C499 Pretending to be Arrogant Before Being Respectful

"Hey, poor boy... Hehe, how about we give him a ride?"

"I agree, just treat it as doing a good deed." The group of people's eyes were fiery, and their smiles were very cruel.

"This kid has a unique temperament. He must be from a big family. He must be very rich in the storage ring as well."

"Hehe, then what are we waiting for..."

"F * ck..."

The group of people laughed loudly and walked out unhurriedly. Their murderous aura was wantonly emitted. Each of them carried a large blade and a long spear as they grinned hideously and blocked the path in front of them. They had the appearance of a fierce and powerful person.

Zuo Yu took a look and didn't show much of an expression. In fact, he had already noticed that there were people in the room ahead of him. He thought that it was a group of people who were searching for treasures. It seemed that these people were also rushing to kill people and steal their goods.

"Humph!" Right at this moment, a cold snort was heard from the side. A golden figure was approaching rapidly. In the next moment, it arrived beside Zuo Yu. It was Jinlin who had rushed back.

"Young master." Jinlin bowed slightly, then looked forward coldly. He was wearing a golden armor, and there was a faint killing intent in his eyes. He was tall and straight, and he was portraying an imposing manner without being angry.

"Eh? Another one?"

"Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage, haha..."

The group of people didn't care at all. They were laughing and joking. They weren't in a hurry to rush out. Instead, they were calmly waiting in front of them, as if they were a cat playing with a mouse.

"Young master, are you going to kill them or not?" Jinlin asked in a calm voice.

Zuo Yu was about to speak, but he stopped. Someone was coming from the side.

"You guys are tired of living." A group of black armored warriors rushed over with an angry shout. In the next moment, they arrived next to Zuo Yu. It was nine of the 36 riders.

The nine of them were still covered in blood. Apparently, they had just experienced a great battle. However, none of them were injured. Instead, they had just walked out of the battlefield. Their fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and they were incomparably iron-blooded.

The people on the opposite side were still laughing, and they were all stunned. They couldn't see the combat strength of Zuo Yu and Jinlin, but they could see the cultivation base of these nine people. All of them were Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors, and their Qi was even stronger than ordinary Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors. There were only three Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors in their team. The three Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors' facial expressions were especially unsightly. They had the most impression of these nine men. They were no match for any one of them.

"Young master." The nine of them bowed to Zuo Yu first, then stood up together. "Young Master, who are these people? Kill them?" Yan San was the group leader of the nine, so he asked. They stared coldly at the crowd blocking their path. Although there were many of them, they did not care at all.

The people on the opposite side were shocked. They hurriedly wanted to explain something, but in an instant, another wave of killing intent rapidly approached. The crowd hurriedly looked over. For a moment, the faces of everyone in the crowd turned green.

They saw a black whirlwind sweeping across the distance. Another group of nine people arrived. These nine people were all Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors, and they were all wearing the same black armor. It was obvious that they were in the same group.

"Hehe, boss, we're back." All nine of them said with smiles on their faces.

"Yo, someone is trying to rob us. Hehe..." The nine of them walked forward with smiles on their faces, staring at the few of them.

"Hmph! Who's stopping our young master? Do you want to die?" Right at this moment, another loud shout was heard from afar. The crowd was quickly rushing over.

"Hmph hmph." There were also people charging over from the other side.

In an instant, all 36 of them had returned. They were all wearing black battle armors, and they were Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors. They were emitting a powerful iron-blooded aura as they looked coldly at the crowd in front of them.

There were actually two or three times more people in front of them, but at this moment, they were completely dumbfounded. All of their faces were deathly pale, and many of their legs were trembling. Their Qi had long disappeared.

Who exactly did they offend? A Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warrior could be used as an army? This was f * cking... They just wanted to bully a kid, alright? Why did so many experts appear... The group of people were incomparably shocked. Right now, all of them wanted to capture the person who instigated them to kill Zuo Yu and give him a good beating. Damn it! Was this man someone that their father could rob? They had forgotten that they were actually all in agreement just now.

"Hehe, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

"We were just passing by, we were really passing by..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, you guys go first, hehe, we'll make way now."

"Hur hur..."

The expressions of the group of people were clearly very ugly, but they still squeezed out flattering smiles one after another. Each and every one of them was very flattering, nodding and bowing. Now, under the suppression of the aura in front of them, they didn't even dare to escape. For a moment, their slightly red eyes all calmed down, and there was no trace of mania in them.

"Misunderstanding?" Zuo Yu's mouth curled into a smile, and he looked over with a playful expression on his face.

"It's really a misunderstanding..." The group of people were on the verge of tears.

"Is that so?" Zuo Yu said with a smile.

"Humph." Jinlin and the others sneered and took a step forward together.

"Please spare our lives, young master. We were wrong..." The group of people really cried and kneeled down.

"Boss, kill him." A Demon King suggested.

"Spare me..."

