"The store is small and the profit is small, so you won't bargain, but I am not that unkind. I'm not that unkind. I'll give you three hours to think about it slowly, and I'm not in a hurry!" Long Chen said lightly.
The old ghost-eyed monster almost fainted from anger. Those disciples couldn't even hold on for half an hour, and they still had three hours to talk about?
This was obviously unwilling to let go. Seeing the evil disciples falling down constantly, there were less than 500 people left.
However, the righteous disciples on the opposite side were as powerful as rainbows, and there were basically not many of them. This was an extremely unequal consumption.
"Okay, I agree, stop!" the old ghost-eyed monster roared.
Hearing the old ghost-eyed monster's voice, the evil disciples breathed a sigh of relief and their weapons slowed down.
But when they slowed down, the righteous disciples were all red-eyed, without any ease. In an instant, more than a dozen evil disciples were cut down to death. Before they died, they looked confused: Isn’t it over? Isn’t it still killing me for Mao?
"What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly." Long Chen turned his head and pretended not to hear it clearly.
"Bastard, I said I promised you the conditions, stop now."
The old ghost-eyed monster was so angry that his hair stood up, his face turned green, and his roared, shocking the entire battlefield trembled.
"Oh, I heard it clearly this time. Sorry, brothers, stop and back down."
Long Chen then shouted, although he was cruel, he wanted to catch all the evil disciples in his heart.
However, doing so is completely inconsistent with the strategy. These evil disciples are the last hope of the ghost-eyed monster.
If they are really killed, the old ghost-eyed monster will become crazy without any attention. If he goes crazy, even if Tu Fang can draw with him, he will definitely not be able to stop a madman.
The old ghost in Ghost Eye went crazy and slaughtered younger disciples, which would be more than worth the loss. The final result would be both sides suffered losses, which would be boring.
Long Chen knew the thoughts of the old monster ghost-eyed, so he mastered the fire just right. The remaining five hundred people left a little hope for the evil Tao.
After all, after experiencing the war, these evil disciples were all elites among the elites, and they still had the opportunity to make a comeback.
Long Chen left the ghost-eyed old monster with hope, so that he would be afraid of the mouse and would not go crazy.
As for whether this "hope" is true or false, Long Chen doesn't care so much, anyway, his goal is to achieve it.
On the battlefield, he is an invincible soldier who fights to the death, but as the commander, he must remain calm and make everything possible without any leakage.
This is why Long Chen likes to fight but not to calculate. He likes to solve problems with his fists, which is much more satisfying than to solve problems with his brain.
With Long Chen's voice, the righteous disciples retreated one after another and all came to Long Chen's side.
The evil disciples then took a breath. Most of the five hundred people fell directly to the ground, and some of them fainted.
Torment in fear is a great impact on both the body and the spirit.
As the disciples below stopped, the senior brother-level strong men and elders also stopped.
Tang Wan'er helped Chu Yao with a pale face and came to Long Chen. Long Chen looked at Chu Yao and said with a heartache:
"I'm sorry, I'm a prodigal son. Before dawn, I'll use up all your pocket money."
Long Chen's last blow directly consumed Chu Yao's spiritual energy, otherwise he would not be able to stop Yin Luona's attack with innate power.
Because of this, Chu Yao not only consumed all his spiritual power, but also suffered great shocks in his spirit.
Looking at Long Chen, Chu Yao's heart was filled with warm currents. Long Chen was still the one who was watching everywhere. No matter where he went, he was a person who was highly anticipated. Even among the many Taoists, no one could cover up his light.
Long Chen is the hero in her mind. Even now that she is strong, Long Chen is not weaker than her at all. The entire battlefield has completed a nearly perfect reversal under his leadership.
He stretched out his jade hand and gently tidied up Long Chen. His slightly messy hair was full of pride in Chu Yao's beautiful eyes.
At this time, Tu Fang brought all the elder-level strong men and a group of senior-level warriors to this place.
Long Chen looked at the crowd and suddenly his face changed: "Where is Aman?"
Because Long Chen looked around, he didn't see Aman's tall figure, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Don't worry, Aman fell asleep when he was tired of fighting." Tang Wan'er smiled slightly and pointed behind her. She saw seven or eight disciples carrying a wooden bed, Aman was lying on it and sleeping soundly.
It turned out that after Aman killed the Yandaoist holding a giant axe, the red color on his body retreated and he immediately fell asleep. He couldn't wake up no matter how he called him.
Although I don’t know why, Long Chen knew that eighteen or nine out of ten were related to the abnormalities that appeared before Aman.
When the strange phenomenon appeared on Aman's body, something seemed to have awakened in Aman's body. Although he couldn't figure it out, it would be fine if Aman was fine.
Look at everyone, in addition to Lei Qianshang, there are three core-level disciples who have not arrived, which makes Long Chen's heart sank.
