But at this moment, a black shadow appeared in front of him and punched him hard.
The punch was caught off guard, and when he realized it was too late, he could only use his body to block it.
There was a click! The opponent's bones shattered, and the next moment the iron fist and iron shackles flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.
And this black shadow is naturally Zhang Xiaotian's puppet. The iron fist and iron shackles have their eyes on Mu Qingqian and are waiting for the opportunity to act. Why hasn't Zhang Xiaotian been like this?
As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows. The moment Mu Qingqian was attacked with iron fists and iron shackles was when he was most relaxed. This was also the best time for a sneak attack.
Wang Minghong's punch directly caused Iron Fist and Iron Shackles to lose their combat effectiveness. They fell to the ground and could not get up at all.
People in the Western underground world are all ruthless people. Even if they saw this scene, they were shocked. They didn't know when such a strong man appeared.
The most shocking thing is that he lost to the Death God Saleng. Now Mu Qingqian can't take advantage of him at all. Now there is a strong man in the realm of gods on the other side, who can kill Iron Fist and Iron Shackles instantly with one punch. This
Why not shock him?
Although there are many capable people under him, many of them are in the realm of refining gods, and those who are strong in the realm of divine connection only have iron fists and iron shackles.
Now that the iron fist and iron shackles had lost their resistance, and had no strength to fight anymore, he had no choice but to turn around and prepare to leave.
He is the number one person in the Western underground world, and he is naturally a decisive person. Knowing that he cannot take advantage, he immediately plans to turn around and leave.
Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but smile when he saw Saleng, the God of Death, trying to leave.
All this was as he expected.
"It's not that easy to leave now!"
Naturally, Mu Qingqian would not let him leave. He swung his long sword in his hand and slashed directly at the God of Death, Saleng, without giving the other party a chance to escape.
At this time, Death God Saleng also tried his best. He held the Death God's Sickle in his hand and swung it out with all his strength, colliding with Mu Qingqian's sword.
Boom! A loud sound resounded through the valley, and the collision of sword energy and knife energy almost covered the entire valley, one wave after another.
According to the idea of Salen, the God of Death, he wanted to take advantage of the reaction force of this collision to escape, but how could Zhang Xiaotian's puppet give him a chance.
When Salem retreated, Zhang Xiaotian's puppet appeared behind him.
I saw this puppet punching Salem, the God of Death.
At this time, Salen, the God of Death, could no longer remain depressed and could only swing out the Death Sickle and resist with all his might.
In his opinion, his Death Scythe is extremely sharp and contains elements of darkness. Anyone struck by it will be eroded by this dark power. Even if he is not seriously injured, his strength will be greatly reduced.
He has always been extremely confident in his Death Scythe.
But when the puppet's fist hit the scythe, nothing happened at all. His death scythe didn't take any advantage. Instead, he was hit by the punch and his body quickly retreated.
This time Salem, the God of Death, could no longer hold back and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Only now did he realize the power of this puppet. Although it was just a puppet comparable to the realm of the gods, its power was definitely not that of an ordinary powerhouse in the realm of the gods.
But at this time, Mu Qingqian had already arrived in front of Salem, the God of Death, and the sword in his hand had stopped on the opponent's neck.
Seeing this, other strong men in the Western underground world who dared to come over all lost the courage to resist.
Mu Qingqian and the others were so powerful just now, how could they have the courage to resist?
But at this time, Zhang Xiaotian's puppets had blocked the exit of the valley. If these people wanted to get out, they had no chance.
"Everyone come together, so that we can rush out!"
Someone roared loudly, and all these powerful men from the Western underground world rushed toward the exit of the valley.
Unfortunately, they still underestimated Wang Minghong's strength and was punched to the ground, unable to get up at all.
Any of these people are dominating beings, but in front of Wang Minghong, they are completely vulnerable.
In this world, strong men in the realm of gods are extremely rare. A puppet in the realm of gods like Wang Minghong, who is not afraid of physical and magical damage, is simply a monster. How can these people be his opponents?
After Wang Minghong dealt with these people, Zhang Xiaotian came to Salen, the God of Death, and said coldly: "I will give you two ways now. The first is to die, and the second is to surrender to me and become my servant. Only in this way can you have
A chance to survive.”
The strength of this god of death, Salen, is not low. It would be a pity to conquer the opponent, and he may be used in the future.
When Saleng, the God of Death, heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate, and finally gritted his teeth and made a decision to become Zhang Xiaotian's servant.
The moment he saw Zhang Xiaotian, he was also very shocked. He did not expect that the other person had reached the eighth level of the God Refining Realm at such a young age.
If it takes a few more years, with the speed of the opponent's cultivation, he will definitely be able to break through to the realm of spiritual connection.
Although he is already a strong man in the fourth level of the Divine Realm, but so what, now he has become a prisoner and has no choice.
Although it is a bit embarrassing to accept this young man as your master now, it will not be so embarrassing when the other person's strength increases and you become his servant.
"Okay, I am willing to be your servant."
Salen, the God of Death, sighed.
"good!"
Zhang Xiaotian made a seal and placed a six-pointed star array on the ground. Then he looked at Saleng, the God of Death, and said, "Okay, take a drop of blood essence and put it into it."
Salem hesitated for a moment, and finally had no choice but to force out a drop of blood essence and put it into the six-pointed star array.
After the drop of essence and blood came out, it was immediately absorbed by the six-pointed star array. At this time, the six-pointed star array also glowed brightly, and soon the master-servant contract was completed.
Next, Zhang Xiaotian waved his hand, signaling Mu Qingqian to put down the sword.
"Get up."
Zhang Xiaotian said.
After hearing this, Salem, the God of Death, stood up. As for the other people in the Western underground world, Zhang Xiaotian didn't care at all.
Let the master of the Western underground world surrender, and others will not pose a threat to him at all.
Sure enough, seeing Salem, the God of Death, all the people in the Western underground world knelt on the ground, apparently surrendering along with Salem, the God of Death.
"Meet the master."
Zhang Xiaotian rolled his hands, took out three bottles of spiritual water, looked at the God of Death, Salem, and said: "This spiritual water is for you. I think you have enough for it. You can arrange one bottle yourself, and give the other two bottles to your subordinates."
Bar."
"Thank you, Master."
Salem, the God of Death, quickly thanked him.
"Thank you, Master!"
The other powerful men in the Western underground world also said.
"You all should go away. There is no need to kneel on the ground. You can leave later."
Zhang Xiaotian waved his hand.
Zhang Xiaotian was never stingy with his own people, so he directly gave them the spiritual water to share.
"Thank you, Master!"
Salen, the God of Death, and others stood up. Immediately, Salen, the God of Death, took the spiritual water and asked, "Master, are we leaving now?"
Don’t you need us to serve you by your side?”
"unnecessary!"
Zhang Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "We will come to you when needed."
"Good master, follow the master's arrangements in everything."
Salen, the God of Death, said with great respect.
After leaving his contact information, Salem, the God of Death, left here with the people in the Western underground world.
Before leaving, Zhang Xiaotian asked them to finish disposing of the body before leaving.