This is the first time they have seen this person in front of them.
He killed the Immortal King of North Cloud with one punch, and his divine power reached one billion dragons. I really thought he could fight against the will of heaven!
Everyone can see the corpses on the ground. Whoever dares to go up will surely die. If 50 million true spirits kill the other person? It would be better to say that the other person beat you to death.
You really dare to think about fifty million true spirits! You must have this life to get it.
The third young master Long Zimo couldn't bear to go and see it, so why did he agree? I really thought that a guy from Daluo Jinxian could kill an immortal king and his strength reached one billion dragon powers?
"Boy, look at it, I'll kill you with this punch."
The Immortal King of Beiqiong shouted loudly. A little guy dared to be arrogant in front of him. He decided to use the most violent means to blow up the kid's body and crush every bone on the other person's body.
"Die!"
The Immortal King of North Cloud approached, his tall figure was like a hill, and instantly rushed to the black-robed man. His big fist suddenly hit him, and the void continued to shake.
"The newcomer is ungrateful and he will die!"
"It's not good to offend anyone, but you have to offend the worship of the Fourth Master Long!"
"I promise that if this punch is carried out, the black-robed boy will be destroyed by both body and spirit!"
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The Immortal King of Beiqiong could even see that his punch hit the other party, his bones broke, his body collapsed, and finally turned into a pool of mud and appeared at his feet.
"I said, you didn't eat?"
The sound of breaking and exploding the body did not appear, but instead a sound of disapproval appeared.
Everyone was shocked to see that a punch that was enough to kill the boy was easily caught by the other party, staying in the air and unable to continue.
"What's going on? Why is this kid's power bigger than mine!"
The Immortal King of North Cloud infused his divine power, and the other party's hand remained motionless, like an endless mountain, unable to shake it himself, and he was extremely shocked.
"The people in the city are so weak."
The muttering voice of the man in black robe fell into everyone's ears again.
"Bang!"
The man in black robe raised his hand and punched him, and he couldn't see any force. He hit the body of the Immortal King of Beiqiong, which was not painful or itchy.
"Hahaha, you still want to kill~~~~~"
Before he could finish his words, cracks broke out on the body of the Immortal King Beiqiong, and it continued to increase until it covered his whole body, shattering like a work of art.
"Dead?"
The onlookers burst into cold sweats on their backs, gasping for air conditioning, and watching this scene in disbelief.
The man in black robe clapped his hands, "It's so easy to get money in the city!"
Many people wiped their cold sweat. What is this kid's origin? He killed a guy with one punch with one billion divine power.
"Where is my money?"
The man in black robe came up and asked for money.
Long Zimo was shocked. The guy who was showing off his power just now was beaten to death in a blink of an eye. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing this, he reacted and raised his head proudly.
"Money, no problem!"
He killed the other party with one punch. Long Zimo dared not give money and immediately took out 50 million of true spirits and handed them over to the other party.
"What my father said is wrong, the people in the city are still very credit-oriented." After receiving the money, the man in the black robe muttered, "It's like the idiot who was last time. If you don't pay for money, you'll hit him to death with one punch!"
After hearing this, Long Zimo was scared again.
Now it was Long Zifei's turn to be stunned.
The Immortal King of Beiqiong was beaten to death by someone, and it took a while to react.
"Boy, you dare to kill the young man!" Long Zifei paid a lot of money on this North Qiong Immortal King. Now he was beaten to death in a blink of an eye, especially his third brother's pride, feeling as disgusting as if swallowing a fly.
Long Zimo breathed a sigh and snorted coldly, "Why, your man beat me to death, I didn't say anything. You just died of only one person. What's there to worry about? Can't you afford to lose, my good brother?"
Don’t look at Long Zimo’s frustration just now, but he is the young master after all. Once he gains the upper hand, Long Ma’s spirit will fight back, Long Zifei can’t speak.
"You go and teach that kid a lesson!"
The man in black robe is naturally Lin Fei, who came to save the scene.
"Hey, hey, is this guy rich to beat him to death?"
Lin Fei pointed at the person coming, his face full of excitement.
Long Zimo made up his mind to recruit this kid as a worshiper no matter what. He hesitated to speak. When he heard this, he immediately laughed. As long as the other party likes money, everything will be easy.
"Yes, yes, kill a 30 million true spirit."
Fearing that the other party offered 50 million true spirits, Long Zimo hurriedly brought the price.
"Thirty million true spirits, just sloppy!"
The young master Long Zifei is almost crazy. You kid really think you are invincible. Before you start fighting, you start calculating money.
It seems that the dragon son flew the crow's mouth came true.
The worship who went up came into the footsteps of the Immortal King of North Cloud. He was beaten to death with one punch in front of the boy with a black robe and never made a second punch.
"The fifth one, one thousand five million true spirits."
