Entering this bustling and noisy city, Wu Zihao can also feel the life here, all kinds of strange items, even the slaves in the wilderness are sold here, but the price is much more expensive than the border city.

It's just that the people in this wild land are very strong, and the average height of adult men is nearly two meters, which is definitely a high-class labor force, even if it is a caretaker, it is quite good, and women are also tall and outstanding, with a wild charm rare for imperial women, and are the favorite horses of the powerful to tame.

I have to say that Danaksu can develop to such a prosperous level, this Demon Star King also has some means, almost everything can be used, even the Martial Kingdom has the Immortal Fruit, it is not an uncommon thing here, many shops pù directly put out signs, but the price is quite expensive.

The patrol guards that pass through the streets from time to time also show that the rules here are quite strict, and there must be many people salivating in such a wealthy city, and the necessary guards are certain.

Whoosh - The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, attracting many people to look up, and several figures passed over everyone's heads, stepping on dozens of feet high buildings, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The guards who happened to walk to Wu Zihao's side stopped and looked up, and after a while, the leader of the team said quietly: "This group of guys from the Black Devil Guard is really arrogant, they can't walk on the difficult road, they have to fly around all day long, for fear that people don't know that they are very powerful!"

"Captain, don't be sour here!" A young boy said with a sly smile: "Although they are very powerful, they are also doing things with their heads, and those who dare to make trouble in the city are not mediocre hands, last month the Black Devil Guard folded more than ten people, and we have dozens of purple gold coins on patrol every day, which is also a lot of money, no matter how good the treatment is, you have to have a life to enjoy it!"

"Okay, just your kid is as good as a ghost all day long, does Lao Tzu still want you to teach!" The team leader kicked the young man with a smile, retracted his gaze and said: "Your kid is the most potential in our team, and he also works hard, and when he reaches the level of the Martial King, he is qualified to join the Black Demon Guard, and when the time comes, he will also carry and promote the brothers, and it is not very comfortable to come out in the wind and sun all day!"

The young man bowed down and smiled: "The Dark Demon Guard is not interesting, you still have to follow Lord Lonna, the kid still wants to serve you for a few more years!"

"Sycophant!" The leader known as Ronner waved his hand and said to a dozen smiling subordinates, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look, when the Dark Guard's side is over, we will have to do the butt wiping thing!"

A group of a dozen or so people walked in the direction of the disappearance of the Dark Guard, while the people in the street were still noisy and shouting, as if they were not attracted by these at all, but more of a habit.

Martial King level can be selected for the Dark Devil Guard?

Wu Zihao raised his eyebrows, but he was interested in these people, and immediately turned around and moved, and his divine sense firmly locked on the departing patrol guards, although these people are only junior martial artists, but for ordinary people, they are already very powerful, and the difference of one step is the martial king, which is a reborn change.

At the level of the Martial King, although it is not very strong, it is also a talent needed by various forces, and it is qualified to lead a battalion of sergeants.

Wu Zihao's deity is also the commander of a battalion in Wuguo, although the power in his hands is not large, but the benefits are already quite a lot, and he definitely belongs to the level of eating and drinking, and even the family is enough to squander.

Population, a huge population base, the value of creating zào is too huge!

Wu Zihao walked slowly on the bustling streets, turning left and right, as if he knew the roads here well, and the constant fluctuations of spiritual power in his perception made him clearly grasp the entire city.

The crowd gradually thinned, the streets began to slowly become secluded, the pedestrians on the road were almost invisible, but the spiritual power fluctuations not far away were becoming more and more violent, and there was an extremely violent and murderous atmosphere, and there was a kind of fighting spirit in this qi, which was only one possibility, among the people who fought was the Martial Emperor, and it was very likely that the Martial Emperor was above the intermediate level.

The Black Demon Guards are just a group of Martial Kings, if they do it with the Martial Emperor level, it is simply an act of looking for death, but since the Black Demon Guards of that team of six or seven people have passed, there are no more powerhouses in the Martial Emperor realm, which is a bit unexpected by Wu Zihao.

The divine consciousness immediately gathered, and Wu Zihao saw a scene in suspicion.

The seven black demon guards were wearing black armor, their expressions were indifferent, and they couldn't see any emotion from their eyes at all, only cold killing intent, and it was indeed a high-level martial emperor who was fighting with them, but the situation of this high-level martial emperor was quite bad.

The shriveled body seemed to have been hungry for hundreds of years, and his weak qi and blood did not have the surging of the Martial Emperor level, if it weren't for his firm and persistent fighting intent, he wouldn't be able to see that he was a high-level Martial Emperor at all.

The ragged body was riddled with holes, countless healed scars, rugged as ugly worms and disgusting, and on its left cheek, in addition to the scars, there was a brand the size of a wine glass, almost embedded in the flesh, extremely hideous.

Slave seal, Wu Zihao naturally thought of these two words in his mind, and the mark on it should be the symbol of everyone, the high-level martial emperor, who is a slave who is enslaved.

And these are not enough to surprise Wu Zihao, what really surprised him was the physical characteristics of this person, it was an orc, gray-white long hair covered the head, and the fine hair that extended to the cheeks was mixed with brown spots, and the sharp fangs were exposed between the roars, and there were more than a dozen whiskers hanging down from the chin, not only did not look ugly, but there was a bit of strange majesty.

The thick upper limbs, four hideous claws extended from the thick fleshy palms, as weapons and the weapons of those black demon guards continued to fight, but there was no damage at all, and the hardness was quite amazing.

Wu Zihao's first feeling was a lion, a lion who was injured and angry, and his gestures were still terrifying, and if he was not careful, he could make the opponent fall in an instant.

Originally, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and there should be no problem in dealing with these martial kings with the strength of this orc, but the problem lies in the armor on the black guard, the orcs hit the body of the black guard again and again with amazing combat skills, but they did not break the armor on the black guard that exudes a thick black gas.

This kind of rich black qi is very familiar to Wu Zihao, in his perception, he can even smell the power of death, and the person who forged this armor definitely has a very transcendent comprehension of the power of death.

The Demon Star King?

Wu Zihao frowned slightly, his eyes had already left the battle circle, and he looked at the palace in the deepest part of the city, where only the spire could be seen, there was a dark force shrouded there, and he didn't want to alarm it, that strong man completely had the strength to fight with Wu Zihao.