"Immortal Dao Heart!"
Echoing in the space of Wuling Peak.
Fei Yanzi's slender hands had already pressed a large dent in her chest without realizing it, and it was extremely charming and alluring.
Yuan Wangfeng, Enchantress and others seemed to have their throats pinched by invisible giant hands. Chen Muguang's eyes were protruding and he looked like a dead person. Suddenly, a kind of fear arose from the bottom of his heart, so strong that it made him despair.
"This, this is too much." On the rostrum, Long Shengtian opened his mouth, not knowing how to express the excitement, excitement and shock in his heart.
Everyone was shocked.
When he was at the sixth level of the Holy Realm, Yuan Qianxing had the Immortal Dao Heart, which shocked countless ancestors of all races in foreign lands. But now, Huang Xiaolong, who is at the fourth level of the Holy Realm, actually has the Immortal Dao Heart? !
Of course, if they knew that Huang Xiaolong had the Immortal Dao Heart before he broke through to the Holy Realm, what would happen even more? !
Huang Xiaolong looked at Yuan Qianxing, who had just laughed crazily and then turned back to normal, and walked slowly towards him: "Yuan Qianxing, it's good that you have the immortal Tao heart, but there are not only those in the world who have the immortal Tao heart. You alone."
It means that under the ancestors, you, Yuan Qianxing, are not the only ones who have the immortal Taoist heart.
Yuan Qianxing returned to reality from the shock. His face was crazy, and his eyes were extremely murderous: "Huang Xiaolong, even if you have the immortal Taoist heart, so what, I don't believe that your immortal Taoist heart will be stronger than mine." !”
There are high and low levels of holy character, high and low levels of holy souls, and there are also high and low levels of immortal Taoist heart.
The quality is high or low, the power of the avenue is condensed high or low, and the power is high or low.
"Wanyuan returns to the clan!"
"Destroy heaven, destroy earth, and destroy all things!"
Yuan Qianxing roared, rose up into the air, and slammed his fists at Huang Xiaolong again. The original power of the original saint from high in the sky rolled down, and the sacred mark between his eyebrows and the immortal Tao heart on his chest were activated. Extremely radiant.
As his fists blasted out, the power of the origin and the power of the avenue surged out, like the giant sea of origin and the sea of the avenue when the heaven and earth were formed.
Under his fists, everything returns to its origin and everything is destroyed.
Long Shengtian, who was in the late third level of the Ancestor, saw his expression change with shock when he saw Yuan Qianxing's attack.
The flying swallows also lost their beauty.
Huang Xiaolong's face was calm. The three holy figures of the sky and the twelve high-level holy orders were shining brightly. The black and yellow aura, the aura of all evil, and the aura of Hunyuan were falling down like three huge waterfalls.
Twelve high-level holy life golden lights flashed across the heaven and earth.
Everyone was stung by the golden light.
At the same time, Huang Xiaolong’s heart of immortality on his chest, the holy life mark between his eyebrows activated, and his fists suddenly shot out.
When Huang Xiaolong punched out, everyone had the illusion that they were turned into ashes under Huang Xiaolong's fists.
Boom!
As the fists of the two collided, the loud noise continued to sound.
After a long time, the loud noise stopped. Everyone looked at it, dumbfounded. They saw Yuan Qianxing lying on the edge of the ring. His whole body and robes disappeared, including his pants. It was not known whether Huang Xiaolong was too powerful or the quality of his pants was poor. Anyway, it was gone. All that was left of Yuan Qianxing was a pair of underpants, and they were bright red and very colorful.
As expected, he was tortured so badly that he had no pants to wear!
Fei Yanzi glanced at Yuan Qianxing's crotch and spat, secretly annoyed that this guy Huang Xiaolong actually did it to Yuan Qianxing? !
However, seeing Yuan Qianxing in such miserable condition, she felt relieved.
In recent years, because of Yuan Qianxing, the Wanyuan Clan has bullied the Feitian Clan a lot.
"Your Highness!" Yuan Wangfeng and other experts from the Wanyuan Clan exclaimed, trying to rush to the ring, but they were all restrained and knocked away by the ring.
