Following the Second Master's rage, a terrifying trend covered the entire mountain.
The mountains shook.
The guards around him knelt down one after another, not daring to raise their heads to avoid angering the gods.
Yuan Er was also trembling and clasping his fists: "Second Master, calm down, Second Master, calm down!"
"I left the country early to help Mr. Zhang Luo get out of the country. I never thought that Jiu Yang would be so arrogant. I am guilty of this! Listen, from today on, Jiu Yang will no longer be Wan Jiantian's third boss! I will remove him.
His position must be handled strictly!"
The second master shouted loudly.
The sound spread throughout Wanjiantian.
"Second Master, why is this necessary?"
There was a sound coming from the pavilion.
"You don't know how to live or die, so why should I be nagging? Wan Jiantian never lacks the so-called third master!"
The second master said calmly: "Yuan Er, from today on, I decree that you will be the third master of Wan Jiantian!"
"real?"
Yuan Er looked happy and immediately knelt on the ground: "Thank you so much, Second Master!"
"As for the one inside, he's just a rebel! Listen to my orders and send my killing generals in immediately to kill the rebel without any mistakes!"
The second master shouted loudly.
However....
There was silence all around.
None of the guards answered.
The second master was stunned and looked around.
But all the guards were seen kneeling on the ground, lowering their heads, as if they didn't hear what he said.
"Are you all deaf?"
The second master's face suddenly darkened and he shouted in a low voice.
People still knelt on the ground and didn't say a word for a long time.
The second boss was stunned.
At this moment, he finally realized something was wrong.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept over here.
It was like raindrops of aura permeating here.
When the raindrops are picked out individually and hit a person, there is almost no feeling at all.
But if tens of millions of drops gather, or hundreds of millions of drops, it will be a heavy downpour.
No one can ignore it.
It's impossible to escape either.
The second master slowly turned around and looked in all directions.
I saw countless figures appearing in four directions: front, back, left, and right.
They all seemed to have their eyes on the second master, and they all gathered around him.
At a glance, there are countless people covering the sky and the sun.
"Who...are these people?"
The second boss was confused.
He found that many of the faces were people he had seen in the mining area before.
In other words, these are slaves.
But why are slaves here?
And...they all hold weapons...What are they doing?
How come they have weapons?
Who gave them the weapons?
The second boss can no longer understand everything here.
But he didn't take these people seriously.
After all, they are just a group of slaves. Even if they are armed with swords, what threat can they pose?
They came up from the Nine Heavens and were already poor. They had been in Wanjiantian for dozens of millions of years, digging mines day after day, and they didn't have much cultivation at all.
In his eyes, this is just a bunch of grasshoppers and a bunch of ants.
"It seems like this is a trap set by Jiu Yang!"
The second master looked at everyone proudly and said coldly: "Do you want to do something to me?"
"What are you doing? Get out of here! What do you do?"
Yuan Er shouted at the top of his voice to the people coming around.
However, no one paid heed to his words.
"Rebellion! Rebellion!"
Yuan Er said angrily: "Second Master, these guys have rebelled!"
"They're just a bunch of trash who don't know how to live or die. Let me destroy them first!"
The second master snorted coldly, jumped up, and rushed directly to the outside.
But the moment he moved away, a tsunami-like attack rushed directly towards him.
"What?"
The second master looked shocked and hurriedly retreated. After landing, he immediately built a defense.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The terrifying attack hit him hard on the golden Qi wall, which shook the Qi wall so much that it almost broke into pieces.
The second master couldn’t believe it.
He made a breakthrough in his magical power and his strength increased greatly.
But now, the defense that I built was almost shattered by a group of slaves...
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible... There is no way these slaves can have such power! There must be something wrong!"
The second master looked at it with wide eyes.
Just one glance made his scalp numb.
Only then did he notice that the weapons held by these slaves came from his warehouse!
The warehouse is filled with magical weapons that the First Master and Second Master have accumulated over millions of years.
Each one is an extraordinary artifact.
If it's scrap metal, they won't even bother to collect it.
But now, these weapons are actually all armed by these slaves.
No wonder.
If this is the case, it is only natural that he cannot resist the attack launched by tens of thousands of slaves relying on the sharpness of the divine soldiers.
"How could this happen? These slaves... Where do they get the power of the soul to activate these swords?"
This is something that the second master cannot understand.
Crunch!
At this moment, the door of the pavilion slowly opened.
To be continued...