"It's almost time. I'll send these guys to the auction house. Let's have a drink!" A Taoist master looked at the time and said.

Those emperors who were captured from the lower realm will basically be sent to the auction house of the Antarctic Palace for the nobles and wealthy people in the city to buy them. The selected emperor will be taken to the nobles and brought back to their manors, and then arranged by those nobles to fight to the arena.

"You guys, don't let me escape..." An angry flame surged in the eyes of a great emperor and shouted sternly.

He could feel the richness of spiritual power in the world, and even felt that the shackles that had previously restricted his cultivation had disappeared!

As long as he escapes, his cultivation will definitely be a thousand miles a day!

At that time, all the humiliation he suffered here today... will be returned together!

"Escape?" A Taoist priest smiled jokingly, "Do you know, how many guys are thinking the same as you? All of those guys died in the arena!"

"You animals have no hope of escaping in your life!"

As the Taoist Lord said, he instantly came to the emperor, and the powerful pressure suppressed the emperor to the ground.

He stepped on the emperor's face, and the joking meaning in his eyes became more and more intense: "You... will be slaves for the rest of your life!"

"Yes, damn..."

The emperor clenched his fists and wanted to get up, but Daozun's trampling was like a mountain, and he had no way to resist.

The Lord stepped on the emperor, looked around all the emperors who had been banned from cultivation, and sneered: "You animals, remember them. In this Antarctic City, you are animals, and don't treat yourself as a person!"

The emperors could not hide their anger on their faces, but they could do nothing about it.

In the face of absolute power, they have no ability to resist at all!

"Turn your feet away."

Just as the Lord was scolding the emperors of the lower realm, a very cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The Taoist Zun, who was stepping on the emperor's head, was slightly stunned. Looking into the voice, he saw a man wearing a silver mask standing not far away, his eyes extremely cold.

The Taoist priest carefully investigated Zhang Ziling's cultivation level, but it also revealed that Zhang Ziling was only an imperial rank.

However, Jin Ning, who was following Zhang Ziling, had the strength of Dao Zun.

After confirming Zhang Ziling's strength, the Lord's mouth couldn't help but smile and said, "Yo! How dare you provoke me if you are a mere imperial rank waste?"

"I said, move your feet away."

Zhang Ziling's momentum did not change at all, but his tone became colder.

The Taoist priest was stunned again, then pointed at Zhang Ziling, laughed at his companion, "Hahaha! This guy is crazy!"

The other few Taoist priests were also laughing, their eyes full of jokes.

"Did that guy think he is invincible in the world after wearing a mask?" A Taoist master looked at Zhang Ziling and sneered.

A Taoist priest next to him also shook his head and chuckled: "I am just an imperial rank, I'm catching a lot of people in this city. When will this little bug dare to provoke us?"

"Come on anybody and kill him. I'm in a hurry to send these animals, don't waste time."

The several Taoist priests did not take Zhang Ziling seriously at all. They stood beside them and laughed at him freely, but the suppressed emperors dared not speak out.

There is no way, people will inevitably be strong. Their impulse now will only lead to death. Only by swallowing their anger can they survive well!

Now for them, living... is hope!

Zhang Ziling looked at the laughing Taoist Zun calmly, but his momentum still did not change at all.

The next moment, a black blade passed by.

The Taoist Zun, who was stepping on the emperor of the lower realm, suddenly felt his body unbalanced, and suddenly realized that his legs were cut off by something. He fell to the ground and blood gushed.

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

There was silence around him, and everyone stared at Zhang Ziling as if they had seen a ghost.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The pain of the broken leg made the Lord roar, and the black blade directly cut off one of his legs. The dark demonic energy attached to his wound, making it impossible for him to heal at all!

The suppressed emperors stared at Zhang Ziling in a daze, their eyes full of incredibleness.

They were all suppressed by the Dao Zun, and they knew how strong these arrogant Dao Zuns were!

But they hadn't even seen Zhang Ziling take action, and the powerful Taoist priest was cut off one of his legs...

So strong!

The faces of the several Taoist priests next to them became extremely ugly, and Zhang Ziling's strength was somewhat beyond their imagination.

Jin Ning, who was standing behind Zhang Ziling, saw the Taoist Zun who was falling to the ground and screaming in pain. His pretty face was as white as paper, and his delicate body was trembling slightly.

The oppression force Zhang Ziling gave her was as strong as ever!

"Help me stop him!"

The broken-legged Taoist Lord was covered in cold sweat on his forehead and shouted with gritting teeth.

The demonic energy attached to his wound is constantly eroding his power. If it is not treated early, he will undoubtedly die!

As the Taoist lord called out, the other people also reacted and rushed towards Zhang Ziling, wanting to take Zhang Ziling down.

Zhang Ziling's expression was calm, and he walked towards the Taoist priests without any haste. The dark demonic energy spread under his feet and spread around him.

In an instant, the Taoist priests appeared in front of Zhang Ziling. They were both harsh and terrifying, and their terrifying aura exploded from their bodies, and they were about to take Zhang Ziling down in one fell swoop!

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Zhang Ziling didn't even take action, and the demonic energy around him turned into spikes, piercing the Dao Zuns rushing over, dripping blood!

Scarlet blood dripped to the ground, and the Taoist priests showed horror on their faces, holding the spike in pain, trying to pull it out of their abdomen.

Zhang Ziling walked calmly below the Taoist priests and stopped in front of the Taoist priests with broken legs.

"I asked you to move your legs apart just now, don't you understand?" Zhang Ziling asked indifferently.

The broken leg Taoist master suddenly shrank, and his body trembled violently because of fear: "What are you doing?"

Click!

Zhang Ziling stepped into the chest of the Taoist priest, his ribs were broken, and scarlet blood sputtered out!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The bones were broken, the internal organs were trampled, and endless pain tore his nerves.

A shrill howling resounded all around.

The emperors of the lower realm stared at Zhang Ziling in a daze, and a shock flashed through their eyes...

So cruel!

"Baoshi, I'm asking you..." Zhang Ziling looked at the Taoist lord indifferently and said coldly.

laugh!

The other leg of the Taoist Lord was torn apart by the demonic energy, and the bones turned into debris, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

The Taoist priests who were nailed in the air were so sharp that their eyes were split, and endless fear appeared on their faces.

"Quick! Hurry! Save people!"

At this moment, a large number of soldiers rushed from afar, with awesome momentum, and even caused the ground to start to shake.

When several Taoist priests saw reinforcements coming, they couldn't help but look ecstatic on their faces.

Zhang Ziling turned his head and looked at the large number of soldiers. His handsome face under the silver mask showed a bloodthirsty sneer.

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Chapter completed!