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Chapter 993: I Don't Agree

On the fifth floor of the Ancient Heavenly Palace, people looked at the dozen or so people standing there with incredible looks on their faces, these people had entered the Ancient Heavenly Palace for a few years, and the faces of the three machine spirits also changed, but they didn't expect that these dozen people were really willing to give up the opportunity to become Longjie.

The three machine spirits have also lived in the Ancient Heavenly Palace for many years, and they are naturally familiar with these dozen people, so it can be said that they have become friends, and the face of more than a dozen people, the three machine spirits are not easy to refute.

"What a spirit!" Xu Yiyi and the others showed a look of sigh on their faces, looked at more than a dozen people, and showed admiration in their eyes.

"Boss, although you have been reincarnated, it cannot be denied that you are still our boss, and we can't forget the affection for so many years, so don't shirk!" The two saints spoke at the peak, their voices solemn.

"Dead Eye!" Long Jie shook his head slightly, he didn't say anything, but he was also extremely moved in his heart, he knew that Long Zhantian was in this ancient heavenly palace at the beginning, and he was like a brother and sister with these dozen people, after all, after getting along for so many years, the relationship must be very deep.

"I disagree!" Just when the three great instrument spirits didn't know what to do, a deep voice broke the deadlock and made people's hearts move.

"Old Eighteen, what are you doing here?" The two saints showed displeasure on their faces, when Long Jie just came in before, the person who was called the old eighteenth was a little unenthusiastic.

However, everyone also understands that Lao Eighteen entered the Ancient Heavenly Palace after Long Zhantian walked out of the Heavenly Palace, and he was not familiar with Long Zhantian, so people didn't take it too seriously.

"Big brother, now you are the eldest brother, not the reincarnated kid, and I am not familiar with him, let me give up the right to fight for this ancient heavenly palace, do you say it is fair to me?" The middle-aged man showed a trace of anger on his face, and he spoke at the peak of the two saints led by him.

The seventeen people were a little silent, it was true, although they had a deep relationship with Long Zhantian, they had nothing to do with the later eighteen.

"Of course, if you want me Ding Wenxing to endure it, unless he can win me, don't talk about it!" The middle-aged man showed a hint of war intent on his face, and looked at Long Jie.

"I'm still afraid that you won't make it?" Long Jie is obviously also extremely arrogant, although he has not stayed in the fourth layer of the Heavenly Machine Dao Diagram for a long time, but his strength has also been promoted to the early stage of the saint, and he has gradually gained some of the prestige of the superior after turning over his anger, and his qi and blood are rising, and bursts of dragon power are rising in the main hall.

"Old Eighteen, what do you mean by that!" The two saints who were at the head showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces, both of them were his brothers, but at this time, they were a little tense, and they were a little difficult to be in the middle.

Zhou Wei's face was moved, this old eighteenth name is Ding Wenxing, he is the scattered cultivation Tianjiao of the Star Luo Domain, and he was also famous all over the world back then, and his strength is naturally extremely strong.

The people of the Demon Domain and the Protoss looked at the two of them with great interest, obviously hoping that the two would fight, in that case, they would still have some chances to fight for this Ancient Heavenly Palace, otherwise if they really followed the proposal of the saint's peak power, looking at the expressions of the three machine spirits, this matter would be really a little difficult to handle.

"If you win me, I will admit that you are the boss, if you can't win me, I Ding Wenxing will not admit it, speak with your strength!" Ding Wenxing's robe fluttered, and the momentum of the middle stage of the saint emanated from his body.

"That uncle, you are a strong man in the middle of a saint, and you want to compete with a person in the early stage of a saint, do you think this is fair?" Xu Yiyi sneered, obviously intentionally, not wanting Long Jie to suffer.

"Old eighteen, you are presumptuous, if you recognize us, go back honestly, don't blame the brothers for turning their faces!" Gu Yuanxun opened his mouth to scold, with impatience in his voice.

"Seventh brother, I hope you don't care about it, don't chill your brother's heart!" Ding Wenxing's gaze swept over the seventeen people.

Swept away by Ding Wenxing's glance, the seventeen people fell silent, knowing that this matter should not be taken care of, but they knew Ding Wenxing's strength, even if a saint like Gu Yuanxun wanted to take it down in a short period of time in the later stage, it would be a little impossible.

"I don't take advantage of it, I am self-proclaimed and cultivated, and I will fight with you at the same level!" Ding Wenxing's face showed a hint of confidence, his hands moved again and again, and a little starlight flew out of Ding Wenxing's hands, communicating the general trend of heaven and earth, and finally integrated into Ding Wenxing's body, at the same time, Ding Wenxing's cultivation also quickly fell to the realm of the early stage of a saint.

"Che, if I am a self-appointed cultivator and fight a half-step saint, do you think this is fair?" Xu Yiyi was still sarcastic, with mockery in his eyes, and spoke at Ding Wenxing.

Ding Wenxing glanced at Xu Yiyi, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and then nodded very seriously: "Okay!" ”

Ding Wenxing just replied with one word, and his hands suddenly urged again, and his cyan palms slapped towards his chest.

"Is he going to beat himself to the point of being seriously injured?" People's faces were shocked, but they didn't expect Ding Wenxing to be so proud that he wanted to injure himself in order to fight fairly.

