Chapter 248 Lord of the Golden City

For a moment, it was quiet everywhere, only the painful cry of the eagle-nosed man.

It was not only the monk surnamed Luo and the people watching the play outside who were shocked, but also Song Yu and Mo Qianglong looked at the man in yellow in surprise.

The eagle-hook-nosed man screamed, with a vicious look on his face and said in a shrill voice, "No matter who you are!" Dare to break my arm! I will never forgive you! Let me die!" He suddenly took out a wood carving from his arms.

"Soul eagle! Li Daoyou! No!" The monk surnamed Luo was shocked. He had already seen that the man in yellow was not weak. If he really fought with each other, he was afraid that he would not be able to please him.

"It's late!" The eagle-hook-nosed man shouted fiercely and pointed to the soul eagle, "shape!"

The soul eagle suddenly burst into a faint light and suddenly expanded. In a blink of an eye, it was already a little tall, with massive scales on its body, short limbs, fierce appearance, and looked like a crocodile. A powerful momentum dispersed from the soul beast transformed by the soul sculpture. The close monk surnamed Luo suddenly changed his face and exclaimed, "Practice high level!"

Only with the high-level strength of practicing qi can he give full play to the momentum that even he feels that his breathing is affected.

And many people outside the restaurant were whitewashed by this momentum and retreated back dozens of feet. Only a few monks with high self-lined cultivation stood there and observed the situation in the restaurant.

The two young people in gold robes were even more affected by this momentum. The monk surnamed Luo quickly waved his hand, and the two quickly ran out of the restaurant.

"Listen to Luo's advice! Don't fight here. This is the interior of the Golden City. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid you two can't escape!" The monk surnamed Luo said in a low voice.

The eagle-hook-nosed man had stopped his blood. He pretended that he had not heard the words of the monk surnamed Luo and ordered, "Kill all these people!"

The soul beast shook the tail of the whip, and all the tables and chairs nearby were smashed. It roared in a low voice and rushed to the four people around.

The monk surnamed Luo's eyes condensed and flashed to the side. He did not dare to touch the strength of the soul beast. In his heart, he cursed the eagle-nosed man, and an extra note in his hand turned into a light.

"Is it a high-level soul beast? Ha ha." Seeing the soul beast rushing, the man in yellow still smiled. Although Song Yu and Mo Qianglong were shocked, they were not afraid. They all had high-level charms given by Zhou Xing in their hands.

The soul beast opened its teeth and danced its claws, and the scales were upside down. After approaching, the steel tail was like a whip, pulling to the man in yellow.

The man in yellow stretched out his hand again, and blue ripples appeared on it. At this time, Zhou Xing had already drunk all the wine in his hand in the wine pot. He threw the wine pot at the soul beast and looked at the man in yellow and laughed, "Haha, the more you drink, the sweeter it is! Come on! Let's keep drinking!" With that, he grabbed the wine pot on the table.

The "bang" wine pot accurately hit the head of the soul beast, and the soul beast suddenly let out a painful wail. The huge body, the faint light flashed, turned back into a wood carving.

This scene shocked me.

The people outside the restaurant didn't say much. The monk surnamed Luo's pupils shrank and looked at Zhou Xing. The man surnamed Li, who had a hooked nose, looked unbelievable and shouted, "No! It's impossible. It's a high-level soul beast! It's the first time I've used it. How can I be stunned by the wine pot!" What he couldn't believe was that he could use a wine pot to knock the high-level soul beast, at least far beyond the strength of the soul beast. Is this man's strength... The eagle-hook-nosed man stared at Zhou Xing. He was not stupid. He grabbed the soul beast and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a beam of silver light suddenly came, silently, like an embroidery, passing through the eyebrows of the eagle-nosed man, like a sneer. The silver light pulled out from the back of his head, deftly turned, and fell into the hands of the person who suddenly appeared at the door of the restaurant.

This man is not tall, but standing at the door, people's eyes are attracted by him. He is wearing a wide purple robe sewn with gold thread, with thick facial features, wide head and big ears, and is not angry. The silver light returned to his hand, wrapped around his wrist, and turned into a circle of thin silver bracelets.

At this time, the eagle-hook-nosed man fell to the ground without a trace of breath. However, everyone's attention is not on him.

"City Lord!" The monk surnamed Luo's face changed greatly. He quickly stepped forward and leaned down and said respectfully. He remembered that he was just passing the voice to a high-level worshiper who practiced qi. How could the person who came to be the city owner?

In his impression, the city owner rarely shows up, and his cultivation is unfathomable. It is said that he has reached the late stage of foundation construction! It is the existence he can only look up to.

"Disposal of this person's body." The lord of Jincheng said indifferently, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. The monk surnamed Luo hurried to Ying Nuo and walked to the body of the eagle-nosed man.

"Haha, two Taoist friends, when you come to Xincheng, Jin has never been far away. Please forgive me." The Lord of Jincheng smiled and walked to the four people in Zhou Xing.

