Mutation, the Yuanlong divine body that can continuously evolve!
When everyone heard this, they gasped. Huang Xiaolong was only in the middle of the tenth level of the Ancestral God. This Yuanlong Divine Body was so terrifying. If he continued to practice and reached Tianjun, how strong would his Yuanlong Divine Body be? !
Maybe even surpass the second Xuanhuang divine body? !
"The Yuanlong divine body that can continuously evolve." Wang Yongsen chuckled, not surprised but happy, looking at Huang Xiaolong with bloodthirsty eyes: "This is interesting. If you are too weak and are like the waste you created the Imperial Palace before, then It’s boring.” At this point, he paused and said, “Don’t worry, I said I’ll give you three moves, I’ll give you three moves, you can take action now for the remaining two moves!”
After Wang Yongsen finished speaking, he activated the Black Sha Demonic Art, and his whole body was filled with dark demonic shadows.
The dark magic formations formed by these dark shadows protected his body one after another. It was actually much stronger than when he dealt with Xie Ming of the Scarlet Flame Emperor Palace and Sun Shihai of the Creation Emperor Palace.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Fang Qian, Zhao Lei and others all had worried eyes. Although Huang Xiaolong could hurt Wang Yongsen just now, but that was when Wang Yongsen did not use the black brake magic skill to defend. Now, Wang Yongsen uses the black brake magic skill, Huang Xiaolong Can you still break the black magic technique
The Black Cha Demonic Skill is the skill of the Black Cha Demon Lord, and its evil reputation is astonishing from ancient times to the present.
Bei Xiaomei also clenched her little hands tightly.
After Wang Yongsen activated the black brake magic skill, he looked at Huang Xiaolong and smiled coldly: "This time, I hope you can hurt me like you did before. I haven't been hurt in many years. The feeling of being hurt is very comfortable. I like it. !”
As soon as Wang Yongsen's voice fell, Huang Xiaolong's whole body suddenly changed in an astonishing way. Dark light surged all over Huang Xiaolong's body, and his body surface began to swell, and his brocade robe burst open.
A layer of dark scales instantly covered Huang Xiaolong's body at an astonishing speed. Huang Xiaolong's eyes were bloodshot and cold, and cold sharp thorns sprouted from his arms.
A cold aura that seemed to come from hell swept through Huang Xiaolong's body.
"This. This is Shura bloodline!"
Some of the powerful men from the Imperial Palace exclaimed.
Yes, it was Huang Xiaolong who activated the power of the Shura bloodline in his body, and the power of the Shura bloodline continued to flow out completely.
Just in Fanggan. Zhao Lei and others were surprised. Suddenly, behind Huang Xiaolong, a golden light shook, and a thousand arms appeared. A thousand golden arms suddenly filled with Buddha energy.
"This is Sumeru Magical Skill!"
Another exclamation.
The Sumeru Magic Skill, one of the supreme magical skills in the Buddhist world, Huang Xiaolong actually practiced it!
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong moved.
Huang Xiaolong arrived in front of Wang Yongsen in an instant. Before Wang Yongsen had time to react, his fists suddenly shot out, and thousands of arms behind him shot out at the same time.
Boom!
The power of darkness. The power of the Buddha surged out at the same time, like huge waves one after another, roaring out wildly. The two different powers not only did not reject each other, but merged with each other, and the entire hall was shaken by light.
Wang Yongsen saw the dark formation composed of countless dark shadows around his body suddenly disperse, and he felt that his body seemed to have withstood a thousand heavy blows from Huang Xiaolong in an instant. This time, he did not retreat. Instead, the whole person flew out upside down.
Boom! Suddenly, there was a loud noise and hit the stone pillar on the side of the gate of the Creation Hall. The stone pillar collapsed and shook.
Wang Yongsen fell and fell. Sliding to the ground, he opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, followed by another large mouthful of blood.
One bite!
Two mouthfuls!
Three mouthfuls! Four mouths!
After spurting out four large mouthfuls of blood, he finally stopped.
Everyone stared in shock as their bodies were stained with blood and their shirts burst into pieces many times. Wang Yongsen, who looked like a beggar, was filled with shock.
He was still injured!
Wang Yongsen, who used the black brake magic skill, was still injured! And this time he was seriously injured!
Fang Qian and Zhao Lei were also sluggish.
As for Sun Shihai, Qinglong Emperor Chen Zhao, and some of the emperors, young masters, and supreme geniuses who had previously mocked Huang Xiaolong as a fool, they all had their mouths wide open, wondering what they wanted to put in them
Zhou Chen, Chen Yirong, Li Shan, and the purple-haired woman Peng Xiao standing behind Li Shan also looked shocked and incredulous.
Huang Xiaolong's senior brother Chen Hao swallowed, his throat was a little itchy
"Uncle, you are so good!" At this time, Bei Xiaomei, who was originally nervous, screamed in surprise, shaking her arms and cheering, but then added: "You are so strong!"
Many people looked over.
Huang Xiaolong was speechless when he heard this.
It's great, it's great. Why did you add another sentence, "You are so strong."
This is so strong that people will inevitably misunderstand it.
When everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock, Wang Yongsen, who looked like a beggar from the Evil God Emperor Palace, worked hard and slowly stood up from the ground. When he stood up, he was firm, but his legs were trembling.
Wang Yongsen looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock and anger, his eyes full of blood red and murderous intent: "You!"
Huang Xiaolong said indifferently: "You said that the feeling of being injured is very comfortable, so I was embarrassed just now, and I accidentally missed and shot a little too hard. However, there is one last move, you still want to let me?"
I missed it for a moment, and my shot was a little too heavy!
There is one last move, you still want to let me
When Wang Yongsen heard this, he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly threw his head back and laughed. The laugh was ferocious and crazy. He stared at Huang Xiaolong like a wounded beast: "Okay, very good, very good. You really did not disappoint me. Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but now, you have angered me and completely succeeded in angering me. Next, I will let you enjoy The joy of death!”
After Wang Yongsen finished speaking, his whole body's momentum surged, and he saw a huge surge of black light around his body. Not only that, his eyes became as red as blood, and two blood-red lights continued to rotate and expand in his eyes, exuding a heart-stopping light. breath.
Although there is still one last move, if he still relies on his own strength and really lets Huang Xiaolong make the last move, then he will really be a pig! Huang Xiaolong's blow just now had already seriously injured him. If he used the last move again, wouldn't he be beaten to death by Huang Xiaolong
So, he decided to take the initiative!
Zhao Lei saw the red whirlpool in Wang Yongsen's eyes, remembered something, and exclaimed: "Xiaolong, be careful, these are the pupils of the evil god! The supreme secret of the evil god's palace, don't look into his eyes!"
The expressions of all the powerful men in the Imperial Palace changed.
Eyes of the Evil God, the notorious evil power of the Evil God Emperor's Palace, can make people enter the terrifying illusion of the Evil God, and their souls will sink forever.
Unless the realm is much higher than the caster.
Although Zhao Lei reminded him, he still took a step slower. As soon as Huang Xiaolong stared into Wang Yongsen's eyes, he felt his mind was pounding, his eyes were filled with darkness, and countless evil phantoms were coming towards him.
Wang Yongsen saw Huang Xiaolong standing there with dull eyes, and smiled ferociously: "Boy, accept death!" He flashed and was in front of Huang Xiaolong in an instant, pointing his finger at Huang Xiaolong's forehead.
Its finger shoots out black light like a blade of chaos. This is the finger of the God of Death. Even a fourth-level God King strongman will have his head pierced by one of its fingers. (To be continued.)