The altar of the hundreds of fighting and death is a place where the life is ignored but also changes the destiny. The rich is either richer or blood loss.

Slave slaves, Jorde respect slaves, big slaves, all have.

On their Lord, they brought to the altar of life and death in the hundreds of war. Through life and death, they could get rid of the identity of the slave and be recruited by the top ten mixed yuan forces in Zhongxingcheng.

Once you lose within a hundred verses, it means dying.

In each life and death battle, the Lord of both sides will be a treasure resource for gambling mixed dollar coins or convertible to a specific mixed dollar coin. The audience can also participate in the bet.

As a dealer, the altar of the hundreds of war and death is 10 %, and the ability to attract gold is extremely horrible, so it ranks among the top ten among the many industries in the huge Zhongxing City.

More than that, there is a slave market, even if you are a garbage monk, as long as you pay enough mixed dollar coins and buy big slaves!

However, the slaves involved in the buying and selling can only be traded before signing up. If the first game began, he was prohibited from trading on the Lord.

Destroy the rules.

It is worth mentioning that those slaves are very strong, but some are weak. The first type of Lord is a slave to receive with real combat power.

The buying may also be accurately obtained in the weak hours. More than that. The slaves belong to the life -free species, and there is no background. If the ethnic group is invaded

If this is not the case, if this is not the case, a world respected, the great residence has become a slave, and the strong person who seals the same life will inevitably have conflicts.

Weak meat and strong food, this is the rule of survival.

And the scale like the altar of life and death, at least twenty five major stars areas, small scale, countless.

So that a career, slavery, selling slaves and through powerful slaves to invade the weak ethnic group, grab the sky to grab strong slaves, of course, occasionally stepped on the hard stubble.

As long as you do it clean, and there is a connection, who can prove that your slave source is illegal?

Above also opened one eye and closed one eye, and was too lazy to waste the minds of the weak. After all, the ethnic warfare is not uncommon, and it cannot be prohibited. Unless it is too hot, the source of a whole ethnic group is destroyed.

Zhao Fan is more disgusted with this industry and slave merchants. Although he has controlled many monks himself, there are reasons.

Otherwise, the impact on the state of mind is great, and it is difficult to progress substantially.

The next day.

Zhao Fan appeared at the door of the altar of life and death.

According to the information provided by Qing Zun, this is a cave treasure, which does not look too much outside. In fact, the inside is a hundred miles, divided into ten battlefields. In other words, there are ten slaves' life and death duel.

"How can I kill bright and great?"

Zhao Fan was caught in contemplation. First of all, Minglang Dazun rarely left the altar of life and death, let alone half a year, it was enough to squat once in ten years, and basically stayed in it.

The other party’s Dongtian Treasure is obviously not suitable for hands -on. Secondly, the industry with such a large role in such a great role is wide, and there must be a lot of protective treasures on the body.

Treasures, stiffly supported strong helping hands.

I have to say that the second task is indeed not at the same level of difficulty as the first task.

Zhao Fan decided to go in first, so he spent a Hunyuan gold coin to exchange for an admission ticket, and then entered. With this, he could stay as a spectator in ten battlefields for twelve hours, and the admission ticket was invalid.

will be automatically moved out.

…

Before you know it, the day is over.

Zhao Fan had a complicated look on his face. He couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time. The smiles of those slaves who were relieved before being killed were still vivid in his mind. Not only that, they even signed a contract of betrayal for the sake of the ethnic group and entered the Baizhan Life and Death Altar. He wanted to pass

He won hundreds of games in a row to join the top ten Hunyuan forces in Zhongxing City, but ended up dying in battle. His eyes that could not be closed even after he died showed a look of unwillingness and self-blame.

Every slave has a lot of bonds, including his wife, children, parents, and friends and clansmen. But as he loses his freedom, he respects his master in his consciousness and has no qualifications to negotiate terms.

The Lord and the audience laughed happily when they won, while those who lost cursed at the dead body.

A sharp contrast.

As for the slave market, he also walked around, and saw all the heaven-level, world-level, and great-level beings, with their eyes blind, reduced to walking zombies.

"This kind of industry shouldn't exist."

Zhao Fan clenched his fists slightly, and then gradually loosened them. If you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are rich, you can help the world. Now, he does not have the ability to make the slave industry chain completely disappear in this Hunyuan world.

This was the first time that his desire to pursue strength was aroused by someone unrelated to him.

The next moment.

Zhao Fan escaped into the Primordial God's Mansion and was about to ask Fuyue, Xiaoxiaoxian, and Pigu to give him some advice on the mission. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be touched by something. He subconsciously closed his eyes and meditated, and in his mind

In the meantime, he couldn't help but imagine the scene when Qing Zhizun killed Feng Ziyi's entire clan through Karma.

cause and effect.

"cause and effect!"

Zhao Fan drew out the Kong Wu Knife from his back, floated in the void, and slashed down one after another. At the same time, he shook his head frequently and said as if correcting: "No... it's not like that... it's still wrong."

As the number of swings and denials increased, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the direction he wanted.

But the power of the sword is getting weaker and weaker!

Fuyue, Xiaoxiaoxian, and Pigu stood in the distance and looked at this side, all puzzled.

"What exactly did my junior brother realize?"

"Why does the power of the sword I feel keep weakening?"

"According to this trend, when I finally realize it, it is very likely that I will be able to cut off even a piece of wood with one sword."

…

at this time.

Kong Wu Dao was also confused, and its voice entered Zhao Fan's consciousness, "Boy, what are you playing at? People's enlightenment is in the direction of becoming stronger, but you, the more you understand, the more you turn around.

It's a waste of energy on something meaningless..."

Before it could finish speaking, Zhao Fan shouted coldly: "Shut up."

"..." Kong Wu Dao secretly said: "Okay, if you dare to be so cruel to me, I will never give you a chance when the Hunyuan War is over!"

Zhao Fan, on the other hand, was still going his own way, following the guidance of his senses and understanding under the three incomprehensible eyes in the distance.

This lasted for ten days and ten nights!

"Yes, that's it!"

Finally, at this moment, as if Zhao Fan saw the first ray of light after groping for endless years in the dark night, the magic domain detonated, the Dao pattern blessing was triggered, and he used all his means to slash the last knife into the void.

Wherever there is no knife, don't say that it shakes the void, it is not even the floating dust has no vibration, and there is no mighty knife!

It can make empty knives and Fuyue, and Xiaoxianxian. What is inexplicable is that Zhao Fan opened his eyes while receiving the knife into the sheath, and his face floated on his face.

The altar price is higher than the famous wine of the big treasure, and a sip of drinking, then laughing and laughing: "Happy !!!"

The height of the eternal Dao Tree during the realm period is that all the secret techniques of all exercises in the past include half of the "Destroy Nine Journal".

In other words, it is twice and a half before!

Zhao Fan threw the wine altar randomly on the ground, looking at the dust in the void. "This is my original knife method secret technique, and it is named ... cause and effect."

Fuyue, smiling and fairy, and Gu Gu suddenly flashed in front of Zhao Fan.

Fuyue asked: "Little Master, what are you realizing these ten days? What really do you really have guessing. In the last knife, when you started, I saw it clearly.

It is a knife of extreme power, but it is no longer weird to even have a trace of power. "

"No, the power of that sword, without any weakening, still contains my extreme power."
Chapter completed!