Chapter 1851: He's Dead

One billion and two billion, what is this concept?

You must know that these 12 billion are all top-grade yuan stones.

A top-notch holy soldier is only 20 million, and the forger is a well-known top-notch holy weapon, and it is only 30 million in the sky.

In the black market, please use a shady killer to kill a Holy Emperor, and it is only a million spirit stones.

An emperor, in the black market, the price is only 10 million top-grade yuan stones, as for the saint monarch and other figures, almost no one takes this kind of task.

In the world, a superb yuan stone is enough for an ordinary family of three to save a lifetime.

However, this Tongtian lost 12 billion.

When the world heard the number, they were smacking their tongues.

It is estimated that in this world, only the heirs of gods such as Tongtian dare to be so extravagant and generous, and the bets are in the millions.

Why didn't you see such a loser before?

If he is really in charge of the Celestial Race, it will be interesting, I don't know how long the Celestial Race, which has been glorious for thousands of years, and traversed the annals of history after the Divine War, can be defeated by him.

All kinds of rumors are very unfavorable to Tongtian.

In just a short period of time, Tongtian has become the number one loser in the world.

No matter what the title, praise or derogation, as long as the prefix is the first in the world, it is very remarkable.

Tongtian didn't know these things yet, just because now he was blocked in the house by a group of emperors to ask for debts.

These emperors naturally don't make a fuss like ruffians*, but invisibly, they surround Tongtian in the middle, and there is obviously a truth.

If you don't take money today, don't think about leaving.

The Golden Dragon Emperor's eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to slap the sky to death many times, but he couldn't help it, and he asked: "Your Highness, it's not a way to drag it out like this, how to solve it, you have to say." ”

At this time, the six gods had no owner, and even the brilliance in their eyes was about to fade.

When in his life had he ever experienced something like this?

The arrogance and arrogance of the past are still there?

In fact, he was even thinking in his heart that as long as these emperors gave him a few days, he was even willing to be a cow or a horse.

"Is this lesson enough?"

At this moment, Tianhong came, and behind him, more than a dozen cultivators followed, each of whom held a few talismans in his hands.

"Brother. ”

Tears flowed all over the world.

From being besieged by the emperors to the present, his mood is not just to go to hell again?

More than ten times.

How desperate and sad it was.

Now when I see my brother, I suddenly feel sad.

It turned out to be a howling cry.

Tianhong glanced at the emperors coldly, and comforted his younger brother, saying: "I fell; ”

Tianhong comforted Tongtian, and sent someone to help him up, walked out, and said coldly: "You are very good." ”

The emperors are naturally not afraid of the sky.

Regardless of identity, this Tianhong realm is not as good as them, and the generation is not as good as them, so of course there is no fear.

"You check the bills. Tenhiro didn't say anything more, and spoke to a servant beside him.

The servant walked out, respectfully took the bills in the hands of the emperors, and carefully checked them one by one.

Whenever he checked the truth and the number, someone would respectfully present a talisman to the corresponding emperor.

Soon, 12 billion, all the compensation was completed.

"But what else do you have to say?" Tianhong's heart was tearing in pain.

One billion and two billion, even if he is a celestial race, it is really nerve-wracking.

"His Highness the Celestial Race. The Golden Dragon Emperor smiled.

"It's really atmospheric, but it's a windfall. Emperor Yu also smiled.

Tianhong's eyes were even colder: "Since the accounts have been counted in person, then you will go slowly, and the emperor will not send it." ”

The Golden Dragon Emperor and the others laughed and left.

Their goal is not a bet.

Rather, it is a reason to bet on the grounds that it will stink all over the world, or at least make him half ruined.

"Hoo ......"

Tianhong took a deep breath.

The Golden Dragon Emperor wanted to kill Tongtian more than once.

He Tianhong didn't want to directly kill these emperors.

But that can't be.

As mentioned earlier, the Celestials are not ready for a civil war.

In a dimly lit room.

"Brother, I'm done, my future, my reputation, and my ambitions are gone. ”

Lost in his soul, he shoved his head into his knees.

"That's what they want from you. Tianhong stood in front of the low window and looked at the dim sunset outside through the window: "If you are really hit by this, it is the relatives and the enemies who are happy, and you can control it yourself." ”

After saying this, he walked out, came to the door, looked back, and said: "The priest values you very much, and appoints you as the next god, but you also know that there are too many people who don't want you to ascend to that position, and now that this kind of thing has happened to you, the opinions of the clan will be greater, cheer up, we, brothers and sisters, will support you." ”

The door opened, and Tenhiro walked out.

Tongtian was curled up on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps, it is a metamorphosis, perhaps, it is the end of eternity.

The Seventh Level, the Dragon Choke Camp.

Lin Fan carried the shackles of the law, and every step he took would leave deep footprints on the hard soil.

Moreover, the sage behind him who scolded him for his miscellaneous was not kicked.

made Lin Fan, who was already struggling to move, stumble from time to time and fell to the ground more than once.

And every time he stumbled, the boundless barracks would erupt in earth-shattering laughter.

Lin Fan was indifferent, his face was eternal indifference, he didn't care about these jokes and bullies, and slowly walked towards the handsome tent.

"You prisoner, kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

The saint behind him shouted violently, the moment he stepped into the tent.

Lin Fan looked back, his eyes were lunar, and from which eyes, the terrifying runes poured out wildly, and it actually made the Holy Monarch figure scream strangely, and he stepped back seven or eight steps in a row at the moment.

The face is blue and red!

This Lin Fan was trapped and locked by the law, but a look in his eyes made him fall back, and his heart was sad!

The most important thing is to lose face in front of so many big people in the handsome tent!

Unforgivable!

"Just a crime, in front of all the big things, you dare to be arrogant?

The Sage roared, and he rushed in.

The distance of seven or eight steps was only seven or eight steps, and he was brought up by Gangfeng, and Gangfeng was extremely powerful.

He raised his foot and kicked Lin Fan's knee fiercely.

To break Lin Fan's legs.

Let Lin Fan kneel in this handsome tent, in front of many great enemies, and humiliate him as much as possible.

Lin Fan's eyes flickered with coldness.

Don't say anything else.

This sage must be dead.

He was banned from the Law and Dao Fruit, but the power of his flesh remained.

Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to carry the yoke of peace and law.

It's just that this law flail is really terrifying, and the gravity on it increases with the passage of time.

Many big things also looked at this scene with ridicule.

All of you in this handsome tent are basically emperor-level figures who were killed by Lin Fan or their heirs or disciples, and of course, there are also the top saints of the emperor.

They all smiled and were glad to see the sinner who had killed his loved one be humiliated.