Twin martial arts

120 billion, what is this concept?

You know, these 120 billion are all top-grade primordial stones.

A top holy weapon is only worth 2000 million, and the forger's famous top holy weapon is worth only 3000 million.

In the black market, please use a shady killer to kill a holy emperor, but it is only a million spirit stones.

For an emperor, the price tag on the black market is only 1000 million top-grade primordial stones. As for Shengjun and other figures, almost no one takes up this kind of task.

In the mundane world, a top-grade primordial stone is enough for an ordinary family of three to save a lifetime.

However, Tongtian actually lost 120 billion.

When the world heard this number, they all clicked their tongues.

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

How come I didn't see this prodigal like Tongtian before?

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

All kinds of rumors are very unfavorable to Tongtian.

In just a short time, Tongtian became the number one prodigal son in the world.

Regardless of any title, commendatory or derogatory, as long as the prefix is ​​the best in the world, it is very remarkable.

Tongtian doesn't know these things yet, because now he is trapped in the house by a group of emperors demanding debts.

Naturally, these emperors would not be as noisy as hooligans, but there was an obvious reason for surrounding Tongtian in the middle.

If Tongtian doesn't take money today, don't even think about leaving.

The Golden Dragon Emperor's eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to slap Tongtian to death many times, but he held back and asked, "Your Highness, procrastinating like this is no solution, you have to say how to solve it."

Tongtian was at a loss for his mind at this time, and even the brilliance in his eyes was about to fade.

When in his life had he experienced such a thing?

Where is the arrogance and arrogance of the past?Little by little.

In fact, he even thought in his heart that as long as these emperors give him a few days' grace, he would even be 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, and each cultivator held a few talisman rings in his hands.

"Brother."

All day weeping.

From being besieged by the emperors to now, his mood is more than just going to hell?

More than ten times.

How hopeless and sad that was.

Seeing my brother now, I feel sad from my heart.

It turned out to be howling.

Tianhong glanced at the emperors coldly, and comforted his younger brother, saying: "I fell down; get up, I am afraid that there will be no chance to get up."

After Tianhong comforted Tongtian, he sent someone to help him up, went outside, and said coldly: "You are fine."

The emperors naturally have no fear of Tianhong.

Leaving aside the status, this Tianhong is not as good as them, and his seniority is not as good as them, so of course he has no fear.

"You come to check the bill." Tianhong didn't say anything more, but spoke to a servant beside him.

The servant came out, respectfully took the receipts from the emperors, and carefully checked them one by one.

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

Soon, all 120 billion will be paid out.

"Is there anything else to say?" Tianhong felt a tearing pain in his heart.

120 billion, even if he is a celestial being, it is really hurting.

"His Royal Highness the Celestial Race." Jinlong Dijun smiled.

"It's really grand, but it's a windfall." Emperor You also smiled.

Tianhong's eyes were even colder: "Since the accounts have been checked, please go slowly, my emperor will not send them away."

The Golden Dragon Emperor and others laughed and left.

Their goal is not a bet.

Instead, he used the reason of the bet to make Tongtian stinky; at least let him be half useless.

"call"

Tianhong took a deep breath.

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

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

But that's impossible.

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

In a dark room.

"Brother, I'm done. My future, reputation, and ambition are all gone."

Tong Tian lost his mind and stuffed his head into his knees.

"That's exactly what they think of you." Tianhong stood in front of the low window, looking through the window at the drowsy sunset outside: "If you are really hit like this, it will be your loved ones, your enemies, and your enemies."

After saying this, he went out, came to the door, looked back, and said: "The priest values ​​you very much, and appointed you as the next god, but you also know that there are too many people who don't want you to take that position. Now that something like this has happened to you, the opinions of the clan will be even greater, cheer up, we brothers and sisters will support you."

The door opened and Tianhong walked out.

Tong Tian curled up on the bed, not knowing what to think.

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

The seventh realm, the Dragon Camp.

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

Moreover, the saint behind him who scolded him was not a kick.

Lin Fan, who was already struggling to move, often staggered and fell to the ground more than once.

And every time he staggered, loud laughter would erupt in the boundless barracks.

Lin Fan was indifferent, with an ancient indifference on his face, he didn't care about the laughter and insults, and slowly walked towards the handsome tent.

"You prisoner, kneel down to me!"

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

Lin Fan looked back, his eyes were dark, and from his pupils, horrible runes gushed out violently, which made the figure of the Holy Monarch utter a strange cry, and immediately stepped back seven or eight steps.

The face is blue and red!

This Lin Fan was shackled by the law, but a look in his eyes made him fall back, his heart was hurting!

Most importantly, he was still ashamed in front of so many big men in Shuai Zhang!

Unforgivable!

"It's just a crime, how dare you be arrogant in front of you big things? See if I don't teach you!"

The holy man roared, and he rushed forward.

It was only seven or eight steps away, but he actually brought up a strong wind, which was extremely fierce.

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 enemies, humiliate him as much as possible.

A cold light flickered in Lin Fan's eyes.

Don't say anything else.

This saint must be dead.

He was banned from law and dao fruit, but the power of the physical body remained.

Otherwise, he will definitely not be able to bear the shackles of living and law.

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

Many big figures also looked at this scene mockingly.

Everyone in this handsome account is basically an emperor-level figure whose heirs or disciples were beheaded by Lin Fan. Of course, there are also the top saints who are near the emperor.

They all smiled, happy to see the sinner who killed his dearest relatives humiliated.