Chapter 907 Demonic
Seeing this extremely huge iron chain, Lu Yunxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed it from the air, and the iron chain was slowly pulled out.
As the iron chains were pulled out, the other ground suddenly shook, and three more huge iron chains rose from the mud.
These iron chains are connected to the huge surrounding mountains. Once pulled, they cannot move at all.
Lu Yunxiao didn't care where the chains were. He just stared at the center of the four chains, where there was a large mass of dark mud...
"help me!"
It seemed as if he felt the iron chain being touched, and an intermittent sound came from the mud.
"Finally found!"
Lu Yunxiao's eyes lit up and the corner of his mouth raised slightly. This person was the most important link in his plan for the Nether Python Clan in the Nine Netherlands.
At that moment, Lu Yunxiao waved his right hand and all the mud was shaken away, revealing a figure among them.
A man with a withered body, like a skeleton.
"Tsk, tsk, it's really sad that a generation of clan leaders fell into such a situation!"
Seeing the miserable state of this figure, Lu Yunxiao said secretly in his heart.
Yao Xiaotian is still ruthless!
My elder brother will take action when he says so.
But not eradicating the root cause was the biggest mistake.
If it were him, hehe...
Nonsence!
What to say!
How could such a kind person do such a thing?
Lu Yunxiao shook his head fiercely and cursed himself secretly.
"Save me, save me, save me, and I will make the entire Netherworld Python Clan serve you as my master!"
When Lu Yunxiao looked at the withered figure, the latter's sunken eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the former with a somewhat crazy look.
A hoarse roar resounded from the bottom of the underworld, like a ghost howling, chilling the soul.
"Who are you?"
Lu Yunxiao's eyes flickered and he asked deliberately.
With his gaze, Lu Yunxiao could find that extremely cold energy was constantly coming out of the four huge chains, consuming the fighting energy in the figure's body, leaving him in an extremely weak state.
It can be said that although the figure has the aura of a fighting saint, in fact, at this moment, an ordinary fighting saint can easily take his life.
"I am the leader of the Nine Netherland Nether Python Clan, Yao Ming..."
Facing Xiao Yan's inquiry, the skeleton-like figure gasped for a moment, and finally spoke. His voice was extremely hoarse, as if sand and stone had been rubbed against glass, extremely harsh.
"Yao Ming?"
"But I remember that the patriarch of the Jiuyou Earth Python Clan is called Yao Xiaotian, right?"
Lu Yunxiao rolled his eyes slightly and said with a chuckle.
"Yao Xiaotian?"
"ah!!!"
As if being stimulated, upon hearing the name Yao Xiaotian, Yao Ming immediately lost his mind and became extremely crazy.
"Yao Xiaotian, this bastard, bastard, he is the one who used poisonous tactics to seize my position, and sealed me at the bottom of this Nine Netherworld, ah!"
"This beast has caused me to suffer from hundreds of years of cold and cold energy. If I am lucky enough to see the light of day again in this life, my life will be worse than death!"
Yao Ming's eyes were blood red, endless resentment emerged from his eyes, and his crazy roars resounded endlessly in the underworld.
The yin and cold power of Jiuyou Huangquan invades the human body and is like a sharp blade. It stings so much that ordinary people cannot bear it.
Yao Ming had endured it for hundreds of years, so how could he not feel resentful?
At this moment, he was afraid that he would tear Yao Xiaotian to pieces.
Even if it means eating flesh and sleeping on skin, you can still do it.
"Sir, please save me. As long as you rescue me from here, I will agree to whatever you want!"
After Yao Ming roared wildly for a while, his emotions calmed down a little, and he began to plead with Lu Yunxiao, with a sad look on his face.
Those who can penetrate deep into the underworld are not simple.
Although Lu Yunxiao looked young, Yao Ming couldn't see through him at all. Instead, he could sense a sense of crisis from Lu Yunxiao.
His intuition told him that Lu Yunxiao was definitely capable of saving him.
Of course, he himself had to believe it.
Because for so many years, Lu Yunxiao is the only person who has entered the bottom of the Nine Netherworld.
Yao Ming couldn't help but grasp this only life-saving straw.
"Really, are you sure?"
"What if I said I wanted you to be my slave?"
Lu Yunxiao asked with a half-smile.
"I'm sure that as long as you can save me, Yao Ming will be willing to do it even if you are my master."
No one wants to be a slave, but Yao Ming has already been pushed to the edge of the cliff.
Compared to being tortured day and night by Jiuyou Huangquan, and dying helplessly in the end.
So what if I become Lu Yunxiao's slave?
At least, he could escape and have a chance to seek revenge against Yao Xiaotian.
He wanted revenge so much that he never wanted to kill his good brother with his own hands.
He doesn't ask for much, and he doesn't want to prove how great he is, but what he loses, he must get back with his own hands.
Those who betrayed him will all die.
For this, he is willing to pay any price.
"This is what you said, okay, I want a piece of your original soul."
Lu Yunxiao is not polite. It is an equal exchange. Since you are willing to do so, why should I refuse?
Isn’t it nice to get a slave for nothing, but he is still a powerful slave in the middle stage of the Two-Star Fighting Saint?
Compared to agreeing to any request, it is more reliable to directly become the master of Yao Ming.
In the original work, although Xiao Yan saved Yao Ming, he did not control the Jiuyou Earthly Python Clan too tightly.
But he is different. He will take all the forces he can control.
The only people who can make him show mercy and make concessions are his relatives and friends, but Yao Ming has nothing to do with him.
He rescued Yao Ming, then avenged Yao Ming and took back the position of clan leader, while Yao Ming obeyed his command unconditionally, and the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan served him. This was the deal.
A pure exchange of benefits.
He didn't force it, everything was done voluntarily by Yao Ming.
"A ray of soul origin?"
Hearing this, Yaoming gritted his teeth and his eyes flickered.
To be honest, he really didn't want to be controlled by others, but he was really fed up with these hundreds of years of pain.
Unless Yao Xiaotian is killed, he really won’t die in peace.
Resentment surged in her heart, and Yao Ming nodded fiercely.
"good!"
"Your Excellency, please help yourself."
Yaoming growled with anger in his eyes.
"happy!"
Hearing this, Lu Yunxiao laughed loudly, stepped forward, raised his right hand, and covered Yao Ming's forehead.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yunxiao pumped hard, and a stream of soul origin was torn apart and poured out.
The pain that penetrated deep into the soul made Yao Ming's pupils suddenly dilate, his diamond-shaped eyes were bloodshot, and his already withered face looked as ferocious as an evil ghost.
(End of chapter)
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