Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Long Zhan's words exploded in Feng Jueyu's heart like a bomb...

A self-cultivated high-end guy with a heavenly source, such a statement, without even a single basis, made a close guess, and dug out the matter of Xuanzhong in the Hongyuan space, Feng Jue If Yu is not surprised anymore, then he is not a human being but a god.

I am afraid that even God will open his mouth in surprise after hearing this.

"How do you know..." Feng Jueyu looked around vigilantly, but fortunately no one paid attention here, he lowered his voice and said in a threatening tone: "Say, who are you?"

Long Zhan had a laugh, drank the last jar of wine, wiped his mouth and said drunkenly: "I said it, let's play a game, you guess my identity yourself, you guessed it, what do you think?" Ask me anything and I'll tell you, how about it?"

As Long Zhan said, he took out a piece of chalcedony from his bosom, put it on the table with such fanfare and blatantly, and shouted: "Check out."

In an instant, many eyes rushed over at the same time, focusing on the piece of chalcedony.

Checking out with chalcedony, this guy is so luxurious that everyone in the tavern is jealous.

Long Zhan got up and looked at Feng Jueyu, and said with a carefree expression: "You have no place to live, what's the matter, come with me?"

Feng Jueyu's face turned blue, this guy simply didn't regard himself as an outsider, and Feng Jueyu, who was confused by Long Zhan's mysterious performance, wanted to refuse to part ways with him, but on second thought, Long Zhan knew It's really weird to have so many things about him. No matter what his purpose is, just because he knows most of his details, it's worth taking the risk to find out.

The same is the peak of Chongyang, am I still afraid of you?

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu stood up and said, "Where are you taking me?"

"Of course it's my place." Long Zhan laughed mysteriously, and stepped out of the tavern.

There are many ancient buildings in the ancient city of Sinyuan, unique and classical mansions; there are countless magnificent mansions. Feng Jueyu followed Long Zhan to the gate of a huge mansion in the west of the city before standing still. Looking at this mansion from a distance The walls on both sides alone are hundreds of meters away. Seeing that the area is not too small, enough for a carriage to travel, Feng Jueyu stopped in front of a mansion gate, and Feng Jueyu saw four people standing on both sides. Guard of the halberd.

The sky above the mansion was filled with a soaring purple demonic aura, as if it wanted to isolate the mansion from the ancient city of Sinyuan, it was incomparably solemn and solemn.

Seeing the demonic aura emanating from the mansion, Feng Jueyu had to look at Long Zhan vigilantly, he was obviously the boy of the Demon Sect, what the hell was Long Zhan doing, why did he bring him here?

"Don't panic, I won't harm you. This is the mansion of the Blue-faced Demon King. It is considered one of the most famous families in Sinyuan City. Now I am working for Cao Fang, the green-faced Jade Lion. I can be regarded as the thug of this mansion. ,hey-hey."

Long Zhan, ranked sixth among the masters of a hundred battles, was acting as a thug for others. Feng Jueyu was extremely puzzled when he heard this, and he didn't know whether what he said was true or not.

Feng Jueyu didn't think too much about it since he came, and what he wanted to find out most now was how Long Zhan knew he was from Taixuan.

"Be careful, there are many masters here, and if you are not careful, you have to put your life here." Xuan Zhong has been listening to the conversation between the two in the Hong Yuan space, and has an extremely cautious attitude towards Long Zhan's identity. .

"Master Long." Just as the two walked to the door, the guards on both sides saluted Long Zhan respectfully, and looked at Feng Jueyu behind him with suspicious eyes.

"What are you looking at? This is my brother, Master Long. Don't get in the way. Get out of the way." Master Long said arrogantly.

As expected, the guards on both sides were obedient, and retreated shiveringly to the sides, not daring to intervene. Long Zhan turned around and said to Feng Jueyu, "Brother, come, come in with me, and meet Mr. Cao." Holding Feng Jueyu's shoulder, he acted very calm and composed, as if the two of them were really life-threatening friends.

Walking into the mansion of the blue-faced demon king, Feng Jueyu saw all kinds of demon cultivators coming and going in the courtyard. They were dressed in strange and eccentric outfits. Some had horns on their heads, and some had hoof-like legs. Some are covered with manes, and some have blue and white faces. Every time they pass by, Long Zhan will be respected by these monster clansmen, and they will give way to the road, allowing Long Zhan to go unimpeded in the yard. At the same time, Feng Jueyu There are more and more doubts and prying eyes.

Head towards the east courtyard through the corridor arch of the front door, and soon came to a separate small courtyard. This small courtyard is secluded and remote, and it is full of fragrant flowers. Several seductive monster girls are busy among the flowers Picking, seeing Long Zhan coming back, they all walked out of the flowers, twisted their seductive and charming waists, and scratched their heads at Long Zhan.

"Master Long~, you are finally back, and you want to die at my slave's house."

"You little slut, will you be in love after a while?"

"Ouch~, Master Long, are you good or bad?"

"Master Long, do you want a servant to help you go to bed?"

