The Steward Demonic Emperor - 525. Chapter 525

Dangdang…

In the silent dark night, with the bright moon in the sky and the breeze blowing across his face, Zhuo Fan sat quietly in the small broken house where he had just settled, lightly closing his eyes, and a pinch of blue flames on his forehead burning blazingly.

This was the Qingyan that Kunpeng gave him in his early years. At first he didn’t know what it would do, but after Kunpeng raised some points, he discovered that this was the ultimate treasure of refining gods.

At this moment, he was refining the soul with this flame, and the essence and strength of the soul was growing like a flying one.

However, just at this moment, a scream of bells suddenly passed into his ears, causing him to frown, and the blue flames on his forehead immediately extinguished.

“Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan, get up quickly, get together…” An old voice rang out in a hurry. After a while, when the door was knocked open, Yuan Lao ran in in a hurry, nothing else. Said, pulling up Zhuo Fan and ran out.

Zhuo Fan was taken aback, not knowing why: “Old Yuan, what happened, so anxious?”

“Hey, you just came, don’t know, this is the two adults calling all the handyman disciples to gather, and they must rush away as soon as possible. If it is late, the life will not be saved!” Yuan old shook his beard unconsciously, his eyes exuding surprise The color of fear.

Zhuo Fan was startled, even more puzzled: “Two adults? Isn’t this handy house under your control?”

“Hey, the old man is just a nominal steward. In this world, the strong are respected everywhere. Look at the old man, the bone-forging realm, can he be the king and hegemony!” Yuan Lao took Zhuo Fan and ran quickly. , Shook his head with a wry smile.

Zhuo Fan knew it, and it seemed that there were also snakes in it. However, he didn’t worry at all. The dragon could hardly crush the snake, just because the dragon was not strong enough. A dragon like him, but a soaring magic dragon that can pierce the sky, even if it is an earth-headed snake that dares to provoke him, he has to bow his head to court him, hum…

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal. Following the pulling of Old Yuan, he trot all the way to follow.

Soon, the two of them came to the deepest corner of this handy house. At the foot of the mountain, there was a black hole the size of a person. Looking at it from a distance, it was bottomless.

Scattered, people coming from all directions are gradually walking inside.

When Old Yuan saw it, he couldn’t help but rushed, patted his thigh and said: “Oh, oh, there are so many people, most of them must have gone in, we are late!”

“So what, isn’t there anyone here? We are not the last one?” Zhuo Fan raised his brows involuntarily, and Zhuo Fan said nonchalantly.

But Yuan Lao shook his head with a wry smile: “You can come a little later, but you can’t be late even half a minute!”

As he said, he hurriedly pulled Zhuo Fan and squeezed into the hole.

As soon as I entered the cave, but seeing the fire blazing into the sky, rows of fire candles were opened one by one on both sides of the cave, illuminating the passage. Everyone walked fast along this passage, and it was about a quarter of an hour before they saw a brighter fire.

Looking up, it turned out to be a wide hall dug out in the mountains, with a radius of tens of miles. Everyone stood in the middle of the hall, tens of thousands of people, all raised their heads and looked at the two standing on the high platform in front.

One of them was a woman, but half of her face was tattooed with a picture of a purple-black scorpion, and her eyes exuded an insidious color. The powerful aura of the whole body is exposed, and he is actually a triple powerhouse with a magical light.

The other person was a burly man with a black robe and a sneer. From his faintly exuding aura, Zhuo Fan could also judge that this is a master of the four levels of magical photos!

“Unexpectedly, the handyman’s room is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!” Zhuo Fan nodded slightly and chuckled.

Old Yuan pulled La Zhuofan’s sleeve slightly, and said cautiously: “They were all inner disciples before. They were punished into the handyman’s room because of a big mistake. They are ruined in this life. So their tempers are not very good. You had better not provoke it lightly. Although there are four deacons behind you to take care of them, there are also elders behind them, so don’t just ask for death…”

“Old man Yuan, why didn’t you come up when you came, what are you muttering?” At this moment, a rough shout rang out, and everyone looked up, but they saw the fierce-faced man on the high platform.

Old man Yuan shrank his neck unconsciously, gave Zhuo Fan another wink, and ran all the way up the high platform. He smiled flatteringly and said: “Two adults, sorry, the old man is late today, and I hope to forgive me!”

“Huh, old thing, if it weren’t for your old man’s lack of material and poor aptitude, I would definitely use your old man to practice exercises, your legs and feet are really getting slower and slower!” He gave him a stern look, and the big man screamed in anger. road.

Old Yuan nodded repeatedly and smiled flatly: “Thank you, Lord Kuilang for not killing, ha ha ha…”

“Okay, get the roster soon, I’m going to count the number of people!” He gave him a hard look, and Kui Lang cursed: “The old immortal, cheap bones, use you old guy to practice kung fu, I’m afraid that I will be polluted. Cultivation!”

“Yeah, yeah, hahaha…” Yuan Lao kept nodding and bowing, with a look of ugliness, and handed a booklet to Kui Lang casually.

Taking it over and taking a closer look, Kui Lang began to make a name: “Li Ergou, Hua Tieshu…”

Kui Lang’s voice was so loud that it shook everyone’s ears and seemed to show his skill. After everyone heard it, they hurriedly raised their hands and yelled, for fear that they would slow down and be implicated by his anger.

