Chapter 293 Hand in a Strike

At this time, the antiques behind the major forces are also discussing with divine thoughts. For them, divine thoughts are the safest way. Of course, for any true practice, divine communication is the safest and most secret way of communication. If you meet a true person who is much higher than your own cultivation, there is nothing you can do if you underestimate the strength of the other party and let the other party know the content of their conversation.

The current situation is quite obvious. The gap between the strength of these old antiques in the Yuanying period and Long Yongcheng, a golden fairy, makes Long Yongcheng hear the conversation of those old antiques very clearly.

"This man's strength is unfathomable. I'm afraid none of us can be his opponent."

"But we can't let it shake the whole martial arts like this! This has too much impact on us and our children and grandchildren. Are you willing to do it?

"No one will be willing. Well, let's all work together to kill this person. If we can't, we will have two possibilities. The first may be that the person was seriously injured by us, and we don't need much effort to clean him up. And another possibility is that the limit of old antiques that we don't know how many years have lived should also come!"

"Okay, that's it. Anyway, we old antiques live in this world just to constantly pursue a higher level, and the most important thing is to protect our descendants. As long as our descendants can maintain their current status and continue to pass on, old antiques like us will still appear..."

Under the coverage of Long Yongcheng's consciousness, the topics they talked about were clearer than shouting loudly directly in his ear. But Long Yongcheng is indifferent to this. Even if he has just entered the realm of immortals, he will not be afraid of the joint blow of these people, let alone himself in the realm of golden immortals now? After all the old antiques join hands with a blow, they will be able to better establish their prestige and make it easier to establish the image of this "god" in the hearts of all martial arts people.

There is no clue on Long Yongcheng's expression. No one knows that he has already known their plan clearly, and he is not afraid to wait for their joint blow. Long Yongcheng is thinking that after this martial arts conference, even if he doesn't get what he wants in this big world, his understanding of the power of all sentient beings will have no meaning to continue. Because the opportunity of the martial arts conference is already the best opportunity, and there is no better opportunity for me to stay any longer. I can only engrave the memory of this incident in my soul, and maybe one day I can suddenly realize it.

"I'll count to three, let's do it together!"

A faint thought flashed between these old antiques. Long Yongcheng closed his eyes slightly and could not see his eyes, but if anyone could see his eyes at this time, he would definitely see the smile contained in it. It was a kind of ignorant mockery of the self-evage of the dragonfly shaking the tree. What these old antiques have not found is that there have been dark waves surging under the seemingly calm sea, and it is possible to break through the sea at any time. Maybe the huge waves will smash everything into pieces! Since it is the last blow of these old antiques, Long Yongcheng naturally has to maximize his potential, so that he can plant the seeds of "god" in people's hearts.

"One!"

That weak divine thought was transmitted among those antiques again. At this time, the scene of the whole martial arts conference was silent. Those who are weak have been suppressed by Long Yongcheng's momentum and can't move, and if their strength is slightly stronger, at least they can do it under the pressure of Long Yongcheng's potential. Either they were shocked by the battle between the young man and Long Yongcheng just now and thought about what they should do in their brains, or those who have Those old antiques followed secretly, waiting for the old antiques' decision.

The silence at the scene of the martial arts conference made everyone present feel more depressed. None of them dares to see the existence sitting firmly on the golden boat again, as if it were a real god, which would make people feel suffocating. It seems that one is on the ground and the other in the sky. This feeling of looking up makes these martial arts people who have never scrupulous about doing things very uncomfortable and not used to it.

"Two!"

"Three!"

After these three shouts, the atmosphere of the whole audience seemed to have changed. The previous situation of Long Yongcheng seemed to have been broken, and an extremely dangerous breath suddenly rose. At this moment, some people who originally looked very inconspicuous in different directions suddenly burst out to make these martial arts The people in the forest felt the power of terror, and there was only one goal for all of them, which was Long Yongcheng!

