The dragon roared.

The soul was brutally suppressed, and the frightened eyes of the two revealed endless despair.

The other party is definitely not a Martial Saint.

Is it His Holiness?

Thinking of this, the two of them wanted to fan themselves to death.

It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke the Venerable.

It's just that.

If the other party is a Venerable, why should he hide his strength?

Idle and have nothing to do?

Want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

This kind of thing, if it were placed elsewhere, would be a bit of a saying.

If you put it here, unless your brain is squeezed by the door, otherwise, in such a cruel and bloody place, the stronger the strength, the more beneficial it will be to yourself.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

"We know it's wrong!"

Wrong?

Snort coldly!

Long Hao directly shattered the bodies of the two, and did not even ingest the souls of the two, but directly crushed them.

The three dignified second-level martial saints didn't even block the opponent's move, what kind of concept is this?

"Run!"

The remaining eight people immediately scattered and fled, and even the three bosses were not opponents of the other party, let alone them, only by finding a new boss could they continue to mix here.

Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future!

The anger in Long Hao's heart couldn't be suppressed at all, and he once again exerted his bloodline supernatural powers, and Long Yin imprisoned him.

The eight people originally thought that if they escaped separately, someone would leave alive, after all, the other party was just one person, and they couldn't conjure up eight clones and chase them down at the same time, which was completely nonsense.

The bloodline is supernatural, and the dragon is imprisoned.

In the minds of the eight people, a dragon groan sounded at the same time.

The soul shattered instantly, the body burst, and fell at the same time, without exception.

Long Hao's indifferent eyes were particularly sharp and cold.

When he came to the woman who had just been slaughtered, he looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and sighed deeply in his heart.

From the space ring, he took out a piece of clothing and put it on the woman's body, and then dug a pit to bury her.

"It seems that this man has just arrived in Sin City, otherwise he wouldn't have behaved like this."

"This mentality is dead!"

"Forget it, don't be nosy, save and so on and get into trouble."

The onlookers were talking about it one by one, but everyone could guess that the other party could kill three second-level martial saint realms in seconds, and his own strength was definitely not weak.

Here, soft-heartedness or kindness are fatal weaknesses, and sometimes, even their friends can't believe it, and stabbing in the back abounds.

Among the evils, there are three city lords, namely Han Fei, Liu Yue and Mao Chong.

Thereinto.

Han Fei's strength is the strongest, the seventh-level Heavenly Emperor level, controlling the East Gate and the Southwest, and Liu Yue and Mao Chong are both sixth-level Heavenly Emperor levels, respectively in charge of the South Gate and the North Gate.

"Brother, do you want to join us at the Lightning Gate?"

"Brother, don't go, if you don't join, I'm afraid you won't live tomorrow."

It's a headache, along the way, many people have invited Long Hao to join, so that although he can get his life guarantee temporarily, he will become cannon fodder.

Just choose to ignore it.

Looking at ignoring the invitations of all the teams, many people cursed in their hearts.

"Pretend, when you are driven out of Sin City, I want to see how you come to us on your knees and begging."

Many warriors who have just stepped into the city of sin, at the beginning, they were all bull~forced~ coaxing, with some spirit stones in their hands, and they didn't take anyone into their eyes at all, thinking that as long as they entered the city, they would be fine.

The city is safe, but there must be enough spirit stones, otherwise, whoever you are, you will be forcibly driven out.

At that time, some people were directly slaughtered, and some people were crying and shouting and kneeling on the ground, begging to join various forces, but the treatment was one day and one place, and at least the most basic humiliation could not escape.

Every time you enter the city, you need to spend a thousand spirit stones.

The whole city is full of warriors coming and going, and all kinds of stalls appear in various streets, which is very bustling and lively.

According to Long Hao's understanding of Sin City, eighty-five percent of all the industries in the city belonged to the three major city lords, and the remaining twenty percent were possessed by some powerful emperor-level realms.

After all.

Even the three major city lords can't monopolize all the business.

A dazzling array of various commodities are all over the stalls, entering the city, Long Hao is very leisurely watching, squatting down from time to time to see if there is anything he can see.

The general price of things in the city is higher than that of other cities, and there are roughly two reasons: first, it is a long way to transport goods from other cities to the city, and secondly, it is impossible for anyone who comes to Sin City to leave for some goods.

In the city, there is also a phenomenon, that is, even if you have spirit stones, buy good things, and wait until you leave, once you are slaughtered, the things belong to other people, this phenomenon, the three city lords never ask.

Selling martial arts?

Seeing that someone was selling all kinds of martial arts, Long Hao squatted down curiously and looked through the books.

"Wait, brother, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't buy it, you can't buy it, you read it all like this, you remember it all, and I still sell a hair."

didn't continue to flip through, Long Hao knew that most of the martial arts sold on the stalls were worthless low-grade martial arts.

was about to leave, when suddenly, Long Hao stared at a very tattered booklet.

Picked it up and opened it gently, although the name of the martial arts was not marked, Long Hao still recognized it at first glance, and the martial artist recorded in the booklet in his hand was the Taiwu Honghuang Sutra.

Taiwu Honghuang Sutra, Volume III.

I am very curious, how can the Zhenzong of Taiwu Sect appear in Sin City, and it is still the third volume, and my luck is too good.

"How many spirit stones are this?"

"A million spirit stones."

Long Hao's eyes instantly turned cold, the other party was really a lion's mouth, a martial art that no one cared about, and he dared to ask for a million spirit stones with him.

"Value?"

"Boy, let me tell you, my martial arts here are all top-level martial arts, one million spirit stones, I still give you a six-fold discount, if you don't want to buy it, get out immediately, don't hinder me from doing business."

If it were other martial arts, Long Hao would of course choose to give up, one million spirit stones, unless he was really wronged, but Taiwu Honghuangjing, in order to get this mastery, he would rather be imprisoned in the realm and hand over life and death to the Taiwu royal family.

According to what the ancient evil and the master said, the Ancient Flood Sutra was very important to him, and even at this moment, he didn't figure out what the Ancient Flood Sutra was important to him.

There was a hint of murderous intent on his indifferent face, but Long Hao finally endured it.

Killing is strictly forbidden in Sin City, and whoever dares to break the rules will be directly wiped out by the city guards.

(End of chapter)