The mad tiger is two feet tall, and at the center of his eyebrows, there is a small silver horn.

This guy is the same as the Purple Torture brothers and sisters, and he is also from the Horned Clan!

The Horned Clans are one of the thirteen 'Great Giant Clans of the Underworld', with hundreds of millions of clansmen.

Within the Horned Clan, the hierarchy is extremely strict, and the Horned Clansmen with high status can even dispose of the Horned Clansmen with low status at will!

The status of the horned people depends entirely on the color of the short horn at the center of their eyebrows.

Black, silver, gold, purple, the horned people of black horns have the lowest status, and purple horns, among the horned horns, are born nobles!

Therefore, the surname purple is the first noble surname among the horned clan.

If the realm is comparable, but if two horned people with different colors fight, the horned people with low status will not even have the desire to make a move in front of the horned people with high status.

Because the restraint is too great!

Why didn't Ziying want to go to her second uncle's?

Why did Purple Punishment become a subordinate of the Yin Spirit?

Isn't it because their second uncle is a purple horn?! In front of their second uncle, the two brothers and sisters of the purple torture always feel that they are no different from the most humble slaves at all!

After seeing the silver horn in the center of the mad tiger's eyebrows, Wu Xin's eyes suddenly shrank suddenly!

"That's right! I'm Wu Xin!"

"If it's you, since you're not looking for the wrong person, then you should die!"

After seeing Wu Xin admit it, the mad tiger laughed directly, then raised the mace in his hand and smashed it down on Wu Xin's head!

Thundered......

The purple-black mace, with a terrifying sonic boom, fell quickly.

Wu Xin's hair, the air flow brought up by the rapid fall of the mace, blew backwards!

"Humph!"

Seeing that the mad tiger didn't agree with each other, he shot directly at himself, Wu Xinzhong, the anger that had been suppressed was completely violent!

If Lao Tzu is a soft persimmon, anyone can pinch it?! Damn! Lao Tzu doesn't show his hands, he thinks Lao Tzu is easy to bully, right?!

After the anger rose, Wu Xin clasped his hands together, and a basin-sized five-colored fire lotus appeared in his arms!

"Go!"

Buzzing~

The fire lotus spun up quickly, jumped directly over Wu Xin's head, and hit the mace that the mad tiger swung down!

"Stop, Tiger, you dare!"

At the moment when the mace and the fire lotus were about to make contact, a loud shout suddenly came from afar.

Bang!

The mace smashed into the fire lotus!

Rumble!

Immediately after, a deafening explosion sounded from the place where the two touched.

After the explosion sounded, a sea of fire composed of five colors spread directly outward, and at the same time, a terrifying wave that shocked the mad tiger and the others suddenly came out of the sea of fire!

In the horror of everyone around Wu Xin, the sea of fire directly swallowed them in!

"Ahh

"Help me, save me!"

"Spare me...... Spare my life!"

In the sea of fire, screams came and went!

"Lie down!"

The person who shouted to the mad tiger to stop before, after perceiving the horror of the sea of fire, directly burst into a foul mouth, and then as if someone had stepped on his tail, he directly 'hugged his head and ran back'.

"Ah......h

"Rao, Rao......"

Long Dial Long Dial ......

The screams in the sea of fire grew smaller and quieter, until they finally disappeared completely......

And the five-colored sea of fire, after burning for nearly half an hour, the surging fire in the sea of fire slowly weakened.

The movement caused by the explosion of the fire lotus directly alarmed all the soldiers of the Blood Battle Battalion nearby.

"What's going on over there?!"

"What's the deal with that explosion?! Damn! It almost scared the hell out of me!"

"Let's go!"

Woohoo......

After a while, the surrounding area of the sea of fire was surrounded by the remaining soldiers of the Blood Battle Battalion.

Qin Zhu looked at the five-colored sea of fire that was still surging in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

"I just felt that there was another Terran here, and it turned out to be gone, alas, what a pity. ”

After shaking his head with some regret, Qin Zhu turned his body around and planned to leave here.

He came to the underworld eighty years ago, and according to the calculation of one year in the upper realm and ten years in the lower realm, eight hundred years have passed since he entered this underworld.

Originally, Qin Zhu, who was meditating and resting more than ten miles away, directly withdrew from meditation in surprise and joy after feeling an aura approaching him.

After withdrawing, Qin Zhu's aura showed off on his body, and he rushed over to Wu Xin from the place where he was meditating.

After all, as one of the several leaders in the Blood Battle Camp, Qin Zhu knew too well the urine nature of those people.

In order not to let his 'fellow countrymen' suffer, Qin Zhu didn't even bring his subordinates, and rushed over alone.

But unfortunately, as soon as he arrived, he saw that the Horned Tiger, one of the same leaders, had already attacked his fellow countrymen......

After all, it's a step too late!

In Qin Zhu's heart, he sighed lightly again.

Wow Oo......oo

And just as Qin Zhu turned around, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the sea of fire behind him!

Suddenly!

Qin Zhu, who had turned around halfway, turned back again, and then stared at the sea of fire in front of him with a shocked look on his face.

Wow Oo......oo

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer.

Finally, in the nervous breath of Qin Zhu and the others, a stranger figure in a green robe walked out of the sea of fire unhurriedly.

At the first glance of Wu Xin, Qin Zhu's eyes shrank directly to the size of a needle!

"Huh?"

Wu Xin's brows furrowed, and then he said to Qin Zhu and the others, "What, you are also here to rob me?"

As he spoke, Wu Xin also swept the silver horn in his hand.

The moment the Wild Tiger exploded in the Fire Lotus, his body was directly blown up into a cloud of blood mist, and then burned into ashes by the sea of fire.

However, the silver horn on his head was somehow preserved.

Although Wu Xin didn't know what the purpose of this silver horn was, since it could pit the five-colored fire lotus without damage, it was obvious that this thing should be a spiritual material of no low quality.

Whew......

After seeing Wu Xin's movements, the group of people who were blocking Wu Xin's body directly retreated to both sides, as if they were afraid of causing Wu Xin to misunderstand.

Gollum~

"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, little brother! We're just out of curiosity, let's come and have a look!"

After Qin Zhu swallowed his saliva, he hurriedly waved his hand at Wu Xin and said.

"Huh, you're the one who shouted to stop before?"

As soon as Qin Zhu spoke, Wu Xin asked him with some surprise.

"Yes, it's me. ”

Qin Zhu first nodded, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"But it seems that I am self-inflicted. ”

(End of chapter)