I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

Patriarch Changfeng looked at Zhuang Zhou.

He had an angry look on his face.

The appearance of the appearance that he designed was ruthlessly destroyed by Zhuang Zhou!

"Ancestor Changfeng is him! He killed the digital golden elixir of my Black Demon Tribe. He disobeyed the will of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Tribes and wanted to do harm to us!"

The black demon at the Golden Core level who was nailed to the wall roared, with a look of aggrief on his face.

Since joining the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, he has never suffered such a loss.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but sneer when he looked at the ineffective Jin Dan of the black demon clan.

"I gave you face, didn't I? You still dare to be arrogant now?"

How about the strong men at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm?

It’s time to hit, it’s time to salsa!

A ray of sword energy gathered at Zhuang Zhou's fingertips.

"You can't imagine the strength of the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm. The cats and dogs on the second and third levels of the Golden Core Realm cannot make up for it with their numbers! He has already understood the power of the law. Do you understand the law?"

The golden elixir of the black demon clan that was nailed to the wall was full of vitality. When he saw someone showing up to support him, he suddenly felt high-spirited and full of fighting spirit!

"To shut up!"

A wisp of sword energy shot out from Zhuang Zhou's fingertips.

With a whoosh, the sword energy broke through the air!

"stop!"

Patriarch Changfeng tried to stop him, but he rebelled.

If this descendant of his was killed in front of him, how could his Changfeng Patriarch survive among the Black Demon Clan?

"Your opponent is me!"

A faint voice appeared.

Lengyan appeared.

She stood in front of Patriarch Changfeng.

She has a cold appearance and wears an ice blue dress.

She is like a blooming lotus, blooming in the turbid world, not stained by dust!

Ancestor Changfeng stopped.

He stared coldly.

A cold breath hit his face, slowing down the flow of blood in his body!

"You are no match for me. It's still too late to leave now!"

Ancestor Changfeng said to Leng Yan.

He whispered a warning!

He felt a strong sense of crisis in Leng Yan.

Although the other party is only at the peak level of Tongxuan Realm, the pressure it brings to him is no less than that of a strong person at the same level!

Leng Yan looked at Changfeng.

A bright smile spread across her lips.

"The golden elixir Juedian, which relies on the accumulation of elixirs and resources, are you really qualified to threaten me?"

He said coldly and disdainfully.

Between two people talking.

Zhuang Zhou's sword energy had already broken through the air, severing the neck of the golden elixir level black demon nailed to the wall.

Blood spurted out of his throat and splashed all over the place.

His head tilted, his eyes widened and popped out!

After struggling twice, the breath of life was cut off.

"Dare you challenge me? Hum!"

Zhuang Zhou sneered.

No one around answered.

Murderous police monkey.

Even the arrival of a strong man like Changfeng Patriarch, who was at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm, still did not stop Zhuang Zhou from killing.

This is an embryokiller.

Everyone knows it!

Anyone who is afraid of his brow will die!

This is no longer a simple issue of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races collecting protection fees!

If Zhuang Zhou cannot be made to succumb or fall, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races will probably have difficulty gaining a foothold in the North City in the future!

"Why is this so?"

A strong man at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm in the Ten Thousand Races Alliance quietly appeared from the crowd.

Zhuang Zhou refused to pay the protection fee.

This matter has spread throughout Beicheng like a gust of wind!

In the North City, everyone knows it in the streets and alleys.

He also came after hearing the news, but did not show up.

"What happened this time is not simple. There should be a pusher behind it! How dare a little Zhuang Zhou dare to use his own hands as a chariot?"

"The golden elixir is no match for the magical power!"

"Isn't this Zhuang Zhou not afraid of even the powerful in the supernatural realm?"

Someone in the crowd said, his voice was high-pitched and slightly excited.

This is a loser of the Alliance of All Races among the human race.

When Beitian College fell and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races entered Beicheng, he immediately made what he thought was a wise choice!

However, there is a huge gap between imagination and reality!

