Chapter 996 Prey

A monster clan from the inner ring area, who had already existed in the Void Core Realm decades ago, and was a child of a big sect, later committed a crime, killed a nobleman, and was expelled from the sect. There are people with this kind of level, but most forces dare not accept them, so they can only make a living by "solving problems" for others.

The situation in Tianbao Street really fits his needs, it is better than constant wandering, as long as he pays 50,000 star coins, he can live in Tianbao Street directly. If you want to move Tianbao Street, you have to pass his level first.

This is a real Void Core powerhouse, and it is the kind that has been famous for a long time. It is no less influential and powerful than a sixth-level civilization. Jiao has just set foot in the Void Core Realm, and it is already considered a very strong sect.

Don't look at the Liyin Sect's two big Void Pills, but since they dare to challenge it openly, they obviously have enough confidence and self-confidence. After all, they were born in the big sect of the Yaozu in the inner circle of the earth, so how can the means be compared with ordinary Void Pills?

It's just that the appetite is a bit big, and the monthly protection fee required by the merchants is 30% more than when the Nine Desolation Road was the most ruthless.

In the past, there must have been all kinds of dissatisfaction and complaints, but now, as long as the store can be kept, not to mention paying an extra 30% of the protection fee every month, even if it is doubled, it can be tolerated with gritted teeth. What's more, after a few days of contact, this crocodile god Magso-sama has no major problems except for being greedy for money, delicious food, and likes to brag, and he is quite easy to get along with.

"Niu Niu! Good wine! Reminds me of the taste of the past." Magso was in the flower shop wasting a small pot of Tianhe Shao that Lao Niu had collected. It has been more than ten years, and this time it also spent a lot of money to entertain Magso.

Lord Margesso was obviously quite satisfied, he patted the old cow on the shoulder: "I think when I was in the demon sect, I used to drink this kind of Tianhe burn as water, tsk tsk tsk, I haven't tasted such an authentic taste for a long time , it's your food and drink..."

He pretended to glance casually at the bare plates on the table.

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

This time Lao Niu treated guests and was reluctant to spend money to go outside, but Wang Zhong's craftsmanship was forced out. At any rate, he had been taught by Lan Daier for a while, and he had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run away.

He burned a pot of xiu meat until it was golden and shiny, and the oily gas on the golden crispy skin was bubbling out, dripping golden fat, exuding bursts of spiritual aura, even if Margot who had already eaten half full Suo Du felt his eyes light up in an instant, and the old cow next to him was almost drooling. He usually eats Rifu Dan with Wang Zhong and the others to satisfy his hunger, and occasionally goes to a cheap restaurant on the street to have a tooth sacrifice. The kitchen at home has not been fired a few times since the day it was built.

"Delicious, delicious!" Magso ate so much that his eyes narrowed, and he kept gobbling, "Hey, little guy, your body looks weak, and you're good at cooking. How about it? Not interested in following me? Follow you, Mr. Suo, to ensure that you will not worry about food and clothing, and will not be bullied!"

Wang Zhong shook his head with a smile, he was also quite curious about Xudan, if he had the chance, he would really like to try it.

"What are you thinking, silly boy!" The old cow was so frightened that its crotch was almost crushed by itself: "Master Crocodile God thinks highly of you, that is flattering you, this is a rare event..."

"Hey, don't! If you don't want to, don't force it!" Magso rolled his eyes at him, waved his hand and said, "Besides, such a foolish boy who doesn't have any sense of value, sent me to make trouble for me? Do you really think you are Mr. Suo?" Anyone take it?"

Lao Niu apologized, and quietly wiped off his cold sweat. He was too busy recently to take care of the shop, but Wang Zhong took care of the flower shop by himself, but he was regarded by Lao Niu as his right-hand man, just now because he was afraid of offending Ma Gesuo, Lao Niu is really reluctant to send Wang Zhong away.

"You people who came from the lower realms," Margesso was not angry, and while gobbling it up, he actually started bragging with Wang Zhong: "Everyone has their own ideas, and they come up with a set of practice theories, and they can brag about it." My God, I seem to be some kind of great grand master, but when I really do it, everyone is so weak that they are all weak chickens with high eyesight and low power."

"Hey, kid, don't be like those braggarts all day long. You have to admit that you are weak, and you have to stand at attention when you are beaten!" He said with a greasy mouth, "Look at you. A gust of unhealthy wind can blow you eight feet high. You just met my good temper today. You have to change someone else, like you, a lower world person like you who has no eyesight, talks back and plays personality, and is slapped to death by others , too many, I won’t live long!”

Wang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only let him play.

"Come on, let's go." Magso waved his hand: "From now on, be smart and work hard at Niu Niu's place, and return to your lower realm after spending a hundred or eighty years. But when you get out of the gravity and spiritual pressure here, it is guaranteed that you will be invincible when you return to the lower realm. How cool is it to be a local emperor? Staying here and being abused, hehe, Mr. Suo has seen too much, that is the best for people like you Good way out!"

