The next atmosphere became even weirder. After slamming the cups, Xiang Feiteng and others pulled Xingluo to greet him with long and short greetings, leaving Zhang Xiyu and Li Qi in the cold. Finally, Yang Zhihui went over to chat with Zhang Xiyu.
"Brother Li, how did you get the scar on your face?" As soon as he entered the door, Xing Luo noticed the scar on Li Zhen's face, typed it out in his notebook, and asked.
"It's nothing, I just did it accidentally," Li Zhen didn't want Xing Luo to worry, so he smiled slightly.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Xing Luo placed the bottle of spiritual juice in Li Zhen's hand, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for him to drink it.
Li Zhen did not hesitate. He believed that even though he had not seen Xing Luo for nearly two years, Xing Luo still cared about everyone and he was still the eldest among the brothers.
After the mild medicinal power entered the body, it quickly spread to Li Zhen's eight extraordinary meridians, nourishing and strengthening it, hundreds of times faster than Xing Luo's nourishing and strengthening, and the ferocious scar on his face was visible to the naked eye. Recover slowly.
"Oh my god, it's so fucking amazing," Xu Zhi exclaimed.
But, it's not over yet.
"Bang, bang, bang,"
Three light voices sounded in succession. Li Zhen, who was originally a strong person in the early stage of the Realization Realm, suddenly broke through to the strongest level in the early stage of the Transformation Realm, which shocked people.
"Breakthrough," Li Zhen clenched his fist in disbelief. When he felt the surging power in his body, he couldn't help but cheered. He directly broke through a level of elixir. This was amazing.
"Boss, it's unfair, I want it too," Xu Zhi suddenly became furious and stayed beside Xing Luo.
Xuezun stretched out his hand to push Xu Zhi away and said softly: "Spiritual jelly is something that even the gods of heaven covet. We only have twenty bottles here. Now we have consumed one bottle, only nineteen bottles. Luo uses one almost every five days. Bottles, the stock is not enough, and you guys only need to drink a small sip to break through. The bottle in Li Zhen’s hand is enough for eight small sips."
Xing Luo was not surprised that Li Zhen had broken through a level. The spiritual pulp was born according to God's will. It takes a thousand years to get one bottle of spiritual pulp. The twenty bottles of spiritual pulp in his hand are equivalent to twenty thousand years.
"Fuck, Brother Li, give it to me quickly," Zhao Yu hurriedly hid the jade bottle from Li Zhen's hand, took a small sip, and then made three bang bang bang sounds in his body, a strong person in the late stage of reality.
"Yuzi, here," Xu Zhi took it over, took a sip, and broke through to the middle stage of reality.
"Bang bang bang..."
The rest of the people took a sip, and then Yu Zhuofei threw the jade bottle towards Yang Zhihui and said with a smile: "Zhihui, this is the last sip, it's yours,"
"Then I'm not polite," Yang Zhihui was about to take the jade bottle when a black shadow flashed next to him and dodged the jade bottle.
Swish.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Li Qi played with the jade bottle in his hand. This jade bottle can be regarded as an antique. The quality of the jade is also top-notch. It can be sold for at least five million. But what he covets at the moment is the spiritual essence in the jade bottle. .
Shaking the jade bottle in his hand, Li Qi looked at Xing Luo with a smile and said with a smile: "Brother, how much does this cost? I bought it."
"You can't afford it,"
The gray figure suddenly flashed to Li Qi's side, dodging the jade bottle with lightning speed. Snow Lord said with a frosty face: "Although this is not our territory, if I kill you, it will be as good as squeezing an ant to death." , don’t think too highly of yourself,”
Xing Luo also stood up and looked at Li Qi expressionlessly. This person... had already touched his bottom line.
"It's just a bottle of spiritual liquid. If it's not enough, I can add more," Zhang Xiyu said calmly.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Before Xue Zun could speak, Xing Luo suddenly laughed, his voice was hoarse and harsh, and in his dark eyes, besides disappointment, there was also... despair.
Yes, Xing Luo is already desperate. The old man will definitely tell Zhang Xiyu about the effect and treasure of the spiritual pulp. Even if all the properties of the Zhang Family Group are added up, it is not enough to buy such a small mouthful. These things, Zhang Xiyu knew it all, and Zhang Xiyu said this just to protect Li Qi.
"This is a spiritual essence born according to the will of God. It is something that even the true gods of the heaven covet. It only takes thousands of years to produce such a bottle. One bottle is worth only ten mouthfuls. One mouthful is enough to buy the economic strength of a country," the hoarse voice said The sound came out slowly from Xing Luo's throat, and blood continued to accumulate in his mouth, but Xing Luo swallowed it down forcefully.
A tear fell from the corner of Xing Luo's eyes.
"I can completely give in to other things..." Xing Luo raised his head, looked at Zhang Xiyu with cold eyes for the first time, and said: "But that is my apology to my brothers, no matter who... can take it. Walk……"
As he spoke, a mouthful of black blood flowed out of Xing Luo's mouth, mixed with tears, and his eyes had a look of despair, sadness, and self-deprecation.
"Stop talking, you will die if you talk," Xuezun quickly covered Xing Luo's mouth, trying to suppress the black blood flowing out of Xing Luo's mouth, but the black blood seemed to flow out in an endless stream. Luo's vitality also slowly passed away...
"Xiang Feiteng, kill that man," Snow Lord turned to Feiteng and shouted.
"I have long disliked him,"
With Snow Lord's permission, Xiang Feiteng burst out with majestic energy. Li Qi was only a mid-term acquired martial artist and could not match him at all. Xiang Feiteng could crush him with just one finger.
"I, I am the eldest son of the Li Family Gang in Haizhou City." Sensing Xiang Feiteng's strength, Li Qi's expression changed drastically as he made his final struggle.
"Xiang Feiteng, you dare to touch him," Zhang Xiyu's eyes also turned cold.
"Bang,"
The figure flashed directly in front of Li Qi, and a palm with majestic energy directly hit Li Qi's Tianling Cap, which exploded into a ball of blood mist and sprinkled on the carpet.
Xiang Feiteng doesn't care about anyone's dissuasion now. Even if Snow Lord doesn't ask him to take action, he will take action. Today is the day when Xing Luo returns to Jiangcheng City. This man provoked Xing Luo again and again, and finally forced him to Xing Luo spoke, his life force drained away, and Xiang Feiteng's murderous intention was completely driven out.
"Okay, very good. You can never leave here today," Zhang Xiyu laughed angrily, waved his hand and said, "Surround them."
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Six figures suddenly appeared in the private room, a terrifying aura erupted, four tables were swept and smashed against the wall, and strong wind swept away all the high-end equipment.
Xing Luo's eyes flashed, and he stood up boldly. He looked at Zhang Xiyu with a sneer, and then looked at the six figures. His hoarse and harsh voice slowly sounded: "Two late Dan realm demigods from the Tokugawa family, Yamaguchi The two from the team, the two from Eidolon... you are dead,"