What's more, people who are greedy for Leng Qiu's elixirs, otherwise why would they be revenge?

After waiting for three days, we could see the islands around us.

Some are like a small piece of land, but with golden light shields outside, the boating in the Nether Sea will not be close to them at all.

There are also some, and you can clearly see the huge and boundless birds flying, grabbing the dragons on the sea and flying in the sky.

The terrible scene made people's mouth dry.

There are also islands with huge dead bones walking on them. Some people have tried to climb the fairyland, but they were almost captured and treated as food.

There are also islands with flaming mountains that soar into the sky, covering the sky and getting fire. When they fall into the ocean, flames gather.

They seemed to have arrived in a wilderness, with all creatures boundless and huge, and it is unimaginable.

The ancient world is the real ancient world.

No wonder people say that even a real master is impossible to travel all over the ancient times, and it is very vivid.

Leng Qiu looked at the scenery around him and felt the vastness of the ancient continent, which is worthy of being a continent of life, boundless.

It has been more than twenty days since we set out from Jiuyou Island, but we still haven't seen the land.

The speed of the ship was far superior to that of Leng Qiu's previous life, but it was still the same.

This is the real vastness.

I don’t know how much civilization history it contains.

Even a small city may have been formed after millions of years of changes, and it may have prospered a lot in the past.

Leng Qiu, I have made up my mind and am willing to be your slave. Please meet me!

Just as he was looking at the surrounding scenery, Dasbuck, who was flying in the sky, shouted suddenly.

In an instant, he appeared near the boating in the dark sea.

He doesn't want to die!

When testing Skull Island, he was the one who was almost caught, begging Leng Qiu.

The black robe on her body had scratches, revealing her black skin, and she was obviously severely injured.

Life is worrying. If you care about face or not, you must live first.

Leng Qiu opened twenty red envelopes, bronze treasure chests and the like that he received a few days ago. The total number is more than 13 exercises.

All the weapons and treasures obtained were released, and there was no need to show off now.

However, some important red envelopes and treasure chests remained unmoved, fearing a crisis.

Now when someone outside shouted to become a slave, he immediately opened the formation and appeared in front of them.

Smiling, he said:

Finally someone is willing to come? Tell me, which sect you belong to and how strong you are? I also have to test your strength.

His questions are speechless.

There are so many four-polar dragon realm, but he didn't even ask, why did he get to the fairyland and need to ask so many questions?

Even Darthbuck was stunned for a moment. Do slaves need to know so much?

But still tell the basic information:

My name is Darthbuck, and I am the elder of the Wild Valley. I have the strength to reach the first level of the Wonderland. If I weren't injured, I would have hope of breaking into the second level!

The answer message made Leng Qiu nod.

It's just the first level, it's nothing.

OK, come up, I will cast your slave seal, don’t resist. Otherwise, I will think that you don’t want to be a slave and may kill you!

Wave his hand at him and let him land on the boat in the sea of ​​darkness.

Dasbuck took a deep breath, and all the light in his sight was converging.

The momentum on his body slowly compressed, as if he was on the battlefield, he took one step forward.

If he was anywhere else, he could take the opportunity to fight Leng Qiu and take the initiative again. But he could not do it at all on the boating sea of ​​Netherworld.

As long as it is within its scope, it cannot use any murderous intentions, and it cannot even attack others.

It is simply a special obstacle to protecting the weak, so that the strong cannot do whatever they want.

It became Leng Qiu's stage alone, and even ascending to the fairyland became a foil.

Just as his mind was turning, a Flying Snow Frost Sword appeared in Leng Qiu's hand and said lightly:

You are the first to enter the fairyland who is willing to be my slave. I hope you can take the lead and summon more strong people to follow me!

Slave Seal, open!

With a shout, he suddenly stabbed with a sword, as if he was flying from the sky.

In an instant, the entire cabin became extremely dazzling, and the entire eye was filled with a ray of light from the Chosen.

There was a faint sarcasm at the corner of Dasbuck's mouth, as if mocking Leng Qiu's overestimation.

His wilderness valley attaches great importance to bodybuilding, and his body is as hard as a top-quality Taoist instrument.

Even if you stand there and let the Eight Palace realm attack at will, you will not get any fur broken.

Unless you use holy tools and supernatural powers, you can destroy his body.

The rest of the people had almost the same idea.

The warrior hiding in the cabin even started to talk:

Leng Qiu was extremely arrogant and didn't know how terrible it was to ascend to the fairyland! I guess he could not even damage his fur.

Haha, he thought he could conquer the four-polar dragon realm, but he didn't know that he was no ordinary person at all!

We can finally see Leng Qiu’s joke and see if his Taoist weapon is broken!

Many warriors stared at the long sword in his hand and watched the white sword light dance.

Clang, snap!

With a sound, the Flying Snow Frost Sword collided with his skull suddenly.

Leng Qiu also thought of the problem, so he used all his strength and used some of his true energy.

Mars shot into the sky, and the sword pierced into the eyebrows, reaching the front of the soul villain.

At the same time, the left hand danced repeatedly, as if a butterfly kept flapping its wings, and finally turned into a golden slave character, pointing it into the Flying Snow Frost Sword.

In an instant, the dazzling slave word could be seen in the entire ship, overwhelming the white light of the sword.

Under this golden font, people only feel depressed and unable to speak, and seem to have to surrender.

Many people with low strength and weak will have trembling bodies, tremblingly kneeling on the ground and lowering their heads.

People dare not imagine how powerful it is just a word?

Such warriors as the eighth palace realm as Yin Miaoyi have their legs trembling, sweat is dripping on their heads, and their muscles are trembling all over their bodies, and they are under endless pressure.

Even the mysterious Xiaoyaochen is the same.

Fortunately, the time was not long, and the golden slave word entered Dasbuck's mind and instantly wrapped around the soul villain.

The little man looked shocked and looked at the threads of silk that wrapped his entire body and finally disappeared inside.

The next moment, Leng Qiu's image filled his mind and reached a terrifying level.

Dasbuck, who was completely alone, put down all his defenses and knelt heavily on the ground.

The injuries on his body were almost unable to control it and spread to other places. He didn't care at all, so he kowtowed heavily and shouted:

Master, Darthbuck!

The sound rang out, and the twenty-four people in the sky ascended to the fairyland, all heard it.

Leng Qiu has the first slave to the fairyland master!

Status is equivalent to the leader of a first-grade sect!
Chapter completed!