Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 936
Tiandaomen is still flying in the sky over the East China Sea.

The East China Sea is so big that even with the Heavenly Dao Gate, it is impossible to reach the East China Sea Shepherd's House in a short time.

A few days later, Ba Qianqiu's injuries also recovered a lot, and he also woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked around in surprise.

He, still not dead?
He suddenly sat up and looked at Mo Chen who was sitting cross-legged not far away. They didn't kill him?
"Are you awake?" Mo Chen opened his eyes and spoke calmly.

"What do you want to do? Torture me slowly?" Ba Qianqiu's expression was very vigilant. He never believed that Mo Chen would let him go, but deep down, he didn't hate Mo Chen either. If Mo Chen fell into his hands, he would not let Mo Chen go.

This is the winner is the king and the loser is Kou. If he loses, he should accept his fate.

Now that he is still alive, it seems that the other party wants to torture him slowly.

Mo Chen raised his mouth, shook his head and said, "Young Master, I don't have so much free time to torture you. Now that you can use your vitality, it's easy to die, just commit suicide."

Hearing the words, Ba Qianqiu hurriedly sensed the aura in his body, although his vitality was still a little unstable, but he could indeed use it freely.

He looked at Mo Chen in surprise, but still didn't understand what Mo Chen meant.

Mo Chen said: "I give you two choices, either become my slave or die."

Ba Qianqiu shrank his pupils and said angrily, "Zhuzi, you actually want to enslave me!"

Mo Chen shook his head and said: "I don't want to, but I have already planted a slave mark in your body. You think you are my slave. Of course, if you don't want to, you can kill yourself. The choice is in your hands."

After saying this, Mo Chen closed his eyes again, and practiced with peace of mind, as if opening his eyes was just giving Ba Qianqiu a choice.

As for how he chooses, he doesn't care.

Ba Qianqiu hurriedly sensed the body, indeed he could sense some changes in the body, and his face turned pale instantly.

It is such a shame that he, the majestic master of the Sword Sect, was planted with the mark of a slave.

Angrily, he raised his hand and wanted to kill himself, but when his palm fell on his forehead, he stopped again, and the surging vitality kept trembling, which seemed to show his struggling heart at the moment.

A man stands upright, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated, how can he be a slave.

However, there is only one life, and with this palm, he will be completely wiped out, and the ants are still alive, let alone him.

He is a strong man at the ninth level of Emperor Zun, the master of the sword gate, and his status is noble. When facing life and death, how could he be willing to die like this.

If it was killed by the strong, maybe nothing would happen, but it is very cruel to kill yourself, it is difficult for anyone to make a decision, this is also human nature.

For example, if you were killed by an enemy, or you fell asleep, and died without hope of survival or pain, you would not feel anything, but if you were to choose to commit suicide in a normal state, you would be extremely struggling inside, not to mention there are When survival is optional.

A strong man is also a human being, and a human being is afraid of death. At this moment, Ba Qianqiu is caught in this kind of extreme struggle.

Seeing Ba Qianqiu's hesitation, the corners of Mo Chen's mouth slowly raised, he opened his eyes, and said: "Although there is no kindness or enmity between you and me, from the moment you chased and killed me, you should be prepared to die. , this young master didn’t kill you, but spared your life, which is already considered kind, could it be that seeing that your strength is not bad, you don’t even have the qualifications to be my slave.”

The corner of Ba Qianqiu's mouth twitched, and his struggling heart seemed a little angry because of Mo Chen's words.

But he couldn't refute Mo Chen's words, just like what Mo Chen said, if he was not strong enough, he might have already become a corpse.

There is a saying that is good, if you can rectify others, it means that you have strength, and if you can be used by others, it means that you still have value.

Ba Qianqiu is still alive at this moment, it is nothing more than that he still has some value.

"From the moment you hesitated, I knew that you would not commit suicide again. It is human nature to be afraid of death." Mo Chen looked at Ba Qianqiu, and continued: "I know you may not be willing, It’s just to survive, there is no other choice, but I would like to advise you, it’s best not to have such thoughts, slave you because you are useful, if you survive, what’s the use of me wanting you.”

Ba Qianqiu laughed at himself, and put down his palm weakly. That's right, he failed to commit suicide in one go, and he hesitated in his heart, so it was difficult to kill again.

"Being enslaved by you, one thought can cut off my life and death, isn't this just living?" Ba Qianqiu said weakly.

Mo Chen stood up, came to Ba Qianqiu, and said: "I know you are very unwilling, but you asked for it all yourself, but I can give you a chance, as long as you do things for me wholeheartedly, wait for me." When I return to my peak, I will return your freedom."

"Is this true?" Ba Qianqiu's dark pupils suddenly flashed a bright light, like a bright star twinkling in the dark night.

Mo Chen glared at him fiercely, "My young master's words are bound to be worthwhile."

Ba Qianqiu was overjoyed, at least, he still had hope, instead of being a slave all his life, but what he didn't know was that Mo Chen's so-called peak was the peak of martial arts.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you immediately after you give me back my freedom?"

Mo Chen looked at him disdainfully, "Now you can't do anything to me, what's more, after Ben Shao regained his strength, you at that time were like ants to me, not much to you, and no less to you. "

Ba Qianqiu felt disdainful, no matter how you put it, he is also at the ninth level of emperor's respect, and in the whole world, who would dare to say that he is an ant, this kid is really insane.

