The man in purple and others came to intercept Li Huanzhen and wanted to take away the rare divine artifact Dragon Marrow. It can be said that they were confident.
"The Purple Dragon Marrow is rare in the world. This bottle of divine liquid is worth more than four million kilograms. You are really timely, knowing that we need it very much." One of them smiled half-smilingly.
"There are a total of twelve drops of divine liquid. It's a bit difficult to distribute among the seven of us." Another person said casually, having enough time to relax, and had already regarded Li Huanzhen as his meal.
Jin Chixiao was calm and leisurely, pacing slowly with his hands behind his back, as if he had everything under control, and said: "He may not have other treasures on him. We can take stock of them when the time comes."
The man in purple next to him was calm and calm, with a calm and calm look on his face. He glanced at Li Huanzhen lightly and said, "Take him down first, and we will make a decision later."
"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon and can be pinched as much as you want?" Li Huanzhen snorted coldly and walked forward, approaching several people step by step.
At this time, he had nothing to fear from Jin Chixiao and the others. What he feared was only the four old men. They had all transcended the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and were the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land.
"There are four seniors here, and you still want to resist? You really don't know how to live or die!" One of them was happy, shaking his head and sneering.
Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and others retreated, not intending to confront him personally. They wanted the four supreme elders to suppress him, so they were very cautious.
"In the morning, when we met in that small restaurant, we didn't know you were a monk. Now that we're talking about the old story again, if you lead a horse for us, we may consider sparing your life."
"You don't have to worry about people like this. If they've ruined their cultivation and they're not that bad, if they want to survive, they should first kowtow and beg for mercy. I like to see others submit to submission."
The seven people stood in the distance, calmly and calmly, speaking humiliatingly, standing on the rocks and looking down at this place, with a sneer on their lips.
"You are just talking about it and you don't even have the courage to fight me, but you have to invite four immortals to take action." Li Huanzhen said coldly: "I think you will have to invite me wherever you go in the future. A godfather or godfather."
One of them had a frosty face and said, "I'll look at you so well in a while. If you kneel down and beg for mercy, your life will be worse than death."
Another person said in a sinister voice: "You are just a person who has transformed into a dragon for the third time. There is no one here who is weaker than you. They are just too lazy to fight with you."
Li Huanzhen ignored them, but looked at the four old people and said, "Four brothers, are these seven your grandchildren?"
One of them shook his head subconsciously, but in an instant he came to his senses and lowered his face and said, "Just use your words."
Jin Chixiao and others behind him all turned cold, and one of them said: "Take advantage of us and let you kneel to death.
"So they have nothing to do with the four of you. They are all sons of someone else's family. Why doesn't your grandpa come?" Li Huanzhen said with a smile.
The status of the seven people was extraordinary. They had never been ridiculed like this before. One of them stepped forward with a sinister look in his eyes and said, "I'm here to fight him and take a slave myself."
"What are you doing with him? Just ask the four seniors to suppress him. There is no need to let his blood stain our hands." Jin Chixiao shook his head and said, which was a kind of euphemism to stop him, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
"He knelt down without pressing it with my own hands. I always felt like something was wrong, and I felt uncomfortable all over!" As he spoke, he walked forward, and a golden trident appeared in the palm of his hand.
"brush"
The golden trident, which was only one inch long, was enlarged in his hand and reached one foot. It was filled with air-conditioning, and the golden divine light flowed, radiating with brilliance and auspicious colors.
This is an ancient weapon intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth. He holds it in five hands and kills it one after another, like a stormy ocean.
"Seniors, please stay back and let me recruit a slave myself!" He strode forward, passed the four old men, and then entered the field.
Li Huanzhen stood there calmly, saying nothing, but he was ready to take action.
"It's not too late to kneel down now, I will spare your life." This is the young master of an extremely powerful and ancient family in Beiyuan, and his cultivation level is in the fourth transformation of dragon transformation.
"Since you are looking for death, I will send you on your way!" Li Huanzhen finally moved, his figure erratic, like an immortal flying in the sky, light and agile but also very fast, extremely fast.
"Chi!"
The young master held a golden trident and struck with all his strength. The surroundings around him were like a golden ocean, a blaze of brilliance and fierceness, killing thousands of people.
Li Huanzhen's left hand turned into a golden heavenly tablet, and his right hand turned into a golden millstone, with runes flashing on it, as if two heavenly books were engraved on it. "Keng", "锵"
Two harsh sounds of metal clashing were heard. The golden monument and the millstone hit the golden soldiers that were coming. Sparks shot out and penetrated the gold and cracked the stone.
The light of the trident dimmed for a while, and two of its blades were broken off, leaving only the divine peak in the middle, which transformed from a large halberd into a golden war spear.
Behind, everyone changed their colors. Li Huanzhen broke a weapon intertwined with laws with his bare hands, shocking everyone, but it was too late to stop him.
"brush"
Li Huanzhen was so fast that he knocked down the golden millstone formed by his right hand, and various talismans and seals flashed on it, mysterious and unpredictable, as if he was interpreting an ancient scripture.
The young master was shocked. He had never thought that a person's physical body could be so powerful. It broke the edge of his golden weapon and forced him to approach.
"boom!"
He had to counterattack quickly, abandoning the "war spear" that could not be wielded at close range, and retreating "...while using both hands to defend against the enemy, buying himself time."
"puff"
Unfortunately, as soon as he raised his hands, he was beaten to pieces by Li Huanzhen, and both his arms were broken inch by inch and turned into a large piece of blood mist.
"boom"
Li Huanzhen pressed it down with his left hand. It was a golden celestial tablet with densely engraved innate patterns flashing on it, and he pressed it down.
The young master yelled, and his body suddenly fell down, like Mount Tai pressing down on top. He couldn't bear the heavy pressure and bent down.
"Plop"
He was so pressed that he couldn't move, and his legs were almost broken. As soon as they became weak, he involuntarily knelt on the ground. This was a humiliating posture.
Just now, he threatened to ask Li Huanzhen to kneel down, but as soon as they met, he was beaten to the ground by the other party, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Why do you want Tailor to be a slave?!" Li Huanzhen slapped him down, and the golden monument turned the young master's head into a rotten watermelon.
Then, he took the weapon that had become a golden war spear and stepped back. The dead body of the young master remained kneeling there, but his head was rotten.
The people behind him had no time to stop him. The four old men rushed over like tigers and wolves, activating a sea of magic power to suppress Li Huanzhen.
