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Chapter 332 A small test of one’s skills
"What...what are you going to do?" Kunlong panicked when he heard that.

"I'm sorry, senior, we are enemies, so..." Su Tan said.

"You want to kill me?"

"No...it's not just you, but also the small world you carry with you. There are... many obscure auras on it. I feel that those existences are very promising and may stab the world of all races in the back in the future, so...you must die." Su Tan said.

"you dare!"

"Senior... why do you have to deceive yourself? Even Kunxu is dead, what do you think?"

"Do you know who is in my little world? That is the bloodline of the ruler of the Heavenly Emperor Realm. If you touch him... the Heavenly Emperor Realm will not let go of your world of all races in the future!" Kunlong said.

"The bloodline of the ruler of the Heavenly Emperor Realm... No wonder I feel the blood and energy are so turbulent. We must solve it. This thing will be a big threat in the future..." Su Tan said.

"You... aren't you afraid of the Lord of the Heavenly Emperor Realm?" Kunlong said.

"Afraid!" Su Tan said.

"But you're still going to die!"

Puff puff…

Kunlong vomited blood.

I'm afraid you're going to kill us again. Are you out of your mind?
"I think, even if we let you go, if you go back and whisper bad things in the ears of the Lord of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, he will not let us go. What's more... we killed Kunxu, the beloved disciple of the Lord of the Heavenly Emperor Realm. No matter what happens in the future, he will never have a good impression of us. Since this is the case... why not strike first? Let him lose a little bloodline, wouldn't it be a big gain?" Su Tan said.

"You..." Kunlong's face turned red.

But I don’t know how to answer.

Yes…

The truth is this.

Everyone's hatred is dead.

So why let them go?
Isn't that like letting a tiger return to the mountains?
"Cultivators from the three realms, please... destroy them. Let me see your combat effectiveness after your promotion. Let me see the changes you have made in the past twenty years!" Su Tan's voice resounded through the sky.

Loud.

grand.

At this time of high enthusiasm, Little White Wolf said something to spoil the mood:
"Well... although you spoke very well and passionately... I don't want to spoil your fun, but I want to remind you... you seem to be unable to see..."

Su Tan: ...

"Why are you saying such things at this time?" Su Tan thought to himself, speechless.

"kill!"

However... after Su Tan gave the order, the cultivators from the three realms surged towards Kunlong like a sea of ​​clouds.

"Go!" Kunlong frowned.

He wanted to escape.

"We must escort the young master away later, otherwise, you know how angry he will be..."

He had already planned to escort the young master at the risk of his life.

Protect this young master... Even if that person knows about this in the future, he will not blame Huanggu. He may even help Huanggu to avenge himself and destroy the world of all races!

This is a good thing.

but…

The idea was good, but they underestimated the capabilities of the World of All Races.

The powerful people from Taixu Fairyland surrounded them in an instant. Not to mention the cultivators, even a mosquito could not escape.

"Boom~"

There was an explosion.

The small world on Kunlong's body was annihilated.

And the living creatures inside were also forced out.

See monks from all races.

The small world was destroyed, and a young man fell out of it in a panic, but he was very angry.

"A bunch of weak reptiles, how dare you offend this young emperor, are you looking for death?"

"In the future, I will definitely ask my father to flatten this place, extract your souls, and lock you up in the Soul-Suppressing Tower forever, torturing you day and night, making it impossible for you to live or die!" said the handsome young man in the white dragon robe.

The monks from the three realms were speechless.

Wow...what I mean is...these two are both weird.

One relies on his father, the other relies on his son...

What a match!
"Kill... that one, that one..."

"Kill the one in the white dragon robe and you will be rewarded handsomely!"

"Do you remember the boss in the Virtual God Realm battlefield game? Now that thing... is the one in the white dragon robe. Whoever kills it will definitely get the first place on the list!"

The cultivators of all races thought of the scene that once made their blood boil.

Now that they were faced with this situation again, a sense of nostalgia suddenly arose in their hearts.

A feeling of comfort!

Everyone was silent...cooperating well, treating this battle as a game.

This feeling hasn't appeared for a long time.

In the past few decades, the world of all races has been struggling to survive, and it has been a long time since it has been so relaxed.

It feels so good!!!

