Chapter 52 Make a lot of money!

There is no doubt that Jiulong's spiritual strength is strong, but at this moment, he is a little flustered, because there are no useful clues in his brain.

"What should I do?" A life-threatening question rotates in his mind, leaving a meteor bow? Or stand quietly on the spot to watch the changes, or leave directly.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The laughter came again, "It seems that you are very melancholy, so I will make a decision for you!"

Suddenly, a huge fireball came out from high above the sky and fell down like a meteorite. It was so fast and powerful that it was extremely scary.

"Hide!" Jiulong suddenly felt that the strong wind above his head suddenly rose, and a strong crisis suddenly shrouded him. Suddenly, he made a correct response. He rolled over and kicked the ground and roared! The true qi broke out and directly urged himself to shoot like a meteor. In an instant, he had escaped 100 meters.

Boom——

At the moment when Jiulong escaped, it burst, the earth cracked, the mountains trembled, and the towering ancient trees collapsed. When the dust settled, a large pit more than ten meters in diameter cracked directly. The lush forest was in a mess, and the gravel dust everywhere splashed on the ground. The whole scene was shocking and miserable.

"Kowloon, how about it? I don't want to kill. Leave the meteor bow, and you can leave!" The huge laughter came again, but Kowloon still did not find where the sound came from.

"Nine-level magician!" Jiulong suddenly determined the level of this man, but the enemy was in the dark. I was in the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, Jiulong had never fought against the nine-level strongman. It was sure that he was defeated, but it was unknown how tragic it could be.

"The nine-level strongman is also hiding. I'm afraid!" Kowloon slowly lowered his head and quietly felt the clues of the surrounding environment, not even letting go of an ant nest.

"I don't want to talk nonsense. Say it for the last time, leave the meteor bow, and you can leave!" The sound came again, ringing from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish the position at all.

"A coward!" Jiulong snorted coldly and suddenly took off the meteor bow from his body, brushed it, carried a powerful true qi, and suddenly threw it up. The whole meteor bow was thrown out by Kowloon like a meteor. Brush! Jiulong moved, and the soles of his feet suddenly kicked to the ground and ran directly in the opposite direction.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The wild laughter came again, "The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. Since I have what I want, I won't compare with you!"

As Kowloon ran, his eyes were gloomy when he heard this sound. Suddenly, he took off a very ordinary long bow from his body, and his strong spiritual power closely followed the 'Meteor Arch' he threw and paid close attention to all the movement around him.

Suddenly, a fiery red shadow slowly appeared. The man wore a white magic robe, a white beard, and the appearance of a fairy bone. His speed was extremely fast, and he rushed directly to the flying meteor bow.

Death!

Jiulong stopped brush and suddenly turned around. The long bow was full moon, and the extremely powerful breath suddenly broke out. I saw Jiulong's whole body bathed in golden light, and the true qi in his body rushed madly to the long bow, roaring! Roar! Suddenly, two desolate beast roars came, and the virtual shadows of two white tigers slowly appeared, surrounded by a long bow, and a golden true arrow slowly condensed.

Brush!

At the moment when Jiulong felt that his momentum had accumulated to the strongest, he suddenly released the bow string and buzzed--a huge golden light soared out and shot directly at the 'meteor bow' thrown at him.

Boom——

Between the ignition and petrification, the golden light exploded, and the whole Warcraft Mountains seemed to begin to shake. In Kowloon's mind, the thick meteor arrows with buckets directly bombarded the nine-level magician. The speed of the meteor arrow is comparable to the speed of light. In an instant, it hit the side of the magician with a bang.

"Chasing!" Jiulong didn't think about it, and immediately chased in the direction of the meteor arrow bursting, saying that you were sick and killed you! Several flashes, and Kowloon has entered the front, and the nine-level magician's face is disgraced, his clothes are smashed, his mouthful of blood gushes out crazily, and his neat hair and beard are directly destroyed by the ashes.

Jiulong gently pulled out the dragon sword and slowly walked to the ground. The nine-level magician who spit blood cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, "It turns out that the nine-level magician is also stupid, no different from those four wastes!"

"You..., don't kill me!" The magician was seriously injured at this time, and his body was already weak. At this time, he was dying, and his legs trembled and unconsciously retreated.

Kowloon walked towards him step by step, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hoarse voice sounded: "Give me a reason not to kill you!"

