The vast wasteland, the holy land of the demon race, this is one of the two floating continents famous in the world -- due to the demise of the immortal dynasty, now even one of them can be removed! This huge floating land is even more vast than the star field, its history can be traced back to the time when the primeval opened the sky, it witnessed the strength of the demon race, but also witnessed the glory of the demon race, and over time it became the holy land of the demon race. As the most powerful force of the Demon Clan www.biquge.info, the Ten Thousand Demon Temple stood in the center of this huge vast wasteland.

A tattered fifth-order magic boat, pulled by a huge "Stone Bone Rock Beast", slowly marched towards the center of the vast wasteland. Sitting quietly in the cage, looking at the desolate scenery outside, he couldn't help but guess that at this speed, it would be at least a hundred years before he could reach the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons.

"We've been walking for half a year after getting off the flying boat, when is this a head?" said a young warrior guarding the cage in frustration.

"After half a month's walk, we will be able to reach the 'City of Winds', where we will be able to trade our goods, and we will be able to leave directly in the Dharma Boat!" said another older warrior.

"Oh, didn't I go to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, how could I get to the Windy City and go back?" asked the young warrior who had spoken in astonishment.

"Hmph, it's these goods that are going to the Ten Thousand Demon Temple, not us!" The old warrior glared at the young warrior and said with a sneer: "The Ten Thousand Demon Temple is such a broken place, please Lao Tzu - Lao Tzu will not go!"

"Yes, after all, that is the territory of the demon clan!" The young warrior thought about it carefully, nodded in agreement, and then asked puzzledly: "You just said that we can leave directly by flying boat when we arrive at Lifeng City, so why don't we just take the flying boat to Lifeng City? Let us walk the wrong road for more than half a year in vain!"

"Call you stupid, don't deny it!Who is our host?" The old warrior said with a look of hatred on his face: "That's the famous 'death for money', he will let the monsters in Lifeng City earn his money?"

"You mean that we are not going to enter the city this time, and we will only enter the city after completing the transaction outside the city!" the young warrior suddenly became smarter.

"Hey, you kid still have a little bad water in your stomach!" the old samurai complimented.

"But I don't understand! Didn't the proprietor keep boasting that these little guys were very valuable on the side of the demon clan?" the young warrior looked at the magic boat they were riding in, and said dissatisfiedly, "But why don't you use a better flying boat? Look at this, I want to smash it when I see it!"

"I don't understand!" said the old samurai triumphantly, "this ship is good, really good!

"How?"

"The wilderness is a desolate place, but in fact it is dangerous. If our Dharma Boat flies a little faster and a little higher, it may provoke an attack by demons. But now the Dharma Boat is used as an ox cart to pull it, the speed is slower, and it is better to be safe. Coupled with the Ten Thousand Demon Banner hanging on the Dharma Boat, as long as we don't touch the demons that can't open our eyes, basically we won't encounter any danger!" the old warrior explained.

"Oh!" the young samurai nodded.

"Hey, uncle!" Forget the shame called out to the uncle, and then interjected and asked, "Can this broken ship fly?"

"Hmph, what kind of broken ship? This is a fifth-order magic boat, a real fairy treasure!" The old warrior was dissatisfied when he saw that this stinky boy actually called this magic boat a broken boat.

"Can you fly?" asked Wangxu as he continued.

"No!" replied the old samurai with a sense of urgency, "it can only float!"

"Isn't that a flightless ship?" he whispered to himself.

"Boy, I don't like your attitude. If you don't want to be beaten, you'd better be polite when talking to me!" said the old warrior, whose face darkened, gloomily.

"You'd better not beat him!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded at the end of the aisle: "If there is a little scar on his body, do you know how many spirit stones I will lose?"

"Owner!" the two samurai immediately bowed their heads respectfully when they saw someone coming.

"Now the demon clan is getting smarter and smarter, as long as there is a little flaw in the body of the goods, they will desperately lower the price, and say that the goods are devastated, what psychological scars will be left! I really don't know who taught these things, as if they were real?" The slave merchant said angrily: "So if you really want to beat these goods, you might as well hit yourself twice and imagine that you are those goods." After the big deal, I'll give you gold sore medicine myself!"

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"Look at your appearance!" the slave merchant nodded with satisfaction, carefully examined the men and women in each cage, and said seriously: "From today onwards, you will enjoy the treatment of an emperor, three meals a day, and a variety of delicious dishes. So don't be picky eaters, quickly get fat, and don't get sick!"

"Oh, yes, my old man liked to say it before he sold pigs...... the young warrior whispered.

"......" The old samurai bumped into the guy next to him and motioned for him to shut up. If you upset the owner, you're in trouble!

"Keep an eye on them and report whatever happens. Do you know?" said the slave trader solemnly to the two of them.

"Don't worry, boss!" the two samurai hurriedly replied.

After the guy finished speaking, he swayed his fat body back to the lounge to enjoy the warm fragrant nephrite and a happy life. And when the two samurai saw the slave trader leaving, they also looked at each other and sneaked out, not knowing where to find a drink!

"Will we be slaughtered like pigs?" said a teenager beside Forgetfulness worriedly.

"......" Everyone couldn't help but be silent when they heard this.

"No!" Seeing everyone's frustrated looks, he suddenly burst into amusement. He patted the young man who had just spoken, and said confidently, "If it was just for food, they wouldn't have spent half a year transporting us to the Vast Wasteland. Businessmen are profit-seeking, and they won't take such a big risk without big interests!"

"And what are they for?" the young men looked at Forgetfulness in confusion.

"Who knows, but it's certainly not going to be a good thing!"

"So you don't know anything, so we could still be eaten...... one teenager sobbed as he spoke. The others listened to the sobs and lowered their heads sadly.

"......" Forget the void and shook his head helplessly. This time, he originally planned to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Temple to settle accounts with Bai Xiaosheng, but he accidentally discovered this magic boat heading to the vast wasteland, so he sneaked into it. These young men and women should be slaves that the slave traders are about to sell to the Ten Thousand Demon Temple, and by chance, they can't help but feel pity, and they want to help them and rescue them back to the territory of the human race. It's just that when he was about to make a move, he deliberately deduced that these teenagers had another chance, and out of curiosity, he simply followed them and went to the Ten Thousand Demon Temple together.