Urban ancient fairy doctor

Ye Bufan looked at Mo Kai and smiled slightly: "You were a step too slow, and now you have no chance to be my servant."

Tie Jia was really good at turning the rudder according to the wind, and he knelt down with a plop: "I've seen my master, Tie Jia!"

"good!"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. This big black man looked silly, but he was actually quite sensible.

This kind of person is most suitable as a servant and is easy to use.

"Hand over your blood and essence."

"yes!"

Now that the decision had been made, Tie Jia didn't hesitate at all. With a flick of his finger, a drop of menstrual blood flew out.

Seeing that Ye Bufan had found a suitable partner, the others were both disappointed and relieved.

In their opinion, with the iron armor and bowed head, they should be fine.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bufan looked at them again and smiled: "To be honest, you are not even qualified to be my servant, so make an oath now and surrender to me in the future."

"this……"

The expressions of the remaining people changed. They were all overlords of one party. Since they could not achieve the position of God of War and had to surrender to others, they were naturally unwilling to do so.

"Give you a little time to think about it."

After speaking, Ye Bufan raised his hand to draw a six-pointed star in the air, and then stretched out his hand, and the drop of iron armor's blood flew in. The light flickered, and the contract was completed.

And at this moment when he completed the master-servant contract, three figures suddenly rose into the sky and rushed towards the outside of the formation.

These three are all fourth-level gods of war, one in the middle stage and two in the early stage.

If they could reap benefits, they might be able to bow their heads, but after swearing allegiance to a human race for no reason, they finally chose to escape.

But they still underestimated the power of the Thunder Fire Binding Immortal Formation. As soon as they moved here, thunder mixed with flames fell from the mid-air, killing the three people.

This was all secondary. Immediately afterwards, Leng Qingqiu, Jin Meier and Xiaoqing came to kill them.

Jin Meier is now the strongest and fastest, and she can capture the mid-stage God of War with one hand.

He fell to the ground hard and kicked his legs off.

Leng Qingqiu was much simpler. The sword light flashed, and the two calves of the early God of War in front of her flew out.

In comparison, Xiaoqing was more violent. She grabbed the man with one hand and punched him into the ground several times.

The little girl seems to be a little addicted to this game, but it's a pity that her fists are not as comfortable as a mace.

Then she stepped on the ground, knocked the guy out, and threw him hard in front of Ye Bufan.

"You want to run, don't you?"

Ye Bufan looked at several people who were still smiling, but there was endless killing intent in their smiles.

What he wants is to conquer the ancient world, and what he wants is for no one to dare to disobey an order. Under such circumstances, he cannot be merciful.

The mid-stage God of War was considered tough. He held his neck and said, "Boy, you are a human race, we are a barbarian race. I will not surrender to you."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to me whether you give in or not."

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, raised his hand and started counting from him.

The three people who had just been captured, plus Timurhan who was lying limp on the ground, counted from one to four.

It looked like a child counting, extremely simple, but the expressions of others changed drastically.

They are all old foxes who have matured with age, so they naturally know what these numbers mean.

The Primordial Tower can accommodate five sacrifices at a time, and there are four counted here, one less, which means that one of them will be sacrificed.

Sure enough, Ye Bufan looked at them again with a smile, "Whoever wants to run away, hurry up."

His attitude seemed very good, but it brought a mountain of pressure to those people.

"I am willing to surrender to the young master. If I violate my oath, I will be struck by lightning..."

A big man, the ancient God of War, fell to his knees with a thud and took the lead in swearing surrender.

Everyone else who had made a start was scrambling and fell to their knees, fearing that they would be regarded as the last sacrifice if they were slow.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all these ancient war gods, led by Mo Kai, surrendered.

Ye Bufan turned to look at the ancient warriors outside, "What do you say?"

"I am willing to surrender to the young master..."

Although most of these people are affiliated with the Prehistoric Holy City, and were previously considered direct descendants of Timurhan, but even the Prehistoric God of War has surrendered, what can they do?

Dozens of people knelt on the ground together, and at this moment, a white-haired ancient war general in front suddenly flashed and rushed towards Ye Bufan.

According to his idea, he wanted to subdue Ye Bufan, then save Timuhan and reverse the current situation.

The idea is good, but the strength is too poor.

Jin Meier just raised her hand and slapped him to the ground, without even the slightest room to struggle.

Ye Bufan looked indifferent and was not surprised. Timuhan has been in business for so many years, and it is abnormal to say that there are not many die-hard fans.

"It's just right, we are all here now!"

The previous Timurhan plus the three escaped prehistoric war gods, and now there is another prehistoric war general, which together make up exactly five sacrifices.

Although these people were completely disabled, Ye Bufan was still a little uneasy and used silver needles to completely seal off their strength.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, Xiao Qing sent all five people into the Great Desolate Tower, one on each floor, and placed them all in the sacrificial position.

A fourth-level God of War at the peak, a mid-level God of War, two early-stage Gods of War, plus a prehistoric war general.

The combined strength of these five people is even stronger than the previous You Xianwai.

It would be a bit wasteful to sacrifice just one person in Tiejia, so he made a master-servant contract for Mo Kai and included him.

Anyway, he needs manpower now, and the stronger the better.

Everything is ready, and the Prehistoric Tower is activated again.

Timuhan's whole body's strength was sealed, and he was lying on the sixth floor of the Prehistoric Tower like an ordinary person.

As the former God of War, he had activated the Prehistoric Tower many times and was accustomed to using other people's lives as sacrifices. He never thought that one day he would appear in the tower and become someone else's sacrifice.

He was filled with anger and unwillingness, but had no solution at all, which eventually turned into deep despair.

At this moment, he had a profound understanding of what it felt like when someone else became a sacrifice.

With the operation of the Prehistoric Tower, his bloodline power, his talent, his cultivation, everything about him was drained away.

In the end, only one piece of clothing was left, proving that he had been there.

A generation of fourth-order ancient war god died in such a miserable way.

Below him, the four people were even more unbearable and were absorbed and refined first.

One day passed, the tower door opened again, and Tie Jia and Mo Kai walked out.

The two men were powerful and full of energy, and they had already reached the peak of the fourth level God of War.

"Thank you, Master, for the kindness of reinventing me!"

The two men knelt on the ground together. Under the constraints of the master-servant contract, their respect was completely from the heart.

Ye Bufan nodded, and under his auspices, Tie Jia sat on the throne of the ancient God of War.

Coupled with Mo Kai's support, this strength is already unshakable.

Everything has settled, Ye Bufan removed the formation.

The fairy world has always been about strength, and the strength controlled by Tie Jia today is no less than that of Timurhan before. Sitting on the throne of the God of War is just a matter of course.

Ye Bufan did not leave immediately, but followed everyone back to the Holy City.