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

Strong.

brutal.

Zhuang Zhou's young face was splashed with two drops of blood.

This caused his image to change suddenly, from an innocent child to a murderous demon king who regarded human life as nothing.

How can this be so?

Wang Jiu felt a little panicked.

The Wang family is a large family in Beicheng. Although it is not as good as the Zhu family, there are still four powerful men in the supernatural realm who are in charge.

He has seen many masters, including many murderous butchers and criminal thieves.

But when he looked at Zhuang Zhou, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"As expected of Teacher Fanying's favorite!"

Zhang Ruohan sighed in admiration.

Three days ago, after reading Zhuang Zhou's information, he had an exchange with Fanying and talked about his views on Zhuang Zhou.

Fanying only had eight words to describe him as "courageous, resourceful, decisive and fierce."

Seeing it now, it really is.

Some people are brave against foreigners, but are a little soft on humans.

Because they have taboos in their hearts, they cherish their feathers and worry about others' accusations.

But Zhuang Zhou was different.

If he wants to take action, no one can stop him!

"How do you two plan to die?"

Torn skin.

Zhuang Zhou no longer pretended.

He looked at the two black demons at the Golden Core level.

"This Beicheng has Beicheng's rules. If you receive protection money, you must protect our safety. If you want to kill people on the street, you must be mentally prepared to be killed!"

"There is no rule without rules. If there are no sanctions from the law, I can act as a butcher's knife!"

Zhuang Zhou had a smile on his face.

But that smile was terrifying.

"We are members of the Wanzu Association! You can't do this!"

He hadn't spoken the threatening words later.

A faint ghost shadow floated out.

Gillian entered his body, devouring his blood, and quickly drained away the essence, blood and cultivation, leaving only a piece of human skin floating down.

"I'm tired of hearing this reason. Let's find another reason!"

Zhuang Zhou dug his ears and said.

"Another golden elixir realm!"

The onlookers kept guessing where Zhuang Zhou’s bottom line was!

The female ghost in this house is indeed Zhuang Zhou's.

And it is also a being at the level of the Golden Core Realm!

Three golden elixirs.

Zhuang Zhou was not a commoner, and his strength was comparable to that of a small family.

Another black demon at the second level of the Golden Core Realm turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"help me!"

There was a cry in his voice.

Facing three unfathomable golden elixirs, he didn't even have the courage to fight!

"Whoosh!"

An arrow made of white bones pierced his chest. The golden elixir of the Black Demon Clan was nailed to the wall next to him. Blood spattered and the wall cracked.

in the house.

The Bone Archer stepped out.

This is Zhuang Zhou's younger brother who surrendered in the palace of death.

He is at the level of the Golden Core Realm, and behind him is the twelve-headed Bone Archer's younger brother who is at the Tongxuan Realm.

Zhuang Zhou called him Bai Yu.

The strong death energy roared over.

The fourth golden elixir appears.

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races really hit the wall this time!

Four golden elixirs, and twelve skeleton archers at the Tongxuan realm.

On the battlefield of all races, this is a powerful force.

"Is this Zhuang Zhou opening a shop? Why do I feel like a family of thugs?"

Among the crowd, some people were sighing in low voices.

He couldn't help but mutter.

"I do open a shop, but what I do is not only the business of treasures, but also the business of human lives!"

Zhuang Zhou said.

After everyone heard this, their fear for this child who looked to be only ten years old deepened even more!

"Human life trading, this is not bad, haha, this little guy is trying to hit us!"

Zhang Ruohan smiled and said, he naturally knew that Zhuang Zhou's words were meant for him.

He used a spear to fight against the powerful men of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, so the family would naturally have to pay accordingly.

"You have done well. On behalf of the family, I can promise you that after this matter is over, I will give you two puppets of the third level of the Golden Core Realm. They are refined by the strong men of the Vajra Clan. Their bodies are strong and comparable to magic weapons! In addition to In addition, I will give you twenty high-grade spiritual stones as a reward!"

Zhang Ruohan was extraordinarily generous. Anyway, the price paid this time was shared equally by everyone.

Since they are unwilling to take action themselves and offend the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, they must be willing to spend money.

"Besides, if you can stop the next wave of temptations from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, how about doubling the reward we give you?"

Zhang Ruohan saw that his junior brother was greedy for money.

