Chapter 331: The Slave Hall and the Longevity Sect are countries of friendship

"what the do you want!"
　　 The tone of the wind trembled lightly, and it was difficult to figure out the intention of the person in front of him for a while, and he felt a little panicked.
　　 "Do you think my slave house will be afraid of your longevity education?"
　　 Liu Feng shook his head, he was really afraid of being killed.
　　 "The guy who is the little palace master in this remote place, what kind of backstage can I have? If I say that I kill it, it will be over, and he will not offend us for a waste."
　　 Fat brother's chubby face, two small eyes wandering around, he immediately understood Xia Tuo's gesture.
　　 "What else can he know?"
　　 Then Xia Tuo nodded, suddenly panicked.
"I know I know."
　　 "I don't even know what you can know!"
　　 The next moment, Xia Tuo kicked him out and kicked him several feet away, with murderous intent in his eyes.
　　 "You can't let him live, or our news will be leaked."
"Ok."
　　 "I can't say anything, really can't say anything."
　　鎏鎏鎏鎏掏feeling the murderous, the whole body is chilly.
　　 He feels wronged.
　　 It was the oracle bone order they took out, so why blame him.
　　 The previous generation of slave owners in the Northwest Territory of the border desert has accidentally fallen, and it is rumored that the Oracle Order was lost. This involves the struggle within the Slave Hall and the entanglement between the human tribe.
　　 Right now, the Oracle Bone Token is in the hands of a warrior at the pinnacle of the Divine Hidden Realm. The strength does not meet the specifications of the Oracle Bone Token, but it is rumored that the Oracle Bone Token contains the secret of promotion to the Divine Power Realm.
　　 No wonder, the big slave owner in front of him will appear here. This area is the most biased and the least noticeable.
　　 So they are hiding here.
　　 Why do you want to dig your own branch?
　　 Stupid.
　　 Looking at the eternal region, is there a safer place than his place?
　　The master slave owner of the slave hall is hiding in the branch hall of the longevity church, even the slave owner would not have thought of it.
　　 For a time, Liu Feng has sorted out the ins and outs of the matter.
　　 "Two slave owners, I won't say anything. Liu Feng swears to the sky, as if revealing the least trace of the two, I would like to die under a curse, and never to live beyond life."
　　 Watching Liu Feng swear to the sky, Xia Tuo lightly pressed his forehead. To tell the truth, he really wanted to kill the guy in front of him. How could he spare his life if he dared to kill his own people.
　　 But, it's really unkillable right now.
　　 This scene has to be performed further, and a few banners and tiger skins have to be drawn to the Xia tribe.
　　 "I am the master of the superior Daxia tribe!"
　　 Putting away the oracle bone order, Xia Tuo said with a straight face.
　　 "Um~~"
　　 Hearing this, Liao Feng was taken aback, and he immediately reacted, and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, there is no eye on the redemption, and I didn't recognize the Daxia Clan Lord."
Everything is okay. For the Daxia tribe that has just emerged in the past two years, Liu Feng has deliberately learned about it. It seems to have emerged out of thin air. No wonder it can develop so fast. If there are slave owners hiding in the tribe’s dark , Then this is not a problem.
　　 Cunning Rabbit Three Caves.
　　 What a cunning slave owner.
　　He is not one of the big guys in the Longevity Education, he has no scruples about everything, he is just the youngest person, he can't get out of the hall like this, and he is found by someone.
　　 "Come on, help the lord of the gilt wind palace to see where it hurts."
　　鎏鎏feng: "...".
　　 "No need, I will do it myself."
　　 Liu Feng staggered to his feet, feeling the lingering murderous intent abated, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This is a slamming door.
　　 "I have lived in a remote place for a long time, and I am not very clear about what has happened to the south of Xiaogu Mountain over the past few years. I don't know if the Lord of the Gilt Wind can help me out."
　　 Xia Tuo Qingyin, if it weren't for the ban in the soul of the guy in front of him, where is it necessary to be so troublesome, I would play with him here as a snake.
　　 "The small hall is also located in a remote place, and it is not clear what is unavoidable in the vast mountains, but the clan leader has asked, and the small hall must know everything is endless."
This is what Xia Tuoyue said. The more Liu Feng felt that Xia Tuo was a master slave owner, but the cultivation base had not yet entered the supernatural power state, so he hid in a remote place and waited for the fish as the master of the tribe. The time to leap the dragon gate.
　　 "Recently, there has been constant warfare on the border and northwest. The Hakubu war has lasted for more than ten years, and the Palace of Longevity has benefited from it."
　　 Damn, if you want to say that the guy who benefits most from the wars is your slave house, is it good?
　　 Lei Feng cursed secretly in his heart, he naturally did not dare to say that, the disputes between the tribes of the Northern Territory, the displacement of the tribes, and the destruction of the tribes were very hard for the Changshengjiao.
　　 But his Langshan branch hall didn't enter the game at all. The other branch halls were all in big feasts. His position was not good and the location was the most partial. He could only watch other branch halls to catch people and sacrifice to the Xuanniao Holy Spirit.
　　 "The small hall is remote, and it is really beyond the reach of Bobu's battle whip, so I can only shrink here."
　　 While talking about Liu Feng, he looked at the expressions of Xia Tuo and Fat Brother. Seeing Xia Tuo's eyes gradually sharpened, he suddenly understood that he was wrong.
"It was heard that several wars broke out among slave owners in the Northwest Territories. The slave owners who controlled the eastern region were killed by Lihuo. The five major slave owners in the small Northwest Territory had only one horn wind left, but they did not know where to go. After being ambushed and severely injured, he hid for health, and even the old nest of the city of Beacon was occupied by the uncle."
