"There are so many of you, there are thousands of you, what about your helpers, the two mules behind you?"

The tumbling dust cleared, and everything settled.

The two mules outside the city, they looked at the Taishou on the tower of the city, and his eyes burst out with an invisible pressure that oppressed people's hearts and could not beat, and the two mules collapsed to the ground in fright.

"Even if everyone is gone, I'm still here!"

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, someone patted him on the shoulder behind him, it was Mo Langxi.

"No, my brother-in-law is too. ”

Zuo Fengchen turned around, his entourage had all run away, and he was the only one left to follow him. Looking at the tall city in front of him, Zuo Fengchen wanted to smash him to pieces.

What is life, in real life, he is a loser, why is he a loser? He always has some concerns, he thinks too much, but this is a game, a game that may be nothing, and everything in front of him may be just illusory, maybe all this is just a dream, it is a dream that he fantasizes about with Mu Zhixue.

"In that case, then why don't I smash this dream to pieces!"

So Zuo Fengchen met his gaze, he wanted to be like all the earthlings who came here, when he couldn't walk, he would fight with the world!

"You, goblins, goblins, just like this mule, you are all brutes, brutes, and you shouldn't live in this world. ”

The Taishou in the city pointed to Zuo Fengchen and then pointed to the two mules on the ground and said coldly. said that he was a demon, Zuo Fengchen smiled, he didn't believe anything else, he just didn't believe that he was a demon!

"You're the demon!"

There is a mirror on the wall of Xiaowu City, which is the magic weapon of Nanwu City, this mirror is called the Demon Mirror, as long as you walk in front of it, everyone will sacrifice their original form.

The golden armor's Taishou pointed to the mirror and said, "Don't try to lie to us, you don't believe that you are a demon? Why don't you take a picture of yourself? You self-righteous demon!"

"No, no!"

"You don't dare. ”

"Why don't you dare?"

Zuo Fengchen gritted his teeth and walked to the demon mirror under the city, the demon mirror was one person high, and the bright mirror reflected the prosperous world outside.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zuo Fengchen is still Zuo Fengchen, with long black hair, a delicate robe, and a delicate face, this handsomeness has completely inherited his mother's appearance!

"Hmph, I said that I am a human being! You broken mirror, neither spiritual, look at how I smash him!"

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, he took out the purple dragon sword, and with one sword, he smashed the little Wucheng demon mirror. The broken mirrors were scattered all over the place, and the sunlight peeked out of the dark clouds at some point, and the rays of sunlight sprinkled on the broken mirrors, reflecting colorful light.

No one cared about the broken mirror on the ground, and naturally no one would notice that there was a small piece of the broken mirror that reflected the rampant appearance of a monkey.

"How is it possible, how can you not be a demon? You obviously have a demonic energy on your body, you obviously have a demonic energy, I am practicing demon debate, how can I argue the wrong person?"

Natashou looked incredulous, he muttered to himself, for the first time, he had doubts about his life.

"Taishou, what if it's a human, he's with the demon, he deserves to die, let him die with those beasts today!"

Behind him, a man was carrying a gourd, and the man appeared behind Taishou at some point, only to see him take off the gourd and aim the gourd at the two mules under the city, and the two mules howled in panic, the sound was so miserable, as if people could hear the despair in its cry.

A golden light, from that golden light, it can be seen that they are practicing the right path, and they are the famous and decent people they do.

In a flash of golden light, the mules flew out of the gourd and went straight to the city, the mules wanted to move, but they couldn't move, they stopped shouting, they had carried the goods for their masters all their lives, and now what about their owners?

They have been abandoned.

So, loneliness and hopelessness made them stop wailing.

The golden light went straight to their heads, they actually hit the golden light with their heads, Zuo Fengchen saw their eyes, they looked at their eyes, why did they let themselves feel a trace of longing? Do they use death to wake themselves up?

Zuo Fengchen couldn't believe it, why did such a feeling suddenly emerge in his heart.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the golden light was scattered.

The golden light dissipated, and Zuo Fengchen realized that it was actually a golden flying knife.

A flying knife flew out of the gourd silk, this scene was so familiar, it seems to have been seen in some novel.

Just as Zuo Fengchen was thinking hard, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from the side.

"There's nothing wrong with it, you can't kill it. ”

"You want to be nosy?"

"Regardless of the idle business, be fair and just. ”

The person who said that was the majestic Han Feizi, it seems that the arrogant Han Feizi is back!

Zuo Fengchen thought of who was using the gourd to kill people, he was from Lu Zhudao, and the treasure in his hand was the Immortal Gourd!

At the beginning of the Great War of the Gods, Jiang Ziya had no way to take them, but Lu Zhudao people killed how many true immortals with the immortal gourd in their hands!

"Could it be that he is the descendant of the Lu Zhudao people?"

Zuo Fengchen became curious.

He is not from Lu Zhudao, Zuo Fengchen can be sure, because in this abyss realm, it is impossible for such a bullish character to appear. And he can't do kung fu at home, because a person whose body ability is still sealed by a half-immortal can shoot down his flying knife, so the only possible thing is that he may have learned a little bit of the Dao method of the Lu Zhuan Dao people.

"Do you know who I am?"

The man was knocked down by Han Feizi with a flying knife, obviously very angry. He cursed Han Feizi, Tai Shou still had a grim face, his expression did not change at all this time, his face was as calm as the vast starry sky and the endless sea.

Tai Shou didn't speak, but it was the old man behind him who laughed.

"I have always heard that Lu Daoren's knife does not need to be fired, whether it is a person, a ghost, a demon, a demon, or a god, it can't escape your gourd, and when I see it today, it's really admirable!"

Na Luo bowed his waist and laughed, and the purple-clothed swordsman next to him couldn't help but laugh and said: "I look at the person under the city, he is just an ordinary man, right!

The scene in the city got out of control for a while.

That Daoist's surname is Lu, is it really Lu Zhudao people?

"Believe it or not, I beheaded you?"

Lu Daoren said a spell, and the flying knife that was knocked to the ground flew into his gourd like a bolt of light. Collecting the flying knife, he aimed the gourd at the purple-clothed swordsman again.

Seeing the gourd, the purple-clothed swordsman stopped laughing, he forced himself to laugh, his face seemed to be smiling, and he was very uncomfortable. It can be seen that he seems to be very jealous of Lu Daoren.

"Kill!"

The Lu Dao man aimed the gourd at Han Feizi, and a golden light rushed out from the gourd silk, and Zuo Fengchen always had the feeling that it was a sniper rifle. Zuo Fengchen even wondered if the gun in the future was imagined based on such things in ancient times.

Bang, another bang.

Zuo Fengchen knew that since the person who could guard the first portal of the Demon Suppression Ceremony was definitely a master among the masters, this kind of master was not even inferior to Han Feizi, after all, Han Feizi was in his sect, and he was considered an elder to die, but he was a terrifying person like the head of a sect, of course, this head kicked Zuo Fengchen out.