Wen Ke looked at the big knife like a door panel, his beautiful eyes filled with despair.

It turns out that this is what death feels like.

This feeling is not good at all!

She is already a Holy King at such a young age.

In the future, maybe he can become a great saint.

But now, everything is over.

Immediately, her head will be separated from her body.

“#￥…￥”

However, just when the sword was about to cut off this beautiful head, a burst of chirping sounds sounded.

Bang!

The broadsword cut deeply into the soil, less than one centimeter away from Wenke's neck.

“#@￥#……”

The natives seemed to be discussing.

In the end, they had no choice but to kill him.

Instead, she was tied up with ropes.

They tied Wenke's hands and feet and passed a wooden stick through his hands and feet.

Jiang Wenke was lifted up like a pig.

Although he escaped a disaster.

But Wen Ke felt that it would be better to just let her die.

God knows what the consequences will be if caught by the natives.

Maybe they will be roasted and eaten.

Asked if I wanted to cry.

It would be too ugly to die like that...

Even if she dies, she wants to die beautifully!

Unfortunately, the natives would not do as she wished.

Now, she is just the prey of the natives.

At this moment, Wen Ke seemed to be able to understand the psychology of the natives when they were massacring them.

Despair, pain, regret...

But, it is no longer of any use.

Soon, Wen Ke was taken to the indigenous camp.

What surprised her was.

Besides her, she also met Wenjiao.

Wenjiao was also arrested.

The Vietnamese girls who glued themselves were caught earlier.

Fortunately, she surrendered directly.

Although the natives could not understand her.

But she raised her hands.

It seems that this action is common to the entire universe.

Both were locked in a cage at the same time.

Like an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

However, Yue Nu Jiaotu is much calmer now.

She entered the secret realm to plunder the resources of these indigenous people, so it would be reasonable for her to be caught, killed or eaten by the indigenous people.

Expecting someone to come to save her?

That's even slimmer than expecting a comet to hit a blue star.

So, I accepted it all calmly.

…

"Abominable, unforgivable!" The Great Sage Wentian was extremely angry.

His whole family wanted Ye Chen.

Not mentioning that Ye Chen was not wanted, the Wen clan lost many elites.

Even the Holy King of Eight Swords and the Holy King of Iron Root died in Ye Chen's hands.

Obviously, he still underestimated Ye Chen's strength.

"It is very likely that he has gained a lot of benefits in the secret realm, but my improvement is not small!" The Great Sage Wentian had a cold expression.

When he entered the secret realm, he was already at the peak of the One-Star Great Sage.

Now, he has entered the ranks of two-star great saints.

This is the secret realm.

If he relies on his own cultivation, it is estimated that it will be impossible to break through to the two-star Great Sage within ten or eight years.

But this also used more than 50,000 rough stones.

The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to improve it through raw stones.

But at least it was a breakthrough.

The combat effectiveness has reached another level.

What makes the Great Sage Wentian the most angry is that he still has no news about Wen Ke.

If it weren't for the soul card, it would still remain intact.

He thought that Wen Ke had been killed.

Ye Chen captured Wenke but did not kill him.

Even a fool knows why.

After all, as the most beautiful woman of the Wen tribe, Wen Ke was the first thought that came to her mind as to which man had captured her.

They must all solve her trigonometric functions.

When he thought of his beloved granddaughter being bullied by that beast Ye Chen, the Great Sage Wentian wished he could skin Ye Chen and get cramps!

But Ye Chen always appears and disappears.

No one can be found at all.

In fact, it's not that the Wen clan couldn't find Ye Chen.

But those who met Ye Chen, without exception, have become the dead souls of Ye Chen's men.

So far, more than a thousand people from the Wen clan have died in Ye Chen's hands.

More than five Saint King-level experts have fallen.

Another holy king was captured.

During the seven thousand years that the entire Wen clan existed.

None of them have ever suffered such humiliation.

Ye Chen must die!

Now, the Great Sage Wentian has completely given up exploring the secret realm.

He just wants to kill Ye Chen now.

As for the Asking Heart Saint King, he was full of fear.

Of course he knew why Ye Chen wanted to kill people from the Wen clan.

As the initiator of the destruction of the Ge clan, Ye Chen was probably the first one to kill.

Fortunately, he didn't meet Ye Chen.

Otherwise, death is certain.

"Promote, improve, I must improve as soon as possible!"

Under normal circumstances, Saint King Wenxin is only a four-star Saint King. If he wants to cultivate to the level of a Great Saint, it is simply impossible in a short time.

But it's different in the secret realm.
To be continued...