Zhou Lu ended the communication with Zhang Laogu, strode forward along the long street, walked through a bustling intersection, and saw that the building on one side was tall and magnificent, the gatehouse of the building had a dark black color, and every line was as hard as gold and iron, and the whole presented a formidable iron-blooded style.

There is a square in front of the door that can accommodate hundreds of people to gather, and in this prosperous neighborhood, there can be such a large square in front of the door, which is enough to see the huge power in this building.

And in the city, there are a few that can have such a luxurious momentum.

Zhou Lu's expression moved, and he stopped the pedestrians on the side of the road to inquire if this was the Refiner Guild.

The pedestrian laughed, shook his head, and said:

"Outsiders, don't you guess it's the Refiner Guild if you look at this place, the Refiner Guild has to walk three more streets forward, this is the Demon Hunter Guild, and it's the place where the various demon hunter groups receive tasks. ”

Zhou Lu knew that he had found the wrong place, he was a little surprised, he thanked this person embarrassedly, and was about to rush in the direction of the Refiner Guild pointed out by that person, when he suddenly heard a fierce commotion from the gate of the building next to him, and a large group of people walked out from inside.

Zhou Lu subconsciously turned his head to look over there, and saw that at the gate of the Demon Hunter Guild, a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, surrounded by a group of people, viciously smashed a big fist at a middle-aged man in destitute clothes.

The middle-aged man already had blood in many places on his body, bruises on his face, his eyes were empty and dazed, his hair was messy, and at this moment he only had the time to hold his hands on his head to protect the most important parts, and then let the strong man praise him.

Bang, the strong man smashed his fist into the middle-aged man's lower abdomen, knocked the middle-aged man out of the fight, fell to the ground with his buttocks, and rolled on the ground several times, with blood and soil on his body, looking even more wolf.

However, the strong man who beat people still did not give up, he looked like a wolf bèi, and he put it on again with a brisk walk, punching and kicking the down-and-out middle-aged man who fell to the ground

"You frustrated scourge, you can mess me up with such a simple task, what else can you do. ”

"Drink too much and drink too much, I'll let you drink, you can drink too much when you go out on a mission, how can you still run so fast when you drink too much when you encounter a group of demon beasts, how can you come back alive, why haven't you been eaten by demon beasts, let me worry." ”

The middle-aged man who fell to the ground raised his head and glanced at the strong man angrily, the strong man snorted, spit a mouthful of saliva on the down-and-out middle-aged man, and then rushed over and kicked the middle-aged man's chin, slamming the middle-aged man's body on the ground.

", still fucking unconvinced? dissatisfied, you have the ability to complete a task for Lao Tzu and come back, and let Lao Tzu wipe your ass again and again, do you know how much money Lao Tzu lost because of you?"

There were many people in the square at once, watching this scene, pointing and pointing at the two people who were fighting.

One person was indignant: "That guy is too soft, he won't fight back if he is beaten like this? ”

The other person sneered: "Don't you know who that middle-aged man is, the down-and-out ghost, the mourning star, these names have already spread out in the guild." is numb and messy, and he is in a state of anesthesia all day long, let him do ten things, nine of which will be messed up, the one who beat the person is the head of the middle-aged man, it seems that this time, it is the middle-aged man who is out on a mission and messes it, such a broom star, it is light to beat him. ”

Someone in the crowd asked in a low voice of surprise:

"No, look at that middle-aged man with the strength of eight or nine heavens, such a strong man would be so cowardly?"

The man who had sneered earlier continued:

"That is, seeing that he still has a good strength, it will make him mix in the demon hunting group for so long, otherwise he would have been kicked out a long time ago, you think, drunk and dreaming all day long, insensitive, it's strange that such a person doesn't mess things up." ”

These chatters faintly entered Zhou Lu's ears.

Zhou Lu was in a hurry, and only glanced faintly at the square, and the moment he turned his head, he suddenly shivered, his eyebrows furrowed suddenly, he stood up and looked at the place where the accident happened, and then suddenly hurried towards it.

That down-and-out middle-aged man is weird.

On the surface, that down-and-out middle-aged man is the strength of the Eightfold Heaven Zenith Order, but in Zhou Lu's opinion, it is not like that at all.

Zhou Lu's divine thoughts are too high-level, and what he cultivates is the divine thoughts of the divine realm, and his insight and penetrating power are even stronger than those of the Supreme Venerable in a certain way, and what others can't see is vividly visible in his divine thoughts, and it is as clear as the observation pattern on the palm.

In the inadvertent release of Zhou Lu's pale blue divine thoughts, he "saw" that when the middle-aged man was beaten and the pain convulsed, there would always be a very faint light blue energy flow quietly flashing in that person's body.

Pale blue energy was quietly protecting the middle-aged man from mortal injuries.

It turned out that the middle-aged man didn't know what kind of powerful existence he was given to seal by his hand, and the real energy in his body could not actively break through the shackles, and could only passively protect his body functions when he was beaten.

However, the energy that passively responds to the blow is pale blue, and that is the sprout of the supreme energy.

That shows that before this middle-aged man was sealed, his strength was at least at the peak level of the Holy Venerable, and it was even very likely that he was one small step away from being the Supreme Venerable.

Such a discovery made Zhou Lu gasp.

Zhou Lu couldn't imagine what kind of existence such a Saint Venerable peak would be suppressed, and he couldn't imagine what kind of tragic story this Saint Venerable would have behind it.

The middle-aged man who fell to the ground desperately covered his head with his hands, and the eyes that occasionally revealed from the doubts between his hands seemed so empty and numb, he seemed to have no feeling for such insults and the ridicule around him, but only accepted it.

A high-level high-level storage zài, but mixed to the point where he is so depressed today, being bullied by an unpopular miscellaneous fish, obviously it was the seal in his body that made him fall from the altar to the dust for a while, and since then he has no hope of practicing for the rest of his life, so he can only mix in the lower classes, and then be bullied by those little people.

No wonder this person wants to anesthetize himself with alcohol, and he lives drunk and dreams all day long.

The time of the seal was too long, so long that he was desperate, and it was obvious that he had begun to expose himself and abandon himself.

Zhou Lu's heart was hot, and he squeezed through the crowd and squeezed towards the place where the accident happened.

Zhou Lu first entered the inland of the super body wall realm, there are too few people available around him, Li San and the shopkeepers, their strength is unbearable, let them take care of the store, if they really encounter a fight, those two people tied together can't help Zhou Lu.

The down-and-out middle-aged man in front of him is at the lowest ebb of his life, losing his skills and dignity, his whole life has collapsed, mixed in a bunch of smoky miasma, with no hope and goal, and of course he is lazy and numb about everything.