Miao Miao frowned slightly, she suddenly found that the Hai Long in front of her was so tall, compared to those handsome and tall youths in her clan, he seemed to be full of connotations. Could it be that he is the person he has been looking for? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blushed a little, and ran quickly to the place where her Miao nationality was.
Hai Long didn't care about her not keeping her promise, and said calmly: "If you don't have a beautiful lady to teach you, then please invite the next group of beauties."
The Qiang elder walked out helplessly. Hai Long's performance just now had deeply shocked his heart. He clearly knew that with his own cultivation, he could at most be on par with Miao Miao, but Miao Miao's rose whip was He can't handle it. Only the elders of the Yi nationality can compete with this mysterious Yi nationality boy in front of him. Now, in front of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang, he naturally couldn't violate the rules of the marriage snatching meeting. He cast a bitter look at Hai Long, waved his hand and said, "The last group of girls, come on."
In the tunnel, the last ten girls came out, Hai Long's original expression changed, because he suddenly found Piao Miao and Zhi Shui among these girls. Piao Miao lowered her head, not even looking at herself. But Zhishui showed a look of hesitation.
Taking a deep breath and calming down some turbulent emotions in his heart, Hai Long said lightly: "Is there anyone who can give me advice, if not, then these ten girls are mine too."
Piao Miao's heart is complicated at this time, and Hai Long's previous performance is all in her eyes. Her heart ached so much, she couldn't understand why Hai Long would do this. Two hundred girls have already been taken under his name, is he trying to take revenge on himself? Hai Long! You really let me down so much.
"Little brother, you are already crazy enough. You can take eight of the last ten girls, but you must leave two to me." With a flash of light, Hai Long had one more person in front of him. This person is extremely handsome, he is the one who made fun of Piao Miao and Zhi Shui before. His appearance surprised everyone in the audience, and the patriarchs of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang stood up in surprise.
Hongzhi looked at the slightly trembling Japanese beside him, and said, "Patriarch, what's the matter? Do you know this person?"
Riji smiled bitterly and said: "I know, of course I do. In southern Xinjiang, there are probably not many people who don't know him. He is the great god Ula of the Tanla tribe. It is under his leadership that the Tanla tribe can be as powerful as it is today. It is said that his cultivation is so strong that he is not inferior to Moha and Soto, and he is one of the most powerful people in southern Xinjiang."
Hongzhi opened his eyes wide, and said, "What? One of the strongest people in Southern Xinjiang? Isn't my elder brother in danger?"
Ri Chi nodded helplessly, and said: "Senior, you'd better find a way to inform Senior Hai Long to come down quickly, and don't fight with this person. This Great God Ula looks young on the surface, but in fact he has already ruled the Tanla tribe. At least thousands of years. We really can't afford to mess with it!"
Hong Zhi's face darkened, and his eyes turned to Xiao Jiling. The two felt the other party's mana gathering at the same time, and they were ready to rescue Hai Long at any time. They didn't persuade Hai Long to come back. With Piao Miao and Zhi Shui in the field, it is impossible for him to come back.
Hai Long looked at the person in front of him indifferently, and from the reflections of the surrounding people of various ethnic groups in Southern Xinjiang, he understood that this must be a big man in Southern Xinjiang. Moreover, with his cultivation level, he couldn't see through the reality of the other party, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "Which two beauties do you want?" Although Hai Long was in a bad mood at the moment, he still knew how to weigh the pros and cons. The other party has influenced him, so why should he provoke a powerful enemy? This person is obviously not from the Qiang nationality. It is not a big deal to be short of two women for his trouble this time.
Ula nodded and said with a smile: "Little brother is a sensible person. I admire your previous style. After the matter here is over, if you are willing, you can follow me to visit the Tanla tribe. Well, I want these two girls." He said, pointing his finger at Piao Miao and Zhi Shui. The two girls trembled slightly under Wula's selection, and their eyes all fell on Hai Long.
Hai Long's expression was unusually calm, he looked at Wu La in front of him lightly, and said, "Do you like them very much?"
