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"Get up!"

Although Lin Feng did not absolutely believe in the so-called oath of heaven.

But he has no other means of slavery now.

In other words, he has the enslavement technique, but he hasn't had time to practice it yet.

Among the spiritual cultivation methods previously obtained from Balala.

There is a slave seal.

Those slave marks can control other people's minds and prevent them from betraying.

But after Lin Feng obtained the technique, he had no time to practice it.

After all, compared to the spiritual cultivation method.

The three small magical powers given to him by Brother No. 88 are even more worth practicing.

But now he has actually only successfully cultivated one small invisibility technique among the three small magical powers.

I have practiced the small teleportation technique, but because the time is too short, I have not yet completely mastered it.

As for the small body protection technique, I haven’t even practiced it yet.

"Thank you master!"

Hearing what Lin Feng said, the kneeling monk from the Seven Star Palace quickly stood up from the ground.

When he stood up, he quickly took out a Taoist robe from the storage ring and put it on.

When the Taoist robe was destroyed before, he actually He wanted to get a new Taoist robe and put it on, but there was no need to do so at the time. The flames were too strong and it would turn into powder immediately. What

's more, the chain was locked on his body and he couldn't wear it..

Now that the flames no longer burned him, he naturally had time to put on his Taoist robe again.

He also quickly took out several bottles of elixirs from the storage ring.

He took out a pill and put it into his mouth.

Almost as soon as the pill was taken, his mental state recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin on his face that was ulcerated by the fire also recovered at an alarming rate.

The speed of repair made Lin Feng couldn't help but take a second look at this Seven Star Palace monk.

When Lin Feng obtained the rejuvenation technique, he knew that the monk had a healing method that ordinary people did not have.

Seeing a person with a sore face healed almost completely in just a few breaths, Lin Feng couldn't help but admire in his heart, this is the difference in the world.

If the elixir is placed in the main world, even if it is mixed with water many times and then sold, it will be enough to make those who are disfigured buy it wildly, because the effect is really great, but the superficial injuries on this person's face are restored.

It was very fast, but the injuries on their bodies were not completely healed at once.

After all, the fire that burned them was not just a simple fire that only affected the surface of the body.

As for making them scream in agony , it would even hurt their souls.

After all, if it was really superficial damage, Nezha wouldn't have been burned by the flames and screamed in pain..

Compared to Lin Feng's emotion, the Seven Star Palace monk who swallowed the pill was relieved when he saw that Lin Feng didn't stop him.

Then he quietly looked at the other people on the chain and saw that they were resentful.

When there was envy and contempt, his expression was just slightly embarrassed, and then he said to those people in a deep voice:"What are you still doing? My master is very compassionate and wants to spare your lives, so you can do this Not knowing what is good or bad? Do you really not take your own life seriously? I want all my cultivation to be wasted.

Are you really planning to die from now on? Why don't you quickly admit your mistake to my master and join him like me?" As soon as he said these words, Lin Feng couldn't help but take another look at him.

What a talent.

He deserves to be the first one to take refuge.

This little mouth is like honey.

Very good!

Lin Feng is very satisfied with this dog-legged behavior.

Although His strength is a bit rubbish, but he is at least sensible.

After hearing this, the Qixing Palace monk's face changed drastically.

Then some of them couldn't bear the pain anymore.

It's actually nothing to endure pain, but after seeing someone rebelling, they can put on clothes instantly and take pills to recover from their injuries.

How can this not make them shaken?

"Master, I am also willing to be your slave, and please spare my life."

"Master, and me……"

"Master, I am willing too……"

"Master, please bring me one! I am your long-lost slave……"

"Master, I am a born slave, and I am destined to be your slave. I have been waiting for you for thousands of years. I have waited so hard for you.……"

"……"

As one person falters, others quickly follow suit.

And also rolled up.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked a little distracted.

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【Bloody Disciple No. 97: Why is it still rolled up?! Are these guys so afraid of death?】

【Bloody Disciple No. 93: If you were in this situation, how would you choose?】

【Bloody Disciple No. 97: Ahem, cough, cough, I... I should also be able to take the roll! (Shy) jpg!】

【Bloody Disciple No. 36: Haha, it’s not shameful to be afraid of death! After all, only if you are alive can you have hope. Of course, even if these people are alive, it will be difficult for them to escape from the palm of No. 99!】

【Bloody Disciple No. 78: What a joyful scene! Interesting!】

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Lin Feng would not refuse anyone who asked for mercy.

After all, he has no conflicts with these people.

Now all he wants is a tool man.

As long as these people can be good tool people.

That is a good slave.

But soon, there were only three people left in the entire space of the Little Exquisite Pagoda who had not taken refuge.

One is Zhao Dengxian.

One is Zhao Dengxian's sword attendant.

There are also thirteen ancestors.

Zhao Dengxian's face was distorted now, and his eyes were extremely cold as he looked at the rebellious Seven Star Palace monks.

Although as a Son of God, he has always looked down on monks who were lower than the Son of God.

But look down upon and look down upon.

But these people dared to betray him in front of him.

This made him feel extremely humiliated.

If looks could kill, these rebellious Seven Star Palace monks would have been wiped out.

Following his anger, Lin Feng looked towards him.

"What are you looking at? Do you think I will be your slave like them? Don’t even think about it!"Zhao Dengxian shouted in a deep voice.

"Me too, I can’t be your slave!"The sword attendant next to Zhao Dengxian looked at Lin Feng with the same hateful eyes.

Lin Feng curled his lips noncommittally.

There was no psychological fluctuation at all. He was not angry at all.

Then he was about to ask the Seven Star Palace monks around him to vote for him. Kill Zhao Dengxian and Sword Master first.

However, before he could give his orders, the Thirteenth Patriarch suddenly spoke again.

"That...cough cough cough...Master, I surrender too! I...I can also be your slave!"

When the Thirteenth Patriarch said this, he looked embarrassed and his face turned red.