At this time, the only Eastern cultivators present were Long Jiuyao, Chaos and White Tiger, while there were more than ten or twenty cultivators in the Western Continent.

Let Long Jiuyao have all kinds of magic weapons and exercises in his body, and there are so many people who move his hands, one person and one punch can beat him half to death.

"Boy, obediently hand over the power of Thor to me, I can keep you from dying!"

"Yes, hand over the power of Thor, keep you from dying, and let you leave the East alive. ”

“......”

The cultivators of the Western Continent surrounded them with ill intentions, and their eyes showed a fierce light.

"Boy, it's not easy to do, I'm afraid the three of us will have to explain here today. Chaos stepped back and clinged to Long Jiuyao's side.

He stood by Long Jiuyao's side, not because of how much affection he had, but because the cultivators of the Western Continent were too xenophobic.

Originally, there were nearly ten Eastern cultivators in the eighteenth layer of hell, but they were all killed by the cultivators of the Western Continent, and he was close to Long Jiuyao just to protect himself.

"Boy, don't worry, I will definitely stand by your side just now, even if I die, I will die together!"

Long Jiuyao originally thought that the White Tiger was bragging, and knew that in his spare time in the future, he would listen to Chaos talk about when everyone had just been imprisoned in the eighteenth layer of hell.

With his own strength, the White Tiger was able to destroy more than a dozen cultivators in the Western Continent! After hearing this news, Long Jiuyao's admiration for him was leisurely.

At this time, facing the cultivators of the Western Continent, Long Jiuyao didn't show any panic, took a step and looked at the cultivators and said, "Big brothers, I can hand over the power of the thunder god, but which of you is better for me to hand it over?"

Cultivators of the Western Continent: "???"

This is indeed a question, who is better to hand it over? Everyone wants this power, and with this power to cultivate, they can directly become the top powerhouse of the god realm from a god-level cultivator, on an equal footing with the main god.

It is not impossible to work hard, win the favor of everyone, and become the next Thor.

At this time, an old man in the crowd stood up and said, "Everyone, I think that as the first believer under the Dou God, I will hand over the power of the Thunder God to me, are you okay?"

The fighting spirit in the old man's body is indeed very strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first among these people, he has shameless capital, but there are still sober people in the crowd.

"You save it, the first believer under the God of Fighting wants to become the God of Thunder, thanks to what you said!"

"That is, if you want me to see it, I will kill Long Jiuyao, if anyone can be strong enough to the power of the thunder god, then it will naturally belong to him. ”

Everyone present knew that even if Long Jiuyao was really dead, it would be another bloody battle when he snatched the power of the Thunder God in his body.

But what can that be? Right now, the cultivators of the Western Continent have reached an agreement, if nothing else, they will kill Long Jiuyao first!

"Have you thought about it? I have already decided to hand over the power of Thor obediently, why do you want to be rough with me? Long Jiuyao still tried to discuss.

"Don't listen to his! Let's go up together and kill him!"

Seeing that the cultivators of the Western Continent were rushing towards him, Long Jiuyao was ruthless: "Damn, kill you!"

Seeing that the two groups were about to rush together, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

"The eighteenth layer of hell was originally the Heavenly Realm created by my Dongda Road, and you actually killed me Dongfang people on the land of my Dongda Road, are you really no one in my Dongdao?"

This roar almost didn't give the sky a quake! Long Jiuyao saw a hundred-zhang dragon rushing over from the distant sky.

Dragon Shuoda's Long Jiuyao flickered with cold light, and his body was covered with a trace of black gas, covered in hard scales.

The ancient black totem god of the East, on the same level as the holy dragon, cultivates to become a world-strong man who reaches the sky!

The huge dragon claws tore at the cultivators of the Western Continent, and suddenly the three of them were torn into a cloud of blood mist. Fang Cai's own situation was in danger, and Long Jiuyao was not embarrassed to start.

At this time, there is an oriental power, and he has the backing, so I'm afraid of a fart! Open the dantian realm and collect it!

Long Jiuyao opened up the Dantian Realm, and collected all the souls of the previous giants and the three cultivators into the Dantian Realm, and released the Heavenly Thunder Tiger by the way.

"Damn! It's too much! This guy blatantly absorbed the soul of my Western Continent cultivator and killed him!"

Long Jiuyao's actions really caused public anger, and a group of people rushed towards Long Jiuyao with anger on their faces.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

"Great Mighty Dragon!"

Long Jiuyao shouted twice and played two forbidden techniques in a row.

A large cold wind blew, the ground froze instantly, and a cultivator from the Western Continent was frozen into ice in an instant before he could dodge, and the rest of the cultivators hurriedly flew into the air in fright.

Then they watched as a dragon made of golden light descended from the sky, smashing the cultivator who had just been frozen into powder.

As soon as he took a look, on this side of the Western Continent, four were sacrificed in a blink of an eye, and the rest of the people looked at Long Jiuyao and Hei Yao, their eyes were shocked and angry.

"Hei Yao, don't deceive people too much, don't implicate my compatriots in the West for the grievances between you and me. ”

A cloud of golden light floated not far away, and the old pope floated in front of Hei Yao with a fearless face.

Hei Yao turned into a human form, a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking extraordinary, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it made people feel that something was not special.

Hei Yao pointed at the old pope's nose and scolded: "Let your grandma have a spiral spring and autumn serial rattle!"

Long Jiuyao was stunned for a moment, and thought: No, this is my line! How can this guy know such avant-garde swearing?

Now is not the time to dwell on those, those cultivators of the Western Continent saw that their backers were coming, and immediately stood behind the old Pope.

Long Jiuyao opened the dantian realm and said to Karoqi who was standing in the middle of the crowd: "Elf sister, there is about to be a fight, my dantian realm is safe, come in and stay for a while?"

Only then did everyone see clearly what the dantian realm in Long Jiuyao's body was like, there were mountains, rivers and forests, a living new world!

"Okay!" Kaloki was also generous, and flew into the dantian realm without hesitation.

"him!"

While everyone was still reminiscing about his dantian realm and did not react, Long Jiuyao sacrificed the mountain and river society map, waved his hands, and immediately covered the three cultivators.

Hei Yao turned his head, looked at Long Jiuyao with admiration in his eyes and said, "You young man doesn't talk about martial arts, but I like it!"

"Thank you seniors for the award, you guys do it first, I'll go in first and kill these few inside. Long Jiuyao said that he jumped into the map of the mountains and rivers......