Huang Xiaolong raised his head to the sky and roared. The sound of the dragon's roar spread far away, causing the surrounding holy land to shake.
Some powerful men in the surrounding holy lands were shocked.
"Is it a powerful Taoist?! Who is it? Is it Master Yi Beixing, or is Master Yan Sanzong around here? Or is a powerful Taoist from other Taoist traditions coming to our Qingxiao Taoist realm?!"
These strong men were shocked and guessing.
When these powerful men cautiously came to investigate this uninhabited holy land, they were bounced back by the restrictions that Huang Xiaolong had placed before.
Looking at the powerful men coming from the surrounding holy lands, Huang Xiaolong ignored them and directly tore the void and disappeared.
The next moment, Huang Xiaolong came to the endless void and endless chaos.
Regardless of the endless chaos and chaos tearing and bombarding him, Huang Xiaolong stepped forward. Under Huang Xiaolong's feet, the space of heaven and earth seemed to shrink to an inch. With every step, Huang Xiaolong was already countless miles away.
Shrink to an inch!
The distance in space no longer exists for Huang Xiaolong. It is no exaggeration to say that with him as the center, within a certain range, wherever he wants to go, he can reach it with just one step.
This is the ability that can only be obtained after completely integrating with the surrounding heaven and earth and the surrounding space.
Not long after, Huang Xiaolong returned to the depths of the void somewhere in Silver Dragon Lake, within the Hunyuan Cave.
Old Man Cang Qiong, Fei Yanzi, Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong and others were all overjoyed to see Huang Xiaolong return, especially Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong, Lin Hong and Chen Hu cried with joy.
If Huang Xiaolong doesn’t come back, all the disciples in their Holy Land will be slaughtered by Yan San!
Huang Xiaolong saw the strange expressions on everyone's faces, and after questioning, he found out that he had been in seclusion to refine the essence and blood of Huanglong for creation. In the past few years, Yan San had destroyed Fu Daosheng, and Zhou Hong and others were in the holy land. Only then did he find out that Xu Dong, the leader of the Holy Demon Sect, was venting his anger. , and even crazily destroyed everyone and everything related to the Holy Land of the Sky.
"Kill a hundred people every day!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes turned cold.
He destroyed the body of Saint Demon Son. As the master of Saint Demon Son, Yan San felt angry. This was normal, but venting his anger on Fu Daosheng, a disciple of the Holy Land under Zhou Hong, and killing a hundred people every day, was enough. !
"So, you disciples from the Four Holy Lands are now imprisoned in the dungeon of the Qingxiao Taoist Headquarters?" Huang Xiaolong asked.
"Yes, young master!" Fu Daosheng replied, with a look of grief and anger: "Yan San will execute a hundred disciples of our Holy Land at noon every day!"
Noon is on time!
It's getting light now.
Huang Xiaolong made an estimate and found that at his own speed, if he passed by now, he would be able to arrive in time at noon.
"Xiaolong, you don't really plan to go to the Qingxiao Taoism headquarters, do you?" Old Man Cangqiong saw Huang Xiaolong's expression and couldn't help but said anxiously: "I know your combat power is amazing, but if you want to sneak into the dungeon of the Qingxiao Taoism headquarters and rescue the four It’s too difficult for a disciple of the Great Holy Land! Yan San will definitely find out!”
Huang Xiaolong smiled when he heard this: "Master, I didn't say I was lurking in!"
Old Man Cang Qiong, Fei Yanzi, Fu Daosheng and everyone were startled, weren't they lurking in
How to get in
Long Jianfei's expression changed as he thought of something: "Young Master, you don't want to just break in, do you?"
Just break in? !
Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong with shock on their faces.
"Not bad." Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled: "When the time comes, I will go in alone!"
After refining the essence and blood of the Creation Yellow Dragon, he is now the third level of the ancestor, and after being tempered by the essence and blood of the Creation Yellow Dragon, the small world in his body is more stable, with an endless supply of world power, three avenue souls, and twelve high-level holy lives. The power is increased many times.
And after Nirvana Nirvana for the third time, his Creation Huanglong bloodline became stronger, and his Dao body was even more terrifying to an unspeakable degree.