"The sixth one, one thousand eighteen million true spirits."
No matter who comes up, the boy in black robe will be killed with one punch.
"The tenth one, three hundred million true spirits."
Lin Fei clapped his hands, and looked relaxed, and killed another worshiper.
Long Zimo felt distressed at first, but later, Shuang simply stopped feeling distressed. He could breathe anger and was willing to be willing to have a lot of flowers.
After killing ten priests in succession, the Longzi Demon laughed loudly, "I don't think your people are so good. Now those who pretend to be masters are really full of tricks."
Now it was Long Zifei's turn to look ugly, his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were always on the black-robed boy. He didn't expect that what was going to succeed was destroyed by a black-robed boy.
There were a group of people around me, but now there were only some servants left.
"Boy, wait and see!"
Long Zifei was embarrassed to continue staying, becoming a joke in the eyes of others.
"This guy, do you want me to kill you? 100 million true spirits, I will kill you immediately. It's a whine, annoying!"
Long Zifei staggered and almost fell on the road. He was shocked and his speed increased a lot. He was really afraid that the other party would be intellect and would come to kill him.
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Long Zimo hurriedly stopped him. He really wanted to kill him, but he was over. Who is this man in black robe? He killed someone just by giving money, and he was just a guy who was afraid that the world would be in chaos.
"What a pity, I plan to earn another 100 million true spirits." Lin Fei said disappointed, and then his eyes lit up immediately, "By the way, when do you want to kill someone, come to me?"
Long Zimo wiped his cold sweat.
Seeing that the man in black was about to leave, Long Zimo hurriedly walked up, "Little brother, I think it's your first time in Longcheng. Why don't I take you to a stroll? Moreover, I want to treat you to a meal."
"Eat? I like this!"
One is intentional and the other is intentional, and it will be done immediately.
Long Zimo is worthy of being the third young master. He listened indirectly along the way and figured out the other party's origin.
Everything is as expected.
This young man came out of the deep mountain tribe.
This situation is most common in the Dragon World. Some tribes are in the mountains. People from tribes in the mountains are very powerful and can make a name for themselves if they are exploring outside.
"You are so nice. It's been a long time since you've had such a good meal."
After drinking and eating, Lin Fei patted his stomach with a look of enjoyment.
In order to attract this young man, this meal cost Long Zimo three million true spirits. For this young man, everything is worth it.
"Little brother, you came to make a name for yourself, right?"
"Of course, my father said that you will never make progress without venting." Lin Fei naturally said with his words, "So, I want to become famous. Do you know where to become famous?"
Of course I know, otherwise how can I recruit you?
Long Zi Mole is blooming.
As long as you recruit this super expert yourself, you will not be bullied by them for at least a period of time, and you can even take the initiative to come to the door.
"I know, Longcheng will hold a dragon list battle immediately, and the opportunity to become famous overnight. Once you become famous, your tribe can also be protected~~~~" Long Zimo said the scattered things, but in fact, there is not much difference, but the blueprint he drew better, it was impressive and unforgettable.
"Then I want to participate in the Dragon List Battle!"
Originally, Long Zimo thought it would cost him a lot of saliva, but he easily recruited it.
During this period, Long Zimo had doubts whether it was arranged by his elder brother and second brother. Later, he thought about it and it should be impossible.
This kid is a good seedling. If you train a little, you will definitely become a powerful dragon emperor.
A bitter meat show is absolutely impossible.
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"Little brother, let's live here in the future."
In order to win over Lin Fei, Long Zimo arranged a yard with a strong fairy spirit, and the rockery flowing water can be said to have everything.
"This third young master Long will enjoy it."
Lin Fei accepted it without hesitation. Why don’t you enjoy it if you have it?
"Such a good yard, I believe the test is coming soon?"
While closing his eyes to rest, Lin Fei smiled and murderously.
"Young Master, will it be inappropriate to do this?"
In a room, a middle-aged man whispered, "That yard is full of fairy spirit, and practice is half the result with twice the effort. The young master has been empty, and now he takes it out? Those people are afraid they have any objections."
"Hmph, those group of rice buckets, usually eat mine, take mine, and do things, push and delay, and don't take this master to heart at all. What's the use for them?"
Long Zimo had a dark face, "It's just right, use them to test what kind of strength that kid is, and whether it's worth investing in and cultivating."
"Young Master is brilliant." The middle-aged man flattered, "But Hu San and Qian Juzi are not weak, one reaches 1.5 billion dragon divine power and the other reaches 1.7 billion dragon divine power. What if something goes wrong?"
"No, I'm optimistic about that guy."
For some reason, Long Zimo was full of confidence, "I believe that he will bring me a surprise. As long as I win, I will let my elder brother and the second brother see who has a better vision, and even if it will be a ranking in the Dragon List battle in the future, it is not a dream."