Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 526 A Slave Is Always a Slave

A community has been established in the most prosperous area of ​​the imperial capital.

This community covers an area of ​​tens of mu, and every building in it is extremely luxurious, and the value is more than hundreds of millions.

Now in the council hall in the very center of the community, there are hundreds of members of the Long family standing.

All the members of the Long Family looked at the object placed at the front of the hall, a small pale yellow bead.

Now this small pale yellow bead is full of cracks, it seems that the bead will shatter when touched lightly, turning into tiny pieces and disappearing.

Beside this small pale yellow bead, stood a middle-aged man dressed in black with a black air all over his body.

The middle-aged man looked at the pale yellow bead full of cracks in front of his eyes, his eyes were full of anger.

Hundreds of members of the Long family below, looking at the middle-aged man with black air all over his body and his face full of anger, all lowered their heads, their eyes gleaming with anger.

The people of the Long family knew what it meant that the cracks in this pale yellow bead meant.

This means that Long Yu, the most evil genius of the Long family, also died on the way to kill Zheng Fan.

Now that two of the Long family's own sons have died in succession, the people of the Long family know that this is definitely a big event that will cause a sensation in the imperial capital.

After all, the Long family is the number one family in the imperial capital, and they have always been the only ones to kill others, so there is no one else to kill them.

Although the members of the Long family have their own little thoughts in their hearts, no one speaks.

Not even the faint sound of breathing can be heard, as if there is no one here, the silence is terrifying.

"Zheng Fan, I can't stop talking to you!" After a long silence, the middle-aged man with black air all over his body spoke, his words were extremely cold.

Many members of the Long family present were trembling like cold air entering their bodies, their legs were a little unsteady, and they almost fell to the ground.

Long Zhiyuan's eyes were indifferent, he glanced at the performance of the Long family members present, and said coldly: "Have you delivered the orders from the people in the imperial capital?"

Previously, the Long family had something to do, so they sent Long Dayu to Honglu Hotel to hold a meeting, so that the imperial family would obey their orders.

However, because of Zheng Fan's arrival, not only did the aristocratic families in the imperial capital fail to obey their orders, but they also lost Long Dayu's life in the imperial capital.

Listening to Long Zhiyuan's words, the members of the Long family knew that they could not continue to remain silent now.

Silence is that gold is useless in front of Long Zhiyuan, and it might even lead to murder.

A gray-haired old man came out of the crowd trembling slightly, looked at Long Zhiyuan, and said, "Follow the Patriarch's order, and have informed all the powerful families in the imperial capital."

After saying this, he added: "It is estimated that in a few minutes, the powerful families of the imperial capital will arrive."

Long Zhiyuan listened to the words of the old man of the Long family, snorted coldly and said: "Leave this matter to you, don't mess it up, or the family law will serve you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the light yellow bead full of cracks again.

The pale yellow beads seemed unable to bear the coercion emanating from Long Zhiyuan's body, and with a click sound, they turned into countless crystal clear fragments.

Looking at this scene, Long Zhiyuan clenched his fists tightly, and said in a cold tone: "Zheng Fan, the family heirloom of the Long family can't cure you, so I don't believe that even the real god-level powerhouse can't cure you."

After he finished speaking, he shouted sharply: "The thirteen guards of the Long family obey orders."

After hearing Long Zhiyuan's words, thirteen cold voices all shouted: "Here!"

After the words fell, the thirteen people were about 1.8 meters tall, wearing thick white armor, and holding heavy hammers in their hands, all stood up together.

When they stood up, the hall of the Long family trembled slightly as if there was an earthquake.

The people of the Long family looked at the thirteen men in heavy armor, and felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

Even though they knew that these 13 people would not do anything to them, they still couldn't help trembling when they thought of the horror of these 13 people.

"Come and kill Zheng Fan with me." Long Zhiyuan said coldly, and walked out of the hall.

Thirteen men wearing thick white armor and holding heavy hammers immediately followed Long Zhiyuan and walked out of the hall.

The members of the Long family watched this scene with doubts in their eyes.

You must know that with the strength of Long Zhiyuan's strong man in the divine realm, except for the birth of the Patriarch of the Guwu family, no one else can resist his offensive.

Now, in order to deal with Zheng Fan, not only did he take the shot himself, but he also asked the thirteen guards of the Long family to do the same.

Such a lineup is simply a waste.

If people from the ancient martial arts family knew about it, they would definitely provoke ridicule.

Even so, they didn't dare to persuade him, after all, Long Zhiyuan was used to being a loner, once someone said something that didn't suit him, no matter what the other party's status in the Long family was, he would be killed immediately.

When Long Zhiyuan led the thirteen guards of the Long family to the outside of the hall, he saw dozens of patriarchs from the noble and powerful families of the imperial capital coming here.

Every one of them has a noble status on weekdays, and they are all big figures in the vertical and horizontal directions.

Now that I come here, I don't even have a means of transportation, so I have to walk.

When this group of people saw Long Zhiyuan leading the thirteen guards of the Long family to go out, their eyes were full of panic.

Although they are all boss-level figures, they are all people who are terribly afraid of death.

"Mr. Long called me here this time, what's the matter?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Long, do you have any orders? Even if you ask your subordinates to come to us, why do you have to do it yourself?" Some people were flattering and put their status very low.

Long Zhiyuan listened to the words of the patriarchs of the powerful families in the imperial capital, and the cold expression on his face did not improve in the slightest.

With his hands behind his back, he said indifferently, "Go in, and someone will tell you what to do next."

In Long Zhiyuan's eyes, the status of this group of people is very humble, no different from slaves.

After all, the real identity of this group of people is the slaves of the ancient martial arts family.

The Long family came from the ancient martial arts family, so naturally they would not pay attention to the slaves of the ancient martial arts family.

Listening to Long Zhiyuan's words, the patriarch of the noble family in the imperial capital felt unhappy about being treated by Long Zhiyuan's gang, but no one refuted anything.

They all knew Long Zhiyuan's temper, he could live if he didn't say anything, and he would die if he babbled a few more words.

When this group of people was about to walk into the hall of the Long Family and ask the members of the Long Family what they wanted to tell them.

Suddenly, a cold breath emanated from Long Zhiyuan's body.

The black aura on Long Zhiyuan's body rolled violently like ocean waves.

He raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, and said coldly: "I was going to find you, but you came to the door by yourself."

(End of this chapter)