Advanced plane, Luochen plane.

After three years of killing and destroying seventy-six planes, a large number of strong people were forced into Luo Chen plane by Long Fei.

Over the past three years, the strong men have been killed by Long Fei and are suffering. Now they only hate why they don’t have two legs long, and even more hate why they were obsessed with provoking Long Fei, the butcher.

With Long Fei's absolute speed and instant killing methods, the powerful people could not beat them, could not escape, and were almost desperate.

Long Fei's killing over the past three years has completely put the hat of a butcher on himself. In the entire prehistoric universe, when it comes to the name of a butcher, everyone knows that this refers to Long Fei. People call Long Fei a butcher, not because they hate Long Fei, but because they respect. The word butcher has now become Long Fei's patent, and others are not qualified to use it at all.

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"Long Fei, let us go! As long as you let us go, whatever you say is what you say!"

The same words have been spoken from countless powerful people facing Long Fei over the past three years, but Long Fei never paid attention to them and still did his own way.

"Let us go! Let us swear! From now on, we will follow our orders!"

During these three years, some surrendered to Long Fei and some surrendered to Long Fei, but Long Fei never accepted it. Long Fei never said a word in the past three years, only killing.

Although all the strong men knew that the probability of Long Fei letting him go is very slim, in the face of precious lives, everyone had to take the slightest chance of taking a chance.

What surprised and surprised the strong men was that this time Long Fei really stopped and his scarlet eyes were looking back and forth.

"I can let you go. Unless you sign a contract with me for master and servant, I am the master and you are the servant! Otherwise, you will all be buried with my dead brothers!" Three years of killing finally calmed down Long Fei's heart. Although Long Fei still couldn't accept that fact, the fact was the fact after all.

At this moment, Long Fei looked at the tens of millions of strong people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of palpitation. The number of strong people who siege him three years ago was more than tens of millions of people now, but now there are only tens of millions of people left. Long Fei had no idea how many people he had killed in three years.

"Master-Servant Contract?"

The strong men were in an uproar. You should know that once the master-servant contract was signed, his wealth and life would be completely in Long Fei's hands. Moreover, once Long Fei died, he would die with him, but his own death would have no effect on Long Fei at all.

The multiple-choice question that Long Fei gave out stumped all the strong, life and freedom for a moment, which was really a difficult choice.

"Give you five minutes to think about it. Those who are willing are on my left, and those who are unwilling are standing there. I will give you a pleasure!" Long Fei said coldly, starting the time at any time.

"Long Fei, I can sign a master-servant contract with you, but you have to guarantee that after signing the contract, you cannot deliberately let me be cannon fodder. I must have a certain choice, otherwise I will die at the same time, so why should I be restrained with you!" At this time, someone from the strong suggested.

Long Fei glanced at everyone and said coldly: "I have given you the right to choose, either die or become my servant, and my servant does not need the right to choose! Remind you that you still have four minutes, and this is your last chance."

Long Fei's toughness made the strong men take a breath of air, and they immediately filtered different choices and different endings in their minds.

Time passes by minute by minute. When making choices, especially when making difficult choices, time always passes quickly.

"You have the last minute to walk to my left hand, only this minute!" Four minutes later, Long Fei looked at everyone and said coldly.

"I signed it!"

Some of the strong men finally made a choice, and under the pressure of death, he chose to surrender.

"I signed it too!"

The person who takes the lead in signing a master-servant contract with Long Fei is like a sharp arrow, a sharp arrow that can crush the dignity of the strong.

More and more strong people choose to stand on Long Fei's left hand.

"Time is here!"

When Long Fei shouted these three words, millions of people were standing neatly on his left.

Long Fei was already very satisfied with this result, and Long Fei never expected that all the strong people present would be willing to give up their dignity and freedom.

In Long Fei's opinion, the multiple-choice question he gave was actually correct.

The killing started again, and Long Fei did not hesitate at all. Long Fei had decided to use the Luo Chen plane as the end of the killing.

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Over Luo Chen plane.

Chizhe and six old men in white were now looking down at Long Fei's every move in the sky.

"Brother, aren't we here to stop Long Fei from killing?" Seeing that Long Fei raised the red sky hammer again but was indifferent, the old man Zi Ring finally couldn't help asking.

Chizhe shook his head: "Long Fei will not give up until he kills all these people. If we go down to stop him now, then we will be his enemy. Do you want to be Long Fei's enemy?"

The old men in white shook their heads quickly. Not to mention that Long Fei was a great opportunity for him, even if Long Fei was nothing, everyone would not want to have such an enemy. This was simply a nightmare. Over the past three years, Long Fei's every move has clearly fallen into the eyes of the old men in white. Therefore, for the old men in white, no one can offend Long Fei.

