Chapter 1129: Chapter 1129

"Master of the Holy Cult Envoy, stop talking nonsense with him. I think this Sun Heaven Sect of his is just nonsense. No matter his origins, as long as he dies here, no one will know!" Ling Meng’s hatred towards Zhang Menglong had reached a peak. If it weren’t for him, his plan should have gone smoothly.

"When did it become your turn to point fingers at my actions?" The Holy Cult Envoy glared at him fiercely, and the latter shrank back like a startled sheep. Thɪs chapter is updated by ⓝovelFire.net

"How about it, I’ll give you one last chance to consider joining our Holy Church of Shadow. With your talents, I think you’ll definitely have a place in the Holy Sect." It was obvious that this envoy was very interested in Zhang Menglong.

"Sure, but I want a yearly salary of no less than 50 million Martial Crystals, social insurance and housing fund at the highest ratio, and 300 days of paid vacation each year. As long as you agree to these terms, I can consider it."

"You’re refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!" The envoy’s patience had finally run out. If not for the fact that Zhang Menglong could invent so many amazing things, a mere Eighth Grade martial artist would have been slapped to death by him long ago.

"Since that’s the case, I can only send you to die," he said, regretting a glance at the already destroyed Italian Cannon Plus and the Italian Cannon Max. "Our Holy Sect also has many skilled craftsmen. Without you, it just takes more time to analyze, don’t think you’re truly irreplaceable."

"Come on, make your move, kill me, I’m itching to death!" Zhang Menglong said. "If you don’t kill me today, no one should think of leaving!"

The people from the Lingyun Sect and the Royal Family were dumbstruck. "If you don’t kill me, you can’t leave"? What kind of Underworld talk was this? How could there really be someone this shameless in the world?

Although the Holy Church of Shadow’s envoy was already extremely furious now, he still had a thread of sanity remaining.

This group of Royal Family people, apart from the tremendously powerful cannons, didn’t even have a Heaven-breaking Realm person, while he was a martial artist at the peak of the Mystic-Breaking First Realm. With such a large power gap, even if they were unyielding, they shouldn’t be acting so strangely yin-yang.

"Could they have some kind of trump card?" the envoy couldn’t help but suspect.

"Ling Meng, who exactly is this Zhang Menglong?" The envoy transmitted with Mystic Qi.

"Master Envoy, I’m not aware of this person’s background, but since he is standing up for the Royal Family, he must be deeply linked to them."

"Alright, you have a point. No matter how grand his background is, as long as it’s handled cleanly, no one will know it’s us!" At this moment, the envoy had already sentenced Zhang Menglong to death.

"I don’t care about your background or where you’re from. Today you’ll remain here in Lingyun Sect forever!"

Suddenly, a killing intent surged from the envoy, and a chill-filled Mystic Qi transformed into a huge bone claw going for Zhang Menglong. It turned out to be Mystic Qi with an attribute!

"It’s Ice attribute Mystic Qi!" The Royal Family’s martial artists only felt the temperature around them plummet, and their bodies were nearly frozen.

"No wonder he’s from the Holy Church of Shadow," Qi Xiu exclaimed. "Just the talent from this Spirit Root, our Sacred Gold Dynasty can’t find another one like it."

Just when everyone thought Zhang Menglong was about to die at the envoy’s hand, he showed an unfathomable smile.

"You actually dare to make a move on me, I respect you as a man!" Zhang Menglong said slowly, "Wang Long!"

The Mystic Qi attack was less than two meters away from Zhang Menglong when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a phantom.

He, like the Holy Church of Shadow’s envoy, wore a hooded cloak, appearing extremely mysterious. The most frightening thing was that the space in front of him was twisted by a powerful Mystic Qi, so no one could see his true appearance.

The figure in the black robe just extended two fingers, lightly tapping at the claw, causing the bone-like Mystic Qi claw to shatter immediately.

"Who are you? Dare to interfere in my Holy Church of Shadow’s matters?" Although his attack was nullified, the envoy was not overly flustered. Zhang Menglong was merely an Eighth Grade True Martial artist, and that move hadn’t used even a tenth of his power.

However, the opponent’s appearance had caught him off guard, making him wary.

"What is this Holy Church of Shadow? Whoever harms my young master dies!"

"Hahaha, such big words, it’s the first time I’ve heard someone say my Holy Church of Shadow is nothing," the envoy said to Zhang Menglong. "No wonder you act so fearlessly, with a master protecting you. But do you think your person can really protect you?"

"You can try," Zhang Menglong replied. "Wang Long, don’t hold back, go all out!"

Wang Long walked forward step by step, and with each step, his aura surged a level.

Heaven-breaking First Realm.

Heaven-breaking Second Realm.

Heaven-breaking Third Realm.

Mystic-Breaking First Realm.

Mystic-Breaking Second Realm.

By the fifth step, the envoy’s expression began to change, and as for the people of the Lingyun Sect, they were ashen-faced.

They were just mocking Zhang Menglong’s Sun Heaven Sect as something made up on the spot, at best a third-rate force on the road.

But having such a master as personal protection, could this be something an ordinary organization could have? Moreover, Zhang Menglong in this so-called Sun Heaven Sect must hold an extremely high status.

With nine steps taken, Wang Long’s aura had risen to the God-breaking Third Realm, and the envoy’s body was immobilized under a powerful force. Wang Long’s strength had far exceeded his imagination, and all he could feel was his own insignificance before the other.

"God-breaking Realm! You’re a God-breaking Realm martial artist?" The envoy almost screamed.

Even in their Holy Church of Shadow, martial artists of the God-breaking Realm were very few, and as for this remote low-level dynasty, having even a Mystic-Breaking Realm was already looked highly upon by the Sacred Gold Dynasty. Those God-breaking Realm martial artists wouldn’t deign to appear in such a low-level dynasty.

"God-breaking Realm?" The Lingyun Sect people were numb. What kind of luck did the Royal Family of the Sacred Gold Dynasty have to latch onto such power? No wonder Zhang Menglong said earlier that their Lingyun Sect’s thigh wasn’t thick enough.

Without even comparing the Holy Church of Shadow and Zhang Menglong’s so-called Sun Heaven Sect right now, at least the thigh they were holding onto was not even as thick as a strand of hair on the Royal Family’s thigh!

"L... Lord, I’m sorry, I was offensive. I will immediately leave the Sacred Gold Dynasty and never set foot in it again!" At this moment, all the envoy had in his heart apart from fear was devoid of any other emotion.

"It’s over," Wang Long said expressionlessly, "Young master said you must die, so you will die!"

"Crack!" The envoy’s legs broke with a sound, and Wang Long’s terrifying power, even just his aura, couldn’t be resisted.

He knelt, with his arms propping up his body, the blood already soaking into the ground.

"Crack!" Both arms buckled under the pressure and broke too, his head pushed deep into the ground, his face distorted under the heavy pressure.

With a burst of blood mist, he turned into a pile of shredded flesh. A Mystic-Breaking First Realm martial artist fell just like that.

"Bury him!" Zhang Menglong commanded.

Wang Long waved his hand, and a giant stone pressed directly onto his shattered body.

This brutal and powerful method left the Lingyun Sect’s people shocked to their core, calling this "Buried"?

Zhang Menglong walked to the "grave" and said, "Without some real strength, who are you trying to show off to?"