This sentence made the monk surnamed Luo, who was pulling the body of the eagle-nosed man, thump in his heart and almost couldn't stabilize his body. With the cultivation of the city owner, he called these two people as Taoist friends, which means that the cultivation of these two people has at least reached the foundation! And I dared to have that attitude towards these two people just now! The monk surnamed Luo took a deep breath and suppressed the madness in his heart. He was afraid to carry the body of the eagle-nosed man and left quickly. At the same time, he ordered people to disperse the idle people near the restaurant.

As soon as the man in yellow appeared from the Lord of the Golden City, a blue gauze scarf quietly appeared in his hand. He was secretly vigilant. After looking at Zhou Xing, he slowly stood up and whispered, "Lord of the Golden City? That man just made a mistake, and he didn't even have to destroy his soul.

After the owner of the Golden City walked into the restaurant, Zhou Xing temporarily stopped drinking. The slight red in his eyes was forcibly suppressed by Zhenyuan. Although he used wine to relieve his worries, he had been paying attention to the things around him, including the man in yellow and what happened just now. He just didn't want to wake up completely from the wine, but from the Lord of the Golden City. He felt a faint pressure. Although this pressure was light, it reminded Zhou Xing of the cave in the Luoshen Stream, and what he felt in the bones of the crane was very similar.

This kind of pressure will only occur when the strength is close to Jin Dan and the real element in the body gradually solidifies!

Thinking of this, Zhou Xingzhenyuan surged, the wine suddenly disappeared, and a little golden light flashed from the bottom of his eyes. He was shocked. This person's cultivation has built a foundation peak! This means that with that Jindan, it's just a step near the door!

Zhou Xing didn't say anything. He put down the wine pot and punched the Lord of Jincheng.

Song Yu and Mo Qianglong felt a kind of pressure in their hearts, and they felt uncomfortable and dared not move.

The Lord of Jincheng walked to the front, and then made a move. A chair not far away flew behind him and fell behind him. He slowly sat down. He looked at the man in yellow and smiled, "What the Taoist friend said is reasonable, but the man violated the rules of Jincheng and offended several Taoist friends. This is naturally a death penalty!" After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Xing and glanced at the wine pot full of the table. "This Taoist friend seems to be sad. The wine here is too ordinary. It's better to drink the thousand poison spirit wine treasured by Jin."

The owner of Jincheng smiled and waved his hand. Two pots of wine appeared out of thin air. The wine pot was not big, the red jade was the pot, and the spiritual wood was the plug, drifted towards Zhou Xing and the two.

"Thousands of poisonous spirits!" The man in yellow frowned slightly, and his scalp was numb when he heard the name. Zhou Xing grabbed one of the pots of wine, pulled out the cork, sniffed in the pot, and laughed, "It's very fragrant!" Wait for me to taste it!" Then pour the pot to drink.

"Brother Zhou!" The man in yellow pressed his hand on the pot and stared at Zhou Xing, trying to stop him.

Zhou Xing paused and looked at the man in yellow. Although it had been several years and his appearance had changed, Zhou Xing still recognized the man in yellow at a glance. He should have been excited, but most of his thoughts were immersed in the wine just now, and he had not yet recovered from the memories of his childhood.

"It's okay!" Zhou Xing smiled, grabbed the pot and poured it upside down. His throat trembled, and the wine went deep into his abdomen.

The man in yellow frowned and said no words, worried that the wine was poisonous. For the base-building monks, although the poisons in the world are invulnerable, the poison of many spiritual grass is still inesirable.

Zhou Xing naturally knew what the man in yellow was worried about. As for the poison in this wine, there was Mu Xingzhu in Dantian. He was not worried at all. With the vitality contained in Mu Xingzhu, if even it could not be suppressed, it could not be the foundation monk. And the city owner doesn't know what his intention is, and his cultivation is extremely high. He can never be his opponent, and Song Yu is on his side, so if it's not necessary, Zhou Xing doesn't want to refute his intention.

The owner of Jincheng looked at Zhou Xing's movements, with a trace of strangeness in his eyes and a smile on his face.

At the entrance of this wine, there is a feeling that is much more spicy than the wine in the restaurant, from the mouth to the throat, from the throat to the lower abdomen, spreading all over the body. It's like drinking thick chili water...

At that time, Zhou Xing's eyes became more red.

Many past events when he was a child came to mind. He saw his father, mother, second uncle and second aunt, and many other people. For a long time, he hasn't really felt their existence like this for a long time.

Zhou Xing poured a big sip of wine, which was so spicy that his internal organs were hot and uncomfortable, as if he was under the scorching sun, and his breath was full of scorching breath. Zhou Xing subconsciously wanted to disperse it with Zhenyuan, but he endured it abruptly and only steamed the extra water out of the body.

He took another big sip, and the spicy taste became stronger.

Didn't you drink a trace of sweetness just now? Why is it gone?

After a few more sips, the spicy taste begins to dissipate, and maybe I'm used to it and numb.

A smell of wine gushed out of the abdomen and entered the throat with a fragrance. There is even a trace of sweetness, which exudes in the wine. Suddenly, there was a smile on Zhou Xing's face...

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