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The fourth thousand one hundred and forty-two chapters are all in hand

"Tch, if you are incompetent, do you think others are as incompetent as you?"
Facing the man’s doubts, Long Chen sneered:
“Anyway, I’ve shown the thing. Believe it or not, it’s really a bargain, not a deal.
 If you are interested, please contact us. If you are a poor guy who has no skills and no money, please take a detour and don’t bother your throat.”
 “Who do you think is incompetent and has no money?”
The powerful Tianzun who questioned Long Chen said angrily that he was also a giant, and Long Chen's words made him very unhappy.
“I’m too lazy to talk nonsense with you, and I’m saying that even the Immortal Divine Weapon Tianzun can’t hold it back. A frog at the bottom of a well can only see the sky as big as a palm.” Long Chen sneered.
"you……"
The strong man Tianzun was furious and was about to retort when suddenly everyone exclaimed and Long Chen actually reached for the spear with both hands.
 "No way! Could it be that he..."
 “He doesn’t want to die?”
 “Are you provoked? Do you want to show off?”
 “This kid is tough enough!”
When people saw Long Chen getting ready to draw his gun, everyone was shocked, including Xu Jianxiong, Uncle Huai and others. That was an immortal weapon. It could kill people, and it would even save people if something happened.
Nothing can be saved.
“Hehe, don’t worry, the boss is always sure of his job.” Seeing the worried look on the face of the strong man from the Wangyue clan, Guo Ran said with a smile.
At this time, Guo Ran and others had returned to the camp of the Wangyue clan. They entered very slowly, but came out very easily.
 Now, in the core area, only Xue Qingkuang and other strong men of the Blood Demon clan are left. They refuse to leave, as if they are waiting for something.
Long Chen pressed his hands on the gun barrel, which was like a pillar reaching the sky, and felt its fluctuations with his heart. Sure enough, under the knocking of the Qiankun Cauldron, Long Chen sensed the fluctuations of the weapon spirit.
It’s just that the soul fluctuations of this weapon spirit are extremely weak, and it is almost close to death. Long Chen feels endless hatred and sadness in the soul fluctuations of this spear weapon spirit.
A picture emerged in Long Chen's mind. A long-haired man, holding a golden spear, covered in blood, was fighting a fierce battle with the demons.
The sky and the earth are already in chaos, the air is filled with endless demonic energy, there are endless demon corpses under his feet, his companions are all dead, but he still fights to the death.
Suddenly he roared, the earth shook and the mountains shook. His whole body glowed, and all his energy and energy merged into the spear.
                                 Attorney
The spear stirred, glowing like the sun, the demonic energy in the sky was shattered, the endless winged demons collapsed, the sky demon split, and a sky-covering winged demon appeared in front of him.
That winged demon is filled with demonic aura, and its wings cover the sky. It is the master of these winged demons and has the power to destroy the entire world.
 But when the winged demon saw the long-haired man, a look of endless fear suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he turned around and ran away.
At this moment, the long-haired man suddenly disappeared with his body and spear. When he reappeared, he had already reached the top of the winged demon.
                               ifies
The spear was like the spear of the gods, piercing through the body of the Winged Demon and nailing it firmly to the ground. The Winged Demon roared to the sky and struggled wildly, but to no avail.
Its creatures were passing by rapidly, and eventually the body became motionless, and the long-haired man also disappeared. On the sky-reaching spear, endless talismans circulated, locking this world tightly.
 Time goes by, the years change, the body of the ancient winged demon begins to collect dust, the spear begins to rust, and everything is no longer what it was before.
“It turned out to be the divine weapon of the senior human race.” Long Chen sighed. Before his death, the senior human race died together with the prehistoric winged demon and suppressed it here.
“If you continue to waste it, you will die. I believe this is not what your master wants to see.
Your master died at the hands of the demons. You are a useful body and should not sacrifice your precious life with a useless corpse.
 You should cheer up, bloom your edge again, kill more demons, and complete what your master failed to accomplish." Long Chen stroked the spear with a look of reverence on his face.
Whether it is this spear or the owner of the spear, they are both real heroes. This spear is affected by the owner's will. He would rather die himself than seal the will of the prehistoric winged demon.
 The weapon spirit has its own will and its own survival instinct. The weapon spirit is willing to use its own life to fulfill the master's last wish, which shows that it has a deep affection for the master.
The spear in Long Chen's hand lit up slightly, and at that moment a smile appeared on Long Chen's face:
“Don’t worry, I can handle it!”
 “The Dragon King appears in battle!”
Suddenly Long Chen roared, his whole body was covered by golden dragon scales, and the loud roar of the dragon went straight into the nine heavens.
 “Boom…”
As Long Chen roared, he exerted his arms, the earth trembled, the void was torn, and the whole world was swaying.
"he……"
When they saw this scene, countless people were shocked. Long Chen actually wanted to pull out the spear.
At that moment, Xue Qingkuang, the leader of the Blood Demon clan and others were all nervous. Once the spear was pulled out, the seal of the Primordial Winged Demon would be lifted, and that would be their best chance to take action.
As long as they can get the body of the Ancient Winged Demon, and they have the secret method to awaken the will of the Ancient Winged Demon, and then use the power of faith to reshape its soul, then this immortal Winged Demon will really be resurrected.
"rise"
Veins popped up on Long Chen's forehead and ran through his arms. This time he didn't hold anything back.
 “Boom…”

“It’s impossible, no matter how powerful he is, he can’t lift up the corpse of the immortal strong man.” Someone exclaimed.
"Theoretically, it is impossible. He cannot break the laws attached to the corpse of the immortal strongman, unless..."
“Unless he already has control of the spear, the spear is willing to lend him its power.” Someone said.
Countless people's hearts are beating wildly, how is this possible? If the spear is willing to lend him its power, isn't it willing to recognize him as the master?
 “Kakaka…”
Long Chen held the spear and picked up the body of the Primordial Winged Demon. He felt like stars were shining in his eyes and his body was about to be crushed.
The body of the Ancient Winged Demon seemed to be heavier than the stars. The most hateful thing was that it seemed to have countless invisible chains tied to it, pulling on it. Long Chen needed to break those chains.
 The void is constantly exploding, and endless runes of time and space are flying. The sight shocks countless people.
 “There’s still a little bit left.”
Long Chen exerted his strength suddenly, and with a shocking explosion, a black hole covering the sky appeared behind Long Chen. Long Chen threw the spear and the body of the ancient winged demon into the black hole.
The black hole closed, and in Long Chen's hand, there was a golden spear that was more than ten feet long.
"Hahaha……"
Long Chen looked up to the sky and laughed. He got the spear, and the body of the Primordial Winged Demon was thrown into the black soil by him.
Long Chen actually pulled out the spear and took away the body of the Primordial Winged Demon. At that moment, the whole world fell silent.
"die"
Chapter completed!
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