Invincible Divine Dragon’s Cultivation System

Chapter 1154, anger

More than two billion Chinese spirits, even an ordinary super-ninth-order family can not get out.

However, the more than 2 billion Chinese spirits for Wang Xian, some of the waters and salaries, and now he wants to upgrade the level, it needs more than 100 billion Chinese spirit stone.

However, Wang Xian does not worry, as long as the dragon thorn covers the entire Xingyue Kingdom, more than 100 billion Chinese spirits should be all in hand.

At that time, after the level is raised to the extraordinary eighth order, he should be able to compete with the hole.

"The dark line still has to pay attention to it. The undercurrent killer organization will never give up easily. Moreover, the undercurrent owner has not appeared yet, so be careful!"

Wang Xian reminded the dragon people.

"It's the Dragon King. There are stunned demons and there are absolutely no problems!"

The dragon smiled and retired.

" Still can't be careless!"

Wang Xiankou muttered, watching Feng Xiao get all the information about the undercurrent killer organization, looking at the middle-aged long hair above.

This middle age is completely a madman who is murderous.

The killing of his own relatives has already made him crazy. After his second son died, he was forced to destroy a family of strong and powerful.

This film is his third son, and now he is dead in his own hands. With the character of that madman, he will never give up!

"However, this time, my dragon thorns are not afraid of you!"

Wang Xian’s face was cold, and the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth. He was not afraid of a strong one.

The evening came again, and at the gate of the city's main government at the moment, the city guard leader was respectfully followed by a long-haired middle-aged man.

He is a powerful ninth-order powerhouse, even whispering like a slave.

Long-haired middle-aged faces can't be seen, and they are very cold.

"It has been laid out!"

The middle-aged did not pay attention to the leader of the city guard, and asked the cold-hearted old man in the side of the broken arm.

"The leader, already ready, the dark line of the dragon thorn has let our people pay the commission!"

The white-loaded old man responded quickly.

"Well, I personally passed!"

Long hair nodded in the middle age, the white-loaded old man quickly led the way.

The back of the city guard leader wiped the cold sweat on his face, and some of his heart looked at him.

In the evening, it is the time when the dragon thorns charge the commission.

At this time, it was the most lively time of the city, the return of the members of the hiring team, the workers who finished the day.

"It's been two days, and the undercurrent hasn't made any reaction. It won't be an undercurrent."

"I really can't say it. It seems that in the future killer world, the dragon will be the king, and the undercurrent will not work!"

On the street, many people are talking about the two major killer organizations.

Long-haired middle-aged standing there, hearing the opinions of some people around him, his eyes flashing murderous.

He has two taboos, one is his own relatives, whoever dares to kill his loved ones, he must kill the whole family.

The second one is the undercurrent killer organization. The undercurrent killer organization is the hard work of his life. If someone dares to say the undercurrent, it is to hit his face.

He looked at a few people who talked, his eyes flashing with cold eyes.

"The leader, appeared, the dark line of the dragon thorn appeared. Yesterday I sent 13 to track the dark line, killing the 13 directly disappeared, around the dark line of the dragon thorn, there should be someone to protect!"

The voice of the white-loaded old man rang at this moment, causing the long-haired middle-aged eyes to squint slightly and look forward.

His eyes were locked on an old man's body, his eyes swept around and frowned slightly.

Handing over to the dark line, the long-haired middle-aged followed the dark line of the dragon thorn.

The dark line did not sense that someone was following him, and even remembered that he was a strong man at the level of the hole.

He follows the route and collects the deposit, which he needs to hand over to the dragon.

Ten dragons, dedicated to a position.

The dragon man who handed over to him was not far from him, or even separated by two streets.

The dark line went flat in the face of the handover, and the long-haired middle-aged followed.

Suddenly, a long hair in the middle-aged eyes flashed a glimmer of light, he swept slightly toward a roof in front of the left front, his eyes sparkling.

"Is this the killer of the Dragonbone? A monster race, it will not take long, I will destroy all of your **** monsters!"

He muttered in his mouth, his eyes showing a cool color, followed by a dark line toward the front.

The sly demon hiding in the sky did not find the long-term tracking of the long hair.

Long-haired middle-aged is the owner of the undercurrent, but the killer of the hole-level level. They follow, and it is not an extraordinary eight-order demon to discover.

After walking for about a kilometer, the dark line began to meet with the dragon.

"Adults, the commission has been received safely!"

The old man walked to the front of the dragon, with a smile on his face and handed a bag to the dragon.

"good very good!"

There was a smile on the face of the dragon: "Continue to collect the next commission!"

"is big..."

"I don't want to use it, dare to be an enemy of us, you all have to die!"

Suddenly, a voice rang in their ears.

The old man's face is a stiff face, and the dragon man is even full of faces.

A figure, blue stripes in red, blood red in the eyes, staring at them coldly.

"bump!"

The main arm of the undercurrent waved, and the old man’s body exploded directly into a **** fog.

"Dragon thorn, haha, dare to kill my son, dare to sneak in against me, I will let you know, offend my end."

A cold voice suddenly screamed on the street, and the voice was very loud. It was spread over a dozen kilometers.

Suddenly, the attack, and the icy and harsh sound, made everyone’s face look shocked.

When everyone turned their heads and looked around, his face showed a shocking look.

There, a **** mist slowly fell towards the ground. Apparently, one person was directly killed by a terrorist attack.

A young man, who was directly controlled by the long-haired middle-aged, with his eyes wide open, looked at the middle-aged long hair with horror.

"This...what is the situation, the middle-aged man, he is...he is the owner of the undercurrent!"

A middle-aged man looked at the stunned head, revealing the undercurrent of the blood-red eyes, his eyes full of shock!

"Today, just the beginning!"

Under the gaze of thousands of people around, the owner of the undercurrent controlled one's body with one hand, and the body shape flew directly into the sky, attacking toward the demon.

The face of the demon who had been hiding in the surroundings showed a terrified look. His face changed dramatically and he quickly fled toward the distance.

"The killer of the dragon thorn, the **** beast, you still want to escape?"

The owner of the undercurrent sighed lightly, his arms stretched out, and a blood-red water flowed directly toward the scorpion.

The demon face changed dramatically, and the virtual supernatural powers immediately showed up and fled again in the distance.

"Ok?"

The eyes of the undercurrent have shrunk slightly, and his face is angry: "Give me death!"

The horrible **** water rushed away again, and the sorcerer’s eyes showed despair and his body flashed out.

Demon, the first time exposed to everyone!

(End of this chapter)