Disciple, please spare these five beautiful masters.

The remaining half day was spent in this gorgeous villa.

Di Longxuan followed Song Zhixing and toured the villa and saw a dazzling array of collections.

From bronzes and battle armor to blue and white porcelain, lacquerware and pottery, five thousand years of culture are included.

It seems that this eight-fingered old man’s usual hobby is collecting.

All the money earned in a lifetime has been used for collection.

I don’t know what kind of character that Bodhidharma will be.

What other hobbies do you have?

Early the next morning, several people got in the car and set off together.

Another three hours of travel.

The car entered the bustling Yuncheng in the Hedong area.

In front of the parking lot was a research institute.

Di Longxuan couldn't help but be stunned, "Is the person here?"

Song Zhixing glanced at him, who was like a walking zombie, and nodded slightly, not bothering to explain more.

The eight-fingered old man, on the other hand, said with a smile: "Dharma is a lunatic in Guitian, and he is also a pervert. He has been researching all kinds of weird ways to make people stronger all year round, such as taking special potions, soaking in special liquids, and extracting The power of meteorites can be used to eat human bodies or animal corpses.”

When Di Longxuan heard this, he was even more shocked!

No wonder this research institute is called the Strongman Research Institute.

After the guard at the door checked their IDs, they let the six people in.

The eight-fingered old man was very familiar with the road inside and took the lead to walk deeper.

"Actually, today is the institute's annual Strongman Immortality Conference."

When these words came out, Song Zhixing and Di Longxuan were both stunned.

Immortality conference?

Seeing that both of them were confused, the eight-fingered old man gave a brief introduction.

It turns out that although this strongman research institute was founded by Bodhidharma, there are still many wealthy people who have invested in it.

He even provided a rich man with various potions to improve his physique and prolong his life all year round.

Therefore, longevity meetings are held every year to introduce new research results to these wealthy people. On the one hand, it is to attract investment, and on the other hand, it is also to sell drugs.

After Di Longxuan understood this, he felt that Bodhidharma was really a business master.

He can also imitate this idea.

After arriving at a large conference hall on the right, the three of them saw hundreds of people inside, toasting and chatting.

As expected, the words "Strong Man Immortality Conference" were reflected on the huge electronic screen in front of them.

As soon as Song Zhixing and the eight-fingered old man arrived, many people started chatting and catering to them.

Di Longxuan stood nearby, silently observing the surroundings.

Half of the people present were warriors, and the rest should be rich and famous.

"Who is this guy? He's very unfamiliar. Which one of you is the disciple?"

A short fat man in a suit walked over and asked with a smile.

The eight-fingered old man looked at Song Zhixing, "His people."

"It's just an obedient dog. Bring it here to see the world."

Song Zhixing smiled.

In his opinion, the poison has entered Di Longxuan's body, and now there is really no difference between Di Longxuan and a dog.

The eight-fingered old man suddenly laughed when he heard this, "That's right, it's just a dog, haha! To be honest, I personally don't like this kind of dog."

"I don't like him even with his ordinary appearance. Why did Mr. Judge like him? Is there something special about him?"

The short, fat man looked at Di Longxuan and asked with a smirk.

He is a local super rich man with a fortune of tens of billions.

Therefore, he is naturally qualified to tease Di Longxuan like this.

When Song Zhixing heard this, he smiled and said: "My dog's greatest advantage is that he is good and obedient! If you ask him to eat shit, he will not hesitate, believe it or not?"

After saying this, the eight-fingered old man laughed immediately!

He also guessed that Song Zhixing should have given the other party three corpse poison.

Because Song Zhixing often did this, he had used poison to control dozens of top celebrities in order to play absurd and perverted games.

Of course, until now, the Eight-fingered Old Man didn't know Di Longxuan's name.

He always thought that this was just an ordinary subordinate.

When the pudgy rich man heard this, he threw his head back and laughed!

