Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

  Chapter 690 Fighting depends on the atmosphere

  The goatee let go of his divine sense, seeing that there was no one within a radius of at least 20 miles, and he had the confidence to easily clean up the two juniors of a great master and a master realm, and he simply couldn't bear it.

   When he appeared directly and stopped in front of the siblings, he saw two small things, one big and one small, looking at him with a bright smile.

  The goatee stood there for a while.

   Hearing that kid smiled and said to the girl: "Sister, look, the person who called my great sage's father is here."

   Qixun looked at the goatee with pity, and sighed: "The old birthday star hanged."

  Goatee already knew what Dad meant from the conversation between the two of them, and then listening to the little girl say that the old birthday star hanged, isn't it just scolding him for being tired and crooked? Immediately, he wanted to kill these two scourges immediately.

   Hemp, his Wu Zun's state of mind, can't prepare for the disaster of these two irritating bastards.

The goatee gritted his teeth: "I don't know whether to live or die! Girl, this deity is too lazy to talk nonsense with you and other juniors. This deity takes a fancy to the talisman inheritance in your hand. If you offer it honestly, this deity will leave a whole corpse for both of you. If you play tricks, this deity will I will tell you that you can't survive, and you can't die."

With a bright smile, Brother Monkey nodded and said: "So, are you trying to rob our brothers and sisters? No, you are not only trying to rob, but also kill both of us. Sister, this kind of thing, I kill him, he Isn't it wrong?"

   Qixun nodded: "There are only rules in the refining realm, and there is no law. Killers are always killed. Brother, you can do it yourself."

  Goatee had never imagined that these two guys, after listening to him claim the realm of Wu Zun, were still so ignorant of life and death.

   Geniuses who can enter the refining realm are of course divided into different levels. Most of them are stupid because of greed, but it is absolutely rare to see such stupidity by self-confidence.

  Goatee didn't want to talk nonsense any more, he planned to kill that arrogant boy first, then catch that girl and force out her rune inheritance.

He was originally worried that the sixth-grade spiritual talisman that this girl took out was drawn by her master, and she may not have a complete talisman inheritance on her body. As a result, the two idiots had a conversation before, but it was revealed that she had a complete talisman inheritance. , but let him not have to worry anymore, he wasted a few days in vain.

The goatee cast a captivity spell, trying to trap the two of them. As a result, his magic trick gesture was finished. Just after the spell was displayed, he was shattered by Brother Monkey's gun. Instead, Brother Monkey quickly made a knot around him. The world, on the one hand, will not let the movement of the fight attract others, and on the other hand, it will also prevent this old thing from escaping.

   Of course, this old thing wants to escape from his hands, and with his speed, it is impossible.

Brother Monkey laughed: "Old Cai Bangzi, in order to lure you out, I have been delayed for so long. I don't want to ask. Your grandfather and me are the ancestors of robbery. In the refining realm, there are still people who dare to rob this great sage. You are really fat. Why, Wu Zun is amazing? Don't ask, in the refining realm, how many Wu Zuns were tortured and tortured to death by this great sage, you can't rank them! Look at you unlucky Luck, Son of Destiny."

   Qixun rolled his eyes: "It's agreed that people will be called Dad, why is he a grandfather again?"

Brother Monkey hummed: "You don't understand, father has the responsibility of raising his son, but grandfather is different. Grandpa does not have the responsibility of raising grandson. Grandson Lao Caibang, didn't you come to honor this great sage?"

   Qixun is speechless, how can it still be like this?

   "Brother, what you said makes sense."

  Goatee changed his face at the moment when Brother Monkey was full of momentum and made no secret of it: "Who are you?"

   Listening to Brother Monkey's words, looking at his young face, although it is different from the face of the red-clothed demon king he has seen, he already has a bad guess in his heart.

  In all worlds, for thousands of years, Wu Zun, who can make a name in one fell swoop, and is so young in real age, has no two other than the red-clothed devil.

  Goatee also definitely doesn't believe that this year, there will be a red-clothed devil and a second genius like this.

  Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Wu Zun!

The goatee's expression changed a bit, but a ruthless person like him often had the problem of not giving up on seeing the Yellow River. Although he was apprehensive, he still did not give up: "Damn child, when death is imminent, you still dare to brag like this. Today, I will let you know that I am a powerful old evil in Yinshan."

Brother Monkey raised his gun and snorted: "Just by your name, you know that you are not a good thing! Xiaoxun, go and wait for brother, Babai, you protect Xiaoxun, until you kill this old thing, his storage The thing ring is yours."

  Babai: "Hey! Give me half!"

   Qixun was speechless: "Can we stop talking nonsense? The villain died by talking too much. With the time to talk, we can go back and eat a plate of melon seeds."

   Brother Monkey scratched his head: "If you don't say a few harsh words to each other, there will be no atmosphere, right?"

  Nanhiro: I can go to your atmosphere. Why don't you say it's a plot-driven need?

Brother Monkey thought, he really had to send Xiaoxun and Babai back earlier, and then he would travel to places such as the Ice Region or Shengliyuan to send some more "divine beasts" surprises to the Divine Death Realm, and he didn't have time to spend with this goatee. , then shot directly at the goatee.

  Goatee's mind was incontinent when he was shocked by the momentum of this shot. If it wasn't for the foundation of Wu Zunjing, he almost knelt on the spot.

Although he heard about how powerful the red-clothed Demon King is, pressing a group of Wu Zun to fight, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was only a young man, probably the Wu Zun who suffered from his losses, felt ashamed, so he took him to him. It is unique in heaven and earth, so it is not too embarrassing to be defeated by that kid.

  After all, no matter what era, there will be one or two, amazing talents, peerless geniuses that people can only look up to. It is not ashamed to lose to such a person.

   But he didn't expect that the news about the Demon King in Red did not reveal one-tenth of his terrifying strength.

   He has been in the cultivation world for two hundred years, and he has never encountered such an opponent. It was almost just the coercion of a shot that made him lose the will to resist, and his heart was terrified.

  This shot, he couldn't dodge at all, he watched himself, was swept away by a shot, flew hundreds of meters away, and vomited blood.

   Having suffered a loss, the goatee has no luck, and he wants to run immediately, but his speed, how can he match a monkey who can turn a somersault for a thousand miles?

   Only endured the pain of dislocation of the internal organs and broken bones in many places. He turned his spiritual power and wanted to escape directly. Brother Monkey had already jumped up and fell in front of him.

"Lao Caibang wants to run away? It's too late. What is the old evil of Yinshan Mountain, not a good person! My little fat brother also said that you are covered in blood, and that group of people can't tell that you are a person. Today, My great sage wants to exterminate demons and evils, and no one can stop me, I will take another shot of my great sage!"

  Goatee's sentence, "Devil King, spare your life", was swept back by Brother Monkey again before he could shout, and he landed not far from Qixun, and instantly lost his breath.

   Seven Searches: .

   (end of this chapter)