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3823 Chaos Grave Black Market


Yue Caixiezun's escape was just an interlude and did not attract everyone's attention.

Although Ye Kong did not want this woman to live, he was not too eager.

Ye Kong has been wandering around Butian City during this period.

At this moment, the place is full of venerables who have returned from treasure hunting.

Everyone takes out the harvest of this treasure hunting and exchanges what they have, and exchanges of equal value.

Although the business here is good, Zhuang Yu and others in the portable space said that for real busy business and good treasures, it is best to go to the Chaos Tomb black market.

Several big auction houses there have extraordinary treasures every day. sell.

Ye Kongxin said that since he had nothing to do, he might as well go see something.

Besides, hundreds of his slaves also wanted to go out and exchange some treasures, so he ignored the people from the Tenth Kingdom and directly left Butian City and flew eastward.

After flying for half a day, he finally arrived at the Tomb of Chaos. .

Because this was originally a piece of meat that Chaos had dropped into the Pure Land.

It was not small in size and was buried under Chaos' grave.

Therefore, from a distance, it looked like a piece of uneven rolling hills.

There are many old demons living on these high and low hills, and the former Demon Lord Qikai lived on one of the hills.

However, Ye Kong's cultivation level has reached the king level, and there will definitely be no robbers passing by here.

The real black market in the Tomb of Chaos is located on the highest, largest and most flat piece of open land here.

After countless years of development, a magnificent city has been formed here.

The owners of this city are the Su Xin clan, an ancient family from the Tenth Kingdom.

At this moment, Bian Haizheng, the young master of the Suxin tribe, was kneeling outside a small courtyard in a huge manor in the city, bowing his head and not daring to speak.

This huge manor is the ancestral home of the Suxin clan.

The strong men and masterminds of the Suxin clan all live in this manor.

In a small courtyard in this huge manor, Luo Jun and Huang Zhongmei, the ancestor couple of the Su Xin tribe, lived.

Bian Haizheng has been back for a while.

After becoming Ye Kong's slave, he returned to the Tomb of Chaos.

Although he brought back a huge amount of wealth, his father was still furious because his son had become someone else's slave, and the wealth he brought was also owned by Ye Kong.

However, Bian Haizheng's cultivation level is at 280,000 dimensions, and his father's cultivation level is not as good as his.

Although there were several elders with more than 300,000 or even 400,000 dimensions among them, when these people came forward to take a look, they all shook their heads in the end.

Because this slave mark is very powerful, it firmly locks Bian Haizheng's mental power.

If he takes it out forcibly, Bian Haizheng will become a fool on the spot.

At present, the only people who can take out Bian Haizheng's slave seal are the ancestors who live in the small courtyard, so Bian Haizheng kneels there, waiting for his ancestors to appear.

This is already the fourth month that Bian Haizheng has been kneeling here.

Bian Haizheng has been kneeling here without moving, but he is counting the days in his heart.

Xin said that it was almost time to reach the end of the treasure hunt.

The master Ye Kong was afraid that he was still alive and his slave mark was still there.

He carried the slave mark and cursed the moment when Ye Kong died.

He suddenly felt the pain from the slave mark that tore him apart.

He finally held back the pain.

He didn't dare to curse Ye Kong in his heart.

He could only pray for Ye Kong to return successfully.

In the past few months, he didn't know anything about the outside world, and he didn't even know that Ye Kong's cultivation had greatly increased.

Wanting Ye Kong to come out soon, Bian Haizheng became worried: The master asked him to come back to sell goods, but he kept kneeling when he came back.

What if he didn't sell the goods?

If the master found him, wouldn't he be punished?

The slave mark between his brows became more and more powerful, and he couldn't help but have the urge to leave this place and go help his master.

But at the moment when he couldn't control it, an old voice came out from the small courtyard, "Haizheng, why are you kneeling at my door?"

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When Bian Haizheng heard the voice of his ancestors, his face was full of joy and he said: "The two ancestors, the 108th generation grandson Bian Haizheng has met the two ancestors."

Luo Jun, the ancestor of the Suxin tribe, was a short old man with white hair and a white beard.

He shouted again and asked, "Why are you kneeling at my door?"

Bian Haizheng heard that the ancestor was impatient and said quickly: "Old ancestor, my descendants are useless.

They were planted with the mark of slavery.

I feel that I have no face to face my ancestors, so I have to kneel in front of my ancestors and ask for atonement."

Although the ancestor of the Su Xin tribe is not young, she is still open-minded.

The female ancestor Huang Zhongmei said, "How can you walk in the world without being bullied by others?

The best way at that time was to temporarily compromise.

As a respected person, only Living is the most important thing, only living has hope, everything is possible.”

When Bian Haizheng heard that the ancestor had no intention of blaming him, he quickly kowtowed and said, "My grandson has been kneeling in front of the door for more than a hundred days, just waiting for the two ancestors to help me remove the slave seal."

Luo Jun said, "Come in with me."

Bian Haizheng walked into the small courtyard.

This was the first time he walked into this mysterious small courtyard.

However, when he came in and took a look, he found that there was no bright and brilliant light outside, but the most ordinary courtyard house in the world.

There are three vegetable plots, and the two ancestors, Luo Jun and Huang Zhongmei, are actually dressed like farmers and women.

"Come in with me."

Luo Jun led Bian Haizheng into the hut and asked Bian Haizheng to kneel down.

Then he stood in front of him, pressed a dry palm on Bian Haizheng's forehead, raised his brows, and said: "This kind of bad behavior The person with the slave mark is so cunning, he actually connected the slave mark with his mental power, and even put a hidden button in it.

If he takes out the slave mark, his mental power will inevitably be damaged."

Bian Haizheng said, "The elders said the same thing.

They didn't dare to act rashly.

This is why my grandson came to disturb the ancestor."

The old man Luo Jun nodded and said, "It doesn't matter.

Although this person's method of making the seal is unique, his cultivation level is low after all, so this slave seal can be solved."

After hearing what the ancestor said, Bian Haizheng was relieved.

If the ancestor said no, then he really had nothing to do.

At that moment, Bian Haizheng was kneeling in the house, waiting for the old man Luo Jun to take off the slave seal.

But when Luo Jun put his hand on his forehead again, the old ancestor of the Suxin tribe showed a look of shock in his eyes.

"What's going on?

This slave mark has been strengthened countless times in just a moment."

Huang Zhongmei also walked in from outside and asked, "What's going on?"

Luo Jun said, "Why did the slave mark suddenly become stronger countless times?

Now even I can't figure out what is going on."

They didn't understand, but Bian Haizheng felt it and said in horror, "The master is here, he is calling me."

After saying that, he ignored the presence of the two ancestors and ran away.

The two ancestors of the Su Xin tribe stood stunned on the spot, Huang Zhongmei said, "Even if the master of the slave mark comes, the slave mark will not be strengthened countless times in an instant, right?"

Luo Jun thought for a while and said, "That means the master of the slave seal has greatly increased his cultivation.

I'm afraid it will be troublesome to take it off this time

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