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On the battlefield of the Heavenly Demons, under the three huge statues of the ancestors, the disciples of the three sects were in danger like frightened birds and lost dogs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info//Fast update//They saw that the senior brothers and disciples around them were grabbed by the big ink-colored hands that fell from the sky, not to become disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but to become slaves.

"Sword Slave", "Medicine Slave", "Dannu", "Flower Slave", ..........

Every time a tower lights up and a phantom appears, there will be one or more fewer disciples in the three sect camps. The three sect masters were powerless, and the elders of the three sects couldn't do anything.

Because each tower represents a true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the cultivation momentum they reveal clearly tells everyone that they are all god-transforming cultivators.

This is the super power that deters the entire Zhongzhou Continent, the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Sect, any true disciple, cultivation is the realm of transforming gods. Moreover, it is not a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of the gods like the sect masters of the three sects, and the aura coming from many towers exceeds that of the three sect masters. This was also the reason why the Three Sect Masters and the Yuan Infant Elders couldn't even move, because they were trapped by the momentum of at least a dozen Transformation Cultivators.

In the past thousands of years, in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the disciples of the three sects were synonymous with genius, acting domineering and unscrupulous. No one would have imagined that there would be such a scene today. Those disciples of the three sects with outstanding qualifications and excellent spiritual roots, in front of that earth-shattering battleship, in front of that tower, and in front of that venerable phantom, they became fish and meat to be slaughtered, like pigs, being ingested at will, and being slaves and servants.

Such a huge gap is not something that anyone can bear. In the three sect camps, many disciples were already on the verge of collapse, especially those disciples with excellent spiritual root qualifications, who were even more terrified to the extreme, for fear that those ink-colored big hands would fall on top of their heads.

I don't know how long it took, the three sect camps finally quieted down, and after a long time, no inky big hand came down. It seems to be over, the slave arrest conference, it's over.

On the battleship, the Hundred Poison Sect Master and the Phantom Sect Master, who were still awake, as well as a group of Yuanying Elders, looked at their disciples with eyes that didn't know whether to be resentful or humiliated. Originally, each of the three sects had hundreds of disciples, all of whom were disciples with excellent cultivation and excellent spiritual root qualifications, and the sect masters of the three sects also hoped that after returning to the Heavenly Demon Sect, they could use these disciples to condense into a force, so that the three sects, which were outsiders, would not be bullied.

But I didn't expect such an encounter. The disciples of the three sects, all those with excellent qualifications for spiritual roots, or in other words, those with medium-grade mutated spiritual roots and high-grade spiritual roots, almost none of them were missed, and all of them were arrested by those true disciples.

It's a disaster, a disaster comparable to the catastrophe of the extinction of the sect. From now on, it may be said that the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, the Hundred Poisons Sect, and the Phantom Sect no longer exist.

"The patriarch is above, I'm waiting....... I'm a sinner!"

The Hundred Poisons Sect Master was a middle-aged scribe with a beautiful face, but at this time, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were dull looking at the remaining disciples in the Hundred Poisons Sect camp. The Phantom Sect Master stood on one side, the charming aura on his body was long gone, and his pretty face didn't know how strong the evil aura was, and his eyes were full of resentment and resentment. Behind the two of them, the faces of the Yuanying elders were extremely complicated, and most of them were the same as the two sect masters, remorseful and res.......entful.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is not a third-rate sect, it is a super force that threatens the entire Zhongzhou Continent, you are just the descendants of outcasts, if it weren't for the meritorious service of the Heavenly Demon Domain, it would be impossible for the above to let you return to the Heavenly Demon Sect. This is already a great grace, you should cultivate with peace of mind after returning to the sect, and after you have achieved something, you can repay the sect."

"As for those disciples, when you go back, you will know that it is their blessing to be able to become the slaves of my Heavenly Demon Sect's true disciples. ”

At some point, the Ink Sky Elder turned his body to face everyone, and his handsome face was full of arrogance. His ability to speak to all is a blessing to all and a charity to all. The momentum exuded from his body was still so domineering, making everything fall into a wordless stillness, this was a powerhouse who returned to the void, a peerless demon cultivator.

