As soon as the protective cover fell, Hu Xuan, the whirlwind knife, strode towards Zhu Tianpeng and said with a cruel smile:

"Arrogant boy, look at how Lao Tzu plays you to death!"

Because of the shielding of the protective cover, the people outside couldn't hear the sound on the death platform, and only saw Hu Xuan loosely holding the whirlwind knife and swaggering towards the young man in the long robe.

"Alas, the young man in the robe is finished!" said the rangers who remained with emotion.

Just when everyone was pitiful to the young man in the long shirt, the young man in the long shirt on the death platform had already started, and I saw his footsteps flickering, and the person was already standing behind Hu Xuan, the black broken knife was raised, and then, an arc of light was drawn.

The series of actions of the young man in the long shirt were completed in an instant, and Hu Xuan didn't have time to react at all.

"Huh", blood sprayed, Hu Xuan's head had fallen, and then, the whirlwind knife in his hand also fell to the ground, making a "ping-pong" sound.

One sword, one life, blood spilled all over the ground.

The Flame Pavilion Master, who had just put down the protective shield and had not had time to turn around, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him...... It wasn't until Zhu Tianpeng on the stage blocked his vision that he came to his senses and hurriedly removed the protective shield that had just been opened.

Zhu Tianpeng walked down from the death platform, and the Flame Pavilion Master had already retreated to the side.

All the rangers who watched this decisive battle also looked like hell. Without waiting for Zhu Tianpeng to get closer, they had quickly made way for a spacious avenue.

Lao Zhu did not stay, quickly left the death platform, and walked out of the Eighth Ring City.

Not long after Zhu Tianpeng left, a figure also followed out of the city, tracing the direction of Zhu Tianpeng's advance.

As soon as the stalker entered the dark jungle, he saw Zhu Tianpeng standing by a black thorn tree, with an indifferent expression.

"Wolf Monarch God, don't come unharmed?"

The divine sense greeting of the person who came evoked Zhu Tianpeng's memory, isn't this the black pottery god who is teasing Qiu Ying in Zhaoyao Mountain?

Lao Zhu's vision is not bad, after the refining of the true liquid of the earth's core, now it is even stronger, the dark environment has no effect on his eyesight at all, everything is seen clearly, that black face is owned by the black pottery god.

Although I have only met once, it is still outside the Fire Extreme Secret Realm. But at that time, Lao Zhu had a fight with the Black Pottery God.

At this moment, Lao Zhu didn't want to entangle with the Black Pottery God, he still had a lot of things to do.

Not only do you have to find the little fat man Yuanqing, but you also have to try to save the beautiful snake, Miao Yidao and others, these things can't be slowed down, you have to do it immediately. Get rid of this guy as soon as possible!

"You've mistaken someone. ”

"Don't get me wrong, this god has no ill will towards you. Last time on Zhaoyao Mountain, this god was ......"

"I'm not the one you're looking for!

Zhu Tianpeng finished indifferently, turned around and left.

"Lang Jun God, or Tianpeng Great Sage, the knife you used in the death table just now, this god can recognize it, you are him!"

Old Zhu Huoran turned around, and a murderous aura appeared in his eyes. This black pottery god is really disgusting, the last time he teased Yingqiu, this time he is entangled again, I don't know if he can be hacked to death with a knife?

Seeing Zhu Tianpeng's hand touching Nazhu, the black pottery god became alert and hurriedly sent his divine sense:

"Wait! I'm here to return your baby, you see—"

The Black Pottery God spread out his palm, and on his palm was holding a fire crystal short sword that was broken in two, which was the one that fell when Zhu Tianpeng opened the entrance to the Fire Extreme Secret Realm.

"After you came in, I lured my exterminator into this secret realm, and I also pulled out this treasure that opened the secret realm. This sword, now return to you!"

After throwing the Fire Crystal Short Sword to Zhu Tianpeng, the Black Tao God continued: "Wolf Monarch God, do you know that the thief who exterminated my race was besieged by thousands of gophers as soon as he entered the secret realm, and that fool didn't run away, and finally exhausted his true yuan mana, and my head was cut off by my own hands! Haha, this god not only beheaded him, but also dug up his Yuan Bead, and divided his body into countless fine pieces, which were scrambled and devoured by those filthy ground-drilling rats, and not even a single hair was left. The revenge of the extermination of the clan has finally been avenged, and the joy in the heart of this god is difficult to describe! And all this is because of the opportunity provided by the wolf king god, and this god wants to reward you well! Hahaha......

The black pottery god was extremely happy, as if he were crazy.

Lao Zhu felt pity in his heart, but also secretly vigilant, this guy has signs of going mad, it is better to keep his distance.

