Invincible Conqueror

Although being ignored by the other party, Huang Xiaolong did not get angry, but sat on the back of the red flame black unicorn with interest and looked at the other party.

The Black Ant Clan Wu Yixi and Violent Soul Sect Tan Zhiming should both be the Supreme Elder.

Wu Yixi is the late stage of Tianjun's sixth-order, and Tan Zhiming is the peak of the middle-stage of Tianjun's sixth-order. The strength of the two is similar. Judging from the strength of the disciples of the Black Ant Race and the Storm Soul Sect, both sides should be similar.

"I will give you 800,000 lower-grade chaotic spirit stones." Tan Zhiming gritted his teeth and said to Wu Yixi of the black ant tribe: "As long as you and your black ant tribe disciple leave, I will give you 800,000 lower-grade chaotic spirit stones. ."

Eight hundred thousand!

It suddenly increased by 300,000, which made Tan Zhiming feel much pain.

However, he also knew that if the fight continued like this, it would not benefit both parties.

The black ant Wu Yixi heard the directions and smiled coldly: "I still said that, I will give you 800,000 low-grade chaotic spirit stones, and you will give me the things."

Tan Zhiming of the Violent Soul Sect changed his face and said angrily: "Wu Yixi, don't deceive people too much. I discovered things first. You got 800,000 lower-grade Chaos Spirit Stones for no reason. Are you still not enough? Don't be too greedy. Okay, I will give you one million lower-grade chaotic spirit stones, and you and your black ant disciple will leave."

Wu Yixi, the black ant tribe, smiled openly: "It sounds good, I got 800,000 lower-grade chaos spirit stones for no reason? Then why don't you say that you got the Bodhi seed for no reason! Okay, let me and It’s not impossible for my black ant disciple to leave. You give me 10 million lower-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, and we will leave!"

Ten million!

Tan Zhiming of the Storm Soul Sect and all the disciples of the Storm Soul Sect were furious when Wu Yixi Lion spoke loudly.

Ten million inferior chaotic spirit stones, even if you smashed all the treasures of the Storm Soul Sect treasure house, you can't make up ten million. The other party has made it clear that it is difficult for a strong man, so Wu Yixi never thought of "reconciliation" from the beginning.

Huang Xiaolong watched the two sides bargaining there, and couldn't help feeling interesting, and said casually: "Two people, let's go, I'll give you 10 million lower-grade chaotic spirit stones, then give me the Bodhi seed, how about?"

Everyone from both the Black Ant Race and the Storm Soul Sect was in a daze, and they suddenly turned their heads to look at Huang Xiaolong.

Wu Yixi, the black ant clan, suddenly laughed. The laughter was harsh. He looked at Huang Xiaolong happily: "Boy, you're so courageous, dare to make fun of us."

In his opinion, it is impossible for a Heavenly Monarch to get 10 million lower-grade chaotic spirit stones in the middle of the fifth stage, and the other party is joking with them.

Not only Wu Yixi thought so, but also Tan Zhiming and the disciples of the Storm Soul Sect.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Standing next to Tan Zhiming, a master of the Violent Soul Sect at the peak of the late stage of the fifth stage of Tianjun couldn't help but get angry, his figure flashed, and his fists suddenly blasted towards Huang Xiaolong.

Because Wu Yixi of the Black Ant clan had just asked the lion to ask for ten million, the disciples of the Storm Soul Sect had long been suppressing their anger, and now seeing Huang Xiaolong's mouth, this Storm Soul Sect master vented his anger on Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the thunderous fists of the Violent Soul Sect master who was at the peak of the late fifth-order of Jun that day, smiled coldly.

Huang Xiaolong didn't use the light magic scepter and other artifacts, raised his hand and punched at random, greeted him.

boom!

There was a bang.