"Everyone, hand over the storage ring and spare your lives." Zuo Yu said in a calm voice. Zuo Yu didn't have a good impression of these people who wanted to kill him. Fortunately, they didn't attack, and Zuo Yu didn't intend to kill them all. After all, there were more than a hundred of them. Furthermore, these people didn't pose any threat to him.

"Ah..." The expressions of the group of people changed greatly. They had also seized quite a few good things. If they handed them over just like that, then all of their efforts would be wasted. They were extremely unwilling to accept this.

"En?" Jinlin harrumphed coldly. In his opinion, Young Master was already very kind. How could these people still dare to hesitate?

The 36 riders stepped forward once again, suppressing their imposing manner.

"Hand it over, I'll hand it over..." The group of people no longer dared to hesitate. They hurriedly gave out the storage ring, and even had a fawning expression on their faces.

Jinlin led the 36 riders to collect the storage ring, and quickly followed Zuo Yu away.

Zuo Yu did not stop. He had already walked far away.

The group of people stood rooted to the ground, watching Zuo Yu and the others walk further and further away. They wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I'm not willing to accept this! We've worked so hard for so long, and now, there's nothing left..." Someone roared.

"So what? If you lose your life, then there will be nothing left." Someone snorted.

"Who exactly are these people?"

"What? You still want revenge?"

"I'm just asking. This kind of person shouldn't be unknown. None of you know each other, yet you all went forward to intercept them?"

"Who the f * ck knows?"

"It's a good thing we didn't charge over as soon as we got there, otherwise... F * ck..."

"Who instigated us to come over and kill him just now?"

Zuo Yu was very calm as he walked along the path. He was still feeling the breath of the fire elements around him. In fact, it was good for Jinlin and the others to be by his side. He could walk quietly. They could handle normal things.

Jinlin and the 36 riders followed behind him, and they were all whispering about something. They were quite excited. The topic of their discussion had nothing to do with what had just happened. What had just happened was just a small matter. They were talking about their own battles and gains outside, or about their own martial arts comprehension and improvement in battle.

As for the storage ring that they had collected earlier, Jinlin had already collected it for Zuo Yu. Now, they didn't care about these things anymore. If they killed too much and robbed too much, they naturally wouldn't care about it anymore.

Currently, there were too many things in Zuo Yu's storage ring. There were simply too many to count.

Jinlin and the others had been exploring the nearby areas. Jinlin's strength was very strong. Jinlin had ventured alone, while the 36 riders were divided into four groups. Each group had nine riders. This way, they could fight any group of riders. At most, they could retreat, and Zuo Yu and his companions were nearby. They could also provide support in time. They had just finished and returned to the gathering point. Coincidentally, they ran into that group of people. It was also that group of people's misfortune, or in some ways, it could be said that... It was also that group of people's good luck. If Jinlin and the others didn't come back... When that group of people saw that Zuo Yu was alone, they would definitely make a move. The result was obvious.

This was naturally arranged by Zuo Yu. He wanted them to take advantage of this opportunity to sharpen themselves. As for splitting up and roaming freely, other than Jinlin... The rest of the Demon Kings couldn't do it. They would be easily killed by a larger group. Besides, he had been here for quite some time now, so he was ready to leave.

This... This sort of tempering was still very obvious. These Demon Kings had only been fierce before. In fact, their combat experience was not that rich. They lived in the desert. Their race was also quite powerful, so there were naturally not many who dared to provoke them. Naturally, they didn't have that many life and death battles.

However, in just a few days, they had all cultivated an iron-blooded aura. This was the tyrannical battle intent that was gradually tempered. Only by doing so would they have a chance of breaking through.

Overall, Zuo Yu was still very satisfied.

As for the other Demon Kings that he had summoned earlier, Zuo Yu had already kept them back into his Demon Sealing Record. Most of them had aged a little, and were no longer suitable for training outside. Moreover, they were also not suitable to follow along in such a grandiose manner. Otherwise, their group of people would become the common target of all.

Zuo Yu had complete control over the Demon Sealing Record, and had a very deep understanding of it. The Demon Sealing Record looked like a book, but it actually had its own space within it. Those demons could live freely in that world, but there wasn't enough spiritual energy for them to cultivate... Thus, over time, Wuhen and the others' combat strength began to decline.

Now that the Black Scale Scorpion race was living in that world, Zuo Yu and Jinlin had given them some Spirit Stone, herbs, and pill, which was enough for them to cultivate.

The group walked on the hot streets of the city. Zuo Yu's expression was calm. He did not feel any discomfort, and so did Jinlin and the others. They were originally desert Black Scale Scorpion, and they were not afraid of the heat. Instead, they liked this kind of atmosphere.

How many people were envious of this? Many people thought that they had obtained some kind of precious treasure because of this. That was why they attacked them at all costs. In the end, Zuo Yu and his group obtained another batch of storage ring.

Zuo Yu was also very surprised. The holy fruit was a holy fruit. He once again sighed with emotion. Sure enough, it was extraordinary. This had completely changed his physique, making him even stronger. He could even ignore the heat here.

As they walked forward, a casual discussion suddenly attracted Zuo Yu's attention. Zuo Yu's face turned completely cold.