Chapter 1055

"Long San Shao, the young and the big one, is really subdued

In the restaurant, Lin Fei couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as the big man made a move, his method was extremely ferocious, and he killed each other vividly.

The sacrifices and subordinates brought by long San Shao were all killed in each other's hands at 7788. They were not the enemies of unity, and their faces were completely lost.

"The worse the pressure is, the more benefits I can get from this timely help."

In a short period of time, longzimo's men were dead and injured. They looked at the big man with fear.

Many of the onlookers are used to it.

This is the most common thing.

"My third brother, it's not good for you to come here!" Longzifei laughed. "The next time I want to find someone, the third brother can find me. I promise to be better than you."

The Dragon flies naked.

In Longcheng, this kind of situation often happens.

Long Zifei has never regarded his three brothers as his elder brother. He is a son of a bitch. What qualifications can he have to be his brother.

After all, in places like the Dragon Palace, it's about blood.

Longzifei's bloodline is higher than that of longzimo. He has won a place in the Dragon Palace. In addition, he has a large tribe behind his mother. He is full of confidence.

"Well, you don't have to teach me who to choose. I can do it myself."

In the face of longzifei's aggressiveness, longzimo, who is the third elder brother of the Dragon Palace, is eager to kill each other with one hand. At any rate, he is the third young master of the Dragon Palace. When was he bullied and killed, he swept his worshippers and subordinates.

"The Dragon flies, sooner or later, this little will trample you under the foot, never want to turn over." Dragon ink keeps calming down.

"You see, my third brother's vision is not very good. If you want to become my third brother's sacrifice, you should think clearly. My third brother's bad eyesight does not mean that my brother's bad. Who dares to rely on a little skill, I'll meet him next time ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" long Zifei laughs.

My good third brother, your sacrifice and subordinates have been beaten and maimed by my people. With these words, I see who dares to be your sacrifice in the future.

The Dragon flew with pride.

Everyone knew it was threatening them.

Originally, they wanted to be the sacrifice of the third young dragon. After this, they had to consider how to face the anger of the fourth young dragon.

"Bullying too much!"

Dragon ink face is very ugly.

This is to want him to be unable to stand on the ground and make a thorough effort!

"Counterattack, we must fight back. We can't let the dragon fly's plot succeed!"

Longzimo knew very well that he was going to fight against the Dragon list, once in a thousand years. If he could not get the sacrifice, he would be stripped of his only qualification. His younger brother had always come for this qualification.

"This is 30 million less than the true spirit. Who comes out to defeat this man?"

A bite of teeth, dragon ink counterattack.

Thirty million real spirit, for the Dragon ink is very painful, under the situation there is no way.

Thirty million true spirit, defeated the big man, caused a lot of commotion, let many people heart.

"I'll do it!"

Thirty million true spirit, let some foreign genius moved.

It's just a big man. It's not easy to catch.

Longzimo is happy. He is not afraid to spend money. As long as he can defeat the other party, he can also save some face.

"Beiqiong, help Ben Shao to treat them well!"

The burly man was called beiqiong, laughing, "don't worry, young master."

The hope brought by it was shattered in a twinkling of an eye.

As soon as someone came on the stage, within three rounds, the North dome made a close collision and burst the other party's head, which was a terrible mess.

"My good brother, I forgot to tell you that my magic power has been cultivated to a billion dragons." Long Zifei likes to see other people's expressions of despair.

The power of the billion dragon body scared many people to stop.

After that, some people came up one after another.

As a result, they were all killed by beiqiong's random fist.

Thirty million true spirit, not a small number, for those present, it is not worth paying a life.

At the beginning of the Dragon ink, his face made do with it. As the people who came up to him were killed, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and his despair wound his whole body.

He knew that he had no chance in this battle.

Today's scene, I believe, will soon spread out. Even if it is not for these onlookers, his brother will add fuel to the fire and completely ruin his reputation.

In addition, his father, I'm afraid, will also reprimand himself.

For a while, the Dragon ink felt the sky falling down.

"Third brother, you'd better go home and hold a woman, ha ha ha ha ~ ~ ~ ~" long Zifei smiles triumphantly. He has already thought about it. He will let people spread the news later. His father also needs to talk about it. You can't play the battle of dragon list.The North dome killed people one after another. Longzifei believes that no one dares to come up. He is the fourth young master of the Dragon Palace.

Longzimo clenched his fist, and the blue veins on his hand burst out. Finally, he put it down.

He doesn't dare to do it!!!

If he can't get any benefits by himself today, he may be beaten upside down. If the white one turns black, he will be in a worse situation in the Dragon Palace.

"Who said just now that we can win him, we have 30 million real hands!"

Just then, there was a sound coming from outside.

When longzimo was in despair, he heard the voice and raised a hope.

"Ben Shao."

No matter who the visitor is, longzimo wants to vent his breath. He can't breathe out, and he can't sleep and eat well!

When the visitor saw a black robed man come up and look at the realm of CAI Da Luo Jinxian, he could not help shaking his head in disappointment.

"Ha ha ha ha, there is less laughing death. The realm of Da Luo Jinxian, my good third brother, you are more and more useless." Longzifei laughed heartily.

Dragon ink face more ugly.

"What are you laughing at? Believe me or not. I'll kill you with one punch."

The black robed man was furious and released a terrible breath.

"Thirty million true spirit, defeat this guy? What about killing each other? How much do you give? "

One of the terrible breath.

Some skills!

The Dragon son Mo originally wants to refuse, but the words to the mouth, and changed his mouth, "kill him, this gives you less than 50 million true spirit."

The man in black suddenly laughed, "my father said right. It's easy to get money from big cities. If you kill one person, you will have 50 million real spirits. If you kill two people, you will not have 100 million real spirits."

When they heard this, they were stunned.

Dare you, this is a rookie. You can say anything.

You really think 50 million yuan is so easy to earn.

"Who ~ ~ ~ ~ come up and let me kill you with one blow!"

The black robed man turned a blind eye to all the people's words, excitedly facing the North dome, and hooked his fingers. He was full of provocation.

People are speechless. The northern Poor's divine power has reached a billion dragons. You can be killed by every move. Provocation is not so provocative.

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