Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Humble human, you **** it!"

The indifferent, high voice resounded violently between the world.

Immediately, countless people were shocked to see that the City Lord's Mansion, which had been turned into ruins, fell into a violent tremor.

The ground began to crack.

Moreover, more than one powerful breath emerged.

There was a commotion in the crowd, full of uproar.

"It turns out that there is really a mysterious existence behind the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Could it be that, as Cao Gai said, is it an evil race outside the territory?"

"Na Luo has no books, can you deal with it?"

"If it doesn't work, will I be dragged into the water by him too, and be in danger?"

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The crowd at this moment is both shocked and fearful, fearing the danger to their own lives.

"This king?" Hearing the other party's claim, Luo Wushu can almost conclude that the other party is a powerful foreigner.

Moreover, it still exists in the enshrined king realm.

The Conferred Marquis Realm among the evil races outside the Territory is equivalent to the Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse of the Human Race, while the Conferred King Realm is the Supreme Realm.

I just don't know, where is the hidden evil race outside the territories?

Of course, Luo Wushu would not be too jealous. Even if the opponent's strength is stronger than Wu Zongsheng, it should be limited.

Otherwise, why bother to hide in this small world?

"You don't need to pretend to be a ghost, just get out!" Luo Wushu said coldly, his attitude was a bit stronger than facing Wu Zongsheng.

The human race and the evil race outside the territories, it is the hatred from the bones, water and fire are incompatible.

Luo Wushu is naturally no exception.

It is impossible for him to show mercy to the evil races outside the territory, and he would not expect to sit down with the evil races outside the territory and speak politely.

"Very well, your courage really admires this king."

The ground eventually cracked completely, exposing an underground palace that was similar to the open air below.

A purple and gold throne slowly lifted into the sky, floating in the air.

And countless people's eyes all fell on the purple and gold throne, above that majestic figure.

After the Purple and Golden Throne, a group of figures below the palace soared into the sky.

Orderly distributed on both sides of the Purple and Golden Throne, the terrifying lineup caused the crowd to fall into deathly silence.

"Zhao Yi, lead seal, Mo Bai..."

Those strong men who had been famous in Hosa City in the early years were all in the ranks of evil races outside the territory.

As Cao Gai said, they didn't know when they quietly became the lackeys of the evil races outside the territories, and there was a cold, evil aura surging in them, which made people instinctively disgusted.

Moreover, what is even more daunting is that, stronger than them, in the team of the evil race outside the territory, the strength and status seem to be extremely average, and the standing position is very low.

"Wu Zongsheng, you are guilty!" someone yelled. If it weren't for Wu Zongsheng, the city lord, how could no one ever discover the existence of evil races outside the territory.

"Being able to do things for the great saints is the blessing that the city lord has cultivated for eight lifetimes. What does something like you know?" Wu Zongsheng glanced at the person who opened his mouth indifferently, and said with a sarcasm: "Who do you think? Are all qualified to serve the great saints?"

When the voice fell, he also satirically glanced at Luo Wushu, proud and unconcealed.

Even if Luo Wushu occupied the power of the magic sword, he destroyed his city lord mansion.

But today, the person who died will only be Luo Wushu.

"Say a few words!" The majestic figure on the Purple Golden Throne gave Wu Zongsheng a faint glance.

After that, his gaze fell on Luo Wushu, "It's only the fifth-rank Heavenly Sovereign Realm, so you dare to humiliate my great saint race, will you be more courageous?"

If it weren't for Luo Wushu insulting the saints, he would even disdain to show up.

Regardless of that magic sword, Luo Wushu's qualifications made him take it seriously.

"I thought how strong you were, so you were in the Three Realms. It's no wonder that I only dare to stay here and dare not see people." Luo Wushu responded, that calm and gentle posture made the figure on the Purple Golden Throne. For a moment.

Luo Wushu's posture is actually more arrogant than him?

"Ji Yao, go and kill him!"

The figure on the Purple Golden Throne gave the order indifferently, completely treating Luo Wushu as a dead person.

"Okay!" The extraterritorial evil clan powerhouse known as Ji Yao walked out.

Strictly speaking, he is not counted as Ren Zhen's subordinate, because he is also a powerful man at the rank of kings.

It's just a little weaker, only the cultivation base of the Second Realm of Conferring Kings.

Ji Yao's figure walked out, and there was a monstrous black light surging around his body, and the evil aura made countless people instinctively frightened.

With the same cultivation base, the evil races outside the territories put pressure on ordinary people far more than the strong human races.

Because of that evil aura, it actually suppressed the human race to a certain extent.

Unless it is like Luo Wushu, instinctive strength far exceeds the enchantment of the cultivation base itself.

Otherwise, below the same level, the human race will generally not be the opponent of the evil race outside the territory.

And this is why Ji Yao knew that Luo Wushu was able to force Wu Zongsheng to escape with the help of the magic sword, and he dared to continue to take action.

If he were to deal with Wu Zongsheng, Wu Zongsheng would never have a chance to escape.

"boom!"

Ji Yao's palm stretched out, and the monstrous black light gathered in front of him, turning into a huge black magic pillar.

In the next instant, he directly embraced the black magic pillar with both hands, lifted it, and slammed it out at Luo Wushu.

"The Eight Desolate Sacred Magic Pillars!"

The space was caught in a violent tremor, and the terrifying might made countless people's hearts hung in their throats. Can Luo Wushu still be invincible with the help of the magic sword?

Luo Wushu's deep eyes did not show any waves.

Today, it is not the first time that he has fought against evil races outside the territory, so he can naturally do more with ease.

When he raised his hand, the Slaughter Heaven Sword came out through the air and fell on the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar.

The terrible sonic boom erupted, and both sides had destructive power pouring out.

But soon, it was divided.

The Slaughter Heaven Sword can not only defeat Wu Zongsheng, but also Ji Yao, who is in the Second Realm of the King.

"Shit!" The Slaughter Heaven Sword smashed the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillars, and then directly penetrated the void, punishing Ji Yao.

Ji Yao's pupils shrank abruptly, his hand-printing method suddenly changed, and his figure directly transformed into a cloud of black light.

The Slaughter Heaven Sword penetrated and annihilated a part of the power, but it didn't really hurt him.

His figure reunited, his eyes gloomily glanced at Luo Wushu, and he said to Ren Chen on the Purple Golden Throne: "I can't deal with him!"

"That magic sword is indeed very strong, don't blame you!" Ren Zhen said lightly, looking at Luo Wushu's eyes a little more serious, "If you are willing to surrender to the great saint now, this king can leave it alone. Your previous disrespect."

"Lan!" Luo Wushu ignored his words, only spit out a word coldly.

The Slaughter Heaven Sword once again pierced the air, punishing Ji Yao, making him impatient.

"Humble humans, although I can't help but you want to kill me, that's a foolish dream."

After speaking, his figure once again turned into a cloud of black light.

The crowd shook their heads slightly, and felt that Luo Wushu was a bit of a waste of energy, and that the moves of the evil race outside the territory were too weird. Even though the magic sword was very strong, it still seemed a little unrealistic to hurt Ji Yao.

However, at this moment, another thing appeared in Luo Wushu's hands.

That is a quaint tower.

The moment the tower appeared, the space was faintly sinking...