glanced at Su Qingyan coldly: "Fairy Su is really a good means, good luck, it really impresses Yan." ”

"Yan Daoyou is polite, although the little woman's luck is good, but it is not as good as Yan Daoyou. The game of death actually made Daoyou a blessing in disguise!"

Everyone listened inexplicably, not knowing what Su Qingyan said about the death-bound situation, but Yan Lingkong knew that Su Qingyan was talking about the Demon Beast Continent. As soon as he thought of this, Yan Lingkong felt a little angry, I really don't know if he owed Su Qingyan in his previous life, as if as soon as he had a place to live, he would be ruined by this Su Fairy coming to the door.

"The fairy is polite, it's just a little luck in the next place, where can it compare to the fairy. ”

The two of them were vain, and the Blood Trace Venerable was so impatient, a pair of blood-colored eagle eyes stared at Yan Lingkong unkindly, and he didn't ignore the unkind aura emanating from Yan Lingkong's body. This undisguised murderous aura made Yan Lingkong, who had always been calm, a little strange, and faintly suspected that this Blood Trace Venerable had either been attached to Su Qingyan a long time ago, or he was a madman.

On the other side, in the private room dedicated to the city lord, Zhang City Lord looked fixedly at the empty arena, and still recalled the picture just now in his mind: "Xie Dujing, Xie Dujing......"

"City Lord, is there something wrong?"

Beside City Lord Zhang, the one-yuan infant monk asked respectfully. City Lord Zhang subconsciously shook his head, and the Yuanying Monk retreated to the side with some confusion, and before he could stand firmly, he suddenly heard a sound of slapping the table: "Xie Dujing!!"

Monk Yuanying looked at the city lord Zhang who was a little out of shape in surprise, and the city lord Zhang was full of envy: "I didn't expect to meet the Xie family monk here, but it's a pity that the old man didn't have that blessing, and he missed the opportunity......"

Hearing City Lord Zhang's words, Yuanying Monk was even more confused: "City Lord, what are you talking about? What kind of opportunity? Could it be that the City Lord also wants to accept the Blood Trace Venerable? The subordinates see that the Blood Trace Venerable is not like a good stubble, who knows what he has in mind when he recognizes the Lord?"

City Lord Zhang didn't take Yuanying Monk's rudeness to heart, but instead took a sip of tea: "You, you're still too tender, you haven't even heard of the Xie family." ”

"Burning Realm?!That place really exists?!" Yuanying Monk looked at City Lord Zhang in surprise.

City Lord Zhang nodded: "Since there are so many jade slips that are mentioned, naturally they exist, but this realm is quite mysterious, so few people have been to this realm, and even this seat is the first time to see the Burning Realm monk." ”

There are a variety of strange interfaces in the world of cultivating immortals, in addition to a few larger interfaces in the human world, the spirit world, the demon world, and the ghost world, there are also countless small interfaces. The races that live in these interfaces are completely different from those of several realms, and their habits are also very different, and the scorching realm is one of the most special interfaces.

The reason why the scorching world is called the scorching world is because of the extremely hot temperature in it, standing in the scorching world is like being in a blazing fire. In such a difficult environment, there are naturally not many creatures surviving, and among these few creatures, there are actually a few monks.

It's just that these monks are very different from the spiritual monks of the human world, they were born to serve others. For some reason, once the cultivators of the Burning Realm have cultivated to a certain level, they will be driven out of the Burning Realm and go to other interfaces to find their masters.

The monks of the scorching world have many terrifying methods and profound cultivation, but the strange thing is that they are extremely loyal, I don't know if it is related to the education they received since childhood, once they recognize the master, they will obey the master's orders and never abandon them. With such a strange interface, it was naturally coveted by many monks.

What monk doesn't want to have a loyal and powerful group of men? It's a pity that although the monks of the Burning World are loyal to their masters after choosing their masters, they have a considerable degree of freedom before choosing their masters, and no one can force them to recognize their masters, otherwise they will be dead.

