"My name is Bi Yin. I have met His Highness, and the Holy Lord has informed me to cooperate fully with Zhou Kingdom," the young man said with a smile.

He is the core descendant of the Bifang Clan, his cultivation is in the realm of great power, and he is responsible for the Bifang Clan's intelligence system in the Zhou Kingdom.

Tai Yao is revered in the Bi Fang tribe. Tai Yao is the proud quasi-emperor of the Bi Fang tribe in the mythical era. Although in the eyes of many people Tai Yao is just a nanny who takes care of babies, these words can only be heard. You must know that the quasi-emperor is here

The Imperial Clan at its peak was also a top existence.

Tai Sui raised his eyebrows, are you so arrogant? You dare to collect information within the Qi Practitioner Tradition, but from another perspective, the Bifang Clan has sufficient confidence, otherwise they would not dare to let a core descendant practice in such a dangerous place.

"What do you think of the Zhou Kingdom?" Tai Sui asked casually, his eyes deep, his thoughts floating as he looked at this vast and surging river.

Under the perception of his spiritual consciousness, light patterns flickered in the depths of the earth, the quasi-emperor's aura was surging, and the vast and majestic power was sleeping in it. Vaguely, he saw a blue blue quasi-emperor's battle clothes floating in it, and the quasi-emperor's Taoist soldiers were completely intact.

The combination of the quasi-emperor formations is like a rock, seamlessly integrated.

It's hard!

If the Zhou Kingdom shrinks, unless the quasi-emperor attacks or the Great Sage Bi Fang brings the Tianzun soldiers, it will not help. After all, the combination of the quasi-emperor formation and the quasi-emperor soldiers is equivalent to a quasi-emperor.

There are not many quasi-emperors in the Kunlun tribe, and they have to guard against the psychics of five emperor corpses, so they can't take action at all. In addition, there are several great sages in the Zhou Kingdom, and there is enough pressure to temper Tai Sui. This is Zhu Hong's deepest concern.

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Bi Yin pondered, frowned, and then slowly said: "The slave market may be the only chance."

Tai Sui nodded, he thought so too.

What is the core of a force?

It's human!

Everyone in a royal family like the Divine Phoenix Clan is a genius, but so what, their number is too small. If the next generation is accidentally gone, people die, and no matter how many ancient emperor's soldiers there are, it will be useless.

The internal struggle among the ancient great clans is very terrifying, and there are dozens of factions within it that are very normal. Once the competition at the core level within the Zhou Kingdom fails, future generations will die without a burial place.

The losers are unwilling to accept it. They don't want their descendants to die in this kind of struggle. Coupled with the chaos of the slave market, it may be the only place to escape pursuit.

"Let's go, the eyes monitoring me are finally disappearing." Tai Sui walked towards a teleportation array. The space was filled with aura, leading to a notorious place in Zhou Kingdom - the Slave City.

Slave City!

This is the Slave City, the largest slave trading market in the Zhou Kingdom. It is divided into different types of trading areas. There is a messy and chaotic mining area; there are domestic slaves and attendants area filled with practitioners of all levels; there are bright and charming female slaves area; there are powerful bloodline areas.

Kunlun District; the Qi Refiner District where Taoism is perfect...

As the largest open country in the Southern Region of Zhongshan, the slave trading ground in Slave City is the largest and richest in the Southern Region. Tens of thousands of slave merchants gather here, and the daily transaction volume of monk slaves reaches nearly 10,000 people, and there is a steady stream of slaves from all over the country.

The monk slaves were sent and sent to different areas continuously.

Countless iron cages and trading desks are densely packed all over the slave city. Tens of thousands of slaves are bought and sold like chickens, ducks, cattle, and dogs. Any resistance will inevitably be brutally punished, or even directly executed, to deter other slaves.

There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, the flow of people is huge, and it is chaotic with people coming and going every day.

This is not only the key area that the intelligence system pays attention to, but also the monitoring blind spot where omissions are most likely to occur.

It's so messy here, it's like a pot of boiling porridge.

When Tai Sui and Bi Yin were walking among them, they even saw a Qiongqi being sold on the trading platform. The blood of the Kunlun Fierce Clan was also sold as cattle and sheep.

As for the Qi Refiners, the two of them saw a lot of them along the way. Even the Jiuli monks from Xishan were among them, and they looked very miserable.

"What's going on with these Kunlun tribes?" Tai Sui pondered. If they were captured on the battlefield, they would usually have a very faint iron-blooded aura, but many of the Kunlun tribes looked very weak and did not look like they had received complete monk training.

