C1427 Frightful Cold
C1427 Frightful Cold
Even Dugu Moce had been killed by him, and at that time, he seemed to only be a Hung Meng Battle God Stage cultivator. Now that the aura on his body had grown stronger, Murong Langchen was no longer his match.
Hearing the subordinate's words, Murong Langchen's heart skipped a beat. He wanted nothing more than to slap him to death.
He regretted it in his heart. Why did he have to be so arrogant just now?
If I knew Jian Hongchen was here, I wouldn't have come. Hide as far away as possible!
Ling Ao and Xianfu Xingyu also looked at Dou Tian as though they were facing a great enemy. Dou Tian's power was deeply ingrained in their hearts, and was a monster that even Chu Yunfei did not place in their eyes.
The few of them stood there, in a dilemma. It was as if they were waiting for the judgement of Dou Tian.
"Why aren't you listening to your subordinates, coming over to kill me, and take revenge for Murong Xi?" Dou Tian finally spoke up as he looked at Murong Langchen and the rest indifferently.
"I, I …" Murong Langchen held back for a long time, unable to say a single word.
The others felt that something was amiss. Wasn't the normal Murong Langchen very powerful? Why did he seem like a different person today?
Where was his arrogance from before? How did he become so dispirited in an instant?
"Didn't you say you wanted me to get out here to die? Now that I'm out, what are you waiting for?" Dou Tian's tone slowly turned cold, as he walked towards Murong Langchen step by step.
Murong Langchen's body trembled slightly, and unconsciously retreated, Ling Ao and Xianfu Xingyu also slowly walked towards the side.
Murong Langchen used a pleading gaze to look at Ling Ao and Xianfu Xingyu, but the two of them acted as if they didn't see anything, causing Murong Langchen to curse incessantly in his heart.
Actually, he couldn't be blamed on Ling Ao and Xianfu Xingyu, it was just that Murong Langchen's mouth was too cheap. If you want to take revenge, then go ahead and take revenge, no need to be so arrogant, at least you have to figure out who your enemy is.
Moreover, Ling Ao could already be considered to be loyal. The first time he bet with them, even if he lost the bet he lost by several hundred million Soul Crystal. This was also a huge blow to him.
However, under Murong Langchen's invitation, Ling Ao didn't hesitate to accompany him to look for his fiancee, Chu Ling'er.
However, who would have thought that after meeting Duotian, Murong Langchen would be slapped twice, and then be kicked away. He was lucky that he was not destroyed by Duotian.
However, Ling Ao was able to see that Dou Tian was really Murong Langchen's nemesis. No matter where he went, he would meet and would always be unlucky.
Ling Ao was not an idiot, how could he possibly go crazy with Murong Langchen? He would follow him and offend Dou Tian again and again, and in the end, he would die without even knowing how.
He did not want to die here like Dugu Moce, with many beautiful days waiting for him.
When the crowd saw this scene, they were all incomparably shocked. Many of them rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
Dou Tian had only used his aura to scare Murong Langchen away, shouldn't Murong Langchen be the one to scare Dou Tian away? Why is it completely the opposite?
The cultivators that were waiting to watch a good show felt their faces burn. They silently withdrew from this place, afraid of offending this fiend, Dou Tian.
"People from the region, follow me." Ling Ao took a deep breath and hurriedly led his men away.
"People of the Eastern Region, follow me back." Xianfu Xingyu also said, she no longer had any thoughts of fighting against Dou Tian.
The first time Duotian had defeated them, perhaps it was because Duotian's luck was good, but it was impossible for a person's luck to always be good. Moreover, luck could sometimes also be a type of strength.
"Big sister Xing Yu, who is this guy? Why is he afraid of even Murong Langchen?" The young man wearing a gold robe and a gold crown ran to Xianfu Xingyu's side and asked carefully.
