Chapter 137 Huge Slave Power

boom!

The ghost deacon who flew out was then concentrated by a blue beam of light, and rushed forward again, with a look of gnawing mud.

puff!

At this moment, the blood in his body was tumbling again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, which appeared very bright red in the purple electric silver light.

"Damn it, it's you guys!"

He saw Shaobaitou, Gu Feng and others outside the witch formation, and the murderous intent in their eyes surged like a tide.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

What responded to him was a few lasing shots, the fine iron guns flashing with murderous intent, and the ghost deacon rolled on the ground one after another, even if the witch array beams were lasing from the ground, he didn't care.

The purple lightning fell, and wisps of silver light exuded a destructive aura and entered his body, completely dissipating the fighting spirit in his body, and pouring into the divine orifice linked to the Tianmai.

Not only that, but there were bursts of numbness in his body, and the arm that was pierced by the hook on the big gun had already turned black and purple, and his entire arm was already numb.

"mean!"

The ghost deacon was so angry that he yelled and jumped up again, wanting to run away, but a big gun came oncoming, making him back again.

call out!

While tumbling, I only felt a tingling pain in my waist, several blue lights pierced through my body, and I fell to the ground with a plop. Tianmai realm fighters are very strong, but there is a limit to their strength.

After the Guixu Finger Knife flew back into his hand, Xia Tuo flicked his fingers and said, "You fell down before I exerted any force."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After waving their hands, Feng and the others quickly walked up to the ghost deacon, grabbed him and dragged him towards Xia Tuo.

Be careful!

Under the ghost mask, light burst out of the dark eye holes, Feng and Shaobaidou, who were dragging the ghost deacon, were directly knocked out, and the ghost deacon's figure got up and ran down the tribal mountain.

In such a situation, no one thought that the old guy still had the strength to escape.

Patriarch Xia, who was very stinky just now,

Immediately, the old leader turned face down, didn't he slap him in the face of Patriarch Xia, or slap him.

The next moment, the staggering figure of Ghost Deacon who ran two steps stopped suddenly, and in front of him was a row of more than twenty witch cannons, all of which were aimed at him.

In an instant, a chill rose up.

At this moment, he didn't know whether to say a word or not.

Turning his head slowly, the Ghost Deacon looked at the people surrounding him, his eyes froze in the black hole in the mask.

"Speak up if you have something to say."

After a long time, the ghost deacon choked out such a sentence.

Xia Tuo stepped forward and looked at the blood-stained old man, the dry and cracked body, the withered yellow hair, and the hunched body, which looked very weak. It was such an old guy, and after so much effort, he still didn't get rid of it. crushed.

Ghost Deacon looked at Xia Tuo, and he saw that Xia Tuo was the person in charge.

"It's my fault for breaking into your department at night. I apologize and am willing to redeem my life."

Xia Tuo waved his hand without responding to Deacon Ghost's words.

"put!"

boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, ten of the witch cannons surrounding Ghost Deacon exploded.

Of course, these are all mixed-blood beast cores, but for the ghost deacon in this state, it is still extremely terrifying. His strong body was completely blinded by the explosion, and he lay on the ground with blood and flesh, eyes full of life. Nothing to love.

His injuries were all skin traumas, which looked terrifying, but in fact they didn't cause much damage, but his body couldn't hold it anymore, half of his body was numb, his fighting spirit was defeated, and a curse lingered outside his body.

This time it was planted.

"Break limbs."

Patriarch Xia, who was extremely afraid of death, said again in order to prevent this guy.

Suddenly Feng came with a big gun, and a sneer flashed across his mouth.

hey-hey!

"don't want."

Click! Click! Click! Click!

what! what! what! what!

"Asshole!"

Under the grimace mask, Oni Deacon's hoarse voice roared.

"It's ridiculous that I, Gui Qiong, would be planted in such a small tribe!"

"Extremely ridiculous!"

"Drag over here."

Xia Tuo stopped paying attention to the old guy's nagging, and waved someone to drag him into the totem hall.

"Woo~~~"

Wuwu flew and looked at the muddy mass of flesh and blood lying on the ground, and couldn't believe that the old man was beaten like this.

"Xia Tuo, is Wuwu great or not? This old man still wants to replace Wuwu's mark. He's overthinking his abilities."

"Excellent, I will punish him to catch fierce beasts and eat them in the future."

"Okay." He suddenly grinned.

On the totem pillar, the cyan light flickered, flickering and extinguishing like breathing, turning into a beam of light and casting it on the ghost deacon.

"don't want."

There was a fright in the ghost deacon's eyes. He finally understood why his subordinates would betray him. They had all become slaves of this tribe.

hum!

The next moment, his expression was in a trance, and he saw the phantom of the human face and bird body again, a kind of fear derived from the soul, and he was powerless to resist.

Then it fell into complete darkness.

"It's not to blame, he just passed out, it's because you hit too hard, even a person who used to be in the Divine Hidden Realm can't bear such a heavy hand."

"Divine Hidden Realm?"

Wuwu's words made Xia Tuo stunned for a moment. He just took off the ghost mask of the ghost deacon. Sure enough, there is a reason for wearing the mask, just like a blind date with a mask in the previous life.

