Billion-fold return: With your hands in your pockets, there is no rival!

The fruit was floating not far above the heads of the two people fighting, emitting a hazy light. Su Changge was quick-witted and flew here to grab the fruit, raising his hand to stuff it into his mouth.

But at this moment, he suddenly found a blue-clothed monk cursing at him.

"Who are you? You dare to take my things, I will slap you to death!"

"Yes, where did you jump out of? You dare to snatch our things. Are you looking for death?"

The two monks who were fighting were all angry. If this person came out to take advantage, it would be fine, but this skirt is bad. We haven't decided the winner yet, and you just start eating our things without mercy. You are really looking for death.

They both laughed in anger.

"What?" Su Changge looked at them with interest.

"Tell you, hand over the fruit, otherwise I will make you regret coming to the world." The sage king of the Golden Age.

"Hurry up, otherwise I will really slap you to death!" The other person also jumped up and down in anger.

As he spoke, waves of terrifying cultivation auras erupted, making the space rustle and surge.

Su Changge didn't even blink, pretending that he didn't hear the threats from the two people, and ate the fruit directly.

With a gulp, the fruit entered his body.

In an instant, Su Changge felt warm, as if he was soaking in a hot spring. The spiritual energy in his body surged to a new level again, and his strength increased greatly. He was only a little away from the next level of cultivation.

He was surprised to find that such a fruit was worth 30 trillion top-grade spirit stones!

Su Changge was overjoyed and beamed.

At this time, everyone else at the scene was stunned. They stood there like dementia, staring at Su Changge intently.

No one could have thought that in the public eye, no one got any benefit, but was eaten by a person openly, which made them all shocked and heartbroken.

"We have been waiting here for a long time, but in the end, these two people didn't decide the winner, and the fruits of victory were taken away by others?"

"Damn, what is this, are you looking for death!"

The two bystanders were extremely angry and jumped up on the spot.

The others also felt uncomfortable, as if their things were taken away by others, and their hearts were bleeding.

The other party was completely arrogant, which was disgusting.

As for the two people who were fighting, they almost had fire in their eyes for a moment, and their anger was burning.

They had fought for so long, but they didn't expect that someone would eat the things they fought for. They fought in vain!

What's more important is that this person actually ate the things in front of everyone, without mercy, and didn't take them seriously at all. It was disgusting to the extreme!

"How dare you eat our things? You are looking for death!" The Saint King of the Golden Age burst out with his cultivation, picked up a bloody big knife and rushed over.

But suddenly, at this moment, a faint voice sounded from the group of onlookers.

"You step aside, let me meet this idiot."

As the voice fell, an old man in white walked out of the crowd.

Immediately, the crowd turned their heads to look, and then, as if there was a tacit understanding, they made way for him.

The old man in white clothes was riding a horse, holding a broken sword in his hand. The whole person looked like an immortal, with extraordinary temperament, and there was no fluctuation of breath on his body. It seemed that he had no cultivation. This made everyone present feel that this person must have extremely powerful cultivation, and they made way.

The Saint King of the Golden Age was also stunned, and immediately said: "Okay, then you come."

He did not sense any cultivation breath from this person, so there was no doubt that this person had great magical powers and was extremely powerful. He could kill the young man in white with a slap.

“Hmph, I haven’t taken action for many years. I didn’t expect to encounter such an unfair thing as soon as I was born. It really makes me sick. Well, stop talking nonsense. Young man, if you can take one of my fingers, you can leave in public today as if nothing happened. But if you can’t take it…” said the old man in white indifferently.