In the face of this scene, the pupils of the young master of the Nan family suddenly shrank. From the power of these people's blow, he could completely judge that it was the old antiques behind the major forces in the martial arts. Those old antiques actually joined hands to attack their masters at the same time. Under such an attack, the young master of the Nan family felt that no matter how powerful he was, there should not even be any scum left. Can your own master really pick it up?

For the same attack, Long Yongcheng sneered repeatedly. How can the momentum he created be broken by this group of low-strength beings? If he is not concerned about his golden immortal strength, and if he unfolds all the power, he will not be able to stand to crush them to death, the momentum he created will never be so fragile.

While these old antiques attacked, the sea behind Long Yongcheng suddenly changed a lot. The sea was suddenly lifted up, and a huge fist composed of seawater rushed out from under the calm sea, and the attack of those old antiques reached him at the same time, and those old antiques. The attacks collided with each other.

This change is so fast that everyone can't react. There are not many people in the martial arts who can keep up with the speed of those old antiques. The only thing they see is a huge fist composed of seawater suddenly appeared in front of Long Yongcheng, and then there was a loud noise, followed by Like the sound of a sack hitting the ground, you will see at least one person in every place in the direction of the sound of the sack hitting the ground, and the injury is not serious or light, but everyone spit out a mouthful of blood.

In this short moment, except for the remaining top masters and the big forces that have not yet broken the void and those big forces that know all the old antiques have joined hands to attack Long Yongcheng, many martial arts people have not reacted when these old antiques were beaten back by Long Yongcheng's counterattack and spit out a mouthful of blood. What happened here? But soon, there was an uproar among the crowd, because almost every one of these people who was smashed to the ground like broken sacks once had a great reputation in the martial arts, and even a considerable part of them were thousands of years ago who only had portraits circulating in the martial arts and were worshipped as gods!

People in martial arts are not stupid, especially those who dare to come here to participate in such an unprecedented martial arts conference, except for a few, most of them are not stupid. After knowing the identity of these antiques, they soon knew what had just happened. Those old antiques who have belonged to the mythical level in the martial arts and don't know how many years they have lived together to attack Long Yongcheng, and were defeated by Long Yongcheng under one blow!

And what is even more shocking is these antiques. Long Yongcheng can carry out their attacks and defeat them with one blow, which is already very unfathomable. What is particularly terrible is that when he defeated them with one blow, the strength between them is uneven. The weakest is Jin Dan, and the strongest is already Yuan Ying, but the injuries between them are equally serious. They just spit out a mouthful of blood, and there is no lighter or heavier. Such precise control makes them feel that the person in front of them is more unfathomable, making them completely extinguish the hope that they can work together to defeat him many years later.

God! Unless this person is a real god! Otherwise, this person will never do this! Such an idea rose at the same time in the hearts of these antiques. Even these old antiques think so, not to mention the rest of the martial arts. These antiques are already gods-level existence for many people, defeating so many god-level existences in their minds. Such strength, even if it is not a god, they can't find a stronger word than God to describe an existence.

The ideas in the hearts of these martial arts people are strange, but all the ideas are almost the same, that is, they have completely determined that Long Yongcheng is a god! Every bit of these people's ideas was clearly detected by Long Yongcheng. He felt that he was really like the god of this big world, looking down on all sentient beings! This feeling can not be created for yourself by deliberately creating momentum alone, but needs others to really treat themselves as gods.

The power of all sentient beings is strange. In that big world, the name of the king of tough police, people's feelings about themselves in that big world are similar to gods, but they are not gods, which is an absolute trust in themselves and an unshakable recognition of their status. And God is just a existence between nothingness and reality. Just like now, many people present will really only regard it as a dream. In addition, Long Yongcheng's sense of the thoughts of all sentient beings about the six reincarnations on the bridge. Long Yongcheng felt that his previous understanding of the thoughts of all sentient beings had suddenly expanded a lot.