A demon clan from the Buzhou area of ​​the inner ring was already an existence in the Xudan realm decades ago and was a child of a large sect. Later, he committed a crime and killed a nobleman and was expelled from the sect. There is a level of people, but ordinary forces dare not accept it, so they can only make a living by "solving problems" for others.

The situation on Tianbao Street is really consistent with his needs. It is much better than the constant wandering. With only 50,000 star coins, I lived directly on Tianbao Street. It is said that Tianbao Street will be covered by him in the future. If Liyin Sect wants to move Tianbao Street, it must pass his level first.

This is a real Void Pill powerful man, and he has been famous for a long time. He is no less than the influence and strength of a level 6 civilization. For example, Liyin Sect, there are only two Void Pills. Among them, Yin Jiao has just stepped into the Void Pill realm and is already a very strong sect.

Although Liyin Sect has two major virtual pills, since they dare to challenge publicly, they obviously have enough confidence and confidence. After all, they were born as a major demon clan in the inner ring of the earth. How could the methods be compared to ordinary virtual pills?

It’s just that I have a big appetite and require all merchants to pay a monthly protection fee of 30% more than when I was the ruthless road before.

If this was put before, there would definitely be all kinds of dissatisfaction and complaints. But now, as long as you can keep the store, not to mention paying 30% of the protection fee every month, even if it doubles, you can still tolerate it. Moreover, after a few days of contact, this crocodile god Margosau, apart from being greedy for money, delicious food, and likes to brag about this, has nothing wrong with it and is very easy to get along with.

"Niu Niu! Good wine! It reminds me of the taste of the past." Margosso was wasting a small pot of Tianhe roast collected by Lao Niu in a flower shop. This is a rare fine wine in the divine realm. It is said that Lao Niu has been treasured for more than ten years, and this time he also spent a lot of money to entertain Margosso.

Lord Margosso was obviously quite satisfied. He patted Lao Niu on the shoulder: "I remember when I was patrolling the Demon Sect, such Tianhe roast was drunk as water. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

He pretended to be careless and glanced at the bare plates on the table.

"Serve the food!" Lao Niu hurriedly urged, and Wang Chong came out of the kitchen with a large pot of steaming meat.

This time, Lao Niu was reluctant to spend money to go outside when he was treating him, so he forced Wang Chong out of his skills. After all, he had been influenced by Lan Daier for a while. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running.

A pot of xiu meat was burned by him, and the oil and gas on the golden crispy skin was sizzling, and golden oil dripped out, emitting waves of temptation. Even Margos, who had been half full, suddenly felt his eyes lit up, and the old cow next to him was even more saliva flowing out. He usually ate the sun-abdominal elixir with Wang Chong and others, and occasionally he would go to a cheap restaurant on the street to have a tooth sacrifice. The kitchen at home has not been fired several times since the day it was built.

"It's delicious!" Margosso squinted his eyes and kept eating. "Hehe, little guy, he looks weak, he has a good skill in cooking. How about it, are you interested in following me? Follow you, Mr. Suo, and you will guarantee that you will not have to worry about food and clothing and will not be bullied!"

Wang Chong smiled and shook his head. He was also quite curious about Xu Dan. If he had the chance, he really wanted to give it a try.

"Silly boy, what are you thinking!" The old bull was so scared that he almost crushed his crotch by himself: "The Lord Crocodile God respects you, that's a way to praise you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime..."

"Hey, don't! If you don't want to do it, don't force me!" Margosau gave him a blank look and waved his hand, "Besides, such a fool who has no eye value, will he get me into trouble when he receives it? Do you really think that you, Mr. Suo, can you accept anyone?"

Lao Niu smiled apologized and quietly wiped out the cold sweat. He was too busy recently and had no time to take care of the store. However, Wang Chong was so kind that he had been treated by Lao Niu as his right-hand man. He was just afraid of offending Margosso. He really wanted to send Wang Chong away, but Lao Niu couldn't bear to leave.