At the end, everyone had finished their names one by one. Kui Lang turned the roster to the end, and when he was about to close it habitually, he suddenly frowned and said softly, “Here is another newcomer.” Is that right, Zhuo Fan!”

“Yes!” Zhuo Fan slowly raised his hand, noncommittal.

Kui Lang glanced at him deeply, but sneered: “Hehehe…Since it’s a newcomer, we must first make a rule…”

“No, no…Kuiye, be merciful!” However, at this moment, Old Yuan waved his hand hurriedly, stopped, and pleaded: “Kuiye, this master is covered by four deacons. I have urged you to take good care of him. If you hurt him, I can’t explain it here!”

With a cold smile, Kui Lang didn’t care, clenched his fists in both hands, and made a creaking sound: “Huh, what if there is a deacon covering it, I’m still an elder behind me. When you come here, you have to abide by the rules here!”

“Kui Ye, this time is different. The four deacons valued this very seriously, and they threatened to go to the suzerain to be fair to him. Think about it, do the elders behind you care about you so much?” Ran around, Yuan Lao reminded carefully.

His body couldn’t help but stagnate, Kui Lang thought carefully.

They are all people abandoned by the sect. Even the former master, seeing that he has no future, he no longer intervenes, life and death are left to his fate. The only advantage is that I can go to the old place to visit Master at any time and get some small favors.

However, it is impossible to let the master stand out for him.

If the four deacons really value this Zhuo Fan so much that they risked the risk of confronting the Sect Master and interceded for him, then if anything goes wrong with him, they will definitely stand up for him.

He doesn’t want to mess with the deacon of the Zongmen!

“Kui Lang, since this kid is so valued, the background must not be simple, it’s better not to cause trouble!” At this time, the woman gave Zhuo Fan a deep look and reminded her.

Nodding slightly, Kui Lang took a deep breath, finally lowering his fist.

There is no need to attract a swarm of bees for a drop of honey!

Thinking about this, Kui Lang’s eyes moved slightly, his expression solemn again, and he said loudly: “Today ring the bell to call everyone to gather, not for anything else, just for one thing. Today, the Shura Field is open again, and only the winner can Get out from here!”

“what?”

Unconsciously startled, everyone was shocked, calling out again and again: “What a joke, isn’t the Shura Field opened every three years? It’s only half a year now, how could it…”

With a cold snort of disdain, Kui Langyou quietly said: “Whether it is three years or six months, in fact, it is the same. Only the strong can survive to the end. The losers can only be used as materials to contribute to the sect. Now, it is in this cave. Inside, as soon as the bell rings, it starts to fight, and as soon as the bell stops, it stops immediately, do you hear it?”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was even more panicked, but they were not prepared at all.

They thought there would be some arrangements for this rally, such as which elder was celebrating his birthday again, so they could prepare. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Shura field.

Is there not enough training material for this disciple in the sect?

When Old Yuan saw it, he glanced at Zhuo Fan and was also very anxious. He begged the two of them: “Kui Ye, Na Zhuo Fan is a newcomer. He hasn’t seen the cruelty of the Shura Field yet. Can you accommodate? Don’t let him participate. NS?”

“Huh, the rules are the rules. Even if I look at the deacon, I don’t trouble him, but the Shura Field is a rule that every handyman disciple must abide by. If he doesn’t abide by it, how can I serve the public in the future?” With a cold snort, Kui Lang flatly refused.

The woman took a deep look at Zhuo Fan and faintly said, “Old man Yuan, don’t worry too much. That kid, Tianxuan’s sixth level cultivation base, is considered strong among this group of handyman disciples. He will definitely survive. Last!”

Kui Lang glanced at Zhuo Fan and nodded slightly.

It seems that they are not disregarding the deacon behind Zhuo Fan, they just let him go after knowing that he must be okay.

After figuring this out, Old Yuan also nodded slightly and let out a sigh of relief.

“Ghost face Raksha, Yueling; Black face Yama, Kuilang, I fuck your grandma!”

Suddenly, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and one of the crowd suddenly pointed at the two people on the stage and yelled: “Don’t think I don’t know, Zongmen did not ask for the collection of exercise materials at all. This time, the outer disciples entered the house. The sect competition is about to begin. You are just collecting materials for your sister and son. I’m going to sect your own affairs, and I will go to the sect to sue you!”

As soon as the voice fell, the man soared into the air and flew out of the cave in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Kui Lang smiled coldly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and a black wind suddenly rushed towards the man. With a touch, the man suddenly felt a pain in his head and spewed out his blood. He fainted instantly and fell to the ground.

When everyone saw it, they all trembled.

When Zhuo Fan saw it, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he thought to himself.

The primordial spirit shocked, but his primordial spirit power was extremely domineering, and it should be related to the cultivation technique. It seems that some wicked technique was used to cultivate the primordial spirit so fiercely.

Turning his head and looking at everyone present, Zhuo Fan immediately understood that there are so many training materials, no wonder… But… it will not be good for him in the future!

A wise light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan shook his head with a laugh.

At this moment, when there was a soft sound, Nakui Wolf had already rang the bronze bell next to him, looking at everyone below, coldly said: “The Shura Field is open, those who dare to escape, kill them…”