But for them, this money-hungry person is the easiest to take down.

The Zhu family doesn't have much else, it just has a lot of money and resources.

As long as Zhuang Zhou is willing to work, the remuneration can be easily discussed.

Zhuang Zhou nodded slightly.

The prices offered by Zhang Ruohan are pretty good.

What's more important is that by demonstrating to the people of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races on Beicheng's behalf this time, he actually meant that the aristocratic families in Beicheng owed him a favor.

They will have to repay this favor in the future.

"Please ask Patriarch Changfeng to come forward and quell the disaster!"

The golden elixir of the black demon clan that was nailed to the wall was not dead.

In order to survive, he took out a token from his waist.

He could only use this token once in his life. After using it, the token exploded.

This is a life-saving token given to him by his Changfeng Ancestor.

At the critical moment, summoning the ancestor of the sky can save his life.

Ancestor Changkong is a strong man at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm.

The golden elixir realm has a huge span.

What happened to the four golden elixirs?

The guys at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, even together, are no match for the little finger of his Changkong Ancestor.

Dare to offend us.

I want you to die!

The strong man at the second level of the Golden Core Realm of the Black Demon Tribe roared hysterically in his heart.

A long sword pierced the air.

A sword cultivator from the Black Demon Tribe came with a sword.

His white clothes are as white as the snow, and his clothes are like hunting, and when he travels through the breaking moon, he actually gives people the feeling of being like a fairy from the mundane world!

The factory empty ancestor appears.

He did not take the ordinary path, and did not inherit the traditional skills of the black demon clan. Instead, he chose the method of human sword cultivation and blazed his own path.

"Wow!"

"So handsome!"

"How can this black demon be a swordsman? So powerful!"

As soon as Patriarch Changkong appeared, Zhuang Zhou's limelight was highlighted.

Zhuang Zhou could not help but feel a trace of jealousy in his heart.

"Ha, are you trying to steal the screen with me? You're still a bit immature!"

In the courtyard, a beam of white light broke through the sky.

Yuanling Cannon, Black Iron Soul.

This is the one Liuyang specially built for himself.

Of course, Zhuang Zhou paid for the materials himself.

Zhuang Zhou used his spirit to control things, and his Yuanling cannon was fired.

That beam of light condensed all the spiritual energy essence from hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones.

The light broke through the sky and collided with the ancestor of the sky.

"Damn it, my flying sword can't make sharp turns!"

The ancestor of Changkong could not avoid it.

He was directly flooded with blazing white light.

In the sky, the light shines, as if there is an extra small sun, so hot, so dazzling, so dazzling.

The flying sword exploded into pieces.

Ancestor Changkong’s clothes instantly turned to gray.

He fell from a high altitude, and only regained his strength halfway through. He used his flying technique and slowly landed on the ground without falling to his death.

But at this moment, Patriarch Changkong no longer had the handsome look he had just now.

His whole body was charred black, his mouth was open, and smoke rings were spitting out, making him extremely embarrassed.

"Boy, do you dare to attack me?!"

The ancestor of Changkong lost all his appearance, became furious and scolded Zhuang Zhou angrily.

And the black demon who was nailed to the wall suddenly hesitated.

The firm confidence in Patriarch Changkong had just dissipated a bit.

The ancestor of Changkong was actually controlled by Zhuang Zhou. Could it be that he and Zhuang Zhou were no match?

A trace of fear arose in his heart.

Then this fear took root in his heart, sprouted, grew wildly and uncontrollably, and swallowed up the hope in his heart... It was terrible!

"On the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm, is Zhuang Zhou your opponent?"

Wang Jiu hesitated.

It is not easy for Zhuang Zhou to reach this point.

The ninth level of the Golden Core Realm.

He is also considered a master in Beicheng.

Although Zhuang Zhou has helpers, they may not be his opponents. Zhuang Zhou has done his best, and it is time for the people they arranged to come on stage.

"hold on!"

Zhang Ruohan said.

He looked at Zhuang Zhou, a faint sparkle flashing in his eyes.

Wang Jiu didn't know Zhuang Zhou's situation, but Zhang Ruohan did.

Command magical powers to hunt down existences at the Earthly Evil Realm level.

A person of the ninth level of Jindan should not be taken seriously by Zhuang Zhou!