Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Xiaohong couldn't help but give Yin Jinglong a thumbs up: "Although you were talking poisonously, it was very relieved. I support you. I can't stand the arrogant look of the wizards. They are so arrogant, who do they think they are, the master of the world? Do they still want to eat us, treat us as food, or treat us as supplements? Are we as delicious as bird's nest soup in their eyes? It's simply hateful. If they were in front of me, I would like to beat them to death."

Xiaohong is worthy of being an elemental elf with fire attributes, and her temper is just irritable.

Yin Jinglong looked at the soft and charming Dai Yisan, the handsome and arrogant Mu Feiyan, the unpredictable Xiao Shanshan, the cute and pure elemental elves, and he smiled and said, "You. Do you think this matter is forgot? Those wizards have messed with me and dared to threaten me. I must kill them, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Xiaohong blinked: "What do you mean to kill them now? But they are in Europe, we are in Asia. They are in London, we are in Wannian Snow Mountain, and we are in 100,800 miles away. Are you sure you don't have to take a long plane?"

Yin Jinglong nodded very naturally: "Of course, I'm killing them now. Although it's true that we are a little far from the Wizard Guild and cannot teleport, it's still possible to reach London in a minute or two."

"Haha." Xiao Shanshan couldn't help laughing. She didn't believe Yin Jinglong's words. She shook her head, "Even a master like me, I dare not say that I can go to London in one or two minutes. How strong is this understanding of the rules of space. It's too exaggerated. I don't believe it. Do you think we three-year-old kids?"

The elemental elves all agreed with their Wang Xiaoshanshan's remarks and expressed doubts about Yin Jinglong's spatial ability.

Dai Yisan and Mu Feiyan knew that Yin Jinglong was not bragging, but they also knew that even if they explained, no one believed it. After all, this matter was too magical and it was necessary to prove it with facts before someone believed it.

The group of wizards tied up made ruthless mockery of Yin Jinglong.

"Yin Jinglong, who do you think you are? But if you make a small achievement in Nanze City, you dare to brag and say big things. Even if we president, on such a long distance travel, you still need a teleportation array. You said arrogantly that you can go from here to London in a minute or two. You are stupid!"

"Yin Jinglong, please let us go quickly, otherwise one day in our president will lead a large number of troops to flatten your Dragon Alliance and kill your whole family. Now you let us go, give us good food and drink, heal us, and be a little better towards us. At that time, we can still say a few good things to you in front of the president. Otherwise, you will not be able to survive or die at that time!"

"Yin Jinglong, don't harm the people around you just because you are alone."

Yin Jinglong looked at these wizards with a smile, but a cold light like a dagger flashed in his eyes. After these wizards talked to the president once, they became much more arrogant and really thought that they could survive by relying on the president. But what they didn't know was that the president was a thing in Yin Jinglong's eyes. It would be fine if Xiao Shanshan and others questioned Yin Jinglong, but what qualifications were the wizards?

Yin Jinglong raised his left hand, with his palm facing upwards, and some blue magic spots radiated from his palm, like beautiful fireflies, which shone with a dazzling and moving luster even during the day.

The magic power in Yin Jinglong's body is usually like a sleeping lion, hidden in the deepest part of the dense forest, and no one can see it, as if they have forgotten the existence of the lion. But when Yin Jinglong uses his magic power, everyone will be shocked by this terrifying fluctuation.

As the sound of sharp wind sounded, the firefly-like light spots quickly stretched and turned into beautiful swords like crystals, emitting a cold breath and a cruel smell.

The layers of mana fog are centered on Yin Jinglong, shaking in this space. Layer layers of mana raindrops float in the air, which is very three-dimensional. Because Yin Jinglong's mana is too rich, the fog and water droplets even condense into clouds, which are beautiful and domineering. This powerful pressure makes the surrounding snowflakes disappear, steaming here into a vacuum zone.

The sword that Yin Jinglong transformed was shining, and the reflected sunlight was extremely bright, illuminating everyone's face. The elemental elves such as Xiao Shanshan realized that Yin Jinglong's strength was extraordinary. The wizards were extremely shocked. It turned out that Yin Jinglong was so strong that Yin Jinglong was not defeated by sneak attacks, but Yin Jinglong was still winning in front of him.

The creatures around felt this terrifying pressure and fled timidly, or hid in the cave.

Yin Jinglong had a kind smile like a weasel on his face. Looking at the wizards, the swords transformed from his palms floated towards the wizards and under Yin Jinglong's control, the swords drove to the wizards' necks.

Yin Jinglong said to the wizards indifferently: "You don't even know your situation yet. What capital do you have to say what you said just now? I'll send you to death now."

"Dare you? You will offend the Wizards Guild like this, and our Guild will chase you to the ends of the world."

"You have offended the entire British cultivation world like this. You should know that British practitioners are in the same spirit."

"We European practitioners will want you."

As death comes to an end, the wizards' words are getting crazier.

After hearing their words, Yin Jinglong burst into laughter and shook his head: "Not to mention whether you have this energy to alarm the entire European cultivation world. So what if there is that? I am not afraid of fighting against the world, but I am still afraid of a Europe? So, go and die."

After Yin Jinglong finished speaking, many swords he transformed out shot out quickly, like meteors, pulling out gorgeous trajectories in the air, and piercing them mercilessly. The wizards' bodies widened their eyes and died with their eyes open. They couldn't believe that Yin Jinglong dared to really kill them until they died. They had gained too much glory in their lives and were worshipped by countless people. They thought they could continue this glory for a lifetime, but unfortunately they offended those who should not have offended.

The world of cultivators is extremely cruel and realistic. Promoting high and trampling low and bullying the weak and fearing the strong are the principles of most people.

Those who treat Yin Jinglong as a soft persimmon have no good ending.

In fact, sometimes you may not be able to tell whether the enemy is a soft persimmon or a stone. Therefore, it is most important to keep a normal mind. It is not beneficial to live too much power.

After the wizards died, their souls left their bodies. Their transparent souls floated in the air, staring at Yin Jinglong with resentment, and then turned around and floated away.

(End of this chapter)
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