Urban Medical God

"Someone, bring those ants up!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang!"

Several Qingzun Sect disciples headed towards the depths.

Ye Luoer frowned and asked curiously: "Mr. Ye, what do these people want to show us?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "Just wait and see what happens."

"But I feel like it's definitely not a good thing."

After about three minutes, Ye Chen vaguely heard the sound of the chains dragging.

The sound of dragging was getting closer.

Soon, Ye Chen saw a picture in his sight!

Seeing this picture, the deepest anger in Ye Chen's heart completely exploded!

I saw a huge iron chain wrapped around the bodies of more than a dozen people.

The chains bound the hands and feet of this group of people, making it impossible for them to walk.

He could only bend his body, kneel on the ground, and crawl forward.

These people had wounds, large and small, on their bodies.

His clothes were completely covered in blood, which was shocking.

This is not the most important thing. What is important is that the disciples of Qingzun Sect are stepping on this group of people, like stepping on spiritual beasts.

But the status of the people under their feet is not even comparable to that of beasts!

Ye Chen knew very well that these people must have the same identity as him, they were all casual cultivators!

These casual cultivators are considered to be top geniuses in Kunlun Xuye, but they do not have strong support behind them, but now they are reduced to this situation!

Why!

These people are like slaves from the last century!

And those who stand with indifferent eyes are the ones who control the slaves.

The appearance of this chain team instantly detonated the entire audience.

The crowd laughed and disdained.

In their eyes, they don't see anything wrong with this.

Playing with ants is a perfectly normal thing.

The disciple of the Qingzun Sect took a step forward and a smile appeared on his lips: "Senior Brother Yang, I have brought all the people. These ants are useless anyway. When the time comes, we will be dealt with by Senior Han Yun together with Ye Shitian."

Yang Ming looked down at the group of people, walked a few steps, and then stepped on the foot of one of the casual cultivators.

With a slight exertion, the sound of broken bones was instantly heard.

"Ah! Sir, please let me go!"

But Yang Ming didn't react at all. He enjoyed this torturous pleasure. His eyes fell on Ye Chen with interest: "Ye Shitian, this is what I asked you to see. Now you understand How is your status?"

"You casual cultivators, the only value of your existence is to be trampled under our feet. Without power and background, you have no right to be crazy!"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot. It seems that there is a Nine Heavens Mystic Girl behind you, but this place is the Blood Spirit Secret Realm. Do you think the Nine Heavens Mystic Girl who once protected you will appear again?"

Ye Chen's body trembled, and his body was covered with bursts of blood.

The blood light was extremely rich, and the whole body exuded demonic energy.

There was even a hint of cold red in his eyes.

"Yang Ming, the meaning of the existence of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm is to fight against the Blood Spirit clan together. You are really rubbish here to deal with your compatriots."

Yang Ming seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "Compatriots, these losers are also qualified to be our compatriots!"

"Crack!" With a sound, the force under Yang Ming's feet intensified, and the face of the casual cultivator who was stepped on was almost distorted.

The foot of the casual cultivator was broken on the spot.

After doing all this, Yang Ming moved towards the next person.

He put his foot on the chest of the second cultivator, expecting that the cultivator would moan in pain or ask for help.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, nothing happened.

The whole world is extremely quiet.

"Why didn't you ask me for help?"

Yang Ming was a little surprised.

He could feel that the person beneath him would rather endure all kinds of pain than frown.

The casual cultivator who lowered his head slowly raised his head and glanced at Yang Ming!

"Pooh!"

Just spit it out!

"Kill me if you can. Even if Zhou Yan dies, I won't even frown!"

When Ye Chen in the distance heard this familiar voice and the word Zhou Yan, his eyes widened instantly!

It turned out to be Zhou Yan!

Zhou Yan was a casual cultivator who entered the Blood Spirit Secret Realm with him.

The two of them had agreed before that they would go together after entering the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, but they didn't expect that they would end up teleporting to different places.

I thought that Zhou Yan would survive until the last moment, but I didn't expect that the two of them would meet again at this time!

Zhou Yan became a slave!

My heart is so unyielding!

"Zhou Yan?"

Ye Chen said softly.

This sound was obviously heard by Zhou Yan. He suddenly raised his head. When he saw Ye Chen wearing a mask not far away, his eyes were extremely surprised!

"Mr. Ye! Why are you here!"

But soon, his surprise disappeared, and he learned that Ye Shitian was also a casual cultivator.

If a casual cultivator steps into this place, he will either die or end up like him!

"Mr. Ye! Leave quickly! Hurry!"

Zhou Yan almost roared.

Although he knows that Ye Shitian is very strong, there are so many strong people here, no matter how strong they are, they are not qualified to survive!

When Yang Ming heard the conversation between the two, he became interested: "It's interesting that you actually know each other. Birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. It's normal for you trash to know each other."

After saying that, Yang Ming stepped on Zhou Yan's back.

Zhou Yan's face turned pale, powerful energy penetrated his body, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

The whole person was extremely weak.

Even so, Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and did not say a word begging for mercy.

"Yang Ming, if you can, kill me. If you can't kill me, after I survive and rebuild for hundreds of years, I will definitely find you and then destroy your Qingzun Sect!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth!

When Yang Ming and the disciples behind him heard these words, they laughed: "You really think too highly of yourself, but you are going to die soon."

The next second, Yang Ming opened his fingers and thrust out a long sword.

The long sword turned, glowing with blood and surrounded by spiritual energy, Yang Ming fiercely pierced Zhou Yan's body!

"Being able to die by my Yang Ming's sword should be considered an honor for you."

Seeing that the sword was about to penetrate Zhou Yan's body, Ye Chen moved.