Chapter 710: Reappearance of Ten Thousand Flowers
Whether it is these male slaves or female practitioners who come and go, they all have the breath of Jiuzhou, and without exception, they are all soul realms, with tens of thousands of people.
"It's surprising that even the Holy Emperor of Broken Land will become a slave!" Shen Chong frowned. Although he did not dare to let go of his divine thoughts in this space, he could easily distinguish between the soul realm and the broken practitioner. In his eyes, the ordinary master of the soul realm, even the strong one who was broken in half a step, was weak and pitiful, and he could be destroyed when he raised his hand.
Only the Holy Emperor in the Broken Realm can attract his attention, but in this heavenly palace-like light curtain space, there are dozens of Holy Emperor slaves. Their bodies seem to be imprisoned, and they are penetrated by a dark chain, a dejected appearance, and the spirit is constantly extracted.
These people are obviously all practitioners from Jiuzhou.
Shen Chong's eyes sank and saw a team of all female practitioners, sending dozens of male slaves to one of the palaces.
These dozens of male slaves are all masters of the soul realm, among which there are several powerful beings broken in half a step. They seem to have been newly captured, with an angry look on their faces and their eyes are red, but on their bodies, they are tied with several chains loaded with runes, suppressing their essence, basically I can't resist these female monks who only have the cultivation of the soul.
Pup!
A male slave walked a little slower. After being seen by the leading woman, the whip in his hand immediately fell down. The whip had the strength of breaking bones, which made him scream and howling.
"Well, what's your name? You used to bully our sisters, but now there are princesses to support us and take us as disciples. Fengshui takes turns. You despicable men only deserve to be our slaves and lackeys." The leading woman had no mercy at all. She kept beating and laughing.
"Well, I've never seen you before. How can I bully you?" A handsome male monk in the slave team said, "My heavenly sword enters the road with a sword, and the heart of the most important sword. How can I do some bad and obscene things?"
"It's just a dragonfly." The leading woman sneered, and the whip in her hand hit the man like raindrops, but the man didn't say a word and gritted his teeth to endure it.
"Well, Sister Yuanqing, don't kill these slaves. Now in this barren world, it is more and more difficult to catch some slaves. If these can't satisfy the princess, we will go to a farther continent to search." Another female disciple hurried forward and said.
"Well, it's cheap for them." The woman named Yuan Qing seemed to have great resentment. She stared at the slaves fiercely, waved the whip, and drove them into the palace.
Shen Chong's mind moved, and the dust of the small world of Jiuzhou had fallen on Yuanqing's bun.
The group of people beat and scolded and walked to a palace. The palace was magnificent, tall and shaped like an octagon. There were all kinds of mythical beasts and fairy birds carved on the flying eaves, but compared with dozens of other palaces, it was only medium and lower scale.
As soon as they entered the palace, these female monks immediately calmed down and did not dare to breathe. There was infinite respect in tension, and even their footsteps were extremely light.
In the middle of the hall is a jade-carved throne, which is three feet high. It actually uses an extremely rare fire jade Pluto stone. Although this kind of jade is like fire, it is extremely cool. It is most suitable for reconting yin and yang and practicing Xuangong. This throne alone is not as valuable as the best magic weapon.
On the red throne, there are clouds and fog, all of which are full of strong aura. A woman's figure can be faintly seen. The woman is dressed in palace clothes, covered with green gauze, with a delicate and beautiful face, and a sense of agility between her eyebrows.
This team of female monks pushed the group of slaves to the throne before they knelt down respectfully. These women's cultivation is not low. Except for the woman named Yuanqing, who has crossed the six or nine days of disaster, the other people are in the soul, but in the eyes of the woman on the throne, they are like ants, even the root. I didn't look at them.
"Princess Xuanxia, this is the forty-nine slaves captured today. Please check it." A layer of sweat has appeared on Yuan Qing's forehead, and he doesn't know whether he is excited or afraid.
"Why is there only such a little? In recent years, this world has changed so much, and the monks born should be far more than this." A lazy voice came from the throne, sprinkled a faint light.
The clear light passed by, and everyone felt a coolness sweeping through the depths of the soul. Everything was invisible. The skills, magical power and cultivation of these slaves were clearly seen by the woman on the throne.
Of course, under the cover of Shen Chong's 33-three Taoism, there was no flaw, and Shen Chong also saw the woman's cultivation clearly. He broke a peak, and the skill was strange. The broken origin has reached ninety-nine. Even in this big force, it can be regarded as a genius.
"Princess," Yuan Qing's face showed a look of embarrassment and his head fell to the ground: "I have occupied two continents for a long time. In the past three years, I have captured Yongzhou, Bazhou and Yuezhou, but these three continents are also extremely barren. Moreover, more than a dozen princesses of Luo Yin, Xuanqiu and Muyun have also arrested slaves everywhere, and it is difficult to catch more. The slave."
"Well, these people will use it. It's not easy to break five and a half steps." Princess Xuanxia waved her hand impatiently. Obviously, she was in a good mood and was not too harsh.
These female monks, like an amnesty, quickly kowtowed their heads and had no arrognation outside at all. They knew that they had their current status, and they completely depended on the face of the dazzling princess. If they angered the adult, their end would be more tragic than those male slaves.
Wh!
Forty-nine silver wires were sprinkled on the throne. In a short time, all the male slaves bound by chains below flew up. The chains were broken, and everyone's cultivation was no longer suppressed, but the silver wire was obviously more terrible than the chain. Before they could resist, they plunged into their bodies like a cone.
Suddenly, there were screams in the hall, and even the toughest monk of Tianjianmen couldn't help shouting out.
In the scream of killing pigs, the bodies of the forty-nine male slaves dried up quickly, and the flesh and blood flowed into the fog on the throne along the silver wire.
There was a blush on Princess Xuanxia's face, and the light flashed in her eyes, which was even more beautiful. It seemed that she had taken a big tonic medicine, and her face showed a look of satisfaction. After half an hour, she took a breath. The fog on the throne was thicker and completely submerged her body.
Papa! Puff!
A shriveled body fell to the ground, but not all the male slaves were dead. The five monks who had been broken by half a step shrank into a ball, constantly ** on the ground, among which were the monks of the Sword Gate that day.
"Well, it's more and more difficult to find better soldiers now. These five are still a good step. Take them down and give them Wanhua nectar. Don't let them die." The lazy voice of Princess Xuanxia came from the throne again.
Yuan Qing and others did not dare to neglect. Obviously, it was not the first time to do these things. They quickly laid a forbidden magic charm on the bodies of the five male slaves, and cleaned the bodies on the ground, leaving not even half a drop of blood.
Soon, the hall became clean, leaving only the throne and the strong and fierce woman in the throne.
"The soldiers of the soul realm have not helped much to the cultivation of the palace. Only the soldiers who catch the broken realm can help me improve the realm. Unfortunately, the men in the broken realm captured before have been carved up by the five princesses. It seems that I can only go to Shenzhou and Qingzhou farther away to find them." Princess Xuanxia said to herself faintly.
"If the princess wants to find the Holy Emperor of Shenzhou, there is one here. I don't know if you can eat it." Suddenly, a voice appeared in the hall.
"What kind of person!"
Princess Xuanxia's face in the throne changed, the white fog bounced away, and light shot out one after another, covering the whole hall like a cobweb.