After speaking to everyone, the Ink Sky Elder turned around and said lightly:

"You are the true disciples of this sect, what is the purpose of what you have just done, Elder Ben knows very well. For the sake of the people behind you, Elder Ben can not care about it, but after all, these people have contributed to the small world outside the territory, thanks to this sect. When you go back, don't be them. ”

The towers were silent for a moment, and then thoughts of compromise came from them. Sensing these thoughts, the Ink Sky Elder showed a look on his face that seemed to be a smile rather than a smile, but it was not because he had defended the people of the Three Sects, but because his elder's authority was recognized, that kind of proud smile.

Nodding with satisfaction, Elder Mokong was about to turn around when the word "Hui Zong" came out of his mouth. But at this moment, a charming and enchanting voice with an incomparably pure aura suddenly sounded.

"Slow"

There are only two words, but when they fall into everyone's ears, they immediately make everyone think of a bewitching and peerless girl. As long as you listen to this voice, you will be attracted by it, forget about everything else in your heart, and only focus on the incomparably enchanting image. Especially the three sect masters and the Yuanying elders, the original sad atmosphere was actually dispelled a lot under the voice of this girl.

But there are exceptions, Elder Mokong, who was on the giant horn of the Bull Demon, heard this charming but innocent voice, and a wry smile appeared on his face, and the domineering momentum that made everything speechless seemed to have no effect under this woman's voice.

"Giggles........ what is Uncle Mo doing in such a hurry, is it that Uncle Mo has done something unkind, for fear of being discovered by Xiao Zhi, go back and tell Uncle Mo to his father?"

The owner of this voice seems to be a girl, beautiful as a yellow bird, pure as a snow chrysanthemum, but for some reason, there is a charming and enchanting atmosphere in it, you can imagine how charming this girl should be if she grows up.

If no one heard this girl's voice, it would naturally be enjoyable, but the object of her conversation, the Elder Mokong, listened to it. The wry smile on his face became even thicker, the unprecedented powerhouse of the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the momentum of the peerless demon cultivator in front of this girl who had not appeared, had no effect at all.

"Xiao Zhi, don't talk nonsense, how could your Uncle Mo do anything unkind, it's just that this is the case, and we should go back to the sect. ”

Mo Kongzi turned his body and faced the center of the battleship, where there was the tallest tower. Above the tower, a beautiful phantom slowly emerged, and the girl's voice came again.

"And said no, such a fun thing just happened, Xiao Zhi actually missed it, you must know that Xiao Zhi also happened to lack slaves, it was all because Uncle Mo didn't inform Xiao Zhi, and now those good slaves have been snatched away by the senior brothers. I don't care, Uncle Mo wants to compensate me, otherwise Xiao Zhi will really go to her father to tell Uncle Mo about it, and then see what Uncle Mo will do.......?

Hearing the girl's smug tone, the wry smile on Mo Kongzi's handsome face became more and more intense, and he was about to say something, but someone intervened at this time, and there was more than one.

"Senior Sister Xiao Zhi missed Elder Mo this time, you have been cultivating before, so no one informed you. However, if Senior Sister Xiaozhi lacks slaves, the one that your Senior Brother Chen caught will be transferred to Senior Sister. ”

"Senior Brother Chen, this time Senior Brother is going to talk about you, Senior Brother, you are practicing swordsmanship, and you are also a sword slave. It's useless to give it to Senior Sister Xiaozhi, let's let Senior Brother serve, where does Senior Sister Xiaozhi lack any slaves, talk to Senior Brother, Senior Brother will get it for Senior Sister, okay?"

"Giggles....... don't argue with the two senior brothers, Senior Sister Xiaozhi is a female cultivator, what do you mean by sending some male cultivators. Senior sister, I just caught a flower slave, so I'll transfer it to Senior Sister Xiaozhi. ”

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One tower after another lit up again, and a phantom appeared, and even the towers that had not moved before also appeared, and the sound came out. And these voices, without exception, are full of flattery. Suddenly, on the entire battleship, there was a scene even more lively than the slave capture meeting just now.

Seeing that the Ink Sky Elder on top of the Bull Demon Giant Horn had successfully separated from him, the wry smile on his face immediately eased, and he looked at the lively scene in front of him with interest.

But below the battleship, in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, and under the statue of the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, Wu Qi was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but his eyes were staring at the battleship above his head. There were many thoughts churning in his heart, sweat on his forehead, and he was thinking that the current situation was out of his expectations, and it was completely different from the original envisioned return scene.

At this time, there was a strong thought that had been hanging in Wu Qi's mind for a long time, and it was also this strong thought that drove him to make a decision.