Peerless Taoist

"Zhang Shao, where did you get your purple wolf? I don't think this blood is an ordinary purple wolf."

Nearby, several friars asked.

Zhang Chen said impatiently, "it's raised in my manor. If you want it, you can take the money. Take out a billion and this beast will give it to you."

The other monks immediately retracted their heads and stopped talking.

Billion, for them, is already astronomical.

The purple wolf was dying and was dragged back to the cage to close.

Zhang Chen became more and more angry. He couldn't help hammering it on the iron cage and scolded angrily: "drag it back to me to recover from the injury, and then send it to the battle field. If you don't earn a billion for me, you can't leave!"

"Yes!"

Several slaves pushed the iron cage and were about to leave.

But suddenly, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd and held the cage firmly.

Lu Yu appeared in front of several people.

He looked at the motionless purple wolf in the cage, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Where did you come from, boy? Get out!"

Zhang Chen is in a very bad mood. Seeing Lu Yu, he dares to block the way and makes a direct move to grab Lu Yu's collar.

However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Lu Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped him on his wrist. He pressed him directly on the ground.

Boom!

Then, Lu Yu kicked him on the knee, and Zhang Chen immediately screamed bitterly.

His knee bones seemed to break directly and immediately knelt directly on the ground.

"Boy, you want to die!"

"Dare to fight the young master, no matter who it is today, it can't save you!"

The slave who had followed Zhang Chen rushed towards the landing feather.

But as soon as they rushed up, almost a dark shadow flashed. All these people flew out one by one and fell heavily to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the ground, there was a dull loud sound echoing.

Those slaves also act as guards in peacetime.

But in front of Lu Yu, they had no room to fight back.

"Enough, boy, this is not where you can make trouble!"

In the distance, suddenly came a dull and powerful voice.

The crowd suddenly separated and several burly men came in from the outside.

Behind these men, they were all carrying heavy magic tools, which were covered with talismans, but from the blood stains on them, we could see that they were extraordinary.

They are the keepers of the Colosseum.

Usually in the Colosseum, there are many people who smash the field, and some are monks who lose their red eyes and are ready to explode.

It is precisely because of their existence that Zhang Chen did not dare to do it here even if he lost a billion.

"No matter what you want, you should be punished for hurting our guests. Kneel down and don't force us to do it!"

The first man picked up the magic instrument behind him in his hand.

It was a heavy golden box, which made a dull sound as soon as it fell on the ground.

With a flick of his finger, the golden box opened in an instant, and there was a skeleton curled up in it.

The skeleton's white bones have shown the luster of white jade texture. They look very extraordinary.

"White bone ghost king! This man is a ghost repair!"

"The boy is miserable. The most inviolable friar is ghost Xiu. If anyone offends them, even the gods and spirits will not be let go. Look, the white bone ghost king may have offended this ghost Xiu before he died. After he died, he was refined into such a shape that he can't even reincarnate."