Wang Zhong also had no choice but to retreat by himself.

His whole body was filled with qi and blood, and the demonic aura on his body covered his body like a thin film, even to the point where it was visible to the naked eye. It really looked ferocious, giving people a very powerful feeling , but surprisingly, Wang Zhong didn't feel too much threat from him.

Not without hostility, but without threat.

He secretly compared it, and when he fully released the spiritual power in the deified cells, he even felt stronger than the current Magso, no wonder he didn't think the other party was scary.

However, I heard that the demon clan in the Void Core Realm can release the demon body. Only when the demon body actually appears, is their real combat power displayed, but the stronger the demon body is, the greater the spiritual pressure of the world will naturally be. , The usual normal state is just to avoid unnecessary consumption, it is far from their true strength.

Wang Zhong was thinking about how to discuss with an expert, while Muzi was staring at the rolling Styx in a daze. Three days had passed, and Fanelia hadn't come out to bother him these three days, she was very quiet, but, for some reason, Miss it a bit.

Naturally, he didn't really think about it, but when Moriko saw Styx, her curious and proud eyes would appear in his mind, and her tone of voice always reminded him of Wang Zhong's clown, It's so similar, of course, he won't tell her that he thinks this way, and he doesn't know what she will do because of it.

When Muzi came back to his senses, the sky was getting darker. After Muzi tidied up a little, he quickly sprinted towards the sect. However, he just slid not far away when suddenly a figure turned from behind a dark tree, just blocking Muzi. On the way, his movements were quick and abrupt, and he bumped straight into Muzi's chest.

Muzi's eyes flickered, and his steps followed the opponent's movements, and he was about to avoid this figure, but another shadow appeared from the other side.

Oops!

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

Muzi stopped in his tracks, before he could see what the puddle of water on the ground was, he grabbed him with both hands, "Pay me for the secret medicine!"

Muzi flashed past the greasy hand. This is a clam-man of the shell family, with clam oil all over his body. From a distance, he looks a bit like a human with a shell on his back, but the clam-man's facial features are extremely distorted. Where the eyes should be, there is a mouth, but where the mouth should be is a nose, but a pair of eyes are thrown asymmetrically on both sides of the cheeks.

Seeing Muzi get out of the way, the clam was not in a hurry, and there was a trace of coldness on his face, and Muzi felt more than a dozen Shells radiating Yin energy all around him.

The shell tribe comes from the fifth-level civilization, and it is also a legend. The legend is because, after entering the domain of the gods, a branch of the shell tribe, the shell tribe, adapted to the conditions of the domain of the gods beyond imagination, especially the natural pill-pregnant person. In the end, Andradero The Bei tribe was promoted to level 8 civilization, but for the entire Shell tribe, there was no one family who was able to ascend to heaven. The huge surprise caused some branches to degenerate, and even internal fighting occurred. The clam people are the representatives of degeneration. He, they are also unwelcome here, they specialize in robbing and oppressing weak civilizations for a living, and from time to time they even take out the tiger skins of the Bei people.

These clams have been waiting for Muzi here! The secret medicine or something is just an excuse.

"What nonsense are you talking to him, mere human beings, listen up, we've been watching you for a long time, we've never seen you who can save star coins like this, just now I knocked over a gourd of secret medicine for me, ten of us don't want more from you, Ten silver star stones, plus ten pieces of Mingsha every month."

The clam said gloomyly, and the other clams laughed threateningly, and ten pairs of eyes stared at Muzi dead.

Muzi looked seriously at the water stains on the ground, a tattered gourd was still rolling on the side, "This is just water boiled by ghost grass, not even worth a penny."

Loud laughter erupted, "Really! Are all human brains so long? This is just an excuse. Sects won't care about conflicts that have a reason. Now, be sensible, don't think we don't know you I saved ten Silver Star Stones and the refining formula of Nether Sand, you can actually refine Nether River Sand, if you don’t keep an eye on it, you really can’t see it.”

Muzi looked at the clams. They stared at him for more than ten days and half a month, at least half a year. The clams were insidious and cautious. At first they thought that Muzi had a background to be so independent, but after such a long period of monitoring, they found other People are also misled by this guy's strange attitude.

In the eyes of clams, there is no target more suitable for them to squeeze than Muzi.

He came from the weakest human being in the fourth-level civilization. He was alone, had a lot of star coins, and could refine Nether Sand!

As long as you get the refining method of Nether Sand... the clams seem to see a bright future.

If you only want star coins, you can still negotiate, but if you mention the refining of Nether Sand, then there is no room for reconciliation. Muzi knows very well that the other party will not leave an unsettled factor alive.

Muzi looked around. The clam people were very experienced and didn't leave him a single flaw. After all, they came from a fifth-level civilization. Moreover, they have been in the Star Alliance for hundreds of years, and they have already been familiar with the spiritual power of God's Domain. Let's come one or two , he can still escape, ten together, and he is naturally coordinated and cautious!

