"Senior Yan Guan." At this time, a middle-aged man behind Elder Yan Guan said respectfully: "He is just a humble human race. Why do you need to take action yourself? I will just capture him."
The middle-aged man is also an elder of the Xuan Bing Clan, but his status in the Xuan Bing Clan is much lower than that of Yan Guan. He is considered a junior disciple of Yan Guan, and is only a late-stage Second Tribulation Half-Saint.
Hearing this, Yan Guan shook his head and said, "No, I have to take action myself to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Huang Xiaolong killed his grandson Yan San. He wanted to take action himself. Naturally, he would not simply capture Huang Xiaolong alive, but would use some means to make Huang Xiaolong's life worse than death.
The middle-aged man understood what Yan Guan meant and respectfully stepped back.
Yan Guan looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly and stretched out his hand. Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed high in the sky. The terrifying thunder and lightning spread instantly and enveloped the entire Yangcheng.
Feeling the terrifying power of Yan Guan, all the strong men in Yangcheng turned pale in shock.
"So strong! This is the holy way of the Xuanbing Clan, the Sorrow of Wind and Thunder!"
"The Wind and Thunder Sage was created by the Feng Lei Sage because the old patriarch of the Xuanbing Clan had a kindness to the Feng Lei Sage back then, so the Feng Lei Sage later gave him the Feng Lei Sage!"
The strong men around him were all shocked and envious.
A Holy Dao Cultivation Technique is enough to cause the entire Hongzhen Holy Land to bleed like a river of blood.
When the high-altitude thunder and lightning gathered to an extreme, Yan Guan said to Huang Xiaolong: "Boy, I will kill your nigger followers first, and then I will deal with you!" After saying that, with his hands reaching the sky, he suddenly slapped Hei Luo behind Huang Xiaolong. Press through.
Suddenly, all the thunder and lightning high in Yangcheng found its outlet, and like a huge sea, it suddenly rushed towards Heiluo.
Seeing that Hei Luo was about to be hit by the torrent of thunder and lightning, Hei Luo suddenly opened his mouth, and the torrent of thunder and lightning was sucked into Hei Luo's body and disappeared without a trace.
Everyone was stunned.
At this time, Heiluo's extremely black hand stretched out, and instantly grasped Yan Guan from high in the sky, then directly threw Yan Guan into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and swallowed it into his body like those thunder and lightning.
"What?!" Everyone's eyes dropped.
"This, no, it can't be possible?!" The alien strongman who had previously speculated that Huang Xiaolong might be a semi-saint, supreme tenth level, was horrified. He looked at Hei Luo and trembled for a while, as if the thunder and lightning of Yan Guan had hit him.
Not only him, but all the powerful foreigners and disciples in the entire scene were shocked. Even the middle-aged veteran of the Xuanbing Tribe who had previously tried to take action for Yan Guan was so frightened that he jumped in the back.
Yan Guan, a Half-Saint of Six Tribulations, defeated a Half-Saint of Seven Tribulations, and was just swallowed up by that inconspicuous nigger
All the aliens stared at Hei Luo's belly, hoping for another miracle to happen, hoping that Yan Guan would burst out of the belly.
Huang Xiaolong ignored everyone and took a shot with one hand, taking the middle-aged Xuanbing clan elder who was about to take action before him.
The middle-aged man felt that all his strength was being restrained and his face was ashen.
"I'm not very familiar with the location of your Xuanbing Tribe's headquarters. Please take me there." Huang Xiaolong said.
Huang Xiaolong's voice carried irresistible power, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but nod his head respectfully.
So, the middle-aged man took Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo to the Xuanbing Clan headquarters.
The other Xuanbing clan masters and disciples looked at each other in shock when they saw this, but for a while no one dared to take action against Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo passed directly by these Xuanbing clan masters.
Just when Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo were heading towards the main hall of the Xuan Bing Mansion, an elder from the Xuan Bing Clan ran into the hall in a panic and reported to Yan Zhouhai and other elders in the hall, saying, News of Yan Guan's murder.
"What?! Elder Yan Guan is dead?!" It was an accident for Yan Zhouhai and the elders.
"Yes, it was swallowed!" said the Xuanbing clan elder.
"Swallow, swallow?" Yan Zhouhai and others were stunned, unable to realize what being swallowed meant.
Then, in a trembling voice, the elder of the Xuan Bing Tribe told the story of how Yan Guan was swallowed by Hei Luo.
In fact, there is nothing to say, but Yan Guan used the Holy Path of Wind and Thunder to attack Hei Luo, but was swallowed by Hei Luo, and then swallowed Yan Guan in one bite.
After a simple process, Yan Zhouhai and others could not help but feel fear in their hearts after hearing this. Yan Guan, a being comparable to the Seven Tribulations Semi-Saint, was swallowed by Hei Luo without struggling at all and without any chance of resistance. This means that What
"That human boy's nigger guard, no, it's not from the Holy Realm, right?" A senator trembled.
Holy land!
An extremely heavy term.
Everyone looked at each other without speaking, and the hall felt strangely dull.
"Probably, it can't be the Holy Realm! I know all the sixteen people in the Holy Realm of all races in our Free Domain." Yan Zhouhai shook his head.
"Even if they are not in the human race's holy realm, the black ghost guards are probably at the peak of the late Nine Tribulations Half-Saints. Otherwise, they would not be so strong. How about we ask the old patriarch to come out?" Elder Yan Shan said solemnly.
Yan Hengcheng, the old patriarch of the Xuanbing Clan, is also a peak person in the late Nine Tribulations Half-Saint period.
"There is no need to ask the old patriarch to take action. It's just a peak Nine Tribulations Half Saint. If we join forces and add the Xuanbing Formation, we can't kill a mere Nine Tribulations Half Saint peak?" Elder Yan Wanlong said angrily: "Being killed by a lowly person It is simply a shame that the human race bullied him. If we don’t kill him personally, how can we, the Xuanbing clan, have any face in the Hongzhen Holy Land?!”
"Have you found out the origin of that boy?" Yan Zhouhai asked an elder beside him.
"Not yet. That boy should come from other holy places. We have more than 300 holy places in the Free Territory. It will take some time to find out his origin." The elder shook his head.
"Where are they now?" Yan Zhouhai asked the elder who reported earlier.
"They captured Elder Yan Dongxun and asked him to lead the way. They are coming to our Xuanbing Clan headquarters." The elder replied hastily.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked when they heard that Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo were coming to the Xuanbing Clan headquarters.
"You're here just in time!" Upon hearing this, Yan Wanlong, the veteran who had just advocated joining forces to kill Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo, couldn't help but stood up and said with murderous intent: "We can just use the Xuanbing Formation in the headquarters to kill these two despicable humans. !" Having said this, he looked at Yan Zhouhai: "Clan leader, please give me an order!"
Yan Zhouhai hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up: "Okay, fully activate the Xuanbing Formation to meet the enemy!"
Suddenly, the Xuanbing Clan's headquarters was filled with cold air. The cold air even spread out of Yangcheng and covered the surrounding cities of Yangcheng.
Huang Xiaolong saw the cold air of the Xuanbing Clan's headquarters from a distance, smiled indifferently, took Yan Dongxun, the elder of the Xuanbing Clan, and Hei Luo to arrive in front of the Xuanbing Clan's headquarters.
As soon as Huang Xiaolong arrived, in the Xuanbing Clan's headquarters, figures one after another rose into the sky. They were none other than Yan Zhouhai and Yan Wanlong, one hundred and nine Xuanbing Clan half-saints.