In the Demonic Crown City, there was a strict order. No one was allowed to fight in the city. If there was a dispute, they could enter the arena in private to fight to the death.
If anyone dared to violate the rules of the city, they would be killed on the spot without mercy.
Under Mo Luo's lead, Zhao Yuande came to the Demonic Crown City. Here, he felt as if he had returned to a human city.
"Those are humans! How can they walk around the city so recklessly? " Zhao Yuande saw a few human men and women walking on the street not far away. They looked proud and seemed to be of noble status.
"Those … Hehe!" Mo Luo sneered disdainfully, "Those are all slaves. They are the slaves of some peerless powerhouses. These slaves are doted on by their masters, making them feel superior!"
"Is that so?" Zhao Yuande's face also showed disdain, "Dogs, how dare they come out and show off. Aren't they afraid that someone will break their legs?"
"What are you talking about!" At this moment, the slaves seemed to have heard their conversation. They rushed up with fierce expressions and surrounded them.
"Do you know who our master is? The Devil Spirit Princess is the most beloved granddaughter of Patriarch Hei Shi. If you dare to humiliate us, you are humiliating the Devil Spirit Princess. How should you be punished?" One of the young men, who seemed to be dressed in brocade and was exceptionally powerful, scolded fiercely.
"You slaves, do you know who this is? If I say it, you will be scared to death … "Mo Luo sneered and was about to use Zhao Yuande's identity to threaten these slaves.
"Get lost! Otherwise, I don't mind killing a few dogs! "Zhao Yuande sneered, his face full of murderous intent.
Although he sympathized with the humans who were captured by the demons and wanted to save them, he could not tolerate these shameless dogs who acted superior. They could no longer be called humans but dogs!
"You … How dare you scold us!" The young man's face suddenly turned cold. He raised his hand and slapped Zhao Yuande.
"Humph!"
The black flame above Zhao Yuande's head burned fiercely and drowned the other party in an instant.
"Ah …"
The young man never dreamed that Zhao Yuande would dare to kill people here. He was burned by the black flame and let out an earth-shattering scream.
Zhao Yuande did not kill him directly. Instead, he kept burning him with flames, making him suffer so much that he wished he was dead. His screams shocked almost half of the city!
When the slaves saw that Zhao Yuande actually dared to fight back, and in such a cruel manner, their faces turned ashen.
"Remember who you are, you're just dogs! A dog that only knows how to wag its tail and beg for mercy! "Zhao Yuande sneered.
"You … aren't you afraid …" One of the slaves pointed at Zhao Yuande with a trembling voice.
"Hu hu!"
Dozens of devils with powerful auras appeared in the void. They surrounded Zhao Yuande and the others in an instant, looking at them with unkind eyes.
"What's going on?" The leader of the bull-headed devils looked at Zhao Yuande. However, before he could finish his words, he was shocked. "You … you're an expert from the Black Fire Clan!"
"That's right! Black Fire Clan's Black Lin Feng! I just casually punished a few vicious dogs! I don't think I violated the rules of the city! " Although Zhao Yuande's voice was calm, it contained a trace of the powerful aura of a superior.
"A few vicious dogs!" The ox-headed devilish being turned to the human slaves, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face as he said, "They are indeed a few vicious dogs. For someone of your lofty status to attack these vicious dogs is simply an insult to your status. If you're still not satisfied, I can help you vent your anger! Come on, beat up these vicious dogs for me, and then throw them into the smelly ditch! "
"Yes!" The group of ferocious devils rushed forward and attacked the slaves with malicious intent.
Naturally, they looked down on such treacherous fellows. Each and every one of them was incomparably vicious. These well-dressed servants were quickly turned into beggars and were thrown into the smelly ditch.
"The Devil Spirit Princess won't let you go. You'll die miserably …" The young man who was not burned to death by Zhao Yuande and was now half-charred shouted resentfully.
"The Devil Spirit Princess …" Hearing the young man's resentful roar, the bull-headed devils' faces turned ugly.
"It doesn't matter! You can all blame it on me, Black Lin Feng! "said Zhao Yuande proudly, glancing at the group of slaves coldly.
"You don't have to do that, Young Master Black Forest. We've been unhappy with these slaves for a long time. How dare they show off in our territory!" When the bull-headed devil heard Zhao Yuande's words, he couldn't help but look serious and said heroically, "I, Old Eighth Ox, did this. The Devil Spirit Princess can't interfere with our city defense force. Let's see if these slaves can overturn the sky!"
"I'll remember you. Black Forest Feng, Old Eighth Ox, just you wait!" The group of slaves gnashed their teeth.
"Young Master Black Forest, the identity of the Devil Spirit Princess is not ordinary …" Mo Luo whispered to Zhao Yuande.
"It doesn't matter! I've seen all kinds of storms. Just a few slaves … Humph! "Zhao Yuande sneered disdainfully.
"Alright! Young Master Black Forest is right! "Mo Luo nodded. Thinking of the identity of the other party, he couldn't help but feel a little confident.
"If there's nothing else, we're leaving!" Zhao Yuande waved to the bull-headed devil and gave him a Storage Ring.
When Old Bull Eight saw the items in the storage ring, his heart started to beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest!
There were 1,000 pieces of Fire Dragon Cry Sand!
This was not a small number. The demons didn't complain about having too many Fire Dragon Cry Sand. 1,000 pieces of Fire Dragon Cry Sand were enough for three Tao Masters to pass the tribulation. It was worth hundreds of thousands. This was a big deal!
"Thank you, Young Master Black Forest!" Old Eighth Ox hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
"It's okay! You're tired from running around outside. Just take it as I treat you to a drink! "Zhao Yuande waved his hand without looking back.
"How generous! Let's go … Brothers, rest well. In two hours, we'll go to the best Wanxiang Restaurant. We'll drink until we're drunk! "Old Eighth Ox said heroically.
"Thank you, Captain!" The eyes of the bull-headed devils lit up.
"No … We should thank Young Master Black Forest!" Old Eighth Ox said with a smile.
Under the lead of Mo Luo, Zhao Yuande swaggered into a luxurious palace. This was the largest slave trading hall in the city.
"My brother, you're finally here! Is this the Young Master of the Black Fire Clan you mentioned? " A man who was fatter than Mo Luo and looked like a big meatball rolled out of the hall.
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