was proficient at making normal battle clothes, so there wouldn't be any mistakes. The Dragon Armor was not ordinary.

Its size.

It was not that Long Fei did not care about the size, but he needed to bring one of the materials to its limits.

The Inch World seemed a bit small, but inside, it was a huge world.

What mattered was power.

The most important thing for Dragon Armor was their power. If they could not release their power, then the Dragon Armor could only look good.

Lastly, it was defense.

Unless it was specifically crafted, would always neglect defense. To him, the strongest attack was the best defense.

However …

The Azure Dragon Sacred Ancestor needed the Dragon Armor to help him block some special power. Although he didn't say it, Long Fei could feel that the power he was talking about should be very strong, and very lethal to him.

He had to consider perfecting his defense as well.

Nothing can be overlooked.

"Heaven's Mandate Mystical Rock, Heaven's Mandate as defense."

"The Purple Demon Rock is called Scaled Armor!"

… ….

Long Fei crazily refined it using his [True Spirit Underworld Fire].

To continuously circulate the making technique, the consumption of true spiritual value was also incomparably huge. Ordinary people simply could not endure it at all, and p.u.b.es s would be consumed until they were impotent.

One day, two days …

Long Fei didn't even take a single step forward.

The people outside were desperately cultivating, no one wanted to stop, no one wanted to drag them down.

Another two days pa.s.sed.

Long Fei was still in the process of desperately crafting.

sewing it bit by bit, and using his own strength bit by bit to link it, this was an incomparably long process, in this process, Long Fei did not dare be even the slightest bit careless.

Without distractions, in a world where one forgets oneself.

… ….

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Hahaha... "I've also stepped into the Emperor Realm."

"The power of the Emperor Realm? Is … is this the power of the Emperor Realm?"

"Thank the heavens!"

"The person you want to thank should be the Lord of Yong Master Long."

"That's right, that's right. He is my living parents. He gave me my second life. From now on, I don't need to be looked down upon anymore."

… ….

Many people were excited.

tan dapao and the others were the same, but they did not express any excitement. They knew what kind of enemies they would face in the future.

After Long Fei left the saints hill.

The other seven peaks immediately began to fight for it.

A few days of continuous fighting was finally fought over by an elder of the Wu's peak's G.o.d's holy state.

After some discussion, they reorganized the fatry sect.

"No one is allowed to touch the territory of the fatry sect."

"Grand master, what should we do with those people from the Immortal Execution Archipelago?"

"Humph!"

"If not for Long Fei, our fatry sect would not have been able to become like this. Long Fei is the sinner of our fatry sect, we must get rid of him."

"But his cultivation, he can kill Mr.Celestial, he can kill even Overlord Stronger Man, we …"

"I heard that Long Fei is preparing for the gathering of heroes ten days later and is in closed door cultivation!"

The current Sect Master's eyes flashed with a bright light. "Long Fei is in closed door cultivation?"

"Hahaha …"

"That's our chance!"

"Kill all the old, weak, and handicapped that he is leading, who will he bring to partic.i.p.ate in the gathering of heroes?"

"Besides, he is currently nothing, and is unable to replace our fatry sect. If we were to say that we are the ones partic.i.p.ating in the gathering of heroes selection, when will his turn come?"

Ye Muzhan coldly sneered and said, "Immediately send someone to the Immortal's Residence."

There was a pause for a few seconds.

Ye Muchan slightly said, "Besides Long Fei, there are also quite a few powerhouse s. Let's not send Heavenly Saint Realm powerhouse s first, let's send a group of elite Emperors to investigate the situation."

He's an old fox.

If he wasn't confident, he definitely wouldn't rashly try.

Not long later.

A group of eight Emperor-level experts headed towards the Immortal's Residence.

A few hours later, he arrived at the Immortal's Residence.

When they came to the Immortal's Residence, those Emperor Strongman s were exceptionally arrogant.

"Are there any survivors?"

"Come out."

"Sect Master has ordered us to have you all scram out of the Immortal's Mansion immediately."

A man said heavily.

The Immortal Cultivator's eyes opened and could not help but look towards the room where Long Fei was cultivating in seclusion. There was no order coming from the room, so Long Fei naturally heard him.

However …

If he had to say something about this, then their cultivation would be going down to the dogs for the next few days.

Yuan Tianw.a.n.g took a step forward, lightly said: "Our sect master is in closed door cultivation, don't make such a ruckus here."

"Yo!"

"Isn't that the White Horse Blossom Exploring Yuan Tianw.a.n.g from back then?"

"What is it? You came too? That's true, you, Long Fei, originally came to this trash place, so of course you old trash must follow the lame duck. "

"Is that true?"

"Hahaha …"

"Trash that can't even break through to the Emperor Realm, you're even qualified to talk to us?"

I entered the fatry sect a few years after you. My cultivation is about to reach the G.o.d's holy state.

"Old tras.h.!.+"

"Hahaha …"

The eight began to mock him.

Yuan Tianw.a.n.g was neither anxious nor impatient, he said in a calm manner, "I'll tell you all once again, my sect master is undergoing closed door cultivation. Please do not cause such a ruckus here again."

"F * ck!"

A man immediately shouted, "Do you think I have a good face?"

"You old trash actually dares to be presumptuous in front of us?! Not to mention you, even that lame duck Long Fei …"

When he said 'Long Fei, that lame duck', Yuan Tianw.a.n.g raised his eyes slightly. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the golden light spread out in all four directions.

Kuang Ba's killing intent was released.

"What are you looking at?"

"For example, this old trash..."

Not waiting for him to finish.

Yuan Tianw.a.n.g disappeared in place, and in an instant, he stood behind the man who had just spoke and said coldly: "You can say that I am fine, but you don't believe that my Sect Master believes that!"

"Crack!"

With a flash of divine light, his neck broke.

A head rolled down, blood spurting out.

The other seven people were shocked, and their faces were overwhelmed with shock.

Too fast.

He didn't have time to react at all.

They didn't even know how Yuan Tianw.a.n.g had attacked.

The seven of them trembled. "You, you, your cultivation."

Yuan Tianw.a.n.g smiled faintly and said: "First level of the Heavenly Saint Realm!"

"No, no, impossible. A piece of trash like you, how could you possibly …"

Not waiting for him to finish.

"Crack!"

Another divine light flashed, and another head fell off. The other six people reacted and ran, but … Yuan Tianw.a.n.g did not plan to let them go.

"I gave you a chance."

"So!"

"All of you must die!"

In just a few seconds, all eight of the Emperor Realm elite martial artists were instantly killed.

Yuan Tianw.a.n.g looked in the direction of the saints hill, and his gaze tensed up, "The Yong Master Long Lord is low-profile, so he won't do anything to you people from the Li Sect, but … You will hara.s.s him. "

This is the first batch, and they'll be back later.

Long Fei was in closed-door training and would not let anyone disturb him.

Immediately. Yuan Tianw.a.n.g took a step forward, and immediately flew towards the saints hill …