　　 "Is there any other news."
　　 "All the small hall knows are rumors, and I don't know the true or false. I hope the hall master will atone for it."
Liu Feng shrank his head, and then said: "I heard the host of the Southern Phosphorescence Branch Temple accidentally say a few days ago that the remaining master slave owner in the Great Northwest Territory was also badly wounded and disappeared. The domain slave owner is a group of dragons without a leader, and all ministries are cleaning the slave city in the region.
After that, Liu Feng looked at Xia Tuo’s expression. For the slave forces in the Northwest Territories, it was definitely a heavy injury in thousands of years. Of course, it had nothing to do with him. No matter how hard the Slave Palace was hit, the two people in front of him crushed him to death. It's as simple as pinching a bird.
　　 "My slave hall was hit hard, your longevity church is better?"
　　 Fat brother sneered, then hummed.
"Naturally it’s not easy. Fortunately, the temples in the teachings are relatively low-key, and the location of the sub-temples is also very secret, so the impact is not too big. Five years ago, the of the temple passed an edict and asked us to do more. Be careful, don't miss the sacrifice to the Holy Spirit."
　　 "Hand over your true soul."
　　 "Ah~"
　　 Hearing the words, the wind was shocked, and surrendering a ray of true soul was tantamount to pinching his life in the hands of others.
　　 Of course, this is better than being a slave, who only controls life and death but not the will.
　　 "Why, you don't want to?"
　　 Xia Tuo's eyes burst with murderous intent. He originally had the desire to keep this guy alive, but he didn't expect the slave hall to be so powerful. One of the only two slave owners in the Northwest Territory died, and the other was hit hard.
　　 According to the current posture, the slave house is a bug that has crossed the wilderness, and everyone shouts and beats.
The heavily-wounded Northwest Territory Slave Hall has little deterrence for the Changshengjiao. If this guy turns his head and stabbed him out, his status as a master slave owner may be in danger, and he cannot be involved in the tribe. .
　　 Maybe someone in the Changshengjiao, like him, wants to work part-time as a slave owner.
　　 This identity is hard to fix, and it must be of great use in the future and cannot be abandoned.
　　 "As long as your mouth is firm enough, when this seat reintegrates the forces of the slave house in the Northwest Territories, it will naturally return it to you."
　　 After all, Xia Tuo glanced at Fat Brother, and Fat Brother suddenly reacted, saying: "At that time, you may not be able to let you go further. What is the meaning of holding back in this small place, think for yourself."
　　 Then the small white jade axe was raised, and he gestured a few times over Liu Feng's head.
　　 "Don't worry, I'm the best at chopping my head and fat man. I promise that one blow will kill you without giving you the highest pain. It will be soon."
　　 Soon, Liu Feng handed over a wisp of true soul. This was what was expected. From the beginning, he was hiding in the ground and could not get out, which explained a problem.
　　 afraid of death.
　　 and very afraid of death.
　　 From the beginning, there is no fight to death. At this moment, it is possible to go one step further and die immediately. This choice is very easy.
　　 He chose not to die.
　　 "Have you seen this mountain?" Xia Tuo pointed to the traversing Xiaogu Mountain, and said to Liu Feng: "The mountain is to the north, you are not allowed to move, understand?"
"understand!"
　　 Feng nodded his head hurriedly and smiled bitterly. Now there are pleats, and the task cannot be completed. Now there are general places where people cannot be arrested.
　　 "Fill him in."
　　 Lili, lying on the pile of rocks, heard the order, and immediately opened up four hooves, added fangs with his long mouth, and pushed the big boulder towards the excavated place.
　　 Our Daxia tribe is so particular about doing things, how to dig it up and how to bury it for you, doing things have a beginning and an end.
　　 Liu Feng looked like he was constipated, and he had to keep smiling. The deacons were all dead, and he himself and some handymen were left in the palace.
　　 "My lord, let's kill all the deacons of the lord of the gilt wind, or give him some supplements."
　　 At this time, the fat man pretended to say ~EbookFREE.me~ I remember there were a few people in the slave market. "
　　 When Xia Tuo heard this, he immediately understood, and asked Liu Feng: "What is the plan of the Palace of Liu Feng."
　　 "Good~~Good..."
　　 These two people are definitely demons. Why doesn't the great Holy Spirit burn them to death? It doesn't count as if they got the handle of their own fate, and they want to take him off. Do you really think it is simple to become servants of the Holy Spirit?
　　 For a while, Liu Feng's heart felt cold.
　　 What the fat brother said was that the slaves under the slave market in Zejin were branded with the totem mark belonging to the tribe. I don't know if this situation can be mixed into the Longevity Sect.
　　 is just an attempt at the moment.
　　 Soon, a slave named Fengying who was in Zejin Slave Market was summoned by Xia Tuo to the Bone Mountain Range.
　　 finally failed.
If you want to become a deacon of the Longevity Sect, you need to be blessed by the Holy Spirit to portray the Xuanqing pattern. This is why they can be invisible. Then the Xuanniao Holy Spirit will cast the curse to protect the soul, produce soul restraint, and prevent others from prying eyes. Soul, get the secret of longevity.
　　 But there is the imprint of tribal slaves in the soul of Fengying, and the divine curse of the Holy Spirit is directly exploded. As a huge power that has been passed down for a long time and has power throughout the nine regions of the mainland, how can there be no means to restrict the infiltration of outsiders.
　　 "I took it for granted."
　　 damaged a slave, and the fat brother also helplessly spread his hands.