He thought that after entering Beicheng, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and the alien species could quickly occupy Beicheng like a blazing fire and make it their territory, and all the merchants, aristocratic families, and sects in Beichen would surrender.

The unattainable heights of the past also bowed before them.

The once aloof goddesses and witches will become playthings in their hands!

But reality shows.

They really thought too much this time!

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and the alien species struggled after entering Beicheng.

It took a few days to just get a foothold.

This time I want to use the matter of collecting protection fees to test the foundation of the indigenous forces in Beicheng.

But unexpectedly, in the end, he received a wake-up call from Zhuang Zhou.

A small shop.

A human race in the Tongxuan realm.

How could they?

How dare they?

Among Zhuang Zhou's members of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, there were also the human race's henchmen.

He slowly walked up to the strong man of the Golden Core Realm of the Black Demon Clan who was nailed to the wall.

Two fingers gently clamped the bone arrow.

Use a little force.

The walls are cracked.

Draw out the arrow!

The dead body of the black demon slowly slid down from the wall.

Zhuang Zhou took off the longevity lock from the opponent's neck.

"Well, the Golden Core Level Immortality Lock has no attack effect, but there is a small health-preserving formation inside, which can dredge the meridians and assist in the refining of spiritual energy. It is worn by practitioners at the Golden Core Realm for daily ascetic cultivation. The effect is increased by about [-]%!"

"This thing is good, who wants it?"

Zhuang Zhou was minding his own business and took out a piece of silk from the storage bag at his waist.

He gently wiped the blood on the longevity lock!

"Twenty high-grade spiritual stones are one piece. Although they are second-hand, the effect is not reduced!"

Zhuang Zhou's words made everyone around him quiet, and everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Zhuang Zhou had just killed a golden elixir from the black demon clan, so he plundered his wealth and sold it in public.Is this going to bring shame on the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans?

What does he think of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans?

If it was a legitimate defense, there might be a possibility of easing the conflict between Zhuang Zhou and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

But now, Zhuang Zhou actually took the treasures from the corpses of the powerful members of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance and sold them in public. This was equivalent to putting the face of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance on the floor and trampling on it!

Is Zhuang Zhou crazy?

they do not know.

The relationship between Zhuang Zhou and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races has long been stalemate.

When he was in the Feng family, the strong men at the earth evil level who blocked the alien world came, and the two sides had already taken over!

Several powerful members of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance who were at the level of supernatural powers died under Zhuang Zhou's team. Just this deep hatred was doomed to an unending feud between Zhuang Zhou and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance!

"Is this your attitude?"

Patriarch Changfeng was silent for a moment, looked at Zhuang Zhou, then looked at Leng Yan next to him and said.

He felt a heavy pressure.

Zhuang Zhou was not a madman.

Nor is he a fool.

When Zhuang Zhou did this, there must be someone behind him. Who was supporting Zhuang Zhou?

A certain big family in Beicheng, or all the high-level human beings in Beicheng.

If it's the first one, he can still insist on fighting.

The second one will step into this muddy water and die without a burial place!

Ancestor Changfeng felt that he was still young, had a bright future, and could still struggle a little longer.

"I am here to protect my descendants. Now that he is dead, there is no point in holding on!"

"Little guy, don't let me take a chance!"

"Otherwise, I will definitely let your body be cut into pieces and buried with my descendants!"

Ancestor Changfeng said harshly.

Then, he turned around and left without looking back!

What he wanted to express was an attitude. At least the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races could not find any problems with his attitude.

As for dealing with Zhuang Zhou.

Whoever wants to come can come!

This is the magic kiln.

Even a strong man at the peak of the Golden Core Realm would not be able to escape being shattered into pieces if he stepped into it!

Ancestor Changfeng left.

No strong man from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans dared to come forward.

If the powerful ones in the magical power realm don't come out, they don't have full confidence!

What's more, even Patriarch Changfeng has retreated.

What's the point of holding on any longer?

A farce dissipated.

A test on behalf of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races failed!

Came with great vigor and left miserably!