Some monks even thought of threatening them with their relatives and friends, but these people didn't care at all, as if those who were kidnapped were not their own relatives, but something insignificant. After coming and going, these monks who threatened the Burning Realm Monks, instead of getting any benefits, were killed by the fierce and incomparable Burning Monks and suffered heavy losses, but no one dared to hit the attention of the Burning Realm Monks.

"Is there really such a strange race in this world?" Brother Yuanying looked incredulous, "It's really strange, how can anyone willingly give up their freedom and want to be someone else's slave?!"

City Lord Zhang smiled faintly: "Isn't that Blood Trace Venerable?"

Yuanying Monk was dumbfounded for a while, and then he said, "Then don't these Burning Realm Monks violate the rules of the Burning Realm?"

"If they don't meet someone else they are comfortable with, they'll always be free. But if you encounter it, no matter what kind of cultivation you do, you will willingly become someone else's slave. ”

There is still a word that City Lord Zhang has not yet spoken, that is, the monks who really stood at the peak of the spirit realm in ancient times, and most of them have such fierce scorching monks around him.

"The subordinates still don't understand ......"

Yuanying Monk couldn't understand how to cultivate just to one day be able to stand on the fixed point of the world without all constraints and soar freely?

City Lord Zhang couldn't help laughing: "This seat is now under attack, maybe you will be forced to leave this city soon, what will you do?"

"The city lord has a great favor to his subordinates, and his subordinates will swear to follow the city lord to the death!" "Yuanying Monk didn't know why City Lord Zhang suddenly changed the topic, but he still replied to City Lord Zhang's words very solemnly.

"You still have a great future, so why bother?" said Zhang Cheng Lord, meaningfully.

Yuanying Monk is not a stupid person, but he suddenly got into the tip of the horns, and at this time, after listening to Zhang Cheng Lord's slight mention, he immediately understood what Zhang Cheng Lord's meant: "City Lord is saying that everyone will have their own willing followers, but the reasons and methods for following are different?"

City Lord Zhang nodded approvingly: "The way for the Burning Realm Monks to express their followers is to recognize them as the Lord, and the object of their sincere convincing is the powerful Monk. Come to think of it, this is also not unrelated to the fierce way of survival. ”

Yuanying Monk nodded a little knowingly, but his eyebrows still didn't approve of it, but after all, he didn't grow up in that kind of environment, and it was not unusual for him not to fully understand their behavior.

There are no longer a few monks who recognize the identity of the Blood Trace Venerable, but they have no other choice but jealousy. After all, the Burning Realm Cultivators are famous for their loyalty, once they recognize the Lord, there will be no change, even if they rush out now and beat the Blood Trace Venerable severely, the Blood Trace Venerable will not change their recognition of them as the master.

However, Su was light-faced and full of irritability. She has been in the spirit world for a short time, and she has spent most of her time on comprehending Dao thoughts, where do she know anything about the world. It's just that she is not a person who loves to kill, so she was forced to accept the Blood Trace Venerable. Even though he is someone else's master, Su Qingyan still has a sense of grievance.

Of course, this kind of grievance cannot be shown in front of others. Accepting a monk as a slave for no reason is already a very jealous thing, and if he shows any dissatisfaction, isn't it just to attract people's jealousy.

"Ethereal senior, please!"

Just as the atmosphere in the private room was delicate, the entry of the One Yuan Infant Monk broke the awkward atmosphere. The ethereal fairy's face changed, and she walked in the direction of the arena. Because he is the last of the early monks, there is no need to guess, and the ethereal fairy also knows who his opponent is.

In the middle of the arena, a big fat man who looked extremely kind stood on it with a smile. The ethereal fairy frowned, this big fat man who was not good-looking, but he was one of the famous six murderers of poverty. Although his cultivation was the lowest compared to the other four early monks, he was also the most tricky of the five, because behind him stood five mid-stage monks. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to readnovel. com) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. readnovel。 com read. )