I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1122 Do you call this buried?
"Lord Holy Envoy, don't talk nonsense with him. I think he is just talking nonsense about Ritianzong. No matter what his origin is, as long as he dies here, no one will know!" Ling Meng said to Zhang Meng His hatred has reached a peak, if not for him, his plan should have gone smoothly.

"I'm doing things, when is it your turn to point out?" The envoy gave him a hard look, and the latter shrank back like a frightened sheep.

"How about it? I'll give you one last chance to think about it. How about joining my Darkborn Holy Cult? With your talent, I think there will definitely be a place for you in the Holy Cult." It can be seen that this envoy is really interested in Zhang Mengyu is very interested.

"Okay, but the annual salary I want can't be less than 5000 million Wujing, the five social insurances and one housing fund must follow the highest ratio, and there are 300 days of paid vacation every year. As long as I can agree to these conditions, I can consider it." a bit."

"You are toasting, don't eat fine wine!" The patience of the holy envoy was finally exhausted. If Zhang Menglong hadn't been able to invent so many powerful things, a mere eighth-level true martial artist would have been slapped by him long ago. Shoot dead.

"In this case, then I can only send you to die." He glanced regretfully at the destroyed Italian cannon plus and the Italian cannon max, "There are also many skilled craftsmen in our holy religion. Without you, it's just a waste of time to analyze, don't think that you are really irreplaceable."

"Hurry up, do it, kill me, I'm itching to death!" Zhang Mengyu said, "If you don't kill me today, no one will leave!"

The members of Ling Yunzong and the royal family all dropped their jaws in shock, "If you don't kill me, don't even think about leaving"?What kind of quotes from the underworld is this? How can someone in this world be so cheap?
Although the envoy of the Shadow Sacred Cult is extremely furious in his heart now, he still has a sliver of reason.

Apart from the extremely powerful cannon, this group of royals didn't even have a single person in the Heaven-shattering realm, and he was a warrior at the peak of the Mystic-shattering realm. With such a big gap in strength, they were even Ning Zhe at this time. Unyielding, shouldn't be so yin and yang.

"Do they have any hole cards?" The envoy couldn't help but wonder.

"Ling Meng, who the hell is this Zhang Menglong?" Sheng asked through sound transmission using profound energy.

"My lord, I don't know the origin of this son, but since he is a member of the royal family, he must be inextricably linked with the royal family."

"Forget it, you're right, no matter how old he is, as long as it's dealt with cleanly, no one will know that we did it!" The envoy had already sentenced Zhang Mengyu to death at this moment.

"I don't care what background you come from, you will stay in Lingyunzong forever today!"

A murderous aura suddenly gushed out from the holy envoy, and a cold profound energy suddenly turned into a huge bone claw and went towards Zhang Menglong. This is actually a kind of profound energy with attributes!

"It's ice-type profound energy!" The warriors of the royal family could only feel the sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, and their bodies were almost numb from the cold.

"As expected of a member of the Shadow Sacred Cult," Qi Xiu sighed, "With this kind of spiritual root talent alone, I, the Holy Golden Dynasty, can't find another one."

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Mengyu was about to die at the hands of the Holy Envoy, Zhang Mengyu showed an inscrutable smile.

"You really dare to attack me, I respect you for being a man!" Zhang Mengyu said slowly, "Wang Long!"

The profound energy attack was only less than two meters away from Zhang Mengyu, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Mengyu like a ghost.

He is also wearing a cloak and hood like the Holy Angel of the Shadow Sacred Church. He looks extremely mysterious. The most terrifying thing is that the space in front of him is distorted by a powerful profound energy, and no one can see his true face .

The man in black just stretched out two fingers and tapped lightly towards the center of the claw, and the bone-like profound claw immediately became torn apart.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in the affairs of my Shadow Sacred Cult?" Although the attack was resolved, the envoy was not too flustered. Zhang Mengyu was only an eighth-level true martial artist, and his skill in that move was less than a tenth or two .

But he didn't notice the other party's appearance at all, which made him have to be vigilant.

"What is the Shadow Sacred Cult, anyone who touches my young master, die!"

"Hahaha, what a big tone, it's the first time I've heard someone say that I, the Shadow Sacred Cult, is something," the envoy said to Zhang Mengyu, "No wonder you look confident, it turns out that there are experts protecting you , but do you think your people can protect you?"

"You can try it," Zhang Mengyu said. "Wang Long, don't give me face, beat me to death!"

"Yes, young master!"

Wang Long walked forward step by step, and every time he took a step, the aura on his body rose sharply.

Breaking ground.

Breaking through the two realms of the sky.

Breaking through the three realms of the sky.

Break through the mystery.

Break through the two realms of mystery.

. . . . . .

When Wang Long walked to the fifth step, the expression of the envoy had already started to look strange, as for the people of Lingyun Sect, their faces were even more ashen.

They were still laughing at Zhang Menglong's Sun Tianzong, which was compiled casually, and at most it was a third-rate force on the main road.

But to have such a master's personal protection by his side, is this a platoon that an ordinary organization can have?Moreover, Zhang Menglong is definitely a very high status existence in this so-called Ritian Sect.

After taking nine steps, Wang Long's aura has climbed to the God-breaking third realm, and the body of the holy envoy was immobilized by a powerful force. Wang Long's strength has far exceeded his imagination. What I feel is that I have become extremely small in front of the other party.

"God-breaking realm! Are you a warrior in the god-breaking realm?" The envoy almost roared.

Even in their Shadow Sacred Cult, the number of fighters in the God-shattering realm is very small. As for this marginal low-level dynasty, it is already very respectable for the Holy Golden Dynasty to have a Shattering Mystery realm. Those warriors in the God-shattering realm , simply disdain to appear in such a lowly dynasty.

"Breaking God Realm?" The Lingyun Sect's people are already numb. What kind of shit luck did the royal family of the Holy Jin Dynasty have to have such a power?No wonder Zhang Mengyu said just now that their Ling Yunzong's thighs were not thick enough.

Leaving aside who is stronger and weaker between the Shadow Sacred Church and the Sun Tianzong in Zhang Mengyu's mouth, at least the thighs they hold are not as thick as a leg of the royal family!
"My lord, I'm sorry, I offended, I will leave the Holy Golden Dynasty immediately, and I will never step into the Holy Golden Dynasty in this life!" At this moment, the envoy has no other unnecessary emotions in his heart except fear.

"It's over," Wang Long said expressionlessly, "Young master said that he wants you to die, so you must die!"

"Crack!" The Holy Envoy's legs snapped, and Wang Long's terrifying power, even just a breath, was not something he could resist.

He knelt on the ground with his arms firmly supporting his body, and the blood donation had penetrated the ground.

"Crack!" Two arms were overwhelmed and broke, his head was pressed deeply on the ground, and his face began to distort due to the heavy pressure.

Then, with a cloud of blood mist, his whole body turned into a mass of shredded flesh, thinking that the warrior at the first level of the Mysterious Shattering would fall away.

"Bury it!" Zhang Menglong ordered.

With a wave of Wang Long's hand, a boulder directly landed on his broken corpse.

Seeing this cruel and powerful method, the hearts of Ling Yunzong are terrified. Do you call this "Buried"?
Zhang Mengyu walked to the edge of the "grave" and said, "If you don't have any strength, you still have to pretend to be like someone else?"

"Oh! Tui!"

(End of this chapter)