"Qianyan, you didn't offend Jian Hongchen right?" Xianfu Xingyu's beautiful eyes flickered, filled with a serious expression.
"He is Jian Hongchen, the one who killed Dugu Moce?" The young man in the gold robe and gold crown almost cried out in shock. His name was Xian Yuxian, also a drug refining genius with Xianfu Family.
At this moment, Immortal Fu Qian's gaze towards Dou Tian had completely changed. He was previously only fearful, but now it was filled with reverence.
Although he was in the outer city, he had heard the news of Dugu Moce's death. He was killed by a cultivator called Jian Hongchen, but very few people knew the true origins of Jian Hongchen.
"No wonder he dared to kill Murong Xi. Even Murong Langchen is so afraid of him." Xian Fu Qian took a deep breath, and didn't dare stay any longer, and immediately followed Xianfu Xingyu and left.
When he thought about how he was preparing to attack the Southern Region cultivators, he felt a chill down his spine. Fortunately, the one who had stepped out was Murong Xi, otherwise, the one who would have died would be him.
After the people from the Eastern Region left, the cultivators from the other realms slowly dispersed, leaving behind only the cultivators from the Spirit Realm.
"You, what are you trying to do?" Murong Langchen was finally afraid. Ling Ao and Xianfu Xingyu had both left, how could he be a match for Dou Tian alone.
The current Murong Langchen was no longer as light as he was before, and instead had an arrogant look, as though he was a young wife who had been bullied.
The Spirit Realm cultivators were filled with fear. Murong Langchen was a god-like figure in their hearts, someone far above them, someone they could not climb over.
But now, Murong Langchen had become a coward who was afraid of death, falling from the clouds.
"What am I doing? "Didn't you want to kill me? Now that I'm here, why don't you do it?" Dou Tian smiled indifferently. That smile was just like the smile of a reaper.
His killing intent was faintly discernable, and the temperature around him dropped by several degrees.
"I am willing to spend Soul Crystal to buy my life, I will give all that you have." Murong Langchen said in fear.
"Five hundred million?"
"One billion?"
"Two billion?"
Murong Langchen reported the numbers one by one, but Dou Tian only shook his head indifferently. Although his Murong Family was very rich, Murong Langchen's life was simply not worth it.
Moreover, Murong Langchen's Soul Crystal had already been hollowed out before, so he couldn't take out that many now. Right now, he only wanted to protect his own life, and would probably forget about it after saying anything.
"Ten billion, ten billion Soul Crystal!"
Seeing that Dou Tian was still not willing to let him go, Murong Langchen gritted his teeth and reported a crazy number. At this moment, Dou Tian finally stopped.
He took out a memory crystal as well as a pen and paper, and handed the paper and brush to Murong Langchen: "Ten billion Soul Crystal s? Then write a promissory note and read it out loud. "
"I'll write, I'll write!" Murong Langchen did not dare hesitate anymore, and immediately started writing with his trembling hands, after which he read it out loud.
In actuality, Dou Tian did not believe Murong Langchen's words. This ten billion Soul Crystal was just an empty cheque, but he had his own reasons for doing so.
He still remembered what Feng Lang had told him before. Feng Lang was someone from the Xianfu Family, so this item might be of some use in the future.
Of course, the most important thing was that Dou Tian did not want to kill Murong Langchen.
After doing all that, Dou Tian flicked his finger and the finger Murong Langchen was wearing his soul ring on suddenly snapped. It was so painful that he grimaced.
"Collect some interest first." Dou Tian said in an indifferent manner.
Murong Langchen's eyes were bloodshot, but in order to survive, he had no choice but to remove the soul imprint from his soul ring.
"Scram. Someone like you is not qualified to die by my hands. I do not wish to kill you. Merely, I do not wish to dirty my hands." Dou Tian coldly spat out a sentence.
Murong Langchen didn't dare to hesitate any longer. Picking up the broken finger, he rolled and crawled before disappearing from where he stood.