"You guys who come from the lower realm," Margosso was not angry. While eating voraciously, he actually started to yell with Wang Chong: "Everyone has their own ideas. They have to start practicing theory and can brag about it. They can brag to heaven. It seems that they are an amazing master. But if they really do it, they are all weak people with high eyes and low skills."

"Hey, boy, don't learn from those guys who brag all day long. If you are weak, you have to admit it. If you are beaten, you have to stand attentive!" He said greasyly: "Look at your appearance of not having two taels of meat, a gust of unhealthy wind can blow you up. Today you are just a good temper like me. If you want to change someone else, you have no eyesight, talk back on others, and are slapped to death by others, there are too many people in the lower world who can't live long!"

Wang Chong was so amused that he could only let him play.

"Get it, go and go." Margosso waved his hand: "Be smart in the future, work hard at Niu Niu, and spend a hundred and eighty years before returning to your lower realm. Don't look at these eighty years of hardship, but by getting rid of the gravity and spiritual pressure here, you will be invincible in the world when you return to the lower realm. How good is it to be a local emperor? I'm abused here, hehe, Mr. Suo has seen too many things, that is the best way out for people like you!"

Wang Chong was also helpless and had to retreat by himself.

His body of qi and blood were pouring out into the sky, and the demonic aura on his body covered his body like a thin film, even to the point where it could be seen from the naked eye. It really looked fierce, giving people a very powerful feeling, but surprisingly, Wang Chong did not feel too much threat from him.

It is either without hostility, or without threat.

He secretly compared himself that when he completely released the spiritual power in the deified cells, he even felt stronger than Margosau today. No wonder he didn't think the other party was terrible.

However, I heard that the demon clan in the Xudan realm can release the demon body. Only when the demon body really appears can their real combat power be displayed. However, the stronger the demon body, the greater the spiritual pressure of heaven and earth it will naturally be. The ordinary state in normal times is just to avoid unnecessary consumption, and it is far from their true strength.

Wang Chong thought about how to find an expert to discuss it, while Mu Zi looked at the endless river of Styx in a daze. Three days passed, and Fenilea had not come out to bother him for the past three days. She was very quiet, but for some reason, she missed her a little.

Of course, he didn't think much about it. However, when Moriko saw the Styx, her curious and proud eyes would appear in his mind. The tone of her speech always reminded him of Wang Chong's clown, which was so similar. Of course, he would not tell her that this was what she thought, and he didn't know what she would do because of it.

When Muzi came to his senses, the sky gradually subsided. Muzi cleaned up and quickly rushed towards the sect. However, he had just escaped not far away. Suddenly, a figure turned out from behind a dark tree, just blocking Muzi's way of travel. His movements were fast and abrupt, and he bumped straight into Muzi's chest.

Mu Zi's eyes flashed, and his steps gently pulled according to the other party's movements. He was about to avoid the figure, but another shadow appeared on the other side.

Oops!

Muzi reacted, but the other party had already hit him, and he heard a scream that was not a scream, "Wow! My secret medicine!"

Muzi stopped and before he could see clearly what a pool of water stains on the ground was, he grabbed his hands and said, "I'll compensate me for my secret medicine!"

Muzi flashed over the greasy slipper. This was a clam man from the shell tribe. He was covered in clam oil. From a distance, he looked a little like a human carrying a shell. However, the clam man's facial features were extremely twisted. The mouth grew where the eyes should be, the nose should be, but the eyes should be asymmetrically thrown on both sides of the cheeks.

Seeing Muzi dodge away, the clam man was not in a hurry, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face. Muzi felt more than a dozen shell tribes emitting yin energy all over his body gushing out around him.