Bi Yin's eyes flashed with sadness and he said: "They are the captured descendants of the Kunlun tribe and were sold as consumables."

War not only includes magnificent large-scale battles, but also various continuous methods of torturing the opponent's mind. Some Kunlun people captured on the battlefield will be captured by Qi Refiners and used as ruthless fertility machines, and then circulated through various channels.

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"Hey!" Tai Sui sighed. This is the fate of losers. Death is a luxury, and they can only passively accept everything.

"How much does it cost to redeem all the Kunlun people in Slave City?" Tai Sui suddenly asked, his eyes sparkling and his face serious.

Be respectful!

Huashenguan allowed him to directly see a magnificent battlefield. The Bifang tribe took the initiative to provide him with help, and Zhulongzi personally met him...

Man is not a tree, so how can he be ruthless? His heart is also made of flesh, so he naturally knows how to reciprocate kindness, and he will do his best to save every one he can.

Biin shook his head and said sadly: "It may be a mess, but it's not worth it. Countless slaves are shipped here every day.

The Kunlun Ancestral Temple saved slaves, but the Qi Refiners used this special divine material war to consume the foundation of the Kunlun people, so that after thousands of years it was of no use and had no effect at all.

Tai Sui threw a cloud of black energy at Bi Yin and left straight away, saying: "If I don't save them today, who will?"

Bi Yin sighed secretly and turned around to find the largest slave merchant in the slave city. He wanted to take away these tribesmen and he needed the help of these local snakes.

Deep in the Qi Master trading area, Tai Sui wandered around in this small trading area. In just a quarter of an hour, he saw more than a dozen Taoist Qi Masters, each of them with white bones, flesh and blood, and eyes.

Full of gloom.

It has to be said that the Slave City gave him a great shock. The internal struggles among the Qi Refiners were more brutal than he imagined. The monks became brutal and the ten major tortures of mortals had to be put aside. The Taoist hearts of these Qi Refiners were hit.

It must be crushed and belong to the real living dead.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the past, it was all lifeless, but Tai Sui, who had sharp eyes, still saw a boy with glimmering eyes. Although miserable, he had not completely reduced to

The living dead.

"The origin has been destroyed, the wheel and sea are shattered, and I can't live more than three years." Tai Sui was a little surprised. This kind of person should not appear in the slave market. After all, no one would buy a disabled person.

"Take a look with your heavenly eyes!" The voice of the Divine Phoenix Sword sounded in Tai Sui's heart.

It is difficult for this world to stand in the way of quasi-immortal weapons. Even if the boy's origin is completely separated, he cannot hide it from the eyes of the Divine Phoenix Sword.

Tai Sui raised his eyebrows, the stars in his eyes were changing, the passage of time, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the shape of a heavenly bird reflected in his eyes, its wings were as dazzling as a heavenly sword.

"I want this!" Tai Sui dropped a piece of red copper, which happened to be the price written on the sign behind the young man's face.

The boss was beaming with joy. He had been selling this piece of trash for half a year, and today he finally got his wrongdoer.

Unbeknownst to others, he questioned him for a long time and found out that the young man really had nothing. Even the memory of his soul had been washed away. Tai Sui, who thought the young man had a treasure, was certainly taken advantage of in the eyes of his boss.

Just a moment later, in an attic in Slave City, Tai Sui waved his hand in a sky-shaped courtyard and a pattern of light blocked all perceptions of outsiders, and then directly crushed a ten thousand-year-old medicinal plant, and absorbed the medicinal power and essence into

Inside the body of a young man.

In just a moment, the ancient medicine repaired all the boy's injuries. Although the wheel was still broken, at least his life was safe.

"My name is Tiangu, and I used to be a member of the Zhou royal family!" the young man said, his eyes gradually brightened, with a vague aura of half-step power, and then completely dimmed.

The boss was just a transformed dragon. He was once a monk from Sendai. Otherwise, according to the cruelty of the slave market, he would have been tortured to the point of being transformed into a human being.

Tai Sui's eyes flashed with surprise. He thought it was an ordinary bird, but he didn't expect it to be a big fish.

In this case, Tai Sui was not polite and said directly: "Do you know the weakness of Zhou State? I need your help to destroy Zhou State."

If the other party dares to refuse, he will use the Divine Skill. A half-step master in the past has no ability to resist in front of a saint. Besides, he did not forcibly search for souls. This is already a sign of respect. In this world, the strong are respected.

"I don't know if it's right or not. You can only try." Tian Gu said painfully. All his secret realms were destroyed. It was very painful to recall what happened. This was also the important reason why he escaped the torture of the slave boss. The injury itself was torturing him.

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