At this moment, Ning Fan's cultivation was far superior to that of the female cultivators present!

His prison string must be cultivated by the immortal fairy, otherwise no one can avoid it!

Bundle! Bundle! Bundle!

One by one, the broken female cultivators were tied up with prison ropes and thrown on the ground outside the Blood Slave Palace by Ning Fan without mercy.

No matter if it is broken into one or two pieces, even if it is broken into five pieces or six pieces, it can only be tied up obediently!

The beautiful woman in black armor was frightened. She turned around and wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Ning Fan and was still on the ground.

The beautiful woman with scale armor was scared to death. Ning Fan's cultivation at this moment was comparable to that of a loose immortal, but his combat power when facing the female cultivator was almost comparable to that of a life immortal!

Restraint, deathly restraint, completely powerless to resist!

She gritted her teeth, took out a formation disk, and tried to teleport away, but Ning Fan raised her hand and smashed the formation disk into pieces.

Then tie it up with a rope, tie it up directly, and carry it like a chicken.

Putting away the golden ancient sword, Ning Fan landed on the ground, his eyes faintly swept over the female cultivators present, and finally landed on the face of the woman in palace attire.

"You are not the owner of the Blood Slave Garden. If you let them go, you are not qualified to harvest them!" the woman in palace clothes sternly reprimanded.

She is not a fool, how could she not see that Ning Fan is an enemy rather than a friend.

Even if he saved the Blood Slave Palace, it was definitely not out of good intentions!

"Interesting... What if I become the owner of the Blood Slave Garden?"

"If you become the master of the Blood Slave Garden, you can naturally harvest all the cauldrons here! We were born to make cauldrons for our master!"

"As you wish."

Ning Fan threw the scale-armored beauty in his hand to the ground and told the red-haired cauldron beside him, "Instruct the people in the Blood Slave Palace to keep an eye on these rebellious people. As for you..."

Ning Fan turned his eyes to the woman in palace attire and gave a rare smile.

"Take me to the secret land, and I will find the letter and become the master of your blood slave garden."

He still admires women with backbone.
Chapter completed!