The Shell Clan comes from a level five civilization, and is also a legend. The legend is because after entering the divine realm, a branch of the Shell Clan, the Bei tribe adapted to the divine realm beyond imagination, especially the natural elixir. In the end, the Allardobe tribe was promoted to a level 8 civilization. However, for the entire Shell Clan, no tribe has achieved enlightenment and has ascended to heaven. The huge surprise has led to the depravity of some branches and even internal fighting. The clams are the representatives of the depravity. They were driven into the Styx after the failure of the struggle. They are also unpopular here. They specialize in robbing and bullying the weak civilizations for a living, and from time to time they have to take out the tiger skins of the Bei tribe.

These clam people have been waiting for Muzi here! Secret medicines and other things, but they are just excuses.

"What nonsense to him? Just humans, listen. We have been watching you for a long time. I have never seen you save star coins like this. I just knocked over my secret medicine. Ten of us don't want you to have more, ten silver star stones, plus ten dark sands every month."

The clam man said gloomyly, and the other clam man burst into threatening laughter, staring at Muzi with ten pairs of eyes.

Muzi looked at the water stains on the ground seriously, and a tattered gourd was still rolling aside, "This is just water boiled by ghost heart grass, and it is not worth even a star coin."

There was a burst of laughter, "Really! Are human brains so long? This is just an excuse. The sects will not care about the battles that have reasons. Now, be aware of them, don't think we don't know that you saved ten silver star stones and the recipe for Netherworld Sands. You kid can actually refine Netherworld Sands. If you didn't stare at them, you wouldn't be able to see them."

Muzi looked at the clams, and they were staring at him for more than ten days and half a month, for at least half a year. The clams were sinister and cautious. At first, they thought Muzi could be so independent with a backstage, but after so long surveillance, they found that others were misled by this guy's strange attitude.

In the eyes of clam people, there is no better target than Muzi to squeeze them.

The weakest human from the fourth level civilization is alone, with a large number of star coins, and can also refine Netherworld Sands!

As long as you get the method of refining Netherworld Sand... people seem to see a brilliant future.

If you only want star coins, you can negotiate. However, when it comes to the refining of Netherworld Sand, there is no room for reconciliation. Muzi is very clear that the other party will not leave a living mouth for unstable factors.

Muzi looked around. The clams were very experienced and did not leave him any flaws. After all, they came from a level 5 civilization. Moreover, they have been joining the Star Alliance for hundreds of years and have been familiar with the spiritual power of the divine realm. If one or two of them come, he can escape, ten of them together, and they are born to cooperate and be cautious!

This was a battle without suspense. Muzi fought his life, but he could only be played and insulted by the people of the shell, consuming his physical strength bit by bit. While they were playing, they planned loudly how to make Muzi hand over the refining method of Netherworld Sand completely.

"I prefer torture. I believe that as long as the method is right, no one can survive torture."

"Use the illusion to let him reincarnate in the illusion of our mirage people for thousands of years. There is no secret that can be kept secret."

Muzi's last attack was blocked by the clam man's shell, leaving a huge gap in his chest, which was the last straw that crushed the camel. Muzi lay on the ground, struggling, but could never get up again.

"It's almost done, it's my turn in this state."

The torture man twisted his body and moved closer. A box filled with torture instruments was taken out of his space. His cold smile was imprinted in Muzi's eyes.

Muzi held the life and death coffin tightly. At this moment, he recalled the silence when drinking the moon. There was only him and the life and death coffin between heaven and earth.

He recalled the dream he often had, that mountain, that desolation, and the coffin of life and death.

Death is not a fear, it’s just a little unwilling to accept it.

However, at this moment, a low, angry voice came from the sky, "You! How dare you!!!"

Fenilea looked at Muzi lying on the ground in anger, and the things that emitted foul smell were trying to do something to her prey that she would never forgive!

boom……

A dark light lit up from the sky, as if a world was coming.

In the distance... the Netherworld Sect opened its dark eyes. It looked over the layers of obstacles and looked over there. The evil black vortex showed a trace of dissatisfaction in its pupils.

