Huang Xiaolong's fist blasted through Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei's Wan Yuan returned to his clan, and blasted away the ancestral Taoist weapons of Jiang Heng's ancestors, sweeping everything with an unstoppable force, directly attacking Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and all the ancestors.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong's direct punch, Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and the others were shocked and backed away in shock.
But Huang Xiaolong's punch was too fast and too fierce, and he caught up with them in an instant. Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and others had no way to escape or hide.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong's punch coming, Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and others roared in shock and took action one after another, trying to block Huang Xiaolong's punch. At this time, two black hands stretched out and clapped to meet Huang Xiaolong's punch.
Boom!
What a loud noise.
This sound resounded throughout countless holy places in other lands.
All the saints, all the powerful men, and all the disciples in Yi Mansion were shocked.
"The ancestors are fighting?! Who is it? Could it be that Lord Mozhi has returned to fight to the death with Ming Lao and Yuan Qianxing?"
"Mozhi is alone. How can he turn the tide with his own strength? He is just flying into the flames!" A disciple of the Wanyuan Clan sneered in the distant Holy Land.
"That's right. Originally, Mo Zhi escaped. Palace Master Yuan Qianxing was worried that Mo Zhi would secretly attack and kill him in the future. Now that Mo Zhi is back, he has thrown himself into a trap. With Ming Lao here, Mo Zhi will definitely not be able to escape this time!"
"When Mo Zhi is captured and Palace Master Yuan Qianxing declares to the world and ascends to the position of Palace Master, who would dare to disobey at that time?"
Some Wanyuan Clan disciples, Yaomei Clan, and Jinchan Clan disciples smiled happily.
The destructive force continues to come.
"Is this Mo Zhi so strong? He hasn't been captured by Ming Lao, Master Yuan Qianxing yet?" After waiting for a while, seeing the fluctuations of the destructive power becoming more and more alarming and getting bigger, some Wanyuan Clan disciples looked at him. Seeing surprise.
"Mozhi heard that he is in the early stage of the sixth level of the ancestor. It will take some time to capture him! However, he must be fighting against a trapped beast now, and he is at the end of his strength!" A disciple of the Jinchan clan mocked coldly.
But suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.
There was a loud bang throughout the holy land, and a huge hole was opened.
The disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, the Jinchan Clan, and the Yaomei Clan looked at each other, and then hesitantly stepped forward, only to see a middle-aged man lying at the bottom of the huge hole in the ground. The middle-aged man's uniform was in tatters, and there were obvious blood stains on his body. The face that was flattened by a punch could still vaguely see its previous appearance.
"Yes, Ancestor?!" a Jinchan Clan disciple said, but he couldn't believe it and wasn't sure that the person lying at the bottom of the cave was their Jinchan Clan ancestor Zen Yuli!
Not long after, another figure crashed down.
"Yes, it's our ancestor?!" The demon clan disciples looked at the fallen demon chengxin in disbelief.
Compared with Zen Yuli, Yao Chengxin is even more unrecognizable. One arm is missing, as if it was torn off by someone? Also, there was a shocking bloody hole in his chest!
It's a punch hole!
Yao Chengxin's chest was punched through.
"Is it Mozhi?! Mozhi is so strong!" The Wanyuan Clan disciples were shocked.
"He was holding a few people on his back before he died. He should have tried his best to seriously injure the two ancestors, Chan Yuli and Yao Chengxin. Soon he will be suppressed by Ming Lao and Master Yuan Qianxing. !" A master from the Wanyuan Clan sneered.
But as soon as the Wanyuan Clan master's voice fell, he heard a loud noise, and another figure fell down. In the shocked eyes of the Wanyuan Clan, the Yaomei Clan, and the Jinchan Clan master, this time it fell It turned out to be!
"Yuan, Yuan Qianxing, Palace Master?!" A master from the Wanyuan Clan looked at the fallen Yuan Qianxing in disbelief.
I saw that the blood hole in Yuan Qianxing's chest was even bigger, and both arms were missing. It was even worse than Yao Chengxin!
Yuan Qianxing lay there, dying.
"It's okay, Mo Zhi will be suppressed by Meng Lao soon!" said a master from the Wanyuan Clan.
Suddenly, loud bangs were heard one after another, and the holy land was shaking and about to collapse. This time, several figures were smashed down at the same time.
Yuan Baifei! Ancestor of the Wanyuan Clan!
Jiang Heng! Ancestor of the Salo tribe!
Teng Xiao! Ancestor of the Tengyi Clan!
This time, it was Yuan Baifei, Jiang Heng, and Teng Xiao who were knocked down together!
The disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, the Yaomei Clan, the Jinchan Clan, and the masters were all silent, and no one spoke this time.
While the disciples of all races were shocked and in a strange daze, another figure crashed down. This time, the disciples could see it clearly.
"Quiet, die old!"
They saw that what fell down this time was none other than the mysterious and terrifying Senior Ming Lao, Lord Ming Lao, who was invincible in their hearts!
When Mo Zhi fought with trapped beasts, even Ming Lao was accidentally seriously injured
The disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, the Yaomei Clan, and the Jinchan Clan had strange expressions on their faces. At this time, anyone could tell that things were not as they had imagined
When the disciples of the Wanyuan tribe had strange expressions on their faces, a figure stood up in the air, standing high in the sky, looking down at Yuan Qianxing, Ming Lao and others who had fallen to the ground.
The disciples of all races raised their heads and looked at the young human race man high in the sky.
"Yes, it's Huang Xiaolong?!" Yuan Wangfeng screamed in the crowd.
"Huang Xiaolong!" Suddenly, the crowd was shocked.
"How could it be Huang Xiaolong!" The disciples of the Wanyuan Clan couldn't believe it.
At this time, Yuan Qianxing, who had hit the ground, flew up through the air, trying to escape. However, as soon as Yuan Qianxing took off, Huang Xiaolong smacked him in the air, and he saw Yuan Qianxing crash down again, like a fly that had been swatted away. Same, hit the ground.
This scene strongly impacted the hearts of the disciples of all races.
Especially the disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, their faces turned pale in shock, and they felt as if something had been shattered.
For the disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, Yuan Qianxing symbolizes the hope of the Wanyuan Clan, and is the pride and glory of the Wanyuan Clan. But now this hope, pride, and glory are being severely trampled and trampled by Huang Xiaolong. With.
"Huang Xiaolong, today's revenge will be repaid thousands of times tomorrow!" Yuan Qianxing struggled to get up from the ground, his face was ferocious, and his blood-red eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong with hatred.
"What day?" Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Do you think you still have a chance?"
This time, Huang Xiaolong will not let Yuan Qianxing escape again!
Even if Yuan Baifei and others are allowed to escape, they still have to capture Yuan Qianxing.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Yuan Qianxing's original saint. This time, as long as he swallowed and refined Yuan Benxing's original saint, the power of his three saints would definitely increase again.
…
Half an hour later.
Huang Xiaolong threw Yuan Qianxing, the demon into his heart, and Zen Yuli into the altar of Cangqiong Dao Palace.
However, although Yuan Qianxing, Yao Chengxin, and Zen Yuli were captured, in the end, Ming Lao and Yuan Baifei escaped.
As for Jiang Heng, Teng Xiao and others understood the situation and did not escape. They stayed where they were and waited for Huang Xiaolong to deal with him.
Huang Xiaolong put the Cang Qiong Dao Palace away, and then looked at the Wu Pagoda in front of him. Although Ming Lao escaped, the Wu Pagoda was left behind by Huang Xiaolong.