Just when everyone in the Storm Soul Sect and the Black Ant tribe thought that Huang Xiaolong was bombarded by the Storm Soul Sect master and fell to the ground, the Storm Soul Sect master screamed, and the whole person fell back and flew out, falling far away. When he landed, he was limp there, motionless, exhaling more than inhaling.

Everyone was in a daze.

Tan Zhiming of the Violent Soul Race turned gloomy. He could see that the elder of the Violent Soul Sect had been completely shattered by the opponent's divine bones, and even the internal organs were shattered.

"Who is your excellency? I dare to seriously hurt me the Supreme Elder of the Storm Soul Sect!" Tan Zhiming of the Storm Soul Sect looked at Huang Xiaolong with cold eyes.

At this moment, Wu Yixi of the black ant clan laughed, clapped his palms, and admired Huang Xiaolong, "Your Excellency, I admire you, how are we working together? You and I will join forces to kill this Tan Zhiming. Of course, our black ants will not treat you badly. I will give you one million chaotic spirit stones, how about?"

For fear of Huang Xiaolong's refusal, Wu Yixi said again: "We, the black ant clan, will also invite your Excellency and give your Excellency the status of an honorary elder."

"The reputation of the black ant tribe is too high an elder?" Huang Xiaolong laughed, smiling very happily.

When Wu Yixi saw Huang Xiaolong’s smile, he was also full of smiles: “Yes, it’s the reputation of our black ant tribe, too high elder. With your talent, plus my recommendation, you will surely become the reputation too high elder of our black ant tribe. Even after a test, he might become the supreme elder of our black ant tribe."

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled, and said with a straight face: "Actually, I came to the Black Ant God plane this time to kill your patriarch."

Wu Yixi was stunned, Tan Zhiming was stunned, and the other two groups were all stunned.

Wu Yixi laughed: "What did you say? Are you here to kill our patriarch? Do you know who our patriarch is?"

The other black ant disciples burst into laughter.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong raised his hand, stretched forward, and took a photo. Wu Yixi felt that a burst of terror absorption made him involuntarily fly towards Huang Xiaolong.

Wu Yixi was absorbed in front of Huang Xiaolong. Huang Xiaolong’s demon god’s supreme deity swallowed power. Suddenly, Wu Yixi withered at a terrifying speed. All the divine power in his body, all the essence and blood, and all the vitality were swallowed up by Huang Xiaolong. .

Huang Xiaolong threw it away, and Wu Yixi's body fell into the distance, his eyes widened, with extreme fear.

All this happened so quickly that all the Black Ant Clan disciples didn't react at all. Everyone looked at Wu Yixi's corpse with an unbelievable expression.

"Your patriarch? I know it's called Liao Yuan." Huang Xiaolong's indifferent voice sounded.

He was going to kill Liao Yuan, of course, not just Liao Yuan!

Tan Zhiming woke up, looked at Huang Xiaolong, took a breath of air, with a look of shock. Before, he thought that Huang Xiaolong could severely injure the Supreme Elder of the Storm Soul Sect with a punch like Wu Yixi, and his strength should be the same as that of him and Wu. Yixi is similar, otherwise Wu Yixi would not invite Huang Xiaolong to join forces.

Only now did he realize that his idea just now was simply wrong.

At this time, suddenly, the black ant disciples yelled, and collectively turned and fled.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t move much. The Chi Yan black unicorn raised his front legs and stepped on the void. Suddenly, nearly a hundred disciples of the black ant tribe fell from the sky and were directly stepped into the ground. Voice.

Tan Zhiming and the disciples of the Violent Soul Sect became stiff.

Huang Xiaolong turned around, looked at Tan Zhiming, and smiled: "What do you think of my suggestion just now?"

Suggest?

Tan Zhiming looked at Huang Xiaolong's smile, but he shuddered and didn't understand what Huang Xiaolong meant.

"I just said that I will give you 10 million lower-grade chaotic spirit stones, and give me the bodhi seeds." Huang Xiaolong said.