Wula nodded and said: "I am Wula from the Tanla tribe. Compared with the women in my family, they are really outstanding. Among the more than 200 girls today, they are the only ones who can make me fall in love. It seems that you should both belong to the Yi nationality. As long as you are willing to give them to me, the Yi people will be my allies of the Tanla people in the future. This is all decided for your sake." As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Surprised voices from all ethnic groups in Xinjiang. If the Yi people and the Tanla people become allies, then they will have another powerful backer, and no one will bully them in the future. Rishi stood there blankly, he didn't have a happy expression on his face. Because he knew that it was impossible for Piao Miao and Zhi Shui to marry Ula.
Hai Long's heart was awe-inspiring, this Ula obviously had a deep scheming heart, his cultivation was by no means inferior to his own, but he asked for generous terms, nothing more than to win his favor, and even take himself into his own use. Piao Miao and Zhi Shui disappeared earlier, and they came to participate in this marriage snatching meeting. Even if I have no other relationship with them, I can't let them go with Wula just because they are from the same school. Suppressing the ups and downs of the mood, he said in a deep voice: "Brother Wula, other women are fine, and you can even choose from the two hundred girls who have already belonged to me, but these two are closely related to me, so I can't give in." gone."
Wula's face changed, and he returned to normal in an instant. He didn't say anything to Hai Long, but turned around and walked to Piao Miao and Zhi Shui, smiled slightly, and said, "You two beauties, you were tough before because This little brother. Well, yes, he is indeed very powerful. But if I defeat him, will you all be willing to follow me?"
Piao Miao's mood is extremely complicated, she naturally understands that Hai Long is not Wula's opponent, but if she helps Hai Long now, he will definitely hate herself even more. Although Hai Long is always laughing and joking, but his self-esteem is extremely strong, how can he intervene in this kind of matter that concerns a man's face? Looking up at Zhishui who also had complicated eyes, he sighed softly: "Mr. Wula, please don't make things difficult for us. No matter whether you defeat him or not, we will not be attached to you."
Wu La was taken aback. No one had dared to refuse him like this before. His expression finally changed, and his cold breath fluctuated continuously. With a flash of figure, he came to Hai Long's side in the blink of an eye, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, let me learn your spells." The whole body was full of green light, and the faint green light covered Hai Long with an extremely gloomy aura. go.
Hai Long, Piao Miao, and Zhi Shui exclaimed inwardly at the same time, "Jin Shisan." That's right, isn't this miserable green magic power the same as Jin Shisan's cultivation level? Not only is the magic power the same, but this Ula's cultivation level does not seem to be lower than that of Jin Shisan, and there is also a bit of similarity in appearance. Hai Long seemed to feel that the air around his body was completely frozen, and the feeling of being stuck in a quagmire made him unspeakably uncomfortable.
Without any hesitation, the golden light in his eyes shone brightly, and the small iron rod pinned to the Qiankun Ring turned into a mighty cudgel and fell into his hand in the blink of an eye. With a stick in his hand, Hai Long suddenly became more powerful. He stepped on his feet, walked with the stick, and rushed towards Ula instead of retreating. The Thousand Weight Cudgel flicked against the wind, thousands of golden lights suddenly shone, and they rushed towards Ula like fireworks in full bloom.
Ula snorted coldly, and said, "That's right, it's really good. It's worth being my opponent." At the same time that his body was affected, he retreated violently, and a black shield appeared on his left forearm. As soon as he retreated and advanced, Hai Long's momentum suddenly increased, and he shouted: "Thousand Juncheng Yuyu." The golden light suddenly retracted, and under the restraint of the power of God, it immediately restricted all the space around Ula, and the Thousand Jun Cudgel carried The majestic momentum suddenly hit his chest. All of this just happened in the blink of an eye. Wula shouted in a deep voice, he did not dodge, raised his left hand, and faced Hai Long's attack.
