"Boom boom boom~".

Amid the incessant sounds of panic and the shouts of the black-horned dragons, the battle was raging.

"I don't believe that I, a dignified monk in the middle of the fifth level of the Mahayana period, will not be able to defeat the five monks of the first level of the Mahayana stage."

Not long after the battle, Jin Decheng was beaten by Li Xingxing and the five of them, his nose and face were swollen, his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted loudly and angrily with tears in his eyes.

"Aha, it's really cool, I didn't expect the old dragon to be so powerful, I was only at the first level of the Mahayana period and I was able to beat the fifth level of the Mahayana period all over the ground to find my teeth, I was so fucking great."

The black-horned dragon was so excited that he couldn't help but shout loudly, and spit stars spewed out of his mouth like a torrential rain.

"Rogue Dragon, it's not that you're too strong, it's that this fucking bison is too scummy."

Jin Erjiao, who was also so excited, said that when he fought against the black-horned dragon, he also damaged Jin De's remorse, he killed two birds with one stone.

"Damn, you scumbags, what are you talking about".

Jin De's face was full of tears, and he was sad when he said too much, he already regretted coming to the fairy world from the Taurus world.

"You five hurry up, I can't wait to eat roast whole beef, if you can't, just step down and let me come."

Yang Yibu hugged Li Ya and watched the battle on the side, and after watching it for a long time, he became impatient, so he said to Li Xingxing and the five of them in the battle.

"Master, don't, we haven't played enough, let's play for a while, and when we've played enough, we'll skin this wild cow, clean it, and roast it to honor the master of your old man, of course, we will also leave the bullwhip to the master you, after all, the master is weak during this time and needs to make up for it."

Li Xingxing, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, said loudly while bombarding Jin Decheng, and glanced at Yang Yibu and Li Ya intentionally or unintentionally.

"Li Xingxing, are you a skin, begging for a beating, Jinde regrets that you are too fucking angry, you are a hero, beat Li Xingxing for me a few more punches."

Yang Yibu hugged Li Ya into his arms, laughed and looked at the battlefield and said.

"Damn, Yang Yibu, aren't you typical of getting cheap and selling well, when Lao Tzu solves these five stinky miscellaneous fish, I'm going to find trouble with you."

Jin De regret couldn't stop scolding in his heart, originally Jin De regret was going to scold.

But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when he was about to open his mouth to scold, he couldn't die, and Li Xingxing punched him in the mouth.

Li Xingxing's punch not only knocked back the words that Jin Decheng was about to scold, but also swollen Jin Decheng's two lips, like two sausages, which was very eye-catching.

"Ah~, I've been struggling with you ......."

Jin De regretted his heart and screamed loudly as he opened his mouth wide open about the two sausages.

"Boom boom ......".

Under the huge humiliation, Jin De regretted it, gave up all defenses, and bombarded Li Xingxing and the five of them with all his might.

"Xiaoxing, don't play with the five of you, kill Jin De immediately and regret it, the meat won't taste good if you're playing."

One of Yang Yibu's hands kept swimming on Li Yana's delicate waist, and he glanced at the battle arena and said.

"Okay~, old dragon, I like to kill calves the most, now let's go on a killing spree."

As soon as Yang Yibu's words fell, before Li Xingxing could speak, the black-horned Jiaolong replied first.

"Whew~".

The black-horned dragon said on his mouth, and with a flick of his huge tail, in the whistling wind, he violently pumped on Jin Decheng's back.

"Kill~, kill~, kill~".

In the midst of shouting and killing, poor Jin De, who had the mid-level cultivation of the fifth level of the Mahayana period, instantly became skinny and fleshy, and was abused to the point that he was not human.

In the end, in the sound of Li Xingxing's five "one, two, three", Jin Decheng was torn into five pieces alive by five, and the scene was very bloody and scary.

"Huh~".

After Jin De's repentant Yuan Ying was torn apart, he rose to the sky and was about to flee.

"Can you escape?".

Yang Yibu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, laughed lightly, and hooked his finger at the Yuan Ying of Jin De, who was running for his life.

"Huh~".

In the screams of terror, Jin De's repentant Yuan Ying involuntarily flew towards Yang Yib.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Yibu grabbed the Yuan Ying of Jin De who flew to him.

Then a huge spiritual power rushed out from between Yang Yibu's eyebrows, and instantly erased the spirit of Jinde's penitential infant.

All this is slow, but it is actually very fast, only three seconds before and after, so fast that Jin De regrets not screaming when he is dying.

"How can this be, it's all fake, I don't believe it".

The early monk of the fifth level of the Mahayana period who was included in the Zhenshi Pagoda by Yang Yibu along with Jin Decheng widened his eyes in disbelief and shouted loudly.

"We don't believe it, it's a hallucination."

Another monk at the peak of the fourth level of the Mahayana period also screamed in silence.

