The breeze blows in the lotus pond, and the water waves ripples, but the tense atmosphere on the field cannot be dispersed.

"What are you? Why are you killed so many of us?" A warrior on West Banktang Street shouted like thunder.

What are you not cursing, but it is really hard to tell whether the man who suddenly appeared in Liantang was a human or a weird person?

The man standing on the lotus leaf still maintained absolute indifference in the face of twenty blood-transformed warriors.

This made Zhou Fan feel vaguely alert. If this man sensed their realm but did not have any fear, it means that he might be confident that he could deal with twenty blood-transforming warriors.

"This is the territory of my master. You dare to step into this place without our permission, and you will die if you die." The man said.

"I thought you didn't dare to come in again, but who knew you were coming in again today. Well, I'll take some time to take off your heads and send them back to you."

He has a master?

Zhou Fan and the others looked around vigilantly to prevent other things from sneak attacking.

The blood-transforming warriors who can come to Liantang don’t know how much risks they have experienced. They always remember that fighting with monsters is a very dangerous thing.

"Are you a charming person?" Another warrior asked, "What is the basis for you to say that this is the territory of your master? We have been living here in Si'antang Street for so long, but we have never heard of the owner in Qiliantang."

They have not taken action for a long time because they are cautious in their hearts. They don’t need to take risks even if the enemy doesn’t move.

They don't want to break this stalemate easily.

"I'm not a charming person." The man chuckled and shook his head. He shook the jade flute in his right hand. "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time. Your twenty strengths are pretty good, so I'm willing to tell you."

"Qianlian Pond has always belonged to my master. But when my master is asleep, we will not come out easily, and you dare not enter it... It is not right, all the humans entering it are dead at our hands."

Inside? Us?

Zhou Fan's mind quickly turned, "We" means more than one of them, so where would the "inside" mean?

Soon Zhou Fan thought that the only place where humans in Liantang dared to enter was Gui District. This monster came from Gui District!

"Are you from Gui District?" It's not just Zhou Fan who could think of this, but many warriors thought of it, and some people suddenly screamed.

Their pupils slowly contracted, and Gui District was definitely a forbidden area to Si'antang Street.

A brave warrior in the blood-transformation stage dares to venture into the Ren area, but he will never dare to enter the Gui area. If he enters that place, he will never come out.

But I have never heard of any powerful monster coming out of it. If this monster really came from the Gui District... they felt a little cold for no reason.

"That's right." The Lotus Leaf man nodded slightly and admitted, "But this is just the name you humans call it there. We have always called it the sleeping ground. Because the master is sleeping there, hence the name."

Sleeping?

Zhou Fan and the others silently remember what the man said, which may be very useful information.

"You humans always like to divide a certain place or monster into several areas, and the level of the place, which is really boring." The man standing on the lotus leaf showed helpless face, "but it is just your human wishful thinking."

"Let's not talk about the division of regions, how much do you know about our monsters? Even we don't know ourselves."

"Then why do we humans divide you into the monster? Is it high or low?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

He is testing this weird message.

The man on the lotus leaf glanced at Zhou Fan's face and smiled: "You are going around, but you actually want to confirm my identity, but I don't want to tell you clearly."

"By the way, a hundred years ago, I learned some research about you humans like me from a human warrior I killed."

"You humans divide me into the black evil level."

Black evil level!

The twenty people, including Zhou Fan, all their faces changed drastically. They had thought that this monster would be the blood-respect level or even the Baisha level!

But I never thought it would be a monster at the Black Evil level or Black Evil level. Even if they had twenty blood-transformed warriors, there might not be many people who survived after the battle.

Sometimes there may be mistakes in the human grading of monsters, but no matter how far it is, the black evil level is the black evil level, and it will never be comparable to the white evil level monster.

They were all experienced blood-transforming warriors, who forced themselves to resist the urge to scatter their lives, but stood on the boat stiffly and looked at the man on the lotus leaves.

Zhou Fan also felt something was wrong. With his current strength, he would not be afraid of the White Evil Level, but he might not be able to deal with the Black Evil Level.

"Are you scared?" The man's green eyes swept across Zhou Fan and twenty people one by one. He smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to be afraid. I'm not as strong as you think."

"I won't mention the name you humans to me for now, but you can guess that you humans call me the weakest black evil level and the strongest black evil level."

The weakest black evil level?

The strongest black evil level?

How could such a contradictory description appear on the same monster?

Zhou Fan and the others were slightly stunned. They had read many classics. If they were the monsters recorded in the classics, most of them would remember them. Unless it was a new monster, but he claimed that he had existed a hundred years ago, then he was...

The knowledge learned by twenty blood-transforming warriors will not be the same in different experiences, but because of this, the knowledge distributed by twenty people is wide enough. Perhaps someone has heard information that is both the weakest and the strongest black evil level.

Zhou Fan didn't remember that the Black Evil level had been described like this, but five of the other nineteen people recalled it slightly and exclaimed almost at the same time: "You are the Lord of Wulian!"

Three more people were recalled by the words of the five, one of them was Wu Gaoxuan.

Zhou Fan could clearly see Wu Gaoxuan's usual drooping eyelids raised completely, and his face showed a look of fear, "Yes, it's the Lord of Wu Lian! Only Lord of Wu Lian will be described like this."

"Not bad." The man on the lotus leaf smiled and applauded, "You humans do call me the same kind, but the Lord of the Wulian is just the name of our race, just like the general term for you humans. In fact, my master gave me a name, but it would be fine if I didn't say this name."

"In the situation where there are no two Wulianjuns, I will accept it if you call me Wulianjun."

"June Jiulian, we will leave here immediately and will not let our ship enter Liantang in the future." Someone on the boat on Nan'antang Street said anxiously.

"It's too late. I don't believe that you humans will abide by the rules. There is no need to ask you to abide by our rules. Come in and kill them." Wu Lianjun's words were underestimated.
Chapter completed!