In the center of the hall, smoke rose from the incense burner. Six Marks, who was drunk, kicked the table away and twisted his ugly and strange body, beginning to dance in the hall.
Long Bo sat where he was. A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, but was quickly covered up by a smile. He clapped from time to time, as if he was watching an extremely beautiful dance.
The giant man sitting on the seat of honor once again laughed out loud. He directly lifted up the maid sitting on his left leg and twisted her head off with both his arms.
Blood splattered. The giant followed suit and twisted the head of the other servant girl. The two heads fell into the giant's hands like walnuts.
"Long Bo!" A low and sinister voice sounded from the giant's mouth. "The two hundred servant girls you sent are really not bad. I've already enjoyed most of them. Look."
Long Bo heard this and smiled as he cupped his hands. "As you said, Long Bo will offer three hundred Holy Maidens for you to enjoy."
The giant known as the Upper Void Envoy nodded in satisfaction. "That's good. When the Void God returns in the future, I will ask the Void God to leave your Dragon Clan behind and continue to govern your original territory."
A hint of joy flashed in Long Bo's eyes. He hurriedly cupped his hands. "Thank you, Lord Upper Void Envoy. The Dragon Clan is willing to do its best for the Void God to expand his territory."
The Upper Void Envoy smiled sinisterly and said with a strange tone, "I heard that your Dragon Clan only reproduces with your own clan. The women in your clan are all abnormally beautiful and strong. Why don't you bring ten of your clan's women next time?"
A hint of fury burst out of Long Bo's eyes. He almost wanted to kill the Upper Void Envoy in an instant, but he forcefully suppressed it.
"I don't understand what you mean by Upper Void Envoy." Long Bo said through gritted teeth.
The Upper Void Envoy smiled sinisterly. "As long as you bring ten Dragon Clan women to me, the original territory of the Dragon Clan will not change. You can choose any seven regions for your own use. How about it?"
The inherent pride and dignity of the Dragon Clan was completely humiliated. Long Bo's palms hidden under his sleeves slowly relaxed.
Then, he cupped his hands without changing his expression and said, "This is a serious matter. Xu Long Bo, go back and ask the ancestors for their opinions."
After saying this, Long Bo returned to his seat in a daze.
The insufferably arrogant leader of the dragons, who had led the major forces to besiege the Divine Palace of Life, was now begging for peace on his knees like a dog!
He vaguely felt that the Patriarchs' opinion was completely wrong, completely wrong.
But, can everything still be salvaged?
The High Void Envoy sitting on the seat of honor was extremely happy. This race that was known for their arrogance was being humiliated by him. This feeling of conquest was far better than slaughtering the entire Star Field!
Shangxu Shi leaned back in his chair with satisfaction. Perhaps it was because he had drunk too much wine or because he had plucked too much Yin, but his head started to feel a little dizzy.
Everything began to spin and overlapping images appeared. The High Void Envoy shook his head with all his might. He glanced at the center of the hall and saw three figures standing there.
"Who are you? Quickly report what you want." Shang Xu pointed his halberd and shouted.
However, there was no reply.
With every step the ranger at the front took, the hall darkened a little.
The group of Virtual Venerables who were still drinking and chatting seemed to be frozen and did not move at all.
The High Void Envoy finally sobered up a little because he was horrified to find that he could no longer move his body!
A bloody figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Ba Jue's angry roar was the last thing the High Void Envoy heard.
"Bastard!"
Supreme Blood Wave stretched out his palm and the divine power of a Half-Ancestor easily crushed his head.
Blood mist spewed out and the mountain-like figure collapsed with a loud bang.
Everything seemed to be played in slow motion. Long Bo saw the entire scene and his heart turned cold.
"You have disappointed me too much. Your Dragon Race has also disappointed me too much."
A regretful voice sounded and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Long Bo.
Long Bo slowly raised his head. That face that could not be any more familiar was truly imprinted in his eyes at this moment.
"Jian Wushuang …"
His eyes were full of regret as he looked at that face. For some reason, the resentment in his heart had disappeared without a trace and was replaced by shame and guilt.
"An ancient race that has existed since the beginning of time and chaos. Has the pride in your heart been eaten by dogs?!"
Jian Wushuang glared at Long Bo and pulled him up by his collar.
Long Bo came to his senses and a sense of shame instantly surged into his heart. The divine power of an Invincible Prime forced Jian Wushuang to take a few steps back.
"Jian Wushuang, how dare you humiliate my Dragon Race?" Long Bo said furiously.
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang sneered and said, "The ones who humiliate you are never outsiders, but yourselves!"
The humiliation of being looked down on made Long Bo lose his mind instantly. He summoned his Life Virtual Image, a mighty golden dragon that carried supreme terror and crashed into Jian Wushuang.
As long as he killed Jian Wushuang, no one would know the most humiliating side of his Dragon Race!
"Boom!"
After the Golden Dragon Virtual Image crashed into Jian Wushuang, it couldn't move an inch forward!
Jian Wushuang countered with his palm and then suddenly twisted. The Golden Dragon Virtual Image was directly crushed into powder.
Long Bo himself seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer. His body retreated and was embedded into the wall.
Retracting his palm, Jian Wushuang walked step by step to Long Bo, his eyes as deep as water.
After that, he slowly stretched out his palms and faced Long Bo. Then, he slapped Long Bo left and right!
Each slap was louder than the last and seemed to be enough to shatter the sky, echoing in the giant hall.
After dealing with all the Virtual Venerables in the giant hall, Prime Blood Wave and the old Prime stood side by side and watched Jian Wushuang wantonly slap him.
"Brave!" Prime Blood Wave smacked his lips.
The old Prime Blood Wave nodded in agreement.
After an unknown period of time, Jian Wushuang finally stopped slapping. With a flick of his palm, he shook off the dragon blood in his hand.
Long Bo, whose head was swollen like a wicker basket and whose face looked like a dye shop, finally knelt on the ground.
Long Bo, who had almost been whipped out of his original form, had a dull look in his eyes. He could only mutter, "I was wrong, I was wrong …"
Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang said, "This isn't your fault alone. It's the fault of your entire Dragon Race. I want to seek an explanation!"
Long Bo suddenly raised his head. "Let me go. I'll definitely go back and persuade the Patriarch."
"I can't let you live. Just because you captured the Holy Maiden of the Divine Power Universe and offered her to the Virtual Universe to be tortured and killed, I can't let you live," Jian Wushuang said indifferently, as if he had set the final judgment.
When Long Bo heard this, he seemed to have lost all his strength and sat on the ground dejectedly.
"If that's really the case, then help me pass a message to the Dragon Race's Patriarchs. Tell them not to continue making mistakes."
When a man was about to die, his words were kind.
When a bird was about to die, its cry was mournful.
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