Chapter 599 Going down to the rock
On the other side, a strong middle-aged man from the Tiantian Clan crushed the hand of a Yanjiao Clan member with his kick.
Hearing the man's screams, he showed an expression of enjoyment.
Hearing this, he said: "This batch is only enough for a month. I will buy another batch in two days. Anyway, the price of these Yanjiao tribe is not high, just buy more."
When the people pretending to be Yanjiao entered the lower Yan domain of the Demon Sea, the first group was the real Yanjiao clan.
Of course, it was the enslaved Rockhorn tribe.
It is precisely because of this that the Tiantian Clan entered this domain so smoothly.
When the Lord of the Holy Mountain divided the territories, he naturally dragged the enslaved Yanjiao tribe to Xiayan.
So the Rockhorn tribe has been enslaved until now.
"I really want to attack the Demon Sea as soon as possible and capture those despicable elves. I tortured the previous elf for three months before dying. I still haven't forgotten the little girl's scream."
He recalled what happened at that time with an expression of enjoyment.
"Don't worry, those lowly elves probably don't know how strong we are. When we accumulate enough strength, we can annihilate them in one fell swoop!"
"Yes."
"Hurry up and continue practicing. Don't die on the battlefield. It will be a big loss."
"Yes, yes, keep practicing, keep practicing."
After saying that, he waved his whip harder and harder.
The same is true for other members of the Tiantian Clan.
In fact, they can meditate like other tribes to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation.
But they find this kind of practice boring and boring, and prefer to practice by absorbing resentment as energy.
Even if it is slower, they are willing to do so.
This is the Tiantian Clan.
Among the slaves, there was a woman from the Yanjiao tribe who looked at this scene in despair, tears falling down.
She knew it was only a matter of time before it was her turn.
His final fate will be the same as that of his fellow humans on the pillar, being tortured to death.
Her tears couldn't stop falling, and she looked desperately at the gray sky.
"Who can save me? I don't ask for anything but death."
She wailed in her heart.
"Huh? Who!"
Sudden! The Tuntian tribe saw a man outside the tribe slowly walking over.
He was also a member of the Yanjiao tribe. He had an ordinary appearance, and his stature was not as tall as that of ordinary Yanjiao tribe members. He looked thin and weak.
"Yanjiao tribe members? Where did they escape from?" the scarred man asked doubtfully.
Others smiled grimly.
One person said: "It doesn't matter who he is, the slaves who come to your door are not free of charge."
At the end, a young Tuntian clan member rushed forward!
"It's agreed! Whoever gets it first will be his!"
He held the bone rod in his hand, and the third level of Marrow Cleansing Realm strength exploded instantly!
"Bitch! Kneel down!"
In a few steps, he came to the thin Yanjiao tribesman and hit his legs with a stick!
I want to break my leg first! Capture him again and torture him slowly!
Bang!
The bone club hit the Yanjiao tribesman's leg hard.
But what surprised the young man was that he felt a numbness in his arm! It was like hitting hard iron!
Before he could react! The Yanjiao people grabbed his arm!
Push hard! He actually tore it off alive!
Before he could scream, he felt pain in his leg again.
Looking down, he found that his calf had disappeared at some point, and blood was flowing out.
"ah!"
He screamed and fell to the ground, wailing continuously.
The other Tiantian clan members looked at this scene with disbelief.
All Yanjiao tribe members are under control, and even those who have practiced are only in the marrow-cleansing realm!
And the young man is a strong man in the marrow cleansing realm! He was defeated so easily!
"There's something wrong with him! Come together!"
The people of the Tiantian tribe immediately realized that the Yanjiao tribe in front of them was unusual, and they let go of the slaves one after another! They each picked up their magic weapons and rushed towards the Yanjiao people.
The Yanjiao clan members looked at the other Yanjiao clan members with their limbs and arms broken off, as well as the other Yanjiao clan members who were hung everywhere after death, with extremely gloomy expressions.
"You have a way to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a long sword in his hand! Get into the crowd!
The sharp swordsmanship is displayed vividly in the opponent's hands!
The siege of more than 20 people could not get into his body at all. In just five breaths, all his limbs were chopped off, and he fell to the ground and kept wailing.
The few remaining young girls from the Tiantian tribe with low cultivation level looked at the Yanjiao tribesmen who never stopped in fear.
"You! Who are you! Do you know what you are doing!"
"You little slave dares to kill us! You want to die!"
"Stop it now!"
See him approaching step by step! They also want to try to command each other as masters.
But the Yanjiao people were indifferent to this.
"Run! Run away!"
But there was still a clever person here. After shouting in terror, he rolled and crawled away and ran away!
"Escape? It's too late."
The Yanjiao tribesman spoke coldly, and the next moment a pair of wings appeared on his back.
With the sound of thunder! He came to the Tiantian clan members who had fled to the front.
After several consecutive slashes with the sword, the opponent's limbs were chopped off without even having a chance to react.
Before he could scream, the opponent disappeared again and came to the remaining Tiantian clan members.
After several consecutive blows, all the limbs of those who could stand had been cut off.
Only the slaves of the Rockhorn tribe were left standing.
They looked at him in shock, their worldview completely shattered.
It turns out that tribesmen like them can also kill these irresistible beings.
"Who are you?"
The Yanjiao woman who was praying to the sky looked at him and asked.
The Rockhorn tribesman did not answer.
And he is Fang Chen after his disguise.
He glanced at these slaves, moved the sword in his hand, and instantly cut off the collars around their necks.
He said: "You have two choices. The first is to die, and the second is to escape. But with your strength, you will basically only end up being caught again, tortured to death."
Seeing the collar being chopped off, they felt a sense of freedom that they had never felt before.
The dull eyes finally gained a little more color.
The Yanjiao tribe woman showed a smile, looked at Fang Chen gratefully and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, she hit the rock wall!
Boom! Killed directly on the spot!
This is hell for her.
And death is the best relief.
"Thanks."
"Thank you."
The other Yanjiao tribe slaves also said gratefully to Fang Chen, and then they chose the first option without any hesitation.
Boom!
Boom!
A series of touching crashing sounds continued to sound.
Fang Chen did not stop him, but watched this scene helplessly.
If they choose the second option, he can be brought into a blessed land cage.
Wait until the Tiantian Clan is completely dealt with before letting them out.
But it's obvious that they have treated this place as hell.
Death is their only way to survive.
"well."
Fang Chen sighed.
What have these people gone through to be so unafraid of death?
Thinking of this, he looked at the wailing Tiantian clan members with indifference.
He first burned all the corpses of the Yanjiao tribesmen with a fire.
Then the people of the Tiantian tribe were gathered together and began to run the branding formula to imprint the unique characteristics of the Tiantian tribe.
After branding almost a dozen people, he finally completed the branding.
After transforming into the appearance of a member of the Tiantian Clan, no one can see through it anymore.
Seeing that there were no flaws, he killed the remaining Tiantian clan members one by one, and then erased all traces.
"It's time to refine the Palm Heaven Bell."
He stopped staying and fled towards a direction with few people.
Prepare to open a cave and retreat for a period of time.
It is also today that the three months of the secret realm in the furnace expire.