"How dare you despise this young emperor? You deserve to die!"

"Do you think this young emperor is trying to scare you?"

"In the future, I will make you feel a life worse than death!"

The young man in the white dragon robe was furious.

This was the first time he encountered this situation.

Usually, he travels through the heavens and all realms, and no matter which realm he is met in, everyone gives him enough face.

Even some realm masters from higher planes dare not offend him.

This made him develop a character that except for my father, I am the second boss.

This is actually quite strange. Logically speaking, with the resources behind this person, the people he has trained must be outstanding people.

But what about him...

I have to say, it just happened to grow crooked.

He has many brothers and sisters in his family, and most of them are excellent, but it is certainly not possible for every one of them to be excellent. He just happens to be the one who grows crooked.

Because he was usually high and mighty, no one dared to offend him, and even if he did something wrong, no one dared to say anything, which made him gradually realize the pleasure of being a superior person. As for humility and the like.

It's only for the weak.

I have my father, what should I be afraid of?

In the past, he actually felt that in order to become excellent, even if he had a good father, he could not be arrogant. However, everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and he made very serious mistakes several times. He actually felt very guilty, blamed himself, and was afraid of being punished.

But he found that no matter how big a mistake he made, those people he felt sorry for did not dare to say anything to him. Instead, they were afraid that he would blame them or drag his father into causing trouble. Instead, they took the initiative to make a big deal out of a small matter and even apologized.

This suddenly made him feel that there was no need for him to keep a low profile, as having his father was enough.

And then...over time, it became like this.

Others thought he was weird, but because he had a good father, they were too lazy to correct him.

Why should I correct you?
waste!

It may cause dissatisfaction to you and you may be punished.

If I please you, I will get benefits, so... no matter how weird you are, I will just agree with you. Why should I use the risks I might take to make you become excellent?

Am I sick?

So...if you are rotten, then let you be rotten, and I will be rotten with you, as long as I get some benefits.

If this continues for a long time, a person who could have become excellent will become a bad person.

"The boss is mine, don't snatch it from me!"

"Whoever robs me will be in a hurry with me!"

"Kill him!"

"Brothers, I'll go first!"

The cultivators of all races did not pay attention to what he said and simply ignored him, instead treating him as prey.

The young man in white had never seen such a situation before.

He was angry and a little scared.

"You...a bunch of ants!"

Rumble…

The cultivators from the world of all races collided with Kunlong.

The monks of all races once again demonstrated their talents in the game.

Coordinate attacks and combine assassinations.

Cooperate tacitly.

It's almost like a whole.

On the side of the cultivators from the three realms, the high-level warriors did not take action, but just watched from the sidelines.

The strength of Kunlong is actually similar to that of all races.

Even slightly higher.

But what was strange was that Kunlong was actually losing ground.

Crushed by the world of all races!
This…

This is surprising.

"How come you... are so strong!" Kunlong was surprised.

He found that these people were crazy.

Rushing over madly.

Although his strength is slightly inferior, his courage is so great.

Looking at your side is like looking at a piece of fat meat.

My eyes are red.

Are we prey?
We are better than you!

Are you mistaken...

Kunlong was shocked.

Even the ancient elites are not so warlike and ferocious.

It's simply a beast.

"Cool!"

"It's so cool. I haven't had such a great time playing for a long time."

"Comfortable!"

"carefree!"

The monks of all races were very excited.

It was also very enjoyable.

"Don't... don't kill me!" The young man in the white dragon robe was finally caught by a cultivator from the Ten Thousand Races.

The monk was extremely happy.

"Hahahaha...I will definitely be the top of the list this time..."

"I'm so damn lucky!" He simply ignored the young man in the white dragon robe's plea for mercy.

Cut out with one sword.

The head of the young man in white dragon robe flew out.

The combat experience of the world of all races has reached a terrifying level.

This is something that Kunlong and others cannot understand at all.

Su Tan felt the fighting enthusiasm and courage of the cultivators of all races on the battlefield, and he was very satisfied.

The level of cultivation can make up for it, but the courage to fight... cannot.

The monks of all races...became an invincible army that was fearless, experienced in combat.

A little trial run…

Very useful!

The future is promising!
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(End of this chapter)