After listening to the captain's words, the buyers on the watch stage whispered and talked a lot.
Everyone thinks that the number of Yuanqi stones and Taoist stones is not much, but the key is what kind of top-quality materials can reach the eye of the Heavenly Palace.
Just as the auction was about to begin, suddenly, a middle-aged slave jumped out and pointed at the captain's nose, cursing angrily: "Dou Xiao, you are the fighting genius of our Dou tribe for the ages. Why do you want to betray us and be the Tianwai Palace.
Your slave! You are obviously the last hope of our fighting tribe!”
As soon as this middle-aged slave finished scolding, two monks from the Heavenly Palace immediately came over and kicked him.
The captain of the golden mask named Dou Xiao did not react at all, as if there was only a walking corpse under the mask.
"Bold! Being arrogant! Do you dare to call yourself a fighting clan, and you are looking for death?"
Two monks from the Heavenly Palace punched and kicked the middle-aged slaves without any mercy.
"Remember, you are a sin clan, not a fighting clan!"
"Your ancestors committed a tremendous sin, which is a sin that cannot be redeemed for seven epochs!"
"So you men must be slaves for generations, and women must be prostitutes for generations!"
"If our palace master hadn't seen Dou Xiao's talent and appointed him as the patrol team leader for exceptional reasons, you sinned tribe would not even have a slave to use!"
After scolding the monk from Tianwai Palace, who beat the most, turned around to look at Dou Xiao.
"Your clan's crimes engraved on the stele of crime are to be read one by one to them! Humph, if you don't recite the inscription for a day, you will forget what you are!"
The monks in Tianwai Palace who were lower than themselves shouted, but Dou Xiao's tone still did not change at all: "The first sin of the sin clan is to betray the human clan and live in vain; the second sin is to sell friends for honor, to be unkind and unrighteous; the third sin is to betray friends and be unkind and unrighteous;
Sect’s sin..." Chen Xuan, who was watching all this on the viewing stage, couldn’t help but frown slightly and looked at Panyuan on the left: “Pan Lao, this slave of the fighting tribe looks very heroic, why are he convicted of being a criminal tribe
, It seems to be very despised?"
"Hey, fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, you don't know that the Dou Clan was once a very brilliant and brilliant clan in the ancient era. They were born with extremely high combat talents and were very good at melee fighting. They were the origin of martial arts cultivators."
Panyuan explained with a little sigh and regret.
"It was only in the later era war that they betrayed the human race alliance and served for the burial immortals. Therefore, their descendants have been despised by the world for millions of years. No matter which ancient star field, the Dou tribe can only become slaves, pigs
Dogs are worse than that.”
"But the Dou tribe's talent is indeed very high. It has been passed down from generation to generation. There are no good cultivation resources. The living environment is harsh. It is a slave from birth. No one even teaches them how to practice. However, these Dou tribe people can still practice by doing hard work.
It has a lot of magical power, which is very suitable for mining spiritual ores. They have also advanced to the special magical power of sensing various spiritual ores. No matter what precious ores are, they can determine the ore variety and value by just a little identification. This is why we want to
To dig out the Mother of Life, you must buy several slaves of the Fighting Tribe.”
After listening to Panyuan's explanation, Chen Xuan suddenly realized it.
Qiye and Yuan Wufeng around them also showed the same expression.
At this time, Dou Xiao in the Colosseum was still reciting the charges, but was soon interrupted by the middle-aged slave.
"Dou Xiao! The charges listed on our Dou Clan's Monument are all fake! We are born innocent! Why should we be slaves for others?"
This was almost said with gritted teeth, and even blood was found in the root of the teeth.
More than a hundred slaves of the fighting tribe all lowered their heads, feeling extremely humiliated and unwilling to accept it, but they could only grit their teeth and dare not resist.
"Grandpa..." The little girl named Ying'er was about to say something, but her grandfather immediately covered her mouth, for fear of angering the adults in Tianwai Palace.
However, the monk in the Tianwai Palace who punched and kicked the middle-aged slave did not take action this time, but instead sneered: "Born to be innocent?
Who told you this?"
"Our ancestors left their last words! For so many years, your Tianwai Palace has been covering up the truth!"
The middle-aged slave became more and more angry as he spoke.
"Our Dou Clan is born with a strong man. Tianwai Palace is afraid that we will rise again and become the strongest force in Tianwai Shangzhou, so we will continue to suppress us! This is the truth!"
Hearing the middle-aged slave said this, the monk from Tianwai Palace laughed: "Dou Xiao, it seems that your sin clan wants to rebel. Is it because you are the Taoist holy realm that the sin clan was born again after many years, so they think they rely on you
You can turn over?"
Dou Xiao remained silent.
The middle-aged slave stared at Dou Xiao with his eyes as a torch, and said in a loud voice: "He is right, you are the greatest hope of our Dou clan! Dou Xiao, the last words of our ancestors, once our Dou clan breaks through
In the Taoist Holy Realm, you will awaken the memories of our ancestors! You must have seen the truth of the war back then! Our fighting clan is not the sinners of the human race, but the heroes! Am I right?"
Dou Xiao still did not respond.
"It seems that there is something else in the history of this fighting clan."
Qiye's sword eyebrows slightly condensed.
The flames appeared in Yuan Wufeng's eyes: "What I don't like the most is that a race is oppressed and bullied. If there is really a hidden story, I will not let the Tianwai Palace be blown up with a blow!"
Obviously, the Divine Monkey King remembered the heavy historical past of his own race.
At this time, all the monks in the Tianwai Palace in the field were angry, and they took out their long whips and raised them high, and they were about to teach more than a hundred slaves a lesson.
"One person is ruthless, and the whole clan will be involved! Dou Xiao, why don't you take action?"
Seeing that the long whip was about to fall on the Dou tribe, especially the little girl named Ying'er was instantly scared and her face was pale. Chen Xuan, Qiye and Yuan Wufeng could no longer watch.
"You three don't meddle in other people's business!"
The leader of the Wenshen warned in a deep voice.
However, in the next moment, three figures had already entered the venue, and crackling sounds were heard, and the monks of Tianwai Palace fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Only Dou Xiao was not defeated.
Dou Xiao stared at Chen Xuan and the other two with cold eyes, slowly clenched his right fist, a terrifying force shocked the space and the pressure was extremely strong.
The monk from Tianwai Palace who had punched and kicked the middle-aged slave before barely got up and scolded in anger: "Who are you three?
He actually dared to attack our Tianwai Palace! He was impatient to live!"
"Your joyfulness can make this Evil Emperor, the Seven Nights Holy Lord, the Divine Monkey King take action at the same time, which is your highest honor before your death."
Chen Xuan spoke with a domineering and arrogant voice, which shocked the audience.
On the viewing stage, Panyuan and Yan Tian were stunned by the sightseeing platform, while Wen Zhengzhu scolded the three of them a hundred times in his heart.
All the monks of other forces showed surprise and incredible expressions. They could not have imagined that three monks from the Seventh Era would dare to act such a arrogant way.
"interesting."
Purple turns white and curls up the corners of the lips.
Yao Kuangzhou shook his head, saying it was ridiculous.