The seventeen old men shook their heads lightly on their faces, they knew that Ding Wenxing was just arrogant, and his heart was actually not bad, and the big reason for doing this was because of them, so that they would not be too ugly in front of Long Jie.

The cyan palm had earth-shattering fluctuations, this palm was completely capable of killing an ordinary saint in the early stage, Ding Wenxing did not hesitate at all, and slapped it fiercely towards his chest.

Just as the cyan palm was about to slap on Ding Wenxing's chest, a low dragon roar sounded in the main hall, and the wind and thunder flashed.

"No need!" Long Jie suddenly appeared in front of Ding Wenxing, his little white hand, grabbing Ding Wenxing's palm that was about to fall.

"Huh?" Ding Wenxing's eyes flashed, his face showed a trace of horror, and he looked at Long Jie, although he was a little careless just now, but Long Jie's speed also surprised him.

And how great his strength is, Long Jie stopped him so stiffly, and Long Jie's face was still indifferent.

The eyes of the others also showed a different color, looking at Long Jie, even Luo Tian, and sighed in his heart, he hadn't seen Long Jie's hand for a long time, and at this time, it seemed that Long Jie's strength was also rising rapidly.

After Long Jie finished speaking, his hands moved, and he stretched out his hand and a little dragon qi flew out of Long Jie's hand, rushing into Ding Wenxing's body, making Ding Wenxing's face change, and bursts of dragon roars came from his body.

At the same time, the momentum on Ding Wenxing's body also slowly rose, and he once again returned to the cultivation of the middle stage of the saint.

"What do you mean?" Ding Xingwen's face showed doubts, although his sealing method was a little simple, but it was not something that ordinary people could crack, but he didn't expect Long Jie to crack it with a casual click, which couldn't help but make Ding Wenxing's eyes more solemn.

"That's it, beat until you're convinced!" Long Jie flew up and stood in the void, his body full of fighting spirit, his eyes thinking of Ding Wenxing.

The sound of "hiss......" gasping came out, and people looked at Long Jie like a monster, but they didn't expect Long Jie to be so conceited.

In the eyes of people, it is impossible to win at all against the mid-stage saint with the early stage of the saint, not to mention that Ding Wenxing is not an ordinary mid-stage saint, but a genius, and his strength is definitely stronger than the middle stage of an ordinary saint.

"Crazy ......" people's first feeling is that Long Jie is too crazy, even more crazy than Luo Tian, but people also have to admire Long Jie's courage.

"Boss, the power of your bloodline has not been fully awakened, this ......" More than a dozen old men showed worried expressions on their faces.

"It's okay!" Long Jie's eyes were sharp, his eyes looked at Ding Wenxing, who had already flown a few hundred feet away in front of him, the two looked at each other in the air, golden light rose everywhere, and the battle intent emanated from the two of them into invisible fluctuations, colliding together.

The three machine spirits glanced at each other, but did not stop them, but stood aside and watched the excitement.

Luo Tian's eyes glanced at Long Jie deeply, and he felt that Long Jie in front of him was a little unfamiliar, this kind of serious and arrogant look was something Luo Tian had never seen in Long Jie.

"Imperceptibly, Long Jie was still affected by Long Zhantian after all!" Luo Tian sighed, in his heart, he also hoped that Long Jie would return to that carefree appearance.

"No matter what the result is, I admit you, just with your arrogance, I obey, I always thought I was crazy enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more crazy than me!" Ding Xingwen, with clear eyes, spoke at Long Jie, and there was a hint of admiration in his voice, and bursts of starlight appeared around Ding Xingwen, slowly flowing.

"Don't talk about it, let's fight!" Long Jie's face showed senselessness and arrogance, his body flickered, facing the middle stage of the saint, he was not afraid at all, turned into a streamer, and flew towards Ding Wenxing.

As a powerhouse in the middle stage of a saint, Ding Wenxing naturally would not be afraid of a saint in the early stage, even if this person was the reincarnation of the famous Long Zhantian.

The blue light flashed, Ding Wenxing seemed to be a meteor in an instant, appearing in front of the other party, without using martial arts, the two fists of one green and one gold suddenly collided together.

"Click......" The void exploded, invisible fluctuations formed in front of the two of them, the real dragon roared, and the golden dragon flew out in front of the two of them, roaring towards the surroundings.

The next moment, Ding Feiwen's figure regressed, his face showed an incredible look, and bursts of cracks came from his fists.

And Long Jie stood there proudly, with a hint of mockery on his immature face.

"He actually fought with the dragon clan for the strength of his body, he really killed himself, I heard that no one dared to be within the range of five hundred zhang of the dragon ancestor back then!" Mink Desuke also showed sarcasm on his face, and shook his head gently.

"I already knew that the dragon boy was physically strong, but even I almost suffered a loss at the beginning!" Chen Zhan Dart opened his mouth, thinking of the first time he met Long Jie and robbed Long Jie's glance, and Xu Yiyi, who provoked him, was also embarrassed.

"In a blink of an eye, it's been so long, it seems like it happened yesterday!" Luo Tian showed a smile on his face, and looked at Long Jie who was rushing towards Ding Wenxing again, now Long Jie has grown up, even if he doesn't seem to be Long Jie's opponent anymore.