All the experts in the Holy Demon Holy Land also looked incredulous.
With the current strength of Sheng Mozi, it is impossible for even the top master of Fu Dao Cave Heaven like Fu Daosheng, a half-step master, to withstand a blow from Sheng Mozi's palms without moving at all!
Unless he is a powerful Taoist!
No, even an ordinary first-level Taoist master cannot remain motionless. Injury and motionlessness are two different things. Huang Xiaolong is motionless!
"I said, in my eyes, you are just a useless waste!" Huang Xiaolong looked at the incredulous Saint Demon and said, "I stand here and let you attack. You can even shake my fur." No, you are nothing but trash!"
What are you if you are not a waste!
You can't even shake my skin!
Huang Xiaolong’s words echoed in Sheng Mozi’s mind.
Sheng Mozi's expression was extremely ugly, and he roared angrily: "It's impossible, I don't believe you are stronger than the Taoist Master! Huang Xiaolong, die, die!" After saying that, he suddenly raised his palms and pointed at Huang Xiaolong again Come bombarded.
However, this time it’s not the shoulders, but the chest!
And this blow is obviously more powerful than before!
boom!
The Holy Demon's palms hit Huang Xiaolong's chest, and a huge sound was heard, which was even louder than before.
However, what shocked Yi Xiaotang and others was that they saw that Huang Xiaolong was still motionless!
"What, how, how could this happen?!" Even Aunt Qing lost her voice.
how so!
She really couldn’t understand that when a person like Sheng Mozi, who was at the peak of the late ninth level of the ancestor, hit Huang Xiaolong, a mid-level ancestor of the second level, Huang Xiaolong couldn’t even move!
The worm shakes the tree!
It’s a real worm that shakes the tree!
Sheng Mozi was even more shocked and unbelievable than Yi Xiaotang, Qing Yi, and the masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land. When he struck Huang Xiaolong with all his strength, it was as if he had hit the Tuo Sacred Realm!
That's right, it feels like being hit by the Tuo Sacred World.
The Tuo Sacred World is vast and boundless. Even if Tao Zun, a strong man, has been killing like crazy for billions of years, he still cannot shake the Tuo Sacred World. Even a ninth-level Dao Zun, a strong man, cannot shake the Tuo Sacred World in front of the vast Tuo Sacred World. As small as an ant.
Sheng Mozi now feels as small as an ant in front of Huang Xiaolong.
This feeling is so absurd, yet so real!
At this moment, a force shook out from Huang Xiaolong's body. This terrifying force caused the Holy Demon to retreat and roll backwards. He rolled tens of thousands of miles away and landed on the beach of the island in the distance.
Grit flew.
"Your Highness!"
The masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land all screamed in panic.
As soon as Huang Xiaolong took a step forward, he came to the top of the head of the Holy Demon. He punched down, sending the Holy Demon directly into the ground of the island. Then, the Holy Demon penetrated through the ground of the island and smashed into the bottom of Yinlong Lake who knew how many feet below.
The entire uninhabited island was shattered into pieces by Huang Xiaolong's punch, while tens of millions of huge waves were set off on the surface of the surrounding Silver Dragon Lake.
"I told you, I don't even need the Hunyuan Formation to kill you!" Huang Xiaolong sneered.
Yi Xiaotang and others were shocked and stunned again.
"Could it be that he didn't really rely on the power of the Hunyuan Formation when he defeated the Holy Devil?!" Yi Xiaotang murmured to himself.
"No, it's impossible! At the beginning, he clearly relied on the power of the Hunyuan Formation!"
"How could he be so strong? How could he, a second-level ancestor, be so strong!"
Yi Xiaotang couldn't accept this fact and was so excited that he went crazy and spoke incoherently.
Don't talk about her, Aunt Qing and the masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land also cannot accept it. Even the most evil One Dragon and Two Tigers in Tuo Holy World cannot do it. It is impossible to defeat the First Ancestor in the middle of the second level of the First Ancestor. Nine masters.
What's more, the Holy Demon Son is still the peak of the late ninth level of the ancestor, the soul of the Haori Dao, and the unparalleled bloodline of the Holy Demon!
There was silence all around. There was no other sound except that the island that was shattered by Huang Xiaolong's punch continued to disintegrate and continued to sink into the bottom of Yinlong Lake.
No one among the more than 200 experts in the Holy Demon Holy Land dared to step forward and take action against Huang Xiaolong. It was because they were frightened by Huang Xiaolong’s strange strength!
After Huang Xiaolong punched him, he was about to take the Holy Devil out of the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, the lake surface broke open and there was a loud explosion. A figure was seen flying through the air. It was the Holy Devil who was blasted into the bottom of the lake.
I saw a huge punch hole printed on Saint Demon's chest!
This punch hole caused the armor on his chest to burst, causing his entire chest to dent so deeply that it almost came out from his back.
The Saint Demon's hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in pollution and blood.
"Your Highness!" The masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land were surprised and wanted to step forward.
"All of you, get out of my way!" Saint Devil roared angrily. He roared with all his strength, and his voice shook the surrounding lake.
The masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land were frightened and did not dare to step forward.
At this time, the Holy Devil swallowed a pill, and with a flash of light in his hand, the Holy Devil Sword appeared. Then, countless saints and countless demons continued to condense around his body. Obviously, he had completely activated the Holy Spirit in his body. Mo Wushuang bloodline.
However, that's not all. The Holy Devil's Haori Dao Soul and the six high-level holy souls broke out of the body and floated high in the sky. Every corner of Silver Dragon Lake was suddenly illuminated by the light of its Haori Dao Soul.
The aura of the Holy Devil continued to rise.
The holy demon sword in his hand continued to glow.
The punch hole in his chest even started to heal.
"Huang Xiaolong, I don't believe it. I, the Holy Demon, can't kill you, the second-level ancestor!" The Holy Demon roared angrily. He raised the Holy Demon Sword in his hand and pointed it at the void. In the void, sword rays suddenly shot out from the void. Rolled down.
These sword lights formed a waterfall-like sword river, which crashed down towards Huang Xiaolong's head under the guidance of the Holy Demon.
"Jianhe falls to the sky!"
Holy Demon Son roared, his voice resounding throughout the world.
This is the kendo method of Qingxiao Taoism, and it is also the kendo method created by Yan San.
The power of Dao Zun's Dao method is countless times more powerful than that of the First Ancestor.
The sword river fell from the sky, and before it reached Huang Xiaolong's head, the lake around Huang Xiaolong was wiped clean by the sword energy. Yes, it was clean, as if the breakthrough had disappeared, and the islands around Huang Xiaolong were also instantly pierced by the sword energy and dissipated. .
"Death!" Saint Demon's face was ferocious.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the blow with a calm expression and slowly raised his hand. In that punch just now, he only used the power of one Dao soul, so now, let’s use three Dao souls!
This time, once and for all, get rid of the Holy Devil!
He has sensed that the powerful people around him are being attracted by the movement here and keep coming over.
Let’s deal with this holy devil first.
Huang Xiaolong didn't even look at the falling sword river, and allowed it to bombard him. His fists burst out with light and suddenly flew towards the Holy Devil.
A ray of ice-blue light and a ray of red flame blasted from Huang Xiaolong's fist towards the Holy Devil at the same time, blasting into the Holy Devil's body, and then emerged from his back.