C207 (1/2)

Yang Bao wants to answer Long Hao very much, but he can't open his mouth at this moment. Even if he moves his lips, he feels that he will be killed by the explosion of the spirit.

For the first time, he felt so close to death.

”Die.”

Long Hao looked at Yang Bao and said in a flat voice. However, this sentence is equivalent to announcing the death date of Yang Bao, which makes Yang Bao's whole face pale.

”No...”

”Bang!”

”Bang bang bang bang!”

As soon as Yang Bao opened his mouth, Lingwei immediately crushed him. At this moment, his whole body turned into a cloud of blood, leaving only a pile of storage rings and bags falling in front of Long Hao.

Not only Yang Bao, but the other robbers from Wuyun mountain who followed Yang Bao, but also the common flying beasts around him. At this moment, they all burst into death and turned into blood fog. Soon, the whole flying spirit boat was covered with a bloody smell.

All people are not from the face of panic looking at Long Hao, as if to see the devil in general, the eyes become very scared.

In front of them, more than a dozen powerful people in martial arts were directly turned into a cloud of blood. They had never heard of such a thing, and their faces turned pale.

In particular, a kind of Qingyi people, the back has been unable to help but out of a cold sweat.

They never thought that long Hao, who looked ordinary in front of them, had such strange and incomparable terrorist power. Compared with the robbers in Wuyun mountain, Long Hao obviously made them fear more.

Long Hao put his own storage ring on his hand. At the same time, he collected all the storage rings and bags that were handed over to Yang Bao by other people on the flying spirit boat. In total, there are nearly 50 million spirit stones.

There are some common elixir pills, but these things, Long Hao did not pay attention to.

When he saw long Hao put away these storage rings, although others showed reluctance in their eyes, no one dared to stand up and say no more than half a word.

Although these robbers in Wuyun mountain are fierce, they are only robbers. As long as they hand in the storage ring, they can live.

They don't understand.

”Don't you want me to give you half a million spirit stones? Do you want more? ”

Long Hao's eyes suddenly fell on the ferocious man beside him, which made his face pale and almost paralyzed.

”Please forgive me, master. I have no eyes. If you offend me, please forgive me...”

The ferocious man knelt down in front of Long Hao and kowtowed to him to beg for mercy. He was just pretending to be cruel. Compared with Long Hao, a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, he was not even a mole ant.

”Is the flying spirit boat still going? It's still some time away from sky city. ”

Long Hao said lightly.

”Don't start flying spirit boat as soon as possible, unless you rush to sky city!”

After hearing Long Hao's words, Wu Qinglian immediately said to the shopkeeper who had already been paralyzed by fear. His realm is just a small spiritual realm. Where have you seen such a scene.

”Yes, yes, yes, now, now.”

The shopkeeper heard Wu Qinglian's roar, and the whole person got up in a rolling manner. He immediately controlled the flying spirit boat and went to the sky city in a rapid manner. He did not dare to have any detention.

”Forgive me, master...”

But the fierce man still kowtow in front of Long Hao. Long Hao didn't ask him to stop. He didn't dare to stop. Other people couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the cruel man.