Text_Chapter 2607 Greed

There was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

This trace of coldness caused the temperature in the audience to drop sharply.

"It's going to be bad luck."

"Hahaha……"

"This kid is going to die!"

"The angel patrollers are all angry."

"Boy, no matter how strong you are, you are no match for the strongest of the Celestial Clan. Let's see how long you can keep jumping."

...

Many people secretly delighted in their hearts.

at the same time.

Brother Mozi transmitted his thoughts through voice transmission: "If he does something, we will save Junior Brother no matter what the price is. Do you understand?"

Sixteen Devils made eye contact, nodded heavily, and kept a forward leaning movement, ready to block the 'bullet' for Long Fei at any time.

On the surface, Long Fei seemed neither surprised nor happy, without any disturbance.

but.

His heart trembled faintly.

He couldn't bear such a sliver of coldness, and his thoughts tightly held onto the ten-story magic tower and the downgrade spray, as long as the patrolling angels pounced on him, he would strike with all his strength.

A second is like a year.

Time seems to be forbidden.

No one knows what will happen in the next second.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

It's as if the air is filled with gasoline, as long as there is a spark, it will explode and burn wildly.

But.

Just in such an instant.

The coldness in the angel patroller's eyes disappeared, and he said slightly: "The competition continues!"

The audience relaxed.

Long Fei's mind was also relaxed, and he let out a heavy breath, "This guy is too strong, and he may change at any time. My current strength...I'm afraid that even if I lower his three realms, I'm not a match for him."

He was crushed just by looking at him. If it was an attack, he believed that he would be caught in seconds with one move!

Zhao Wuji was slightly startled, and said: "Sir Patrolman, he obviously..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

The watchman raised his eyes and stared at Zhao Wuji coldly.

Before Zhao Wuji could react, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and he knelt on the ground in an instant, his expression extremely painful.

The angel patrol said coldly: "Is what I just said not clear enough?"

The audience no longer dared to make any sound.

Zhao Wou-ki knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move, he felt as if he would die in the next second.

Long Fei's pupils tightened.

The eyes of the patrolling angel who released this power were looking at him, which was a disguised warning, "Don't be too presumptuous!"

indeed.

Long Fei was too rampant.

The angel patrol was a little upset.

Here he is the king, the god who decides life and death.

It's not your turn to pretend to be aggressive in front of me. If you pretend to be aggressive again, a slap in the face is afraid of killing you.

but.

The patrolling angel's heart was also turned upside down, because... Long Fei's weapon refining technique was invisible to others, but he could see it clearly.

Long Fei's crafting techniques also carried ancient power.

His heart was more shocked than anyone else.

Because he knows better than anyone that the two ancient techniques of refining equipment and alchemy are completely different, even in the Celestial Clan, no one can master the ancient alchemy technique and the ancient weapon refining technique at the same time.

In a word.

This kid is completely inhuman!

He was full of doubts in his heart, "Such a genius... can't be described as a genius, he is simply a super monster. Why is such a person in such a low-level plane?"

"He must have the power of ancient inheritance, what exactly is it?"

"If this kind of power..."

His eyes tightened secretly.

The greed in my heart rises to my heart!

want to!

Anyone in the Hongmeng Realm dreams of having the power of an ancient inheritance.

He is a disciple of the Celestial Clan,

But his blood is not the blood of the Celestial Clan, he is just a disciple with a different surname from the Celestial Clan, and it is impossible to obtain the ancient inheritance.

All the ancient inheritances will be accepted by the disciples of the Celestial Clan's bloodline, even if they wait a hundred million years, it will not be his turn.

Now……

A ready-made owner of ancient inheritance power is in front of him, if he can absorb his power, then he...

My mind fluttered.

He knew what the consequences of devouring the ancient heritage would be.

Once discovered by the Celestial Clan, they will be hunted down to death.

But!

The angel patrol looked at Long Fei with complex expressions in his eyes.

Just then.

Yi Yourong made a slight sound, and said, "The refining is complete."

A long sword that was as black as ink and shone from all over her body quietly floated beside her.

Long Fei glanced sideways at Yi Yourong.

Her expression was still the same cold.

Zhao Haitian also said slightly, "Refining is complete!"

A warhammer was suspended in mid-air.

The weapon refining disciples of the top ten families have also completed one after another, but... the best refining is only the ground-level spiritual weapon, and half of them failed.

In the end, only Tong Shen was left.

He is mad.

His pupils were bloodshot, and he was on the verge of going crazy.

"I am the strongest genius!"

"My god-level talent, god-level blood, I am the most powerful."

"Ah,,, ah,,,"

screamed wildly.

But... for an instant, "Boom!"

The refining platform exploded, and the whole person was blown out by the strong true energy, the bun was scattered, the face was covered with dirt, and the sanity became unclear, "No, no, I am the genius, I am the genius!" ,I……"

immediately.

He ran back to the refining platform again.

However.

The angel patroller said coldly, "It's so noisy!"

The voice fell.

The child god's head was instantly cut off by a thin line!

The head rolled to the ground.

His eyes stared angrily, and he could not rest in peace.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

At the peak of the Mahayana, one look kills one's head instantly, how powerful is this angel patroller?

Not from the same world at all.

Long Fei secretly clenched his fists, not feeling any fear in his heart, but excited, that kind of... the excitement that he can reach the sky in one step if he explodes!

"This BOSS must be the ultimate BOSS. As long as I explode him, I will be able to pass the level and step into the Primordial Realm, right?"

"hey-hey……"

Long Fei couldn't help feeling the excitement in his heart.

Those disciples of Wuji Sect knelt on the ground one by one, not even daring to lift their heads.

They didn't even dare to fart when Master was killed.

Now Tong Shen was killed again, and so were they.

Zhao Guo's strongest sect is just a bunch of garbage who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The angel patrol didn't even look at Tong Shen, but said coldly: "The three of you forged all are god-grade weapons, of course they are at the level of this plane, and they are just a pile of scrap iron in the Primordial Realm."

"Continue to the next competition."

"in addition!"

"The disciples of the top ten families just step aside, don't waste time, you are all a bunch of waste."

The patrol angel said coldly.

The eyes of the top ten families and Zhou Yaozong tightened.

They all want to fight for it again, but the blood flowing from the child god is still hot. If anyone jumps out to say a few words, I'm afraid the end will be the same.

"Next game!"

The angel patrol looked at Long Fei and secretly said, "I want to see how much ancient art you know!"

"Don't be omnipotent?"