Self-knowledge is the most important thing about ugliness, and Ghost Deacon did a good job. His sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and crooked mouth are really ugly, so Xia Tuo put the grimace mask on him again.

"You said he was in the Divine Hidden Realm?"

Wuwu tilted his head and corrected: "It was the former Shenzang realm. Three blood apertures in his body were opened and then blocked again, so he belongs to the Tianmai realm now."

"No wonder you are so resistant to beating."

Xia Tuo suddenly realized that he was a witch array, a black hand, and a drug maker, and he was really ugly beyond his appearance.

"Is the slave totem planted?"

"Take a look at the mask."

Xia Tuo took off the ghost deacon's mask again, and a cloud of blue light gathered between his eyebrows, and a blue light wandered in the middle of the blue light, outlining the figure of the Xia tribe's totem god.

"Don't worry, Wuwu is the totem master. Although I haven't grown up yet, we are born with a high status. We don't know what it means to win at the starting line. No, Wuwu can't help it. Who made us have this condition."

Wuwu shook his head with complacency, Xia Tuo turned his face away directly, feeling unbearable for this stinky guy.

"When will he wake up?"

"I don't know about this, you have such a heavy hand, you don't know how to count."

Soon, Qiaoer entered the totem hall, holding a ball of black pills in his hand, Xia Tuo took off the mask for the ghost deacon, ready to take the pills from Qiaoer's hand for him to take.

what!

The next moment, Qiaoer yelled.

"It's ugly."

boom!

Qiaoer hummed and kicked the ghost deacon, so ugly that scared Qiaoer.

In desperation, Xia Tuo picked up the witch medicine pills on the ground, opened the ghost deacon's mouth, stuffed it directly for him, and put the mask on him.

This is the voodoo antidote on the barb of the refined iron spear. It is thanks to this voodoo that most of this guy's combat power has been removed.

"Ok."

Not long after taking the witch medicine, Ghost Deacon woke up. His eyes were in a trance, and it took him a while to react. He felt the burning heat between his brows. Once malice towards the figure in front of him grew in his heart, he would notice a A catastrophe.

"Woke up."

Xia Tuo stood in front of him, waiting for the ghost deacon to wake up. His limbs were broken and he couldn't move at all. He could only shake his body, and there was severe pain all over his body.

"Tell me."

"What is the relationship between the slave market in Zejin City and the Black Crow Tribe?"

The ghost deacon leaning against the stone wall heard Xia Tuo's words, his eyes flickered with gray, and it took a long time before he became angry.

"Black Crow Tribe."

There was a kind of disdain in Ghost Deacon's tone.

"It's just a soil turtle in the Tuze Wasteland. We just cooperate with each other. It can even be said that the Black Crow Tribe obeys the slave owner."

"you?"

Seeing the coldness on the corner of Xia Tuo's mouth, Ghost Deacon couldn't help but shudder.

"It's them they."

"Who are they, slave masters?"

Ghost Deacon's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he said after a while: "I don't know who they are, I was sent to the Tuze Wasteland by a powerful slave owner named Qiu ten years ago, and I was with you. Several other deacons were sent to slave markets in other cities."

"The Black Crow tribe is responsible for capturing slaves, and 70% of the beast core resources they get will be handed over to the slave owners behind me."

Xia Tuo frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You mean, the Black Crow Tribe put in effort, but in the end they can only get 30% of the beast core?"

"yes."

"Then the Black Crow Tribe is willing?"

"Lord~~Lord~~"

The blue totem imprint on Ghost Deacon's eyebrows flickered, and a chill made him tremble.

"My lord, the Black Crow Tribe dare not resist, even if they are not reconciled, otherwise the powerful slave master will completely destroy the Black Crow Tribe, and then just change another tribe to control the Tuze Wasteland. In the chaotic valley near the wilderness, the upper-class dragon fish tribe was wiped out overnight because they were unwilling to cooperate with the slave owners."

"I only know that the slave owner who sent me is called Qiu, but I don't know much about the others. The slave owner of Qiu controls the slave markets in several nearby regions. As for whether there are any powerful existences above, I don't know. "

"Then who is in charge of the slave market in the Black Crow Tribe?"

"The Black Crow Tribe is responsible for the Second Elder of the tribe. The city lords in each city are considered helpers. Except for the Second Elder of the Black Crow Tribe who will appear every year when the beast cores are distributed, they will not participate in the slave market at other times. things."

"Come here, take him down for treatment first."

After getting what he wanted, Xia Tuo waved his hand to ask the ghost deacon to take him down. The old man Feng was watching him outside the totem hall, and he heard what the ghost deacon said just now outside.

"so close."

Looking at old man Feng, Xia Tuo let out a long breath of relief.

"Things have to be done in moderation."

Without refuting Old Man Feng's words, Xia Tuo nodded. Fortunately, the deacon who controls the slave market in Zejin City has not yet spread the matter.

A powerful existence that made the Black Crow Tribe obedient and obedient, he is not something he can offend right now, and he should be coaxed.

That's right, Patriarch Xia decided to follow his heart.

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