On the podium, Long Shengtian smiled and said: "I'm afraid Yuan Qianxing never thought that one day I would be so miserable that I would have no pants to wear."
He felt better when Fei Yanzi relieved his anger, so he spoke loudly.
Many Feitian Clan, Fengyan Clan, Yinlang Clan, Double Dragon Clan, Purple Spider Clan, and even Human Clan disciples burst into laughter.
Yuan Qianxing stood up staggeringly from the ring. Hearing the roar of laughter from all around, his eyes were about to burst, and his body was filled with murderous intent. How dare these ants laugh at him
When the time comes, he will crush these ants one by one! Crush them all to death!
"Long Shengtian, don't be proud. Sooner or later, I will kill you and devour you!" Yuan Qianxing looked coldly at Long Shengtian on the podium.
Long Shengtian's expression changed and became cold: "Do you think you will have such a day?"
A light flashed in Yuan Qianxing's hand, and a purple gold blade appeared in his hand. This purple gold blade flashed like a purple gold flame in the sunlight.
"Purple Gold Blade!" Many masters recognized the blade in their hands and their expressions changed.
Purple Gold Blade, the ancestral weapon of the Wanyuan Clan!
No one thought that the Wanyuan Clan would give the Purple Gold Blade to Yuan Qianxing.
When everyone's expressions changed, Yuan Qianxing roared angrily, and slashed Huang Xiaolong in the air with the purple gold blade in his hand. The purple gold blades turned into mountains of knives.
"Huang Xiaolong, die, die!" Yuan Qianxing roared.
Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly, and when Yuan Qianxing's purple gold blade slashed down, a shotgun appeared in his hand. Huang Xiaolong swung the shotgun in his hand, aimed the sharp bird head at Yuan Qianxing's briefs, and then stabbed it.
"Flying gun!"
It's the flying gun! The sharp bird head of the flying spear passed through the mountain of knives and arrived in front of Yuan Qianxing's pants in an instant.
When Yuan Qianxing saw this, his face changed wildly with fright. Without caring about anything else, he quickly moved the purple-gold blade in his hand towards his pants.
"clang!"
There was a crisp sound.
The Purple Gold Blade could barely block the sharp bird's head, splashing with astonishing purple gold fire. Yuan Qianxing's arm was in severe pain from the shock, and his whole body was shot backwards, and then fell on the ring, and his blood flowed. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he ignored the injury and looked at his crotch in panic. He found that the crotch was still there and not broken yet. He was so scared that he was dripping with cold sweat.
However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the flying spear in Huang Xiaolong's hand stabbing him again. Yuan Qianxing was shocked and wanted to dodge, but was still a step too slow. His chest was instantly pierced by the spear tip, which came out from his back.
The terrifying power of destruction continued to pour into Yuan Qianxing's body from the tip of the gun, destroying the body of Yuan Qianxing's original holy body, and blood spurted out from Yuan Qianxing's mouth again.
But at this moment, suddenly, several waves of terrifying power crashed down from the void, directly passed through the space restriction of Wuling Peak, and then blasted towards the arena, blasting towards Huang Xiaolong. Each of these terrifying powers , enough to kill dozens or hundreds of peak powerhouses in the late ninth level of the Holy Realm.
Ancestor!
Moreover, several ancestors joined forces and simultaneously sent a devastating blow to Huang Xiaolong.
On the rostrum, Mo Zhi, the master of the foreign palace, snorted coldly, crossed his hands, and his palms were like knives, and he suddenly moved forward. Under his knife, the space was cut off inch by inch.
Almost at the same time, Long Shengtian and Fei Yanzi also took action.
Huang Xiaolong pulled out the flying gun from Yuan Qianxing's chest, with cold eyes, and stabbed the gun back into the void. In fact, the ancestor of Wanyuan Clan, the ancestor of Yaomei Clan, the ancestor of Jinchan Clan, and another master of the ancestral realm He had been hiding in the void near Wuling Peak, so how could he not know.