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Meng xiaotian almost used his full strength!

At this moment, the dozen or so Aurous Core experts from the Far East had long since arrived above the Black Dragon. Looking at their uncontrollable excitement, it was as if they had obtained some great treasure.

Thinking about it carefully, Meng xiaotian also easily understood. In this world, there were only a few spells. Of course they wouldn't be able to recognize the spells he had learned from another world.

In addition, this was the mysterious place where the treasures were hidden, but now two black dragons suddenly appeared. Almost everyone would think of it as a secret realm treasure. The Meng xiaotian was right. If he were to suddenly see these two black dragons, without knowing it, he would probably treat them as treasures.

"F * ck!" Meng xiaotian felt like he was about to vomit blood. It was hard to say how much he had suffered!

Just as Meng xiaotian was cursing in his heart. The two black dragons suddenly came to a halt.

"It's over!" Meng xiaotian covered his face. No one present knew better than him that this was the front cover of the Black Dragon's destructive attack!

"What's going on?"

Some people were surprised.

"This is a good opportunity, seize it!" The eyes of one of the youths standing above immediately reddened.

"You're courting death!" A middle-aged man flew into a rage and slapped the storage pouch on his waist. He casually waved his hand.

A green fog enveloped the young man.

"Sky Poison Sect!" "You are a member of the Sky Poison Sect!" The young man's voice gradually faded.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man let out a disdainful laugh. Turning his head around, his eyes glimmered as he looked at the black dragon that had suddenly stopped moving.

"All of you, scram!" The middle-aged man's left hand grabbed at the Black Dragon beside him as a purple fog enveloped him.

"Keke …" Seeing that the black dragon was motionless, the middle-aged man was overjoyed.

"Boom!"

Just then, a loud explosion sounded in the air, followed by a strong poisonous fog that dispersed in all directions.

"Pig!" "A bunch of pigs!"

Meng xiaotian was so angry that he almost died.

That Sky Poison Sect's disciple, you're courting death! What poison fog? That bastard is crazy!

This kind of purple poison mist from the Sky Poison Sect combined attack and defense. It could be said that this was the middle-aged man's most powerful attack. He was also an Aurous Core stage expert. His poisonous fog was naturally not something that ordinary people could resist, so … The people below were at their wit's end.

"Ah!" Dozens of people were screaming and struggling. As for the dozen or so people above, they had long ago driven the Black Dragon to hell.

"F * ck your mother!" Meng xiaotian stared with his eyes wide open. Everyone had said that greed meant death, but to think that so many would die in such a short moment. It didn't matter how much people died in the Wilderness, but people on the same page wouldn't even be willing to die a single Meng xiaotian.

What should he do?

Meng xiaotian also became numb. His original plan was to use Hufeng to kill a group of barbarians, and then use himself and his compatriots in the Eastern Lands to kill all the barbarians. In this way, everyone could happily spend less and then get more. Why not?

However, Meng xiaotian realized that she had still underestimated the greed of humans. In the face of such enormous benefits, the people did not care about anything else.

Meng xiaotian recalled the words of a famous thinker in his previous life, "When the profits reach 10%, there will be people ready to make their move; When the profits reach 50%, there will be people who will dare to take the risk; When the profits reach 100%, they will dare to trample on all the laws of the world; And when the profits reach 300%, there will even be people who do not fear being hanged."

That was the truth. The Meng xiaotian had no other choice. He didn't even have the heart to mourn. Those people were all greedy for death when they said something impolite! No one else could be blamed.

Meng xiaotian formed a strange seal with his right hand, and gently waved it towards the depths.

"Shua!" A weak ray of light shined for a moment before disappearing, attracting no one's attention.2

"Soon!" Meng xiaotian's eyes lit up. There was a faint light, which proved that there was already a lot of sacrificial life left. From the looks of it, they would need around 50 more people before they could completely activate it.

Although Meng xiaotian thought this way, he was not a murderous machine. He did not feel the burden of killing a few evil bullies, but killing a few of his own kind by mistake still made Meng xiaotian feel uncomfortable.

"Phew …" The Meng xiaotian let out a sigh. His eyes slowly turned serious.

"Immortal Binding Rope!" Meng xiaotian flipped his hand, and a shining golden rope appeared in his palm.

"Go!" Meng xiaotian shouted. The rope in his hand expanded with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to a size of several hundred meters.

"Whoosh!" A sound pierced through the air.

The hundreds of Savages present were suddenly unable to move.

"What's going on?" All the Berserker Warriors were bewildered.

"What treasure is this?" The eyes of the cultivators of the Eastern Extreme Earth were glowing as they stared at the chain-like rope.

"Gather!" Meng xiaotian felt disdain in his heart, this group of people, had once again committed a habit of being greedy. However, Meng xiaotian was not worried. The Immortal Trapping Rope wasn't that type of trash. As long as he didn't reach the Nascent Soul stage, there was no way for his soul to leave his body for a long period of time. His main goal was still to focus on his physical body.

As long as the Nascent Soul wasn't damaged, Nascent Soul cultivators could possess bodies. As for Soul Formation cultivators, when their Nascent Souls reach the Nascent Soul stage, they are fearless.

"Kill these barbarians!" A shifty-eyed cultivator shouted.

Everyone was moved. The situation now was very clear. As long as he killed the barbarians trapped in the rope, he would be able to obtain this treasure. As long as one wasn't blind, everyone present would be able to see how formidable this treasure was.

"A bunch of pigs!" Meng xiaotian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. What are you saying, you stupid brushes! What nonsense was this! Just directly do it! The longer it took, the greater the variance!

Meng xiaotian knew the importance of time, the so called war god's speed, the opportunity must not be lost, never come again! The more time passes, the greater the variable in the middle. Didn't you see the TV series from your previous life!? After the villain caught up to the main character, he wasn't in a hurry to kill him. When the villain finished his act, the protagonist immediately launched an attack. The villain would die.

"It's all blood and tears!" Meng xiaotian sighed.

"Kill!" An intense roar exploded from the crowd. In an instant, everyone rushed up screaming. Everyone knew that those who made the first move would definitely have the opportunity to unravel the treasure rope's secrets. As the saying goes, the first strike is the strongest, while the second strike is the worst. That was the principle.

As for what some people were bragging about, that depended on the situation. It was built on a situation where the opponent was much stronger than them. Try shooting face to face with two people if you don't believe me? Unless your speed and reaction are faster than bullets!

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