"You!" Zi Yutong looked at the black hands on his chest in shock, anger and shame, and felt a strange feeling, a feeling different from Zen's selfless holding.
At this time, Hei Luo's palm tightened, and he grasped Zi Yutong's entire chest tightly.
When all the disciples at the scene saw this, they felt the sound of saliva suddenly popping in their throats.
Then, while Zi Yutong screamed, Hei Luo threw it out with one hand.
Like the dozen or so traitors from the Jinchan Clan and the Purple Spider Clan before, they were thrown out of the sky without a trace.
"What?!"
Seeing this, all the disciples on the scene woke up with a start, and looked at Hei Luo in shock. Just now Hei Luo threw away the dozen or so traitor disciples from the Jinchan Clan and the Purple Spider Clan. Although they were surprised by Hei Luo's strength, they were not yet shocked. Will be shocked.
But now, seeing Hei Luo still grabbing Zi Yutong's big breasts and throwing them away, they were frightened this time.
What is the concept of grabbing a person at the peak of the late ninth level of the Holy Realm and then throwing him away? !
No matter how stupid all the disciples at the scene were, they still understood what this meant.
Ancestor!
A strong man in the ancestral realm!
Even if he is not the ancestor, he still has a combat power close to that of the ancestor!
In the entire Yi Mansion, there are definitely no more than five people below the Ancestral Realm who can still completely suppress Zi Yutong.
The expressions of those at the seventh level and eighth level of the Holy Realm who followed Zi Yutong and did not take action changed again, and then three times.
"Is there anyone else who wants to take action?" Huang Xiaolong glanced at those people.
Those at the seventh level of the Holy Realm and the eighth level of the Holy Realm all retreated in shock.
When Huang Xiaolong saw this, he didn't let Hei Luo take action anymore and left with Hei Luo Po Kong.
It wasn't until Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo disappeared for a long time that all the disciples at the scene started to make an uproar.
"That, couldn't be the ancestor, right?" Some disciples speculated.
"Ancestor? Do you think the ancestor is a carrot? How could it be the ancestor! How could an ancestor serve as a guard for a second-level saint?" Another disciple immediately retorted.
Everyone nodded.
"Not the ancestor, but his combat power is definitely very close to the ancestor! This was sent by Zi Dongping to protect Huang Xiaolong? When did the Purple Spider Clan produce such a strong person?!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
Just when Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo returned to the Falling Sun Peak, in a very golden palace in the Yifu King City, Zen Wuwo was enjoying the feeding of more than a dozen women.
These dozen or so women are all top-notch, each has his or her own merits. Even if they are not better than Zi Yutong, they are not much different. These are all Zen-without-self women. Of course, they are only a small part of them. Zen-without-I body As the young patriarch of the royal family and a candidate for the head of a different palace, he said helplessly that he has a harem of three thousand!
Zen Wuwo was resting his head on the woman's plump body while tasting the spiritual fruit that was brought to him: "At this moment, news from Yutong should have come back."
"Don't worry, Your Highness. When Huang Xiaolong heard that he could make friends with His Highness, he must have been so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He must be rushing over to pay homage to His Highness." A woman said with a sweet smile.
Zen Wuwo is a candidate for the head of the Yifu Palace, and the disciples of the Yifu Palace are honored as "Your Highness".
“If that Huang Xiaolong doesn’t know what’s interesting,” the other woman said with a smile, “Sister Yutong should have cleaned it up by now!”
Zen Wuwo nodded: "I can rest assured that Yutong is doing things."
He was indeed assured of Zi Yutong's strength.
"Let me tell you, even if this Huang Xiaolong has the three enlightened saints of Longshi, Heiji, and Hundong, he will not pose any threat to you, Your Highness." A woman cooed: "A hundred years from now, Master Zen Yuli will be Zi Dongping has taken care of it, it won’t be too late for us to take care of Huang Xiaolong again.”
Zen Wuwo shook his head: "You don't understand. The three great enlightenment saints are unprecedented in history, and they are Longshi, Heiji, and Hundong. No one can estimate Huang Xiaolong's true talent. If Huang Xiaolong can't pull the cage, let him take refuge. We, the Jinchan Clan, can only be destroyed! I will never let a possible threat continue to grow!"
"Because no one knows what will happen to Huang Xiaolong in a hundred years!"
At this time, the Chan no-self belief talisman was shaken.
"It seems that Sister Yutong has returned with some good news." A woman smiled upon seeing this.
Zen Wuwo took out the letter talisman with a smile, and then looked at it, but soon, his smiling face turned gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes was terrifying, and the entire palace felt like it was falling into a bottomless abyss.
When the dozen or so women saw the change in Zen, they all froze and remained silent, but no one dared to speak.
"Huang Xiaolong, I underestimated you!" Zen Wuwo laughed coldly: "A black guard with comparable combat power to the Ancestral Realm?" His eyes were flickering, and the light in his eyes was like a poisonous snake spitting its core.
"Okay, then I will slowly play with you. If there is someone who can play with me, my life will not be so boring."
"I will let you know the consequences of offending my Zen Wu in the future!"
Zen Wuwo's cold voice echoed in the hall. After a while, the girls retreated, and a dark figure appeared next to Zen Wuwo.
"What do you think about this matter?" Zen Wuwo asked the dark figure.
The dark figure pondered: "This Huang Xiaolong should not be from a foreign land, and neither should his black bodyguard."
Chan Wencong narrowed his eyes: "You mean, he is from the Holy Realm? But we have to have evidence. Now, is there any way to enter the Holy Realm?"
The dark figure shook his head: "A hundred years ago, when the forbidden barrier on the ancient battlefield was weak, the four gods had joined forces to set up the ancestral formation on the edge of the ancient battlefield. To break through this formation, only those who knew how to break it or were strong in the ancestral realm could Okay, even I can’t break through the ancestral formation and enter the holy world now.”
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Before Huang Xiaolong and Hei Luo returned to the Falling Sun Peak, the news about Zi Yutong and Huang Xiaolong in the Mission Hall had already spread, and the whole foreign palace, every palace, every clan was greatly shocked.
Everyone was shocked, naturally because of Hei Luo's strength!
All parties are speculating on Heiro's origin and combat power.
Originally, after Huang Xiaolong passed the Dao Monument test and had the three enlightenment saints of Longshi, Heiji, and Hundong exposed, some royal families had the idea of killing Huang Xiaolong, but now, most of them have given up the idea.
"I heard that Zi Yutong couldn't even block a single move! His chest was grabbed hard by Huang Xiaolong's black guard!"
"I don't know how the black guard felt at that time, but it must have been very satisfying, so soft! So soft!"
"That Huang Xiaolong said that Zen Wu's balls are soft, isn't that true?!"
Every corner of the foreign mansion was talking and foaming at the mouth with excitement.
Although Zen Wuwo is a candidate for the palace head, he has offended many senior royal officials in recent years. Naturally, they don't mind adding fuel to the fire at this time.
Feitian Longpeng was stunned for a long time when he heard his subordinates reported about the mission hall: "A black guard with combat power comparable to that of the Ancestral Realm?"