It seems that all the guards from Fuling City are here.
They brought a group of white people and surrounded the place on three levels inside and three outside.
Several of them have blue identities.
The waiter who brought him in earlier and the two people he met outside the city were also in the crowd at this time.
Seeing Zi Chen walk out of the room, the two men immediately pointed at Zi Chen and shouted: "Sir, it's him, it's him who stole the spirit seed of the Spirit-Eating Flower!"
Siyue stood in the room, looking at Zi Chen's back.
In a daze, she remembered two thousand years ago.
Exactly the same scene.
At that time, that man, facing the powerful men of Fuling City, calmly responded and calmly killed the city lord.
Today, this scene happened again.
"You're just a slave, how dare you steal something!"
A blue man walked out of the crowd and shouted at Zi Chen: "Why don't you get over here and kneel down to die?!"
Zi Chen glanced at the other person, "Who do you think you are?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar.
In this Fuling City, color represents status. This is deeply ingrained and no one has ever refuted it.
Yes, never one.
A blue player can defeat a white player, and the other party will not dare to fight back.
But today, a blue one was underestimated by Wu Color.
"wanna die?"
This blue color is the leader I just saw at the city gate. He has half the blood of the Immortal Soul Clan. His eyes narrowed slightly and murderous intent surged, "Let him kneel in front of me!"
The other white guards shouted and started to rush forward.
Zi Chen mocked: "You were so loud, I thought you were going to come here in person."
The leader of the blue guards said with an ugly face: "A mere slave spirit is not qualified for me to take action myself!"
"Are you not qualified, or do you have no courage?"
Zi Chen looked disdainful, "It's just a small piece of magic with no shit strength. What qualifications do you have to shout about it here?"
A cold light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, like a real sharp blade, flying out from his eyes and falling on the leader of the blue guards.
The opponent's vision went dark and he knelt down directly.
he died!
He died just after being looked at by Zi Chen.
There was an uproar all around, and the white guards who were rushing forward stopped one after another, with a bit of panic in their eyes.
They are used to using colors to identify their identities. Have they ever seen such a disobedient person?
"Nu Ling, how dare you commit such an offence, kill me!"
At this moment, another blue voice came out indifferently.
Zi Chen noticed that the level of blue here was generally not high. There were five blues in the whole place, and only one was immortal.
On the contrary, inside the white one, there are dozens of immortals.
Zi Chen glanced around, as if a real sharp blade was cutting through them, and one blue person after another fell to the ground.
Regardless of whether it's heavenly or immortal magic, you can die at a glance.
The other white guards had never seen such a scene before. They were shaking with weapons in their hands and were scared to death.
This scene completely exceeded expectations.
In the distance, blue appeared again, but after seeing this, they didn't even dare to get close.
The sense of status and superiority that has been cultivated over the years has been broken today.
When someone comes who doesn't follow the rules, the shortcomings of the realm will be revealed.
"Find the city lord quickly!"
I don't know who shouted, and then the others reacted and shouted for help.
Three rays of light flew from a distance, and the first one wore a red breastplate, indicating that he was a fairy soul clan with pure blood.
The remaining two people are all blue, but the blue breastplates are particularly bright, which shows that the two are innate half-immortal souls, and have a higher status than the previous blue ones.
All three of them are in the realm of fairies.
Two thousand years ago, there was only one fairy city lord in charge of Fuling City. After he was killed by Tianhen, Chaplin took over as the new city lord. He was worried that something unexpected would happen again, so he brought two fairy spirits.
Today, three fairies appeared at the same time, and the terrifying aura they released was terrifying and awe-inspiring.
Of course, no one can tell clearly whether the auras of the three of them are terrifying, or whether their identities and colors are more terrifying.
In short, after the three people appeared, the place became completely silent, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.
When the city lord Chaplin arrived, he glanced at Zi Chen and frowned slightly.
Color represents identity, this is an ironclad rule.
But once someone destroys it, you have to rely on realm.
And Champlin found that he couldn't see through the other person.
A mere slave spirit with a low status and almost no resources for cultivation. How could I not see through him?
After the scene happened two thousand years ago, he had stricter supervision over the slave spirits within his jurisdiction.
It is impossible for such an existence to suddenly appear because conditions do not allow it.
"Nun Ling, declare your home!"
Champlin spoke indifferently and did not take any direct action. In fact, this was the greatest respect for the slave spirit.
Of course, you can also see the fear in the other party's heart.
After all, he is the city lord, so he still has some brains, unlike the brainless blue before.
Zi Chen smiled slightly, "Who do you think you are, worthy of asking me my name?"
Direct contempt.
"Slave spirit, the following offenses committed by you are already punishable by death. If you don't cooperate again, I will destroy all nine of your tribes!" Chaplin said while holding back his anger.
Zi Chen hooked his hand at the other party, "You talk like a slave, and you make it seem like you have a noble status, but you don't know that in my eyes, you are no different from an ant."
"Arrogant!"
Champlin no longer tolerated it, "Those who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, take him down for me!"
When the city lord gave the order, there should have been a response, but the white guards were stunned for a moment.
Let's take him down?
Are you kidding me? This guy is dead right now.
One look will kill you.
"What are you still doing? Kill him!"
Champlin was furious and dared to disobey his order. He decided to settle the score afterwards and kill a group of people to establish his prestige.
After all, there is not much else here, and there are countless slave souls.
The white guards came to their senses and then moved forward bravely.
"Um……?"
Zi Chen swept his eyes again and his face turned cold.
The white guard who was caught by Zi Chen felt his legs weaken and fell to the ground.
Thousands of people fell.
To be continued...