"Little Sao Fox, why don't you sleep in broad daylight?" Master Long laughed happily, regardless of Feng Jueyu's feelings, and touched the ass of a fox demon with three tails with his big hand, looking windy The killer broke into a sweat.

This Long Zhan is still a pervert, Khan!Feng Jueyu thought to himself.

A few Yaozu women who were flirting and posing were joking to their heart's content, and Long Zhan flirted with them without hesitation, but at this moment, a man with a leopard print broke in from the yard. He was a head taller than Long Zhan, and he was furious as if someone had robbed his wife.

Stepping into the yard at a fast pace, the leopard-print man glanced across the yard, and soon locked on to the dragon war with a few monster women who were laughing happily. For some reason, Thunder immediately shouted angrily : "Long Zhan, you despicable and shameless bastard, you are looking for death by robbing my slave girl while I am not around."

The leopard-printed man shouted angrily, and stretched out his hand to grab the void. Two huge meteor moonchasers emerged out of thin air. The leopard-printed man shouted and danced the meteor moonchaser into a gust of wind. The back hit me.

At this time, Long Zhan turned his back to the leopard-printed man, and the smile on his face was still facing the three-tailed demon fox. When he heard the wind behind him, he kept his expression still, wrapped his left hand around the waist of the three-tailed demon fox, and turned slightly sideways. He lifted his foot like a thunder, kicked his legs twice, bang bang, kicked the two meteor hammers away, followed by the man with the leopard pattern who was angry, and lightly hooked the iron-like fingers of his right hand. , A pure and abundant gold-type spiritual power burst out.

Dozens of straight golden streamers seem to have descended from the sky, appearing so abruptly, falling like lightning in the manner of southeast, northwest, and Tianzheng places, and several consecutive bursts of bang bang bang were inserted on the ground, just right Trapping the leopard-printed man, Long Zhan turned around again with his fingers, and a cage-like lid was put on it.

In this way, it becomes a golden light cage that can trap one person, and the leopard-print man is trapped in it.

The leopard-printed man did not expect such a disparity between him and Long Zhan, his face was flushed with anger, and he mobilized his spiritual power to slam his head, hands, and feet desperately into the golden light cage, but he couldn't shake one or two of them at all. Long Zhan let the leopard-printed man bump into his golden light cage, until the leopard-printed man was exhausted and only had the energy left to yell at him, so he paid more or less attention to the leopard-printed man.

"Damn Ge, you're tired of living. Even with your meager skills, you dare to fight your grandpa Long. Baochao, don't think that I dare not kill you. If you make such unreasonable troubles again, be careful that I will take your skin off." Long Zhan grinned and laughed arrogantly, but the unsuitable movements for children on the three-tailed fox demon did not decrease at all.

Feng Jueyu broke out in a cold sweat watching from the side, saying that the man with the leopard pattern is not weak. During the short process from his attack to the display of spiritual power, Feng Jueyu saw at least two kinds of breaths of intermediate spiritual methods. Judging by his actual strength, it is likely that Zhan Jue, the red-haired boy who died in his hands, is not his opponent.

However, it is such a top expert who is actually played by Long Zhan in the palm of his hand. As expected, Long Zhan, who is ranked sixth, is extraordinary. This guy definitely has the capital of arrogance.

The leopard-print man's face was livid from anger, but he was not Long Zhan's opponent, so he could only curse word by word: "Long Zhan, I'm not afraid of you, if you dare to pick me up, damn it, don't let me go out. When I go out, I will make you look good."

"Grandma's." Long Zhan let go of the hand on the three-tailed fox demon, walked to the side of the golden light cage in a haughty manner, and cursed: "Isn't it just a woman who played with you? As for being so big with me?" Enmity? You think I really dare not kill you, I will satisfy you now, and send you to see your grandma..." Long Zhan said, and he was about to start, the leopard-print man couldn't help being stunned, obviously he didn't Thinking that what Long Zhan can say is also what he can do.

At this moment, a hoarse and majestic voice sounded like a drum beating into the courtyard: "Bao Chao, Long Zhan, it's almost enough. Do you have to ask me to intervene?"

The voice came in, and Long Zhan subconsciously stopped his hands. The strength of the incoming person was obviously higher than that of Long Zhan, but Long Zhan didn't mean to be afraid at all. He glanced at the gate of the courtyard with displeasure and dissatisfaction, and then walked back to the place silently, pursing his lips and saying with a reluctant look: "Master Demon King has spoken, I will leave him alone today." My little life."

Feng Jueyu looked at the door, only to see a blond man with blond hair and a blue complexion in brocade attire walking in. Don't ask, this might be the blue-faced demon king Cao Fang.

The demon king, the big demon king, Cao Fang, the blue-faced demon king, is a master of the dust transformation realm.

What surprised Feng Jueyu was that Long Zhan, who was at the pinnacle of dust and rushing to the sun, was so neither humble nor overbearing in front of a master of dust transformation. The temper of this living ancestor is really not small.