Immortal World Supplier

Who do you show your awesomeness to? You have made you so tall, have you put me, the president of the Dragon Society, in your eyes?

Long Batian was very upset, he felt that he was being tricked, and it was the kind of trick that didn't give face at all.

"I'm the leader of Utopia, who are you? What do you want to do when you come to my Utopia? Who is instigating behind it? Speak up and live!"

The core point of Fang Qi's words is, if you don't say it, you are dead, but if you say it, you may live!

"Fuck! Where is the bastard, dare to pretend to be garlic in front of Master Long!"

Long Batian hadn't moved yet, but a little pony beside him couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed over cursing.

Fang Qi glanced at it, Nascent Soul's seven-level cultivation is not bad, no wonder he dared to challenge him...

It's just a pity...he also found the wrong person, and his luck is not so good, so what's wrong with him, so he insisted on making trouble for him?

This time Fang Qi didn't hold back his hand, he slapped him to death.

Silent, persistent aggressiveness.

A monk on the seventh floor of the Nascent Soul, just slapped... and died? is it possible? Why do you feel so fake? But this person just stood upright in front of his eyes, blood flowed all over the ground, leaving only a wisp of Nascent Soul tremblingly trying to escape, but before there was any movement, it was directly destroyed.

The Nascent Soul disappears, and the dead cannot die again!

Long Batian originally wanted to keep this wisp of Nascent Soul, and wanted to rescue it, but before he could make a move, he saw the masked man standing behind Fang Qi make a move.

As soon as he made a move, Nascent Soul collapsed immediately, and there was no last chance for rescue.

This kind of scene can only be said... very sad.

Long Batian watched his confidants being killed just like that, what he thought of was not pity... For him, pity is of no value now.

What he thought of was... Can this person kill a Nascent Soul seventh-level cultivator in one move?

This f*cking... isn't it a little too strong! As for his Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivation base... he is no match at all!

Now he began to look squarely at the extremely young Nascent Soul fifth-level monk in front of him.

At such a young age, he is already a monk on the fifth floor of Yuanying, and it is said that he has entered the secret realm of Tianyuan?

The basic requirement for entering Tianyuan Secret Realm is that the bone age should not exceed fifty years old.

A person who has been promoted to the fifth level of Yuanying before the age of fifty... can only be said to be extremely talented.

As long as you don't die, your future is boundless.

To deal with this kind of person, it is best to tear him apart when he is weak, so as not to let him have the conditions and qualifications to grow strong.

But right now... can it be done? Why does it feel so hopeless?

The Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks need to fight for a while to fight the Nascent Soul seventh-level monks...

A Nascent Soul seventh-level monk was dropped by a Nascent Soul fifth-level monk... Why does it sound so awkward? Always feel very funny!

Long Batian opened his mouth, lamented countless times in his heart, and suddenly realized that this time he had indeed hit a hard nail.

No wonder the guy from Xiaoyaomen didn't do it himself, but he still needs to go through the hands of his Dragon Society. Obviously... this is not an easy task to complete.

It's not so easy to get that mysterious book!

"The people of our Dragon Society can evacuate from Qixing Avenue, and the surrounding streets can be returned to you. From then on, we will not interfere with each other! How about it?"

Long Batian is very clever, he wants to stay away from this dispute.