Sure enough, the war is so cruel, and it is impossible not to die. Now there are only more than 1,000 people in the team of more than 3,000 people.
There are more than 1,700 disciples in the villa, but now there are only less than 800 left, which is very tragic.
Although we had long expected the result to be extremely tragic, the number of casualties still far exceeded Long Chen's expectations.
Behind those numbers, there are vivid lives. Even Long Chen discovered that some familiar faces disappeared and disappeared in this world forever.
This made Long Chen angry and painful. He looked at the evil powerful men in front of him and roared: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you hand over the space ring quickly? If someone dares to hide it privately, we will go to war immediately."
The righteous disciple, seeing Long Chen who was calm just now, his eyes immediately turned red when he saw them. How could he not understand what Long Chen was thinking?
Whether it is a disciple of another academy or other righteous disciples, although Long Chen is extremely powerful, he does not have the airs of a master. He is a man with true nature and really treats everyone around him as brothers.
Although Long Chen tried his best to hide the pain on his face, everyone could see the emotions in his heart from his red eyes.
"Get war now"
"Get war now"
"Get war now"
The righteous disciples, whose anger had just calmed down, was ignited by Long Chen in an instant, and they were all in their hands, gritting their teeth like a group of beasts, staring at the evil disciples.
Seeing the battle quelled, the old ghost-eyed monster wanted to take the opportunity to bargain, but when he saw the evil disciples, he looked fierce and fierce, and hurriedly asked the disciples to hand over their rings.
Those evil disciples couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that the world has changed, and the righteous disciples are far more cruel than the evil disciples.
After confiscating all the evil disciples' space rings, the anger on the righteous side was slightly calmed down.
"You guys wait, we're not finished."
The old ghost-eyed monster glared at Long Chen fiercely and slowly left with his evil disciples. The originally mighty army turned into a lonely remnant army.
The biggest change is that only about 500 new generation disciples were alive, which was an unprecedented blow to evil disciples.
"Long Chen, keep this golden spear!" Song Mingyuan and Luo Cang came over, and they carried a golden spear.
Long Chen glanced at the golden spear and knew that it was a spiritual soldier, extremely powerful, but his weight was slightly inferior to that of killing evil spirits, and he was not used to using the spear.
He said to Mo Nian: "Take this spoil back! You can also give an explanation when you go back."
Listening to Mo Nian's tone, he knew that he had escaped from his home and wanted to defeat Yin Luo. Unfortunately, Yin Luo was too powerful. Both of them could not kill him.
To put it bluntly, it is not the two of them who work together, but the three of them. Without Chu Yao's support, Long Chen and Mo Nian would have died under the blow of Yin Luona that contained a trace of heaven and earth power.
The three of them worked together but still did not leave him behind, which really made Long Chen and Mo Nian a little helpless. While helpless, they had to admit that Yin Luo was really powerful.
"I have the spoils. What spoils can be more convincing than this?"
Mo Nian changed his previous indifference and had a thigh in his hand. With a proud look, he actually gently stroked it twice.
Everyone felt chills when they saw it. Holding a thigh, the intoxication of stroking the girl's tender skin appeared on their faces. It was indeed a state of mind.
Long Chen reached out and held the spear in his hand, and the weight was nearly 30% lighter than that of the sword. He couldn't help but secretly thank him that if he had not taken advantage of the weapons, who might win or lose in this battle.
After pondering for a moment, no one can handle this spear among the new generation of disciples, let alone use it. No, there should be one person who can use it.
"Gu Yang" Long Chen shouted.
Gu Yang then walked out of the crowd. Now his broken arms have been treated by the powerful men of Tianmu Palace. Except for the exhaustion of spiritual energy, other external injuries are no longer a big deal.
"You are also a power type, I'll give you this spear, try it." Long Chen reached out and handed the spear to Gu Yang.
Gu Yang looked at the spear, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to answer but didn't dare to answer: "Long Chen...I..."
"Don't talk nonsense, hold it quickly. This thing is too heavy, my hands are going to be sore." Long Chen simply pushed the golden color towards Gu Yang.
Gu Yang was shocked and hurriedly stretched out his hands, hugged the golden spear, and took several steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
Gu Yang looked at the spear in his hand and his nose felt a little sour. Their family only had one such treasure, and Long Chen actually threw it to him directly.
He once forced Long Chen into a place of death, but Long Chen did not hold any grudge at all. Even with Gu Yang's arrogant personality, he couldn't help but burst into tears and even swallowed: "Long Chen, I..."
"Don't say anything to me with my body. You know what I, Long Chen, are. I only like beauty." Long Chen shook his head and said, not wanting to hear his ink traces.
Everyone couldn't help laughing, Tang Wan'er's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help but secretly glance at Chu Yao, seeing Chu Yao keep smiling at Long Chen without a trace of anger.
"Since the matter here is over, it's time for me to go back," Mo Nian walked to Long Chen and said.
Chapter completed!