"I don't mean to help you, I don't need to be paid. If the Black Pottery God has nothing else to do, then, leave here!"

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Receiving such a period of divine sense, Lao Zhu was taken aback.

These five words are not simple, in the mouth of the "God of Doom" Shen Gongbao, it is a curse, whoever hears it is unlucky, and it will even lead to death.

As far as Zhu Tianpeng knew, Shen Gongbao was not dead. It is rumored that he was suppressed in the eye of the sea in the North Sea, if this is the case, then the "God of Doom" will not be too far from Beiju Luzhou.

Lao Zhu, who didn't want to entangle with the Black Pottery God, was even more reluctant to stay now, he secretly operated the True Yuan, and the whole person was like a puff of smoke, quickly drifting away.

The original intention of the black pottery god was to ask someone to stay, but the other party not only did not stay, but accelerated away, and was stunned.

Zhu Tianpeng got rid of the entanglement and quickly passed through the dark jungle and entered the Nine Ring City.

The Quartet Ranger Hall and the War Knife Ranger Hall have both closed their doors, and Lao Zhu found a Ranger Hall nearby, wanting to learn more about the follow-up development of the matter and the whereabouts of the little fat man Yuan Qing.

Who knows, Lao Zhu just sat down in the Ranger Pavilion, and the Black Tao God found him again.

"Wolf Monarch, don't say you're looking for the wrong person or anything, you haven't changed your clothes. Don't be too busy leaving, this god still has something to tell you!"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhu Tianpeng was very annoyed. This guy is like a dog skin plaster, why does he chase after him?

The black pottery god said, "Are you looking for a wolf to cultivate Zhu Yuanqing?"

Zhu Tianpeng, who was getting up, stopped his movements and hurriedly asked, "Do you know?"

"Of course!"

"Where is he?" Zhu Tianpeng's voice was eager.

The black pottery god smiled and glanced at Lao Zhu, but did not respond, but beckoned to the bartender, acting very leisurely.

Lao Zhu hated it very much, but he didn't dare to get angry at the black pottery god, for fear that he would keep his mouth shut, so he had to hold back the anger in his heart.

"I implore the Black Pottery God to inform Zhu Yuanqing's whereabouts! ”

"Originally, I wanted to tell you about Zhu Yuanqing, but you didn't listen to the words of the god and were in a hurry to leave, and now you are so anxious, why bother?" the black pottery god kept shaking his head and sighing.

Why is this guy so annoying? Lao Zhu really wants to draw a knife and cut people.

The black pottery god ignored Zhu Tianpeng's fierce gaze, and only after he hurriedly ordered the bartender did he turn his gaze back to Lao Zhu.

"Wolf Monarch God, you are a little anxious, as a Dao demon cultivator, this state of mind can be well regulated!"

Lao Zhu laughed angrily, finally settled down, after thinking about it, he looked at the other party, and said, "Does the Black Tao God want to leave this world?"

"I don't want to!"

The Black Tao God's face was calm, unaffected by this topic. He was a little surprised when he saw Zhu Tianpeng, and explained:

"The people in this world all have demon blood, and they are not much different from you and me, so it is not inappropriate to regard them as the same race. As far as the gods are concerned, there are no enemies here, and that is the Promised Land!"

"You don't want to leave?" Lao Zhu was really surprised.

The Black Pottery God shook his head and said, "The strife in this world mainly occurs between humans and demonic beasts. Although there are fights between people, they are relatively peaceful, at least, there will be no extreme killings such as destroying families and destroying people. Moreover, people have a lot of kindness to each other, which is much stronger than the outside world!"

Zhu Tianpeng frowned inadvertently, he didn't quite agree with this point of view.

"You look like this, and have another opinion?"

Zhu Tianpeng still didn't say anything.

The black pottery god took a sip of the wine glass, and seemed to smile: "The demon cultivation family in Beiju Luzhou is gradually decreasing? Most of the demon cultivation geniuses who do not have the protection of the family have also died? Do you know, what is the root cause?"

"Regardless of the root cause, the situation in this Fire Extreme Secret Realm is similar, right?"

"Even though the situation is broadly similar, the root causes are very different. Most of the casualties of the monks in the Fire Extreme Secret Realm were due to the war with the demonic beasts, while the casualties of the demon cultivators in Beiju Luzhou were due to the internal fighting of the demon cultivators. I will be happy to die on the battlefield for the benefit of my clan, but if I am wiped out by the monks of my clan, for whatever reason, I will surely die!"

This sentence was like a hammer, smashing on Zhu Tianpeng's heart.