This is a battle without any suspense, Muzi is desperate, but still can only be played and insulted by the shell people, which consumes his physical strength little by little, while they are playing, they plan loudly, how can Muzi fight The refining method of Nether Sand was completely handed over.

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

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

Muzi's last impact was blocked by the clam man's shell, leaving a huge gap in his chest. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Muzi lay on the ground, struggling, but couldn't get up again.

"Almost, in this state, it's my turn."

The tortured snail twisted his body and moved closer, a box full of torture tools was taken out from his space, his cold smile was imprinted in Muzi's eyes.

Muzi hugged the life-death coffin tightly, at this moment, he recalled the silence when he drank the condensed moon, in the world, there were only him and the life-death coffin.

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

Death is not something to fear, it's just a little bit of reluctance.

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

Fanelia looked at Muzi lying on the ground angrily. Those foul-smelling things 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 heaven and earth descended.

In the distance... In the Nether Sect, a pair of pitch-black eyes opened. It passed through layers of obstacles and looked over there. The evil black vortex showed a trace of dissatisfaction in the pupils.

This feeling of dissatisfaction, like a law, quickly transformed from reality to a terrifying force.

"Hehe, it's a bit naughty, but it's also saving your sect's disciples, so let's not be an example."

Just when this power was about to be completed, a laughter as light as a breeze made it flow back the trace of dissatisfaction under its eyelids, sealing it layer by layer.

"That, that's it." The voice of the owner of the dark eyes was like a rusty saw cutting on the glass, terrifying and unbearable.

The light faded, Muzi looked at the girl who fell from the sky, a little confused, and also a little suffocated, in her body, he saw a way to escape into the darkness.

Fanelia slowly landed next to Muzi, but her gaze crossed the space and looked at a distant place, she lowered her head, her moist red lips curled up slightly in dissatisfaction, as if she was having a fight .

But soon, she tidied up her mood again, and when she looked at Muzi, she showed a look of disdain, "At least it's someone I like, how can you be so weak."

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

Fanelia was stunned. How could he speak so naturally and smile so happily... All these completely subverted Fanelia's inherent world.

After a long time, a 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 gushed out from his heart, and was deeply engraved into Muzi's mind. Muzi knew that this was the girl using some kind of powerful method, similar to the way of empowerment, to directly transfer the chapters of this exercise to Muzi. Into the memory of his mind.

"That much should be enough for you to be arrogant in the world. The main method is to absorb spiritual energy. If it weren't for the fact that I don't have any other exercises, and your soul is very good and special, it is still very suitable for this exercise. Yin physique, I will not teach you this, so, please remember to keep it a secret! Otherwise, you will die."

Just when Fanelia's voice fell in Muzi's heart, suddenly a stream of black light shot from a distance, rolled her up, and carried her into the air.

"Remember, your soul belongs to me alone!"

Seeing the disappearing black light in the sky, Muzi was stunned, his soul... what the hell?

Fanelia, he will never forget this name.

How strong is this Margeso? Wang Zhong was very curious. What he lacked the most now was an intuitive understanding of these masters in the realm of the gods. How big is the gap between the two levels of foundation building spirit realm and virtual core? The old cow obviously only has a half-knowledge about these things, and it is completely unreliable to ask him, maybe he can get some preliminary understanding through this crocodile god Magso.

It's a pity that Lord Magso is really too 'busy', since he came to Lao Niu's place once, he has never had the chance to get close to him, and there are dinners all day long.

The shops up and down Tianbao Street are like their ancestors, offering two small banquets a day and one big banquet every three days. Frankly speaking, although this master collects protection fees a bit ruthlessly, he is not as respectful as Jiuhuangdao. Raising a lot of younger brothers.

In the past, the protection fees collected by Jiuhuang Dao were only the market price of the public, but the King of Hades is fond of little ghosts, and most of the people who really suck the blood of these merchants are the monsters and monsters under Jiuhuang Dao. But now the crocodile god Margeso doesn't have this kind of thing at all here, he just pays as much as he wants, and no one in the block dares to make trouble. This man likes to patrol his territory, probably because of these things In the contrast caused by the lack of "respect" in the past year, the "work" is a serious and responsible person, and he speaks and acts vigorously, which is simply a living blue sky.

Calculated in this way, it is better than the previous days, and more importantly, it has been a full month since the crocodile god Margesso came to Tianbao Street, and the entire Catancle district knows that Margesso is in Tianbao Street. Street, but the Liyin Sect did not respond to this. Not only did the Yinjiao never appear, but also some dark monsters who used to wander around Tianbao Street some time ago, all disappeared. Could it be that the Liyin Sect is really Scared?

"Master Suo used to be a member of the Demon Patrol Sect after all, and that is the largest sect in the entire land! Can the pattern be the same? I heard that even a sweeper from the Demon Patrol Sect can level a sixth-level civilization when he comes out! "

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