Zi Chen rose into the sky, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a golden sword energy fell towards the crowd. The next moment, a True Yuan Realm monk fell to the ground.

"I've said it before, this is my thing. Those who don't believe it can leave on their own." Zi Chen's eyes swept across the audience, "And I'll stress it again, this is my thing and can only be left by others." I will allocate it myself. If anyone wants to interfere, just show your strength and speak up."

"Zi Chen, you are really overbearing. We are telling the truth and we are not some big force. How could you even kill people who tell the truth?"

The golden light flashed, and the man died. Zi Chen said coldly: "I will kill anyone who speaks, no matter what he said."

"If you have to say that I am overbearing, then I will be overbearing."

Zi Chen glanced at everyone and said: "From now on, whoever wants to say a word and assign the ownership of the tokens for me, I will enter the burial place of the Holy Burial Hall with the great forces. As for you, you are very different from me. We are not friends, you can go wherever you want."

As soon as these threatening words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Too domineering.

This is what everyone is saying, but no one dares to speak.

"You are so domineering." A voice sounded from the crowd, making everyone change their expressions.

Zi Chen beheaded the man and said coldly: "Those who are still talking now obviously have ulterior motives and don't want all of you to go. Next, as long as I hear another nonsense, you will never want to share the token with me."

"You." A voice sounded from the crowd, but it was quickly suppressed, and many casual cultivators rushed forward.

"You're trying to fucking kill us."

"You really have ulterior motives."

Many casual cultivators took action, like a sea of ​​people, drowning this person in an instant.

"Zi Chen, you."

There was another voice, but it was suppressed again. Many casual cultivators took action, very ruthlessly, and killed them directly.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight people were killed.

The casual cultivators went crazy, obviously knowing that they were being used and that their future was at stake. Their eyes were red and their murderous intent was overwhelming.

The person who was instigated by the powerful forces was finally suppressed and stopped speaking.

"You are indeed domineering."
Chapter completed!