Not to mention a mid-level Taoist like Yan San, even an early-stage Taoist like Wang Jin of the second level can't even hope to break through his Dao Body's defense.
However, Old Man Cangqiong, Fei Yanzi and others did not know this. They were stunned when they heard that Huang Xiaolong said that he really planned to break into the Qingxiao Taoist headquarters to save people, and that he would go in alone.
"Xiaolong, although Wang Jin said he wanted to accept you as his disciple, no one knows whether it is true or not. It would be too dangerous for you to go there. We have to find another way to save the disciples of the Four Holy Lands. We can't let you alone. Go to Qingxiao Taoist Headquarters!" Fei Yanzi shook his head and said eagerly.
Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong and others also spoke one after another.
They know that Huang Xiaolong is strong, and they know that Huang Xiaolong destroyed the Dao body of Saint Demon with one punch, but how can the powerful Dao Lord be comparable to Saint Demon
Huang Xiaolong broke into the Qingxiao Taoist headquarters directly. If Wang Jin didn't protect Huang Xiaolong when he arrived, Huang Xiaolong would die if Yan San took action!
Huang Xiaolong looked at the anxious crowd, but smiled calmly: "Whether Wang Jin accepts me as his disciple or not, it doesn't matter. Okay, you are all here, waiting for my news, I will be back soon!" After saying that, he didn't wait any longer. Everyone continued talking, and Huang Xiaolong disappeared in front of everyone.
Huang Xiaolong broke through the numerous chaotic air currents and shuttled directly through the endless void.
Half a day later, when Huang Xiaolong came out of the endless void, he was already above the Qingxiao Taoist headquarters.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the sun high in the sky. It was still half an hour before noon.
Although there is still half an hour before noon, the disciples of the Qingxiao Taoist Punishment Hall have already begun to escort the imprisoned disciples of the Four Holy Lands out of the dungeon.
No more, no less, a hundred people.
Huang Xiaolong revealed his Taoist soul and discovered the disciples of the Fu Dao Holy Land who were being led to the execution platform.
Qingxiao Taoism has a huge execution platform. All disciples who disobey the will of Qingxiao Taoism and are to be executed are usually taken to the execution platform and executed.
Of course, when you get to the execution platform, it is not as simple as simply killing. On the execution platform, there are various criminal arrays arranged by Yi Beixing, Wang Jin, He Yugui, and Yan San and Quan, starting In these criminal law formations, these disciples who are executed will suffer inhuman torture and pain before they die!
Moreover, after the death of these disciples, their holy souls, Tao souls, whole body holy power, power of the Tao, and laws of the Tao will be left behind to be used as offerings to the Tao source of the Qingxiao Taoism, to enrich the Tao source of the Qingxiao Taoism, and to provide Qingxiao Taoism with the power of the Taoism. It is used for cultivation by disciples of Xiao Taoism.
Soon, Fu Dao, Zhou Hong and a hundred other disciples from the Four Holy Lands were escorted to the entrance of the execution platform.
A disciple of the Qingxiao Taoist Execution Hall held a thunder whip, and with one whip, the hundred disciples were whipped and rolled onto the execution platform.
These one hundred disciples were beaten to pieces. After getting up from the ground, they stared angrily at the Qingxiao Taoism disciples of the torture hall. They had been imprisoned in the Qingxiao Taoism dungeon for several years. They were tortured by the Qingxiao Taoism almost every day. The palace disciples tortured him.
"Hey, you are about to die, and you are still glaring at us like this." A disciple of the Qingxiao Taoist Temple of Punishment sneered: "When noon comes, the punishment array will be opened, and I will let you know what it means to be miserable. What is life worse than death!"
Another disciple of the Qingxiao Dao Tongxing Hall shook his head and sneered: "I really don't know what Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong and others think. In order to protect that shrinking turtle Huang Xiaolong, their own holy land was destroyed and thousands of disciples were killed!"
"That Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong's head was kicked by a donkey!"
Dozens of Qingxiao Taoist disciples from the Xing Palace laughed.