The first thousand nine hundred and twenty-three chapters of atrocities

The Black Bird Star is located in the Dark Demon Territory-the Kraka Galaxy. In this galaxy, various races, large and small, exist. Among them, the Golden Scale Race has a galaxy-level powerhouse, which makes the Golden Scale Race suddenly grow. It is the strongest race in the Kraka galaxy.

As the Golden Scales grew, they began to attack other races, killing the strong of other races, capturing the weak and turning them into slaves in exchange for soul coins, making the many weak and small races in the Kraka galaxy unhappy.

The silver tribe also belongs to one of these sad races. A large number of warriors of the silver tribe sacrificed, and countless girls and boys were captured by the Jinlin tribe as slaves for auction.

There are three types of slave auctions. The first is that some pretty girls are bought by some evil monks, and they are tortured as a furnace or imprisonment for cultivation. Life is not as good as death. It is also an extremely tragic one.

The second type is to sell it to some slave farms, where the body is branded and sealed, and cruel duels are offered to some people to watch, so that the arena can earn soul coins.

The third type is better than the first two. Some powers and families buy many young monks and imprint their spiritual imprints, let them become dead waiters within the powers and families, and conduct devil training to help family powers fight for benefits.

But no matter which kind it is, it is an unbearable pain for these misfortuned races.

On a huge star, the headquarters of the Jinlin tribe, buildings are springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the warriors of the Jinlin tribe are patrolling the surroundings and the defense is extremely tight.

There is a huge dark black spaceship suspended above the headquarters. This is the place where the patriarch of the Jinlin clan lives.

"I want to see the patriarch!" A man wearing dark golden armor with a broken arm flew over the spaceship, and was instantly stopped by two clan guards.

The two clan guards looked at his broken arm, frowning slightly, and there was a faint feeling of unpleasantness.

"You wait here first, I'll report to the patriarch!" A clan guard immediately flew into the spacecraft.

After a while, the clan guard flew out again and looked at the young man with the broken arm and said, "The clan leader lets you in!"

The young man with broken arm was one of the guards who escaped from the Jinlin clan stronghold of Tanyu Star. However, Yinji cut off an arm in the battle. His breath was extremely weak. He finally took a flying machine and hurried back to Jin. The headquarter of the scale clan reports the situation.

The interior of the spaceship is vast and vast, and it has been transformed into a magnificent and luxurious palace. The ground is padded with furs that do not know what wild beasts. There are several black long columns on the left and right sides, and the stigma burns with blue flames, making the entire palace flood With a weird breath.

In front of the palace, the huge throne was suspended in the air, surrounded by purple curtains, faintly heard the girl's cute laughter and the sound of laughter.

The young man with a broken arm came to the palace and knelt directly on one knee, "Subordinate, pay homage to the patriarch!"

At this time, the voice in the throne stopped, and the curtains were automatically lifted to the sides without any wind. A tall and strong man flew out barefoot, wearing only a gorgeous robe, and there was something on his forehead. Three golden sharp horns, look hideous, not anger or prestige.

"Well, you are the guard of Tanyu Star? Why do you come to see me?"

The man in front of him is the patriarch of the Jinlin tribe and the top powerhouse of the Kraka galaxy, Qiuholmium.

"Patriarch, Lord Kuhan died in battle, and our stronghold of Tanyu Star was attacked...All the slaves escaped, and our Jinlin clan guards suffered heavy casualties." The young man with the broken arm bowed his head and said in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about?" Qiuhou's face condensed, and he shouted, a powerful pressure swept across the palace in an instant, causing the body of the young man with the broken arm to sink below, and the bones made a gurgling sound because of the strong pressure. .

"My brother is dead? Someone dared to go to Tan Liuxing to take away those hard work, **** it!" Qiuhao took a deep breath before controlling the eruption of true essence, and at the same time, the body of the young man with his severed arm loosened.

"Tell me who dared to go to Tanluo Star to rescue those **** slaves!" Qiuhao's eyes were torch, staring at the young man with the broken arm, his face revealed a cold breath.

The young man with Broken Arm said, "Yes...a member of the Silver Clan, that is, the Silver Clan's Yin Ji. I don't know where she found a strong man, and Master Kuhan died in that person's hands."

"A galaxy-level powerhouse?" Qiuhao frowned his cyan eyebrows, his eyes lost in thought. He knows no number of galaxy-level powerhouses in the Kraka galaxy, and those galaxy-level powerhouses do not dare to fight directly with the Jinlin clan. That's right.

"He seems to be at the Xinghai-level elementary realm, but his combat effectiveness is extremely sturdy!" The broken-arm youth said with difficulty.

"Ok?"

Qiuhou frowned even more tightly, and a monk of the Xinghai-level elementary realm dared to provoke their Jinlin tribe. Moreover, Kuhan, a Xinghai-level high-level, actually died in the hands of that person.

"Xinghai-level elementary students can kill Kuhan. I think there should be some amazing treasure in their hands." Qiuhao said faintly, and there was a greedy desire quietly across the dark golden eyes, as if he had forgotten Kuhan. The death of Han.

Kuhan is his half-brother, and the relationship between the two is extremely cordial, but for cultivators, their life span is extremely long, and in this extremely long life span, they have become extremely weak in affection and cultivation. Not sooner or later will run out of life, and Kuhan's death is far inferior to being provoked and majestic.

"Okay, very good, the silver clan and the mysterious powerhouse... I will definitely squeeze them to death with my own hands and make them regret the wrong things they have done before."

Qiuhao said coldly, exuding endless murderous aura. After all, on the throne, a beautiful girl suddenly flew in front of Qiuhao, her beautiful face showing fear.

"Are you a member of the silver race?" Qiuhou stared at the petite girl in front of him, his eyes as cold as ice.

"My lord... My lord, forgive me..." The face of the girl who was shrouded in true essence showed a terrifying expression, her pupils contracted, and her silver eyes were full of fear.

The corner of Qiuhu's mouth evoked a cruel arc, the true essence suddenly shrank, and the powerful true essence suddenly burst the girl into a cloud of blood. Seeing this, the young man with a broken arm suddenly turned into a streamer and turned directly toward The horned holmium rushed away, and the palm of the remaining arm was condensed with rich true essence, like a knife blade, cut to the throat of the horned holmium.

"I thought I couldn't see this trick." Qiu Yan looked at the young man with the broken arm coldly, and snorted coldly. The whole body exuded rich true essence, which turned into two big hands, directly confining the young man with the broken arm. Tearing in half, blood spurted out.

It turned out that this young man was deliberately let go by Zhuo Bufan, and controlled him with mental power, in order to explore the old nest of the Jinlin tribe, and by the way to see the strength of the Jinlin tribe's **** holmium.