"Servant... servant?" The poisonous ivy demon glared at his eyes, tsk twice, looked at Chen Changsheng with gloating expressions, and sneered, "Haha, that kid really dared to think that he actually let the old leader be his servant. He is really fearless."

"Hey... guess how would you deal with that kid with the old sect's temper?" Another demon emperor with a cultivation level similar to that of poison ivy licked his lips and smiled in a buzzing voice.

"Cramp and skin?" A little demon from the realm of Heaven stretched out his neck and whispered.

"Skinned?" The poison ivy demon rolled his eyes and glared at the tribe in anger, sneering: "Silly thing, what is this punishment? Just catch a monster in the sea, and you are not afraid of skinning. In my opinion, if that kid falls into the hands of the old master, he will probably be cut into slices and fry it in a pan for three to five years, and then fish it out and drink it for wine."

"Poison Ivy Demon, what is the method of oil pan? I remember that the old sect's most powerful is soul refining? Tsk tsk! That taste is really a human being. You can't live or die..."

"Soul Refining?" The tiger shark demon standing beside him shivered and said, "It is to put that kid's soul in the saplings and rocks, endure endless loneliness and millions of years of wind and rain, unable to speak or move, and can only look at himself day after day, year after year, and suffer such sin?"

"Hmph, there is no need to say that the sea python demon emperor awakened his ancient bloodline and ran to provoke the old master. In the end, he was stripped out the demon soul and refined it into a sapling. It has been thousands of years since the sapling has grown less than three meters. Hehe! It would be impossible to transform into a demonic shape again without hundreds or tens of millions of years of wind and sun exposure."

“…”

The monsters at the entrance of the beast prison all started to discuss in a low voice, and their eyes fell on the Shenmu Taoist, intentionally or unintentionally. Among them, the demon emperors who were second only to the Shenmu Taoist. They did not participate in the discussion of other monsters, but looked at the Shenmu Taoist with a very different face and complexity.

In my eyes, the light flashed continuously.

At this moment, the Taoist Shenmu, whose whole face became ferocious and twisted, his eyes were full of resentment, looked at Chen Changsheng violently, and said with a crazy laugh: "Little beast, do you also want me Taoist Shenmu, to bow your head and admit defeat and be your servant?"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Taoist Shenmu endured the burning pain inside the tree soul, and the momentum on his body surged again. Countless souls, Ye Sha, Sha, Sha, fell down, and turned into different shapes and strange sea soldiers, covering the entire beast prison.

Although the quality of these naval soldiers is not as good as the magic weapon on Liu Qingyang, they are better than that of a large number. Looking around, there are at least three or four thousand pieces.
Chapter completed!