Super Entertainment Tycoon

Thankfully, I walked to the golden ball and stretched out my hand. What was originally the size of a basketball instantly became the size of an adult's fist and could be held. It was golden in color and covered with mysterious lines.

From the moment the golden ball left its original position, everyone felt a tremor from the earth, followed by a rumbling sound.

"Go!"

Everyone wanted to evacuate immediately, but they did not expect that a stone wall would slowly rise in front of this formation, blocking their way back and besieging them here.

Then, the ground slowly rose under their feet, and they saw a ray of light coming from the top of their heads. The light was half golden and half dark, coming from the palace.

In the palace.

Although the earth trembling can also be felt, there is nothing in this palace. Everyone in the West or the East all showed a happy look. None of them spoke first, quietly looking at the center of the palace. The floor tiles are rounded out and scattered on both sides.

"It seems successful."

"Good job."

The family of the Eastern heritage revealed surprises.

"Hahaha, the **** Oriental will jump up angrily, and when we get that thing, we can kick their **** fiercely!"

Westerners are equally happy.

As the ground below gradually rose, everyone below appeared in everyone's eyes.

"How come!" The excited western face instantly became serious.

"Cunning Chinese people!" Someone was furious and cursed.

Xuanyuan Longyao sneered at the other party, "The people below you were all killed by us. Don't laugh at these fifty steps. You and I know what you mean."

"Yes, don't be pretentious." Thank you.

"You guys, didn't you go to a fight?" Westerners recognized them.

It was not the younger generation who spoke this time, but the Patriarch who inherited the old generation of the family, "Joke, that kind of fictitious name is just for you."

"Successful!"

The inheritance family sent the disciples of the first-class family to take the treasures. Westerners are just the opposite. The elites are allowed to compete, and the ordinary people are transformed to take the treasures. Although the inheritance family loses the big competition, it is just a fake name. , The really important things have long been in your hands. This is the most important thing in this island dispute.

Knowing what happened, Westerners can only admit that they have suffered a loss, but it is naturally impossible for them to give up so easily if the thing that has been cultivated for a century is so easy.

"Do it!"

No more words, this time the purpose itself is this thing.

The war is on the verge of breaking out, and the first to face the opposing force is the geniuses of the inheritance family standing in the middle of the field. Facing these old Western powerhouses, the people in the center of the palace are not worthless.

"Good job!"

Xuanyuan Longyao yelled and drew out his dragon spear, which was three meters long. To wield it at will not only requires exquisite skills, but also requires extremely high power.

A dragon spear raged into the air, and it pierced the first Westerner. With Xuanyuan Longyao's skill to match this huge dragon spear, even Patriarch's strength did not dare to hold it.

Chen Zhouzhe drew out a big knife and slashed away directly.

"Junior is always a junior, and his skill is not up to it." A Westerner grinned. One of his arms was made of steel, so hard that even bullets could not penetrate.

Chen Zhouzhe's knife slashed on it could only cause a spark, and then he was broken. He was not as powerful as the Westerner.

"You actually did it to the juniors, you guys are so shameless!"

The senior members of the inheritance family also moved. They set off in a unified manner, turned into a phantom, and drew out their weapons.

Knives, guns, swords and halberds, axe, hook and fork.

The opponent is steel arms, mechanical blades, and various human bodies transformed by technology. Of course, this is not their most powerful force. It is the believers who can really compete with the Patriarch level.

They got the will from "God" and the power handed down by "God", which was strange and powerful.

"Master Jiang, don't you want to do it?" Someone shouted to the master, and Jiang Taixu sat there.

Jiang Taixu ignored him, and looked at himself as the one sitting in the West.

They moved when their gazes exchanged. Their speed was so fast that it was so frightening.

I saw two phantoms coming out and handing over in the air, and then a huge explosion occurred there, making the Patriarch's strength to dodge.

"The so-called gods are nothing more than that." Jiang Taixu looked at each other and stood with his hands held down.

"Hehehehe." The other party was a man hidden in the black cloak. "How can a mortal like you understand the power I am waiting for."

"Yeah, I'm just a mortal." Jiang Taixu looked at him and sighed. As for the sigh, only he himself knows why. "But do you know that the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all due to I stand up!"

"It's not ashamed to say it!" The black cloak moved again, and this time he showed an arm, which looked amazing, thin and scary, and skinny.

"Being able to stand here, it's just a demigod. The so-called true **** shouldn't be awakened yet, and your state of mind can't reach the level of that godhead."

"A trivial mortal, you still know a lot, let it die!"

"You're still a threat to me, the little girl in India is powerful, but if he doesn't show up, that little girl shouldn't dare to make any moves." Jiang Taixu said with disdain to the black-robed man.

With his strength, this black-robed man could not pose a threat to him at all.

The other party didn't know what he was talking about, but this attitude completely angered the black-robed man.

"Old man, I want to unscrew your head!"

"For thousands of years, there have been many people who want to unscrew my head, but no one has ever succeeded." Jiang Taixu said a shocking sentence in a voice that only he could hear.

The black-robed man took the lead this time. Jiang Taixu, who already knew his strength, ignored his attack. He only waited until he got to the front. His arms were raised, seemingly slow, but in fact it was already fast in the eyes of the black-robed man. It was terrible, and he was blocked like this in the first blow.

Not only that, this stretched arm also posed a strong threat to the black-robed man.

Facing this hand, the black-robed man felt that he could only retreat, and if he moved forward a little further, he would fall into the opponent's attack range and meet the storm.

The complexion hidden under the cloak changed drastically, and the people in black robes did not dare to be strong. At their level, many battles rely on intuition. In many cases, intuition is more convincing than what you see with your eyes.

"Want to retreat? Is it time?" Jiang Taixu smiled and stepped forward gently.