But this is not important, as long as there is hope to restore freedom.

Mo Chen looked at him coldly, and said: "Don't be too happy, I have many enemies, and any one of them is stronger than you. If you want to regain your freedom, your own strength needs to be strengthened, otherwise you deserve to die. "

Ba Qianqiu naturally knew that Mo Chen's enemy was powerful, not to mention other things, it was just an inscription pattern palace, and no one would dare to provoke him. He only hoped that Mo Chen could recover quickly so that he could be free quickly.

"The resources in Ba Dao Sect are enormous, and I can restore all of your strength." Ba Qianqiu looked at Mo Chen and said.

The resources of Yizong are so huge, although he is a bit reluctant, but it is worth it if he can exchange for freedom.

Mo Chen shook his head lightly, making Ba Qianqiu's face darken, and said: "What? Do you want to go back on your word?"

Mo Chen said: "Let me recover even if the resources of Yizong are insufficient, because the peak of this young master is the peak of martial arts."

"The pinnacle of martial arts!?"

Ba Qianqiu was shocked, and the little bit of surprise that was rarely revealed instantly froze.

He admitted that Mo Chen's talent is evil, and the 20-year-old Emperor Zun's third-level realm is probably rare in the world. It is not an exaggeration to be called the No. 1 youth of the human race, but anyone can imagine the peak of martial arts of.

Even he himself, who has practiced for hundreds of years, is only in the middle stage of the Ninth Level of Emperor Zun. It is a big question mark whether he can go further in his lifetime, let alone reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

This Mo Chen is willing to let him go only after he has stabilized at the peak of martial arts. What is the difference between this and being a slave to him for the rest of his life?

In an instant, the hope that had been raised with great difficulty was instantly shattered like a phantom.

and many more!

Ba Qianqiu's eyes suddenly lit up again, looked deeply at Mo Chen, and asked in a concentrated voice: "Who are you?"

What Mo Chen said earlier was not to break through to the peak of martial arts, but to return to the peak of martial arts, which shows that his previous state was the peak of martial arts.

This……

Could it be that he is a strong man taking away the body of another person?
But his fundamental age is there, and he can't deceive people at all. Could it be that the strong are reborn?
Who will be the strong one?

Mo Chen didn't answer Ba Qianqiu's words, but just said: "What I want is not a waste that doesn't work hard. The opportunity has already been given to you. If you can't perform to my satisfaction during this period, what awaits you is death."

After the words fell, Mo Chen left the place, leaving Ba Qianqiu alone with a muttering expression.

"Are you at the pinnacle of martial arts? Who is this kid?"

Ba Qianqiu muttered to himself, suddenly, his eyes lit up, revealing an expression of incomparable shock, he heard the people around Mo Chen, and thought of Song Feiyang, could it be...

"Could it be him?" Ba Qianqiu was terrified, deep in his eyes, there was an indescribable complex color.

A few days later, Mo Chen and the others walked out of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and with the help of the Heavenly Dao Gate, flew over the East China Sea.

Ba Qianqiu had some guesses in his heart, coupled with the agreement with Mo Chen, he stayed by Mo Chen's side very honestly, and Song Feiyang turned into Hengyan, and Pu Huaqing turned into Elder Qiu, Liang Wenyao had long since changed his roots. He and Lu Zhengqing stayed in the Heavenly Dao Sect to practice.

This group of people, on the surface, seems to be the power to dominate the knife gate.

When walking out of the Heavenly Dao Gate, both Mo Chen and Song Feiyang glanced at Xie Pengfei intentionally or unintentionally. He still bowed there, making people sigh slightly.

……

Entrance to the Rainbow Bridge.

Whether it is those sea beasts or humans, they failed to meet the expectations of Longdao. More and more people gathered here, wanting to try it out. Looking at the past, we can see one thing in common. These guys are very young. More than 20 years.

Everyone was attracted by the conditions set out by Longdao, but those who tried it failed to complete it, and the process was even so dangerous that no one dared to try it rashly.

"Young Master Longdao, I want to try again." The eight-legged octopus monster stood up again after sitting cross-legged, as if unwilling to give up this opportunity.

His strength is not weak, and he has already reached the late eighth stage, so he doesn't believe it, and he can't shake the water in the cauldron.

Longdao didn't speak, but the person behind him said: "You have tried it, but it can't be done."

The eight-legged octopus said unwillingly: "I still want to try again."

The person behind Longdao still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Longdao, saying: "Anyone who wants to try is fine, but I hope to do what I can."

"Thank you, Mr. Longdao, I will take care of myself." The eight-legged octopus monster thanked, and then came to the cauldron again, instantly attracting the eyes of dozens of young people and sea beasts around.

The eight-legged octopus stretched out six legs, and only two legs fell to the ground. The other six legs all blasted towards the cauldron. The terrifying coercion was like a mountain, as if it could directly shatter the top.

However, when the terrifying power blasted into the cauldron, the water in the cauldron did not even emit the slightest ripple, as if it was like a strange devouring black hole, swallowing all the terrifying power of the eight-legged octopus monster, and it was even powerful. With the devouring power, it wants to swallow the eight-legged octopus monster together.

The eight-legged octopus monster looked extremely gloomy. His six legs were constantly changing in the air, as if forming a seal formula, and crazily blasted towards the cauldron. The terrifying aftermath made the surface of the East China Sea roar.

(End of this chapter)