"Xiaoxing, the five of you who should wash the washing, and the one who should make the fire, I can't wait to eat the roasted whole beef."

Yang Yibu didn't care about the exclamations of the two monks, and he couldn't care about the other monks who were stunned by the excessive shock.

He said in a flat tone to Li Xingxing, who was excited and shouting at this time, and the five of them.

"Okay, master, master".

Li Xingxing and the five of them agreed, and they dispersed.

"Liu Maohou, Wang Longye, you guys also go to help."

Yang Yibu said to Liu Maohou and Wang Longye, who were standing not far away from dementia at this time.

"Yes, yes, master".

Liu Maohou and Wang Longye, who were awakened by Yang Yibu's words, sweated profusely and hurriedly saluted Yang Yibu and said.

"Now it's your turn, do you five recognize me as the Lord, or do you want to die?"

Yang Yibu watched Liu Maohou and Wang Longye trotting away, and then reluctantly let go of Li Ya in his arms, and slowly walked towards the five monks and said.

Yang Yibu didn't want the lives of these five people in the first place, and he walked forward while mobilizing the general trend of the entire Creation Tower.

Under the deliberate mobilization of Yang Yibu, these general trends rushed straight to the five people like a tide.

"Porphyry Tom Porphy Tom Porphy Tom Porphy Tom Porphy Tom~".

Under the general oppression of the entire Zhenshi Tower, the five of them could not raise any power to resist at all, although there were thousands of unwilling ones in their hearts.

But after they trembled a few times, they still knelt down in front of Yang Yibu involuntarily.

"It seems that the five of you are not convinced, or the five of you stand up and fight with me until I kill you, or you will recognize me as the master."

Yang Yibu bent down and looked at the five monks kneeling on the ground.

Yang ...... Poplar...... Ib, you ...... You...... Kill us."

Which monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period was pale, drenched in cold sweat, and stammered to Yang Yibu.

"Yo, you're tough, but you have to think about it, it's not much harder to pinch you to death than to pinch a bed bug."

Yang Yibu smiled coldly, glanced at the early stage of the fifth level of the Mahayana period with disdain, and said.

"What about the four of you?"

Yang Yibu glanced at the other four monks and asked indifferently.

"I ...... I...... I would like to be a servant".

One of the four, after being silent for a while, stumbled in a trembling voice.

Yang Yibu didn't speak, he looked at the other three coldly, his eyes were full of coldness.

"I ...... I would like to be a servant".

"I would ...... for servants".

"I would too...... For...... servant".

After some struggle, these three Mahayana monks stopped fighting for the so-called dignity, after all, living is the king, and only by living can we talk about the future.

"Very good~".

Yang Yibu nodded, smiled, and then waved his hand, and four extremely subtle flames flew into the dantian of the four people, imprinted on their Yuan Infant.

"Get up, let's eat whole roast beef together."

After some operation, Yang Yibu smiled faintly and said to the four people kneeling on the ground, in fact, Yang Yibu was very generous to his own people.

Now that the four of them have chosen themselves and become their own servants, Yang Yibu is not going to embarrass them, but says very generously.

"Thank you host".

The four of them bowed to Yang Yib a few times in a trembling manner before they got up from the ground and stood aside, they knew.

Now their own lives are in the hands of Yang Yibu, which does not allow them not to tremble, if one is not good.

made Yang Yibu unhappy, and it was only a thought to take their lives.

"Have you figured it out".

After letting the four Mahayana monks stand up, Yang Yibu turned his attention to which monks who had cultivated in the early fifth level of the Mahayana period.

"I ......".

The face of the monk who was in the early fifth level of the Mahayana period turned even paler, and his body was constantly shaking violently.

In the depths of his heart, his mind was at war with each other, whether to die or to live.

"Alas...... and I choose to be a servant".

Under the tight gaze of Yang Yibu's disdainful gaze, the thoughts of a monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period went through a battle between heaven and man.

He reluctantly chose to become Yang Yib's slave and survived.

"Our Tianlong hereby swears to become Yang Yibu's slave ...... from now on."

After being planted with the Thunder God Flower by Yang Yibu, Fang Tianlong, who was a monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period, also prudently made an oath to the sky.

"Okay, Fang Tianlong, get up, and let me eat the whole roast beef."

Yang Yibu clapped his hands, turned to walk towards the place where Li Xingxing and them made a fire and roasted the cow, and when he came to Li Ya's side, he put his arm around her slender waist and walked towards Li Xingxing and them.

"Master, this golden flowing oil is a good thing that honors you and your master."

Yang Yibu hugged Li Yagang and walked to the roasted whole beef that was bubbling with oil and water and the fragrance wafting everywhere.

Li Xingxing couldn't wait to cut off the huge bullwhip with a golden knife and respectfully handed it to Yang Yibu.