Sha Lang estimated that if he did not move at all, even if he could block Long Chen's attack, his vitality would be greatly damaged. After all, if he did not move at all, it would be much more difficult for him to use the Hong Meng aura between heaven and earth.
What's more, Long Chen's attack was obviously an all-out attack, and he did not hold back at all.
The time was very short, and Sha Lang did not have much time to think.
Long Chen waved the dragon halberd, and the nine dragon souls on the halberd suddenly flashed a burst of green light. Suddenly, the dragon souls wrapped in a huge force left the dragon halberd and rushed towards Sha Lang in the distance.
Seeing this scene, everyone turned pale with fright.
From the very beginning, they had never imagined that this unknown Long Chen, and that unknown Dragon Soul Devouring the Sky, would actually be able to burst forth with such a powerful force.
Now, there was a good show to watch.
Should Sha Lang move to avoid this attack, or should he take the risk of being injured and take it head-on?
"I made a mistake. I really did not expect this Mixed Yuan Art to be such a good thing!"
"You can't afford such a good thing. One thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals, it's really a sky-high price. However, this idiot Sha Lang lifted a stone and smashed it on his own foot!" The nine dragon souls whizzed through the air and were about to hit Sha Lang's body. At this point, Sha Lang finally made a decision. If he did not dodge, he would probably be seriously injured. Then, in the Small Spiritual World later, Sha Lang would lose face.
He would lose face and his strength would be damaged. It would not be good for either side.
After thinking for a while, at the moment when the nine dragon souls were about to hit his face, Sha Lang's body suddenly released a burst of Hong Meng aura. He immediately retreated and dodged the attack.
A huge explosion resounded. The nine dragon souls crashed into the ground, and suddenly burst out a sudden shock. When the shock dissipated, Long Chen's figure landed. He smiled evilly at Sha Lang, who was still a little sluggish, and said, "Brother Sha Lang, you lost. According to our previous agreement, one thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals, and I will sell this" Dragon Soul Swallows the Sky "to you!
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Hearing the words "one thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals", Long Yuan, who was watching from the side, almost jumped up.
When the crowd heard this, they fell silent and shifted their gazes onto Sha Lang.
They did not expect that Sha Lang, who was at the Consolidation Realm of Hong Meng, would lose.
Although everyone did not doubt Long Chen's strength, most of them thought that Long Chen relied on luck to make Sha Lang to force Sha Lang to retreat and make Sha Lang lose the agreement.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Long Chen was naturally overjoyed. He calmed the restless aura in his body and stared at Sha Lang. He was afraid that Sha Lang would do something out of line.
Although there were people from the Red Flame Tribe here, and he thought that Sha Lang would not do something like killing and robbing, since he had promised to give him one thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals, there was no reason for him not to come back. The Yellow Sand Tribe, where Sha Lang was from, was a relatively strong medium-sized tribe in the Primordial Polar Region. Sha Lang himself was also one of the stronger tribes in the Sunset Mountain Range. Today's incident was really a little shocking.
Sha Lang had a headache.
Sha Lang had never thought that the matter that was originally within his control would turn out to be so embarrassing. It was likely that the Yellow Sand Tribe's face had been completely thrown away by Sha Lang alone.
Also, at this time, Sha Lang did not have one thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals in his hands. If he went back on his word now, it would be too embarrassing.
"Haha, this, brother, I don't know if you can give me some face. I don't have so many Hong Meng Demon Crystals in my hands right now. Can you give me a few days?" Sha Lang also lowered his attitude.
Long Chen sneered and said, "You don't have them? Are you kidding me? No, according to the agreement, one thousand Hong Meng Demon Crystals! " Seeing Long Chen's tough attitude, Sha Lang did not care about his face anymore. He immediately scolded, "Boy, it's your blessing that I took a fancy to your Mixed Yuan Technique. Do you really think that I'm afraid of you just because you can make me back off? You're just a Hong Meng Eighth Stage Chaotic Prime Realm rat.
How dare you shout in front of me? "
Long Chen was quite helpless. Such a change in attitude really made Long Chen speechless. "We had an agreement before. A gentleman's agreement. Do you want to break it?"
Sha Lang snorted and said, "So what if I break it? You're just a nameless rat. What can you do to me? Let me tell you, my Yellow Sand Tribe is so unreasonable. What can you do? "
"You …"
Long Chen wanted to fight, but he was just angry. He thought that he had just arrived here. If he provoked another enemy, he was afraid that it would be another trouble.
Thinking of this, Long Chen sighed and said, "Well, since you can't afford the Hong Meng Demon Crystals, I'll find another buyer …"
Just like that, the matter ended hastily.
Sha Lang could not bear the contempt of the crowd and quickly left the trade fair.
Long Chen did not know that even if he gave in, tonight's matter would still cause trouble for him.
Long Chen turned and entered the tent. Immediately, someone patted Long Chen on the shoulder.
"Little brother, I want your 'Dragon Soul Devours the Sky'!" Long Chen turned and saw a man with a weak face. After taking a closer look, Long Chen suddenly felt that he was familiar. After thinking for a while, Long Chen suddenly remembered that he was one of the three people who had just come out of the Sunset Valley this afternoon.
One!
He was from the Heavenly Dragon Tribe!
Long Chen asked, "May I know who you are …"
"My name is Long Yan. I'm from the Heavenly Dragon Tribe." The weak man slowly said.
Long Chen nodded and said, "So it's brother Long Yan. My name is Long Chen. Although I'm not from your tribe, it's fate that we have the same surname."
Long Yan smiled and said, "That's right. It's fate. Since that's the case, why don't we be friends?"
"That's what I was thinking!"
Long Yan pulled Long Chen out of the trade fair and walked to a place where there was no one and said, "You're really not from my Heavenly Dragon Tribe?" Hearing this, Long Chen knew that Long Yan had really misunderstood. If he were to explain his origin, it would probably take a lot of effort. He said, "Sir, I'm from the Black Dragon Tribe. I think you don't know. It's just that there are two tribes.
We have the same surname. "
"Black Dragon Tribe?" Long Yan frowned and said, "So you're from the Black Dragon Tribe. I was wondering why no one from the Black Dragon Tribe went to the Small Spiritual World this time. So you're the representative of the Black Dragon Tribe to enter the Small Spiritual World!"
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