The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

The reason is simple, because his slave fighter Guiyou is different and his body can transform into a special form.

So usually, he keeps it in the magic weapon and carries it with him.

But Long Kui and Shen Zhe couldn't. One of them had a slave fighter named Leng Jiao, and the other one had a slave fighter named Man Shan.

It can be said that both Leng Jiao and Man Shan are rare slaves.

One is a half-demon and the other is a giant, both with their own unique talents.

But they never expected that as soon as they walked away, Man Shan and Leng Jiao ran behind others.

This made Taoist Bai, who had lost money and treasures before, feel a lot more balanced.

As for Luo Dade of the Holy Armor Sect, he neither lost money nor gained anything.

So I was watching the show standing up, and I felt like it was nothing to do with me.

The faces of the two bosses, Long Kui and Shen Zhe, were even uglier than those of the venue owner.

They came here originally because they were invited by the owner.

As a result, the key Earth Fire Spirit was not obtained, but the slave he had cultivated was kidnapped.

How could these two high-ranking men endure this?

Long Kui had a bad temper, and now that he heard the owner's words, he didn't want to endure it anymore.

"Fellow Daoist Jinhua, we listened to your words and put the slaves in the Colosseum."

"As a result, he has been released now. Tell me, what should I do about this matter?"

Shen Zhe, who was next to him, heard this and spoke in response.

"Yes, Fellow Taoist Long Kui is right. I spent a lot of money to cultivate Manshan."

"Now that I have lost it with you, we need to have an explanation from our Taoist friends about this matter."

When he heard that the two people came over to question him, the owner became even more angry.

"What's the explanation? Didn't the two fellow Taoists see that my Colosseum has become like this?"

"If you have to explain, I can only tell you that the people who organized this riot should be people from Xianbao Tower."

"If you want to find someone, then go directly to Xianbao Tower to find someone!"

Hearing the words "Xianbao Tower", Long Kui and Shen Zhe frowned.

"Is Xianbao Tower the chamber of commerce force that has been very popular in recent years?"

Long Kui asked with some uncertainty.

Field owner: "Yes, they are in Yunmeng Plain, not far from the Dispersed Spirit Crack. You can go directly there."

Seeing that the owner of the venue was definitely Xianbaolou, Long Kui and the others not only did not stand up, but instead frowned even more tightly.

Shen Zhe: "I've heard about it in Xianbao Tower. It's said that their owner is also a strong man in the God Transformation Realm."

"And there are many powerful people under our sect. We have no evidence. If we go there rashly, how can the other party admit it?"

The owner waved his hand: "Then there's nothing I can do about it. I'm also very anxious right now."

"Such a thing happened in the Colosseum, and it has never happened before in the history of the Sanling black market."

"I still don't know how the person above will question me next?"

Hearing this, Luo Dade, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Jinhua, what are you going to do about the Earth Fire Spirit? Do you want to continue?"

The owner of the venue nodded immediately after hearing this: "Of course I have to go down. Don't worry, what I said before is still valid."

"But we may need to invite a few people to stay for a day or two. After I have met with the person above and settled the matters in the Colosseum, we will continue with the previous plan."

After listening, several people did not object.

After all, Taoist Bai and Luo Dade had nothing to lose, so there was nothing wrong with waiting.

As for Long Kui and Shen Zhe, the slaves have already run away anyway. Even if they go out now, they may not be able to catch them back.

But if you really help the venue owner get the Earth Fire Spirit, let’s not talk about the spirit stone and the promised purple fire.

In addition to these, several big guys also have their own card counting in their hearts.

For example, if Ji Jinhua fails to refine the Earth Fire Spirit immediately, then as a Nascent Soul cultivator himself, can't he take the opportunity to seize it?

Thinking of this, several people finally nodded, indicating that they could still continue to cooperate on the matter of the Earth Fire Spirit.

At this moment, the field owner's expression changed, and then he sighed and took out a message jade talisman from his storage bag.

After listening to the content, everyone seemed a little nervous.

Next to him, Taoist Bai asked again in a yin-yang tone: "Fellow Taoist Jinhua, what's going on?"

Owner of the market, there is news from above, asking several elders of our black market to gather at noon tomorrow.

Taoist Bai nodded: "Oh, then there's nothing going on here. I'll go ahead and wait for the good news from fellow Taoist Jinhua."

After saying that, Taoist Bai slowly left.

Behind him, the pale-faced Zhuang Bi and his sister Zhuang Chun also walked out.

Seeing this, Long Kui and others also stood up and left here one after another.

After everyone left, the host sat down on the chair.

Not long after, the presiding monk slowly walked in.

"Master, the data has been compiled."

The host didn't even look back: "Just tell me briefly."

The presiding monk said: "Reporting to the leader, this riot resulted in the death of more than 20 slave fighters and more than a dozen slave fighters were seriously injured."

"As for our own people, a total of forty-eight of them died, including thirteen Jindan monks."

"In addition, half of the monster beasts died, and the others were also injured a lot. Fortunately, the two fourth-level monster beasts were suppressed and sent back."

"According to my subordinates, we must speed up the acquisition of some monster beasts, and slave warriors must also buy some more, otherwise the Colosseum may have to stop for a few days."

After hearing the news, the owner of the venue became increasingly angry.

But looking at the appearance of the presiding monk, he continued to ask: "Besides these, is there anything else?"

Hearing this, the presiding monk's eyes became a little cautious.

"In addition to these, there are several important people who have escaped."

"Among them are several freedom fighters, as well as Guiying and Xie Tong. The two of them may have escaped from the Scattered Spirit Crack."

As soon as the host monk finished speaking, the host crushed the armrest of the seat.

He said in a cold tone: "Okay, what a good Xianbao Tower, and a father. I have taken note of this, and I will never let it go."

After a long time, the host's breath gradually stabilized.

"Okay, you go down and do some work. I'm going to see the mayor tomorrow, and you have to go with me."

When he heard that he could meet the master of the black market, the monk in charge was both nervous and a little excited.

After saying yes, he went down to work.

Time flew by and it was noon the next day.

Early on, several prominent figures in the black market had arrived in front of a building behind the Colosseum.

Although this building is not as tall as the Colosseum, it is surrounded by a yard of reasonable size.

There are only three floors in the building. If they are not their own people, few people know that this building is actually where the master of the black market lives.

At this moment, except for the venue owner and the presiding monk.

Also present were the old men who suppressed the riot yesterday. A middle-aged man with a scar, a mature and beautiful woman, Yan Ji.

And a man wearing a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly.

Not long after, a voice came into the ears of several people.

"Come in, the mayor is waiting for you in the main hall on the first floor."