Although Hai Long was calm on the surface, he was overjoyed in his heart. With his current cultivation base and the indestructible characteristics of the Thousand Weight Cudgel, even if the opponent is holding a fairy weapon, he will definitely not be able to please him in a head-to-head situation. Because of the previous battle with the three-headed Jiaojiao, Hai Long already has some experience in dealing with opponents stronger than himself. On the surface, his face was solemn, without showing a trace of change.
Ula's thorny feet stood still, the black shield suddenly enlarged, and the black light flickered, giving people a heavy feeling. This is one of Wula's most proud magic weapons. It is called the tortoise shield, which is made from the shell of a ten thousand-year-old black tortoise. After thousands of years of Wula's own practice, it has reached the level of a fairy weapon.
"Boom—" the Thousand Weight Cudgel hit the tortoise shell shield heavily. Due to the difference in mana, Hai Long spurted blood and retreated, and his whole body continued to transform into phantoms. Even so, he was still quite traumatized. Wula didn't chase after him, he stared at his tortoise shield with a stunned look, his eyes showing disbelief. It seemed that under the indestructible property of the Thousand Weight Cudgel, cracks appeared on the tortoise shield, and it could no longer withstand the force of Ula Mana, and exploded into powder with a bang. Although Ula was not injured, the result made him more uncomfortable than the injury. His most cherished magic weapon was so easily destroyed. His heart was filled with anger instantly, and he looked at Hai Long coldly, saying: " Okay, okay, you really are a master, and you actually destroyed my tortoise shield. Today, you don’t even think about getting out of here alive.” With long hair fluttering, Ula’s whole body was enveloped in a strange atmosphere, with an unrivaled and huge momentum Lifting up suddenly, lightly, Yao Kong pressed down on Hai Long with a palm. A dark green palm image kept enlarging in the air, and when it hit Hai Long, it had already become nearly three meters in diameter.
Just as Hai Long was holding the stake firmly, seeing the powerful attack coming from the other side, his heart sank, he raised his mighty cudgel, and shouted: "Talk and laugh and retreat from the Heavenly Soldiers." Two surging lights and shadows bombarded the big green palm one after another . However, this time it is not so easy to resist. After all, the miserable green palm-shaped spell is an energy form, and the invincible power of the Thousand Weight Cudgel cannot be exerted. Yishi didn't exert its due power at all, and his whole body was already shaken into the air. Huge energy burst out suddenly, centering on the position where they fought and scattered to the surroundings. Under the impact of the surging magic power, the Qiang and other ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang couldn't help falling back again and again, leaving a large area of land empty. The bonfire had already been blown up at this time, and the sky was full of sparks, which looked extremely dazzling.
Hai Long felt as if he had entered an illusory space, his whole body was light and effortless, and his mind was blank, as if he had become an ordinary person at this moment. At this moment, a wave of heat energy was introduced into the human pill at the Lingtai. Hai Long's whole body became hot, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and landed lightly on the ground. The voice of the red dragon sounded, "You idiot, how can you be the opponent of that stupid snake? Don't you have dodge in your footwork? There is no need for that advanced method of unloading force, you can go to death. "
Hai Long knew that it must be the Red Dragon who helped him block the opponent's magic power. Although the Red Dragon's words were very rude, it also woke him up. He looked towards Ulla, but heard a loud bang. The two figures retreated towards him at the same time, and they didn't stop until they were in front of him. The disc-shaped prayer wheel and the divine night sword floating in the blue light floated in mid-air. It was Piao Miao and Zhi Shui who made the move. It turned out that the two women saw Hai Long being severely injured and sent flying, without any discussion at all, they attacked Ula at the same time, making him unable to continue chasing Hai Long. Ula's cultivation level was far beyond their imagination, and they were still forced to lose out under the joint efforts of the two.
There was a look of surprise on Wula's face, and he frowned and said, "When did the Yi people become masters of the Lianyun sect? It seems that you should have a high status in the Lianyun sect. It really is a rose with thorns, I like it. Remember If you stay with me, I will kill you."
Piao Miao ignored him, turned her head to look at Hai Long who was standing on the ground, and asked anxiously: "How are you doing?" When facing a crisis, she couldn't care less about anything else.