On the way back to Puyang, more than 100,000 soldiers of the Mo Yuan tribe and several other tribes made trouble, trying to rob the prisoners, but was captured alive by Ji Hao with formations and treasures. Wu Longyao brought the order of Emperor Shun, and more than 100,000 soldiers of the eight tribes acted as rioters, all of which were demoted to slaves and presented to Ji Hao as a slave.

More than 100,000 people, along with their families and relatives, are nearly one million people.

Ji Hao was not in the mood, nor did he have the ability to bear the food, clothing, housing and use of so many people. Moreover, these soldiers came from eight different tribes, and the entanglements between each other were too complicated and difficult to deal with some relationships between the beginning and the end.

So after returning to Puyang, he just carefully selected more than 3,000 strongest elite soldiers from more than 100,000 warriors to compile them into his own private soldiers. The others and their families all handed over to Puyang's slave traders for sale.

Those warriors are elites from several tribes such as the Mo Yuan tribe, among which the great witches account for about 10%, and the rest are high-level and even peak strengths in the small witch realm. In the slave market, they are all very popular products.

Now the price of slaves in Puyang is very stable. Not to mention those in the small witch realm, if a strong warrior at the Great Witch level is an alien warrior, the price is about 10,000 jade coins, while the price of human warriors is more than twice that of alien warriors.

Among the private soldiers and slaves sent by Ji Hao to sell, there were nearly 10,000 strong men of the Great Witch level. According to the standard market price, each person was 20,000 jade coins, which was also a huge wealth worth 200 million jade coins. In addition to the other 100,000 small Witch Realm warriors and their hundreds of thousands of families, this wealth was amazing.

The dark clouds took out five hundred jade coins lightly and wanted to buy these people?

Why pay the remaining amount gradually within 10,000 years and really treat Ji Hao as a child?

"We also know that you have picked out more than 3,000 strongest soldiers." Wuyun looked at Ji Hao and sneered with a hint of arrogant: "We must buy these people together, and buy them all together with their families."

"Of course, it will be within the next ten thousand years. We will pay it year by year." Wuyun looked at Ji Hao jokingly: "Or, if you are short of money and when are you short of money, go to our Dali Water Ape tribe and say it. If we can give it money, we will give you some more."

Ji Hao looked at Wuyun coldly and said coldly: "Sorry, I won't sell it."

Wuyun's smile suddenly stopped, and he stood up. Relying on his height advantage, he looked down at Ji Hao and said coldly: "People, we have taken away. The redemption contract is here! Come, press the fingerprint here, and the transaction will be completed. When I leave later, I will take away the last more than 3,000 people and their families."

Wuyun took out a thick roll of animal skin and slowly unfolded it. The handwriting was clearly written on it, which was exactly the same three sales contracts for Puyang Slave Market. It was covered with the bright red cinnabar seal of the slave market. It also signed the signature of the Puyang Slave Market Manager, using his private seal. Next to the signature and private seal of the manager were Wuyun's signature and private seal.

As long as Ji Hao signs his name on it, then puts a handprint or stamps it with a private seal, this is a complete sale contract.

"I owe you my handprints." Wuyun sneered with a hint of sarcasm: "Nanhuang Barbarian, if you can't write and write your own name, I can do it for you, just one of your handprints."

Ji Hao sighed lightly. He looked at the provisions on the animal skin contract and said coldly: "I still know some of the words. It says that I should redeem the money and goods of those private soldiers and slaves. Has it been delivered clearly? The silver coins of hundreds of millions of jade coins are really delivered clearly?"

Wuyun smiled and pointed to the wallet at Ji Hao's feet: "Isn't this?"

Ji Hao stood up, looked at the dark clouds with a smile on his face and sighed: "There are only five hundred jade coins here! Five hundred jade coins are so big. Take it to the Puyang market and you can buy thousands of jars of water and wine. But those private soldiers and slaves are worth hundreds of millions of jade coins!"

Wuyun looked at Ji Hao and said coldly: "Our Dali Water Ape tribe will pay this money year by year in the next 10,000 years."

Ji Hao spread his hands helplessly: "Do you treat me as a child?"

Dark clouds narrowed their eyes, and a fierce light flashed deep in their eyes, and they shouted in a low tone: "Aren't you just a child? Ji Hao, are your hair growing? You have to know what the identity of the ancestor Wuzhiqi, who is worshipped by our Dalishui Ape tribe."

Taking a deep breath, Wuyun gritted his teeth and threatened in a low voice: "You dare to make things difficult for our Dali Water Ape tribe because of Si Wenming's favor? Boy, if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the tribe behind you and your parents and relatives?"

Ji Hao's heart was filled with evil fire, Wuzhiqi, Dali Water Ape tribe, and those from the Gonggong clan of the Northern Wilderness!

During the Southern Wilderness, the Black Water Xuansnake tribe was the mortal enemy of the Jinwu tribe for generations. Qiu Jihao never forgot this. The Black Water Xuansnake tribe was a tribe of the water god Gonggong clan!

Now that the new and old hatreds are combined, Wuyun and the people behind him are really arrogant!

"Are you threatening me?" Ji Hao took a deep breath, and a layer of fire was floating on the golden crow robe.

"I threaten you!" Wuyun smiled coldly: "You little guys are indeed a bit lucky. Si Wenming spoiled you. Zhulonggui, the old ghost, even accepted this little girl as his apprentice... But so what? You can't fight against our Dali Water Ape Division, you can't fight against us..."

Ji Hao let out a long roar, the breath that sucked into his chest turned into a long dragon and squirted it out, and punched the dark clouds in front of him.

Wuyun sneered disdainfully, slapped Ji Hao at a casual slap. He said coldly: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for bullying..."

Wuyun's face suddenly changed. He wanted to suppress Ji Hao with violence, but his body was empty and could not lift up any strength. A faint fragrance emanated from his internal organs. The sweet and greasy fragrance made Wuyun's whole body soft and his legs became soft, as if the bones in his body had disappeared. His body was about to turn into a pool of juice in this sweet fragrance.

"Poison!" The cloud was crazy and roared like thunder: "There is poison in the tea!"

Ji Hao punched Wuyun's face and punched him out.

Before the dark cloud could land, Ji Hao flew over to catch up with the dark cloud, and his dense fists were like meteors falling, bombarding the dark clouds hard.

The dull sound was endless. Dark clouds held their heads with their hands and curled up into balls for Ji Hao to beat them. His clothes quickly blew up, and Ji Hao's heavy hammer hit him, making Dark Cloud tremble, and his body soon turned black and blue.

"What a hard bone!" Ji Hao beat him wildly, making his hands hurt severely.

The Witch King's body is extremely powerful. Ji Hao is now beating Wu Yun head-on, and the burden on his body is still too heavy.

With a long roar, Ji Hao grabbed the mountain and river seal, raised the big seal with both hands, and printed it hard on Wuyun's body.
Chapter completed!