Although Huang Xiaolong was ignored by the other party, he was not angry, but sat on the back of the red-flame black unicorn with interest and looked at both sides.

The Black Ant Tribe Wu Yixi and the Brutal Soul Sect Tan Zhiming should be both Supreme Elders.

Wu Yixi is in the late stage of the sixth level of the Heavenly King, and Tan Zhiming is in the midst of the Heavenly King. Their strengths are similar. Judging from the strengths of the disciples of the Black Ant Clan and the Tyrant Soul Sect, both sides should be almost the same.

"I will give you 800,000 low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones." Tan Zhiming, the tyrant sect, gritted his teeth and said to Wu Yixi, the Black Ant Tribe: "As long as you and your Black Ant Tribe disciples leave, I will give you 800,000 low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones."

Eight hundred thousand!

The increase of 300,000 suddenly made Tan Zhiming feel a little painful.

However, he also knew that if he continued to fight like this, it would be of no benefit to both sides.

The black ant tribe Wu Yixi heard the Fang and smiled coldly: "I'm still saying that, I'll give you 800,000 low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, and you give me the things."

Tan Zhiming, the face of the tyrant sect, changed and said angrily: "Wu Yixi, don't bully people too much. I discovered the things first. You got 800,000 low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones for no reason. Do you think it's not enough? You can't be too greedy for human beings. Okay, I'll give you a million low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, and you and your Black Ant Tribe disciples leave."

Wu Yixi, the Black Ant Tribe, smiled: "To put it nicely, I got 800,000 Low-grade Chaos Spirit Stone for no reason? Then why don't you say that you got the Bodhi seed for no reason! Okay, it's not impossible to let me and my Black Ant Tribe disciples leave. Give me 10 million Low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones and we will leave!"

Ten million!

When the disciples of the Brutal Soul Sect heard that Wu Yixi's lion spoke loudly, they were furious.

Tens of millions of low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, even if they smashed all the treasures in the Treasure House of the Tyrannical Soul Sect, they could not make up 10 million. The other party clearly felt that it was a tough problem. Wu Yixi had never thought about "reconciliation" since the beginning.

Huang Xiaolong saw the two sides bargaining there, and couldn't help but find it interesting and said casually: "Two, let's do this, I will give you ten million low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, and give me the Bodhi seeds, how about it?"

Everyone on both the Black Ant Clan and the Tyrant Soul Sect were stunned, and they all turned their heads suddenly and looked at Huang Xiaolong.

The black ant tribe Wu Yixi suddenly laughed, his laughter was very harsh. He looked at Huang Xiaolong with a roar, "Boy, you're very brave, you dare to joke with us."

In his opinion, it is impossible for a Tianjun to be able to produce tens of millions of low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones in the middle stage of the fifth level, and the other party is joking about them.

Not only Wu Yixi thought so, but also Tan Zhiming, the disciples of the Brutal Soul Sect, also thought so.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" A master of the Fierce Soul Sect who was at the peak of the late fifth-level Tianjun, standing next to Tan Zhiming, couldn't help but feel angry, his figure flashed, and his fists suddenly rushed towards Huang Xiaolong.

Because the lion of the Black Ant Tribe Wu Yixi just asked for 10 million, the disciples of the Tyrant Soul Sect had already suppressed their anger. Now seeing Huang Xiaolong inciting, the master of the Tyrant Soul Sect vented his anger on Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the master of the Fierce Soul Sect who was at the peak of the late fifth stage of the Tianjun, and smiled coldly. The other party was about to vent his anger and chose the wrong person.

Huang Xiaolong did not use artifacts such as the Scepter of Light, and raised his hand and punched him casually.

boom!

A shock sound.

Just when the members of the Storm and the Black Ant Clan thought that Huang Xiaolong was knocked down by the Storm Master, the Storm Master screamed and flew backwards and fell to the distance. When they landed, they collapsed there, motionless, exhaling more than inhaling.

Everyone was stunned.

Tan Zhiming, the face of the tyrant clan, became gloomy. He could see that the Supreme Elder of the Brutal Soul Sect had all the divine bones in his body had been completely shattered by the other party, and even his internal organs were shattered.

"Who are you? I dare to seriously injure my Supreme Elder of the Brutal Soul Sect!" Tan Zhiming, the Brutal Soul Sect, looked at Huang Xiaolong with cold eyes.

At this time, the black ant tribe Wu Yixi laughed, clapped his palms, and praised Huang Xiaolong with admiration: "You are so powerful, I admire you. How about we join forces? You and I will join forces to kill Tan Zhiming. Of course, our black ant tribe will not treat you badly. I will give you a million low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones, how about it?"

Fearing that Huang Xiaolong refused, Wu Yixi said again: "Our Black Ant Clan will also invite you to give you the identity of an honorary Supreme Elder."

"The honorary Supreme Elder of the Black Ant Clan?" Huang Xiaolong laughed and laughed happily.

When Wu Yixi saw Huang Xiaolong’s smile, he also smiled: “That’s right, it’s the honorary Supreme Elder of our Black Ant Clan. With your talent and my recommendation, you will definitely become the honorary Supreme Elder of our Black Ant Clan. After some tests, you may become the supreme elder of our Black Ant Clan.”

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled, and said with a serious look on his face: "Actually, I am here to kill your patriarch this time."

Wu Yixi was stunned, Tan Zhiming was stunned, and the disciples of the other two sects were stunned.

Wu Yixi laughed: "What did you say? Are you here to kill our patriarch? Do you know who our patriarch is?"

Other black ant disciples smiled.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong raised his hand, stretched forward, and took a shot. Wu Yixi felt a terrifying force of absorption that made him fly towards Huang Xiaolong involuntarily.

Wu Yixi was absorbed in front of Huang Xiaolong, and the devouring power of Huang Xiaolong's Supreme Demon God's Demonic God's Supreme Divine Character was activated. Suddenly, Wu Yixi dried up at a terrifying speed. All the divine power, all essence, blood, and all the vitality in his body were swallowed by Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong threw it away casually, and Wu Yixi's body fell into the distance, his eyes wide open, and he felt extremely frightened.

All this happened too quickly, and all the Black Ant disciples did not react at all. Everyone looked at Wu Yixi's corpse with disbelief.

"Your patriarch? I know, my name is Liao Yuan." Huang Xiaolong's indifferent voice sounded.

What he wants to kill is Liao Yuan, of course, not just Liao Yuan!

Tan Zhiming woke up, looked at Huang Xiaolong, took a breath of air, and looked horrified. Before, he, like Wu Yixi, thought Huang Xiaolong could seriously injure his Supreme Elder of the Brutal Soul Sect with one punch, and his strength should be about the same as him, and Wu Yixi, otherwise Wu Yixi would not invite Huang Xiaolong to join forces.

Now he realized that his thoughts just now were simply outrageously wrong.

At this moment, suddenly, the Black Ant disciples shouted and turned around and fled together.

Huang Xiaolong didn't move any more. The Red Flame Black Kirin raised his front leg and stepped down into the void ahead. Suddenly, nearly a hundred black ant disciples all fell from the sky and were directly stepped into the ground, leaving no sound.

Tan Zhiming and the disciples of the Brutal Soul Sect broke down.

Huang Xiaolong turned around, looked at Tan Zhiming, and smiled and said, "What do you think of my suggestion just now?"

suggestion?

Tan Zhiming looked at Huang Xiaolong's smile, but he was chilling and didn't understand Huang Xiaolong's meaning for a moment.
Chapter completed!