"Then watch it carefully. I will take action when the time comes!" Chizhe glanced at everyone and nodded in satisfaction.

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Three days later, except for the millions of strong men who chose to sign a master-servant contract with Long Fei, there were only tens of thousands of other strong men left to support them at this moment.

The entire Luo Chen plane was already full of holes and corpses were floating everywhere.

"Long Fei, let us go, we are willing to sign a master-servant contract with you." Under the shadow of death, the strong men finally discovered that compared to death, dignity and freedom are simply bullshit.

Long Fei smiled slightly, pointed to the millions behind him who chose to sign a contract with him for master and servant and smiled: "Look, I already have millions of servants, there are too many, I'm afraid I can't afford it!" After saying that, Long Fei shook his head and raised his sky hammer, preparing to make his last move.

For Long Fei, there is no difference between having hundreds of thousands of servants more than having hundreds of thousands of servants less. If it were the beginning, Long Fei might have considered it. After all, there are tens of millions of people, but now there are only hundreds of thousands of people left, which is no longer worth letting Long Fei take back his words.

"Long Fei, stop!"

Just as Long Fei was about to take action, a familiar voice suddenly came. Long Fei couldn't help but pause, and then took back the Sky Hammer.

The next moment, seven old men in white who looked exactly the same fell between Long Fei and hundreds of thousands of strong men.

"Purple Old in White?" Long Fei looked at the seven twin old men in front of him in shock, and was not sure which one was the real Purple Old for a moment.

"Long Fei, let me introduce you to you. This is my elder brother!" The seven old men in white wearing purple rings walked to Long Fei with a smile and pointed at the red ring and said to Long Fei.

"You?" Long Fei was a little confused for a moment. The seven old men were so similar.

"We are twin brothers! If you want to distinguish between seven brothers, you have to look at the ring on our hands!" The old man in white clothes said, giving a thumbs up and signaling Long Fei to look at the ring on his hand.

"Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, blue?" Long Fei glanced at the rings on the hands of the seven old men in white and immediately guessed the sorting.

"Smart!" Zi Lao nodded and smiled.

Long Fei immediately took a breath of air. It was already a rare thing for seven twin brothers, not to mention that six out of the seven were the main gods and one of the highest ones. The probability of this was incredibly low.

"I wonder what the seven old men in white are coming today? Could it be that the seven people in the Great Desert Alliance will send me seven people to capture me?" Long Fei looked at the seven people vigilantly and asked.

"Long Fei, don't worry! My seven brothers have no intention of making things difficult for you. Come today and just announce the decision of the alliance to you!" Chizhe walked up to look at Long Fei and said.

"Let me tell me!" Long Fei also knew in his heart that the prehistoric alliance would definitely not allow him to continue to kill without restrictions. This day was already within Long Fei's expectations, and it had far exceeded Long Fei's psychological expectations.

The Red Nodded, then turned around and glanced at the hundreds of thousands of strong men.

"Listen, I am one of the five supreme great men of the prehistoric alliance, the Red One. Today I will announce the resolution of the alliance."

"Greetings to Lord Chizhe!"

Hundreds of thousands of strong men seemed to see a savior at this time, and their faces were filled with excitement for surviving the disaster.

Chizhe paused and then said, "The alliance decided that Long Fei would stop killing immediately and do not blame him. The rest of the country will not be allowed to attack Long Fei for this reason in the future. Those who violate the crime will be killed without mercy!"

"Sir Xie Chizhe!"

Hundreds of thousands of strong men immediately knelt down and thanked him. For hundreds of thousands of strong men, it was a blessing to escape this disaster. It was too late to see Long Fei hide in the future, so how could he dare to cause trouble for Long Fei unless there was a pitfall in his mind.

"Long Fei, do you have any objections to this decision?" Chizhe turned around and asked Long Fei.

"Since it was the decision made by the league, what's the use of my opinion?" Long Fei sneered, but he was quite satisfied with the result. After all, there are only these hundreds of thousands of strong men left, and there is no threat to him.

"Long Fei, since you are not satisfied with this, then I wonder if you are satisfied with this?" Chizhe suddenly smiled slightly, and then suddenly flashed towards hundreds of thousands of strong people.

During a few breaths, hundreds of thousands of strong men died, and the red man returned to Long Fei and looked at Long Fei with a smile.

Long Fei frowned, and he really couldn't guess what the motive for the Red One was to do this, and he didn't understand why the Red One wanted to please him. For a moment, countless thoughts broke out in Long Fei's mind.

"Sir Chizhe, you are..." Although Long Fei didn't know the purpose of Chizhe doing this at the moment, he also understood that the seventh elder in white was not only not hostile to him, but also seemed a little too friendly.

ps: Brothers with tickets, please hurry up and give me a few cigarettes. So far, I have only got two tickets for smoking. It's so embarrassing...
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