"Nine...Dragon, I can give you a lot of money, one million, 10 million... No, 50 million!" The magician retreated in a hurry and was at a loss to raise the price.

"10 million..., 50 million?" Jiulong sneered in his heart. Qatar and Bolise, as the commanders of the three million army of Omael, did not have so much money, but the old man opened his mouth and wanted to muddle through? It seemed that he was really scared and even spoke incoherently.

"If you have so much money, you can live, but... you don't!" Jiulong pondered that now is the time when he needs money. The meteor team needs to be fully armed, and money is an important link. If this old man has money, it is just a gift.

The magician watched Jiulong walk towards him step by step. The cold dragon sword slowly approached him, and his heart trembled even more. "No..., I have, I am a master of Katu magic. I can make magic weapons. I have made a lot of money..."

Master of Magic? As soon as Jiulong heard it, his heart thumped. He had heard that this person was a famous magic weapon maker on the mainland. The magic gun he bought for the meteor team was his masterpiece, so it was so expensive. Looking at this humane appearance, Jiulong grinned, "Master Katu Magic, do you look like him?"

"Yes, I am! I am! I just wanted to study the artifact meteor bow, so I risked the world's greatness to seize the meteor bow!" The magician said very seriously and smoothly. Jiulong saw it and felt that he was not lying. If he really had a master who could make magic weapons, he would make a lot of money this time.

"I don't care whether you are a master of Katu magic or not, but if you can be loyal to me, I can disturb your life!" Suddenly, Jiulong said fiercely.

"Loyalty... you..., you are a seven-level warrior!" Katu magic master seems to be a little embarrassed. If Jiulong is a nine-level strongman, or higher, he will not be ashamed to be loyal, but his famous Katu magic master on the mainland wants to be loyal to a milky seven-level martial artist, which is not funny.

Jiulong smiled. He knew that the old man disdained himself, cracked the corners of his mouth slightly, licked his lips and choked! The dragon sword suddenly shook, and a loud knife sound suddenly sounded, and a killing atmosphere directly forced the old man.

"Ah--don't kill me!" The old man was so scared that he held his head and quickly shouted, "I'm loyal. Can't I conclude a loyalty contract?"

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly, "Old man, you're right. Those who know the current affairs are handsome. Now, I'm for the knife, and you want to live for the fish. You know how to do it!"

"............" I saw the magician reading words in his mouth. After a while, a strong magic wave came, and a fiery red ball slowly formed, slowly drifting towards Kowloon, humming! Drill directly into the eyebrows of Kowloon.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Jiulong suddenly laughed, gently touched his forehead, and quickly put away the dragon sword, with a respectful look on his face, "Master Katu Magic, boy Jiulong was rude just now. Please get up quickly!"

"You...!" Katu Magic Master looked at Jiulong's appearance and immediately opened his mouth, "You, how can you have such a strong spiritual power!"

"Master Katu Magic, concludes a spiritual magic contract. The host needs super spiritual power. Since I want you to be loyal to me, I'm naturally not afraid that your spiritual power will make me an idiot!" Jiulong smiled and suddenly felt the emptiness in his body. His true qi was exhausted, and a sense of fatigue suddenly jumped into his heart.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Suddenly, the woods shook and the shadows shuttled. Jiulong knew that there was too much noise here, which shocked Euro Tatison and others. Finally, the pillow came!

Plop-

Kowloon could no longer stand stable. He slowly dropped the dragon sword, ploped, fell to the ground, and was soft. He stroked the meteor bow and grinned, "I made a lot of money today!"

"This..., you have already been at the end of the crossbow, so if I kill you, my allegiance contract will naturally be terminated!" Katu Magic Master was suddenly stunned. Looking at Jiulong's pale face, he suddenly woke up. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, slowly stood up and approached Jiulong directly.

"Master..., it's a pity that you can't kill me anymore!" Jiulong was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath and said jokely.

Before Jiulong's voice fell, suddenly there was a violent roar of Euro Tatison, "Old man, you dare to touch my ninth brother, I've skinned you!"

Katu Magic Master slowly raised his head and saw Europa Tatison, Qatar, and the 500 Meteor Team staring at him. Plop, he sat on the ground and immediately cried, "My nine-level magic master, I fell into this boy's hand today!"