This dissatisfaction was like a law, quickly transforming from reality and forming a terrifying force.

"Haha, I'm a little naughty, but I'm also saving your disciples from the sect, so I won't be the case."

Just when this power was about to be achieved, a faint laugh as light as the breeze made it flow back into its eyelids, sealing it layer by layer.

"That's it." The voice of the dark-eyed owner was like a rusty saw cut on the glass, terrifying and unbearable.

The light faded, Muzi looked at the girl falling from the sky, a little confused and a little suffocating. On her, he saw a road that had escaped into darkness.

Fenilea slowly landed beside Muzi, but her eyes passed through the space and looked at each other somewhere far away. She lowered her head, and her wet red lips raised slightly in dissatisfaction, as if she was having a quarrel.

But soon, she packed up and sorted her mood again. When she looked at Muzi, she showed a look of contempt, "After all, it's the person I like, how can you be so weak?"

Muzi smiled slightly, "Isn't this you?"

Fenilea was stunned. How could he say so naturally and smile so happily... All of this completely overturned Fenilea's inherent world.

After a long time, the little girl's voice sounded in Muzi's heart: "Remember, you are my prey, and no one can bully you except me..."

A simple and profound secret flowed out of his heart and was deeply engraved into Muzi's mind. Muzi knew that this was the girl who used some powerful means, similar to an initiation method, and directly imprinted the chapter of this technique into his mind and memory.

"That's enough to be arrogant in the earth. It's mainly a way to absorb spiritual energy. If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have any other skills in my hand, and your soul is very good and special, and it's still very suitable for the Yin power physique of this technique. I wouldn't teach you this, so remember to keep it secret! Otherwise, you'll die."

Fenilea's voice had just fallen in Muzi's heart, and suddenly a black stream of light came from a distance, rolling her up and leading it into the air.

"Remember, your soul is my own!"

Looking at the black light that disappeared in the sky, Mu Zi was stunned, his soul...what the hell?

Fonianlia, he will definitely not forget this name.

How strong is this Margosso? Wang Chong was very curious. What he lacked the most now is to have an intuitive understanding of these masters of the divine realm, the foundation-building spirit realm, the virtual pill, and how big is the gap between the two levels? Lao Niu obviously only has a slight understanding of these things. If he asked him completely unreliable, he might have some preliminary understanding through this crocodile god Margosso.

It’s a pity that this Lord Margosau is so busy. Since he has been to Lao Niu for one time, he has never had the chance to get close to him. He has dinner parties all day long.

The shops on Tianbao Street offered this person like their ancestors, two small banquets a day and one big banquet every three days. To be honest, although this master was a bit harsh in collecting protection fees, he did not raise a lot of younger brothers like Jiuhuangdao.

Although the protection fee in the past was only a mass market price, the King of Hell was easy to see the little ghosts and was difficult to deal with. Most of the people who really sucked the blood of these merchants were the monsters and monsters under the Jiuhuang Road. But now the crocodile god Margoso has no such thing here. He only pays one, and no one in the neighborhood dares to make trouble. This man loves to inspect his territory, probably because of the contrast caused by the lack of "respect" over the years. The "work" is so serious and responsible, and he speaks and does things with decisiveness, and is simply a living sky.

By counting this, it is better than before. What's more important is that it has been a month since the crocodile god Margoso came to Tianbao Street. The entire Katanklay area knew that Margoso was protecting Tianbao Street, but Liyin Sect had no reaction to this. Not only did Yin Jiao not appear, but some dark demon clans who had always loved to wander around Tianbao Street some time ago have all disappeared. Is this Liyin Sect really scared?

"After all, Master Suo was once a member of the Demon Sect, and he was a large sect that was a big one in the entire territory! Can the pattern be the same? I heard that even if a Demon Sect swept the floor, he could level up a level 6 civilization after he came out!"
Chapter completed!