"Mr. Judge, if you say so, I really want to give it a try! If he really does it, I will treat you tonight, flying in the sky and on the ground. As long as you want to eat, I will treat you!"

After he finished speaking, poof! Spit on the ground.

Then, in full view of everyone, he looked at Di Longxuan and pointed at the spit on the ground.

"Be good, lick it clean. If you really do it, I will also reward you, haha!"

After saying this, many wealthy people and warriors from all around were attracted!

Looking at Chaori gloatingly.

Everyone looked very interested and laughed one after another!

Song Zhixing didn't have any objection, but looked happy. After all, he was also half a businessman.

After Di Longxuan licks it clean, he can also take the opportunity to promote his three corpse poison. It is best to make money from these rich people.

"Now I order you to lick it clean immediately."

Song Zhixing also issued instructions.

Under the gaze of everyone, Di Longxuan finally nodded, and then like a zombie, he took a step forward and looked at the spit on the ground.

Bending over, it seemed like he was about to lie down on the ground and lick it!

There was enthusiastic laughter everywhere!

Song Zhixing was even more proud. He didn't believe that Di Longxuan would disobey orders because of the poison.

The eight-fingered old man also laughed. He had seen too many people controlled by Song Zhixing's poison and knew how powerful the poison was.

At this moment, no one doubted that Di Longxuan would protest.

But at this moment, Di Longxuan's eyes when he looked at the ground suddenly became extremely cold!

The reason why he hadn't done anything before.

Just to come to this research institute, after all, the bloody treasure box is here.

Now that they have arrived at the scene, whether it is Song Zhixing or the eight-fingered old man, in Di Longxuan's opinion, they should be dead!

All the debts caused by the siege and murder of the biological mother must be repaid!

In the flash of lightning, Di Longxuan suddenly touched his waist! The Moonfall Dagger fell into my hand!

The peak cultivation level of his whole body was poured into his arms. In an instant, the dagger he was holding seemed to become a ray of light!

It was incredibly fast, and coupled with the explosion of the power of the blue dragon, his movements were even faster!

So much so that in this instant, his body had already shot out, but the afterimage was still in place, maintaining the bending action.

No one watching the excitement around realized that a crazy killing had begun!

Song Zhixing's eyelids suddenly twitched. As a martial saint, he had keen senses, and suddenly found that there was an incredibly powerful murderous intention targeting him!

And the eight-fingered old man also discovered it!

The two men's bodies and minds instantly entered a state of preparation for war, but it was already too late.

Dilongxuan's Yueluo dagger, which was faster than lightning, was within ten thousandths of a breath, poof!

It penetrated Song Zhixing's heart!

The right side of Song Zhixing's body could not withstand the penetration of this huge force, and it instantly turned into blood mist!

At the same time, Di Longxuan held Yueluo in his hand and kept killing the eight-fingered old man.

The eight-fingered old man who was also a martial saint roared and punched Emperor Longxuan at the moment Song Zhixing was killed.

In an instant, fists and daggers clashed!

The eight-fingered old man's fists are fierce and domineering, and they are the true legacy of Shaoshishan.

He originally thought that this punch could break the dagger into pieces and kill Di Longxuan.

Unexpectedly, his face was filled with panic the moment the confrontation took place!

Because the dagger penetrated directly into his fist without any hindrance, the joints, flesh and bones were instantly shattered, and then his arm!

The eight-fingered old man screamed, immediately abandoned his arm and turned around to escape.

But Di Longxuan then slashed out with his dagger, poof! The eight-fingered old man's chest was cut into two pieces by an extremely sharp dagger!

Before people could react, they had already entered the underworld.

"No, it's impossible!! I won't die, no way!!"

As the eight-fingered old man roared, two bodies fell to the ground at the same time!

Song Zhixing on the other side also fell to the ground!

The two went to the underworld together.

And all this happened in less than a second! In the blink of an eye, the two powerful men turned into corpses!