Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

While talking, the sound of chains being dragged on the ground and colliding was heard from outside.

A tall figure appeared at the end.

His appearance completely blocked the only light in the dark room.

It wasn't until he gradually walked in that Han Zhan could barely see the other party's appearance clearly.

It was also a human being, but at least two meters tall, and its skin glowed with a metallic sheen in the dim light.

Behind him, several ordinary humans were dragged with iron chains. Judging from the half-dead appearance of these people, they should also be Jiuli's prisoners.

Clang.

The door was opened.

Han Zhan only felt a strong pulling force and jerked himself out.

Then he, like those others, was pulled out of the room where he was being held.

The light went from extremely dark to extremely bright. After a brief trance, Han Zhan's eyes gradually adapted and he could clearly see the surrounding situation.

The jungle is dense and the trees are towering.

Only their location was opened up into an open area, more like a circular square in the forest.

From deep in the forest, there are occasional calls of birds, accompanied by the sound of the wind.

The haphazardly piled bonfire crackled and sparked.

In the circular square, there were many Jiuli warriors standing.

They were tall, with shiny bronze skin. They stood in groups of three or five, like a human-shaped wall.

The leader was carrying a large sword on his shoulder. The blade alone was as tall as an adult. Correspondingly, he was also the tallest among the Jiuli warriors.

He threw the big knife into the bonfire casually, and the continuous roasting made the blade slightly red.

On the Han Zhan side, the prisoners dragged out by chains were lined up like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

I'm going to be kidnapped as soon as I enter the dungeon, what should I do?

Han Zhan's brain was spinning rapidly, and the sense of urgency made his back sweat slightly.

Got it!

I can forge a valuable identity for myself!

For example, Huang Di's relatives will definitely be able to escape as long as they show enough value!

Thinking of this, Han Zhan had a plan, and he immediately said: "I——"

"I am the younger brother of the Yellow Emperor. Don't kill me. I can negotiate for you and replace the prisoners. I am the younger brother of the Yellow Emperor!"

A voice louder than Han Zhan suddenly sounded next to him.

All the prisoners turned their heads to look.

I saw a thin young man lying on the ground, shivering.

Seeing this scene, the captured warriors of the Yellow Emperor tribe all showed their faces in confusion.

However, the other side's little leader Jiuli, who was holding a beheading sword, seemed not to hear what he said at all.

The next second, the little leader of Jiuli held the handle of the knife, and with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the young man who claimed to be "Yellow Emperor's younger brother" was cut in half.

Blood spurted out in a bright red line on the ground.

Han Zhan's eyelids jumped sharply.

Huang Di's younger brother has a very high status value. Even he was killed with one sword. Isn't this Jiuli tribe too ungrateful?

The plan failed, and Han Zhan began to sweat a little.

Forget it, I think that beheading sword is just a knife forged from ordinary materials.

I have the body of a heavenly snake and am a seventh level strong man, so I may not be able to resist!

Han Zhan cheered himself up in his heart.

At this time, another captured Huangdi tribe warrior next to him suddenly snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I am an earth warrior. I am really good at cultivating the earth element. Even the magic weapon can't kill me with my defense. Why should I be afraid of a broken sword like yours!"

"Drink!"

With a light click from him, the chains that bound him were shaken out of his body with all his strength.

A layer of khaki transparent armor visible to the naked eye covered the entire body of this Yellow Emperor tribe warrior.

Han Zhan could even feel that a steady stream of earth spiritual energy was transmitted into his body from beneath the earth!

Peak seventh level? !

This turned out to be a seventh-level peak warrior who majored in earth defense!

Before Han Zhan could finish marveling in his heart, another sword light struck him.

In Han Zhan's eyes, the head of the seventh-level peak earth warrior flew directly out and rolled down to his feet.

Gudong.

Han Zhan swallowed.

This is the peak of the seventh level, not just some cabbage!

Moreover, he is also a master in practicing earth defensive psychic powers. He has both feet on the ground and is blessed by the power of the earth.

It can be said that it is a state of being full of buffs.

Was he killed like this?

Then can my seventh-level strength plus the body of the Heavenly Snake withstand it?

Han Zhan began to beat a drum in his heart.

At this time, the third sword light had already lit up.

There were a total of five prisoners dragged out of the room this time, including Han Zhan himself.

Now the third person's head fell to the ground, leaving the last two.

If you can't think of a way anymore, you will really be doomed!

Han Zhan suddenly felt that the light in front of him dimmed. It turned out that the tall little leader of Jiuli had walked up to him and the captives beside him at some point.

The prisoner next to him is the guy with disheveled hair talking.

Now he was lowering his head without making any sound, as if he had accepted his fate.

The little leader of Jiuli raised his beheading sword high and was about to kill another person.

Changes occur suddenly.

The young man with disheveled hair suddenly made a strange sound of "ho ho ho".

Then the next second, his hair was like a living black snake, growing wildly and twisting, curling back towards the falling beheading knife.

Didn't you expect that this young man could do this?

Han Zhan was sighing in his heart when suddenly there was a "bang" and the young man next to him exploded.

It exploded in a physical sense.

Blood and flesh spattered on Han Zhan's body, making him confused in his heart.

But his head, including the ever-elongating hair on his head, seems to be the real body.

It continued to make weird noises, and then climbed from the blade of the decapitation knife to the hand holding the handle.

"Master Priest, be careful!"

Behind him, other Jiuli warriors warned.

The little leader of the Jiuli tribe, who was called "Master Priest", gave a low shout. No one could see how he moved. His whole figure suddenly expanded, from the original height of more than two meters to more than three meters in height.

His tall size gave him greater strength.

Under the crushing force, the decapitating sword that was entangled in the hair finally broke free and was "pulled out" from a mass of black hair.

The priest of the Jiuli tribe raised his knife and struck the flying head firmly, slamming it to the ground.

"Bring it!"

While he was talking, a Jiuli warrior had already brought up a handful of white soil and poured it on the smashed head.

Soon there was a sizzling white smoke coming out of the head.

It was only then that the Jiuli warriors, who were looking solemn and prepared, breathed a sigh of relief one by one.

"The 'haunting' has been resolved."

As the priest of this ten-member Jiuli tribe, Li Wu put down the beheading sword in his hand and said loudly.

"I'm afraid not yet."

A discordant voice sounded.

Li Wu turned his attention to the last prisoner captured this time, Han Zhan, who was speaking.