Therefore, Guo Jun, a few young people from the Eternal Clan and the Xiangli came out of the restaurant, and then under the leadership of the Guo family disciple, walked towards Huang Xiaolong and the others.
On the way, Guo Jun said: "Brother Xiangli, you guys, don't need to take action for the time being, I will solve this Huang Xiaolong with my own hands!" He was wary.
In the past two decades, he has been cultivating in the secret place of the Guo family, and with the help of ancient treasures of the Guo family, his strength has improved again, and he has reached the extreme of the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient gods, and he can break through the ancestral gods in only half a step. territory.
With his talent and strength, without changing the eight-tailed silver whale, his combat power can be comparable to the power of the first-stage ancestor god, if he transforms into an eight-tailed silver whale, it is comparable to the ordinary ancestor god in the middle-stage one!
This time, he wants revenge!
Brutally kill Huang Xiaolong!
Shame before a wash!
The face-lift young Xiangli said indifferently: "If this is the case, then it is up to you to solve this Huang Xiaolong. In fact, it is a big deal to deal with him in our capacity!"
"Big Brother Xiangli is right, that Huang Xiaolong, an ancient god boy, our great ancestors shot him and spread it out, it is indeed dishonorable!" Another young man laughed.
As everyone talked, they saw another group of people walking by themselves on the other side of the street.
Guo Jun's eyes shrank suddenly.
I saw a black-haired young man at the front. It was Huang Xiaolong who had been thinking about him for more than ten years and wished he could not do anything with his sword!
When Wan Guzi saw Huang Xiaolong, his eyes were hatred. In addition, there was jealousy, jealousy, and even excitement. When Huang Xiaolong was tortured by Guo Jun, Xiangli and others, he was so excited.
"That's Huang Xiaolong?" Seeing Guo Jun's expression, Xiang Li looked over and asked.
"It's him!" Guo Jun stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly, speeding up his pace, for fear that Huang Xiaolong would escape.
On the other side of the street, Huang Xiaolong also saw Guo Jun, Wan Guzi, and others. He was a little surprised, and then sneered, and didn't walk quickly, just walking slowly towards Guo Jun and the others.
The Golden Horn Mavericks smiled, "I have fun!"
Xutian Demon Prison Beast, Feng'er, Ghost One, Ghost Two and the others were startled, and then they looked at Guo Jun and others.
"You won't be allowed to take action later, just let my master and I take action!" The Golden Horn Mavericks was afraid of the Void Demon and Prison Beast, and Feng Er and others had robbed the "business" and declared in advance.
The Xutian Demon Prison Beast, Feng'er and the others smiled bitterly, but did not dare to disobey the Golden Horn Mavericks' words, and nodded in response.
They could see that the strongest of the opponents was only the late stage of the ancestor god, and they could deal with them with the strength of Huang Xiaolong and Golden Horn Mavericks.
When Guo Jun rushed to Huang Xiaolong ten meters away, he stopped, his eyes were so cold and cold that he could freeze a cow to death: "Huang Xiaolong, it seems that we are very destined. I rarely come to Vientiane King City. I will meet you too!"
"Destined?" Huang Xiaolong shrugged, "I don't think so." After speaking, his eyes fell on Wangu Ziyi and the Xiangli people, as if ignoring Guo Jun.
Although it was strange how Guo Jun would hook up with Wan Guzi, it was the young people of Xiangli that caught Huang Xiaolong's attention.
From several people, Huang Xiaolong sensed a unique mysterious power.
This is the power of the blood of the prehistoric gods
Although it was extremely light, Huang Xiaolong still felt it.
In the past few years, the young man is a disciple of the Chalk from the Vientiane family
"Huang Xiaolong, you are looking for death!" Seeing Huang Xiaolong actually ignored him, Guo Jun's killing intent was completely flared, and his aura was completely released. On the top of his head, a silver light group appeared, spreading instantly, and enveloped the Quartet.
It is the silver whale space!
Compared with the last time, his silver whale space is more than ten times stronger.
I saw the silver whale space shrouded in the surrounding space, the wind stopped all, and time seemed to slow down.
In addition to Xiangli, several other young disciples of the Vientiane Clan who had just broken through the ancestor god also felt a suppression! Suppress powerfully!
The power of the young ancestor gods of the Chalk tribe of the Vientiane family was running and found that the power of the ancestor gods was running much slower than before.
Xiangli nodded secretly, even he had to admit that Guo Jun's talent was indeed very strong. With Guo Jun's talent, if he breaks through the realm of the ancestor god, the power of the silver whale space can be imagined.
After displaying the Silver Whale Space, suddenly, Guo Jun roared up to the sky, and made a roar of the ancient divine beast Silver Whale. The sound roared, and all the strong in the streets around Vientiane King City were shocked.
I saw that Guo Jun began to change astonishingly, and a series of silver blades emerged from the back of his head, all the way to the buttocks. At the same time, his arms and legs also grew sharp blades like ancient gods, eight huge silver blades. The tail appeared behind him.
Guo Jun's breath suddenly rose again.
People like Wanguzi were surprised, but they didn't expect that Guo Jun would directly change the body of the eight-tailed silver whale! Then, Wan Guzi's eyes bit blood and excitement. It seems that Guo Jun intends to directly defeat Huang Xiaolong and kill Huang Xiaolong viciously without giving Huang Xiaolong any chance!
Huang Xiaolong, you also have today!
See if you are still dead!
In the cry and expectation in Wan Gu Ziyi's heart, Guo Jun, who had transformed into an eight-tailed silver whale, suddenly blasted Huang Xiaolong with a punch.
"die!"
"Die me!"
Guo Jun looked savage and looked crazy.
However, when Guo Jun's giant fist hit a meter in front of Huang Xiaolong, suddenly, as if encountering invisible resistance, he couldn't advance an inch anyway!
The first class of Wanguzi was taken aback.
Guo Jun's face flushed and roared angrily. His whole body of silver whale power spurred wildly, and his fist burst out with a strong silver light, which almost illuminated the eyes of Wang Ziyi, but his fist was unable to score any more points.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Guo Jun, who was still trying his best to urge the silver whale's supernatural power, and shook his head: "In the past twenty years, you have only improved so much? It disappoints me too much." Speaking of this, raising his hand is like a little bubble. , And lightly tapped Guo Jun's silver fist.
Then, everyone saw that Guo Jun seemed to be hit by some super giant chalk and started to fly backwards, seeming to fly slowly, but every moment, a long wound burst through his whole body.
The arms, legs, and the silver blade behind the head cracked every inch, like a powder, scattered into pieces of silver dust.
In the end, Guo Jun smashed into the courtyard wall of a building far away from the street, directly smashing the wall into a human form.
Through the wall, everyone saw that Guo Jun was vomiting something.
Everyone was stunned.
Wan Gu Ziyi, several young people from the Chalk clan of the Wanxiang family, including Xiang Liju, took a breath of air.
Especially Wan Gu Ziyi, his heart twitched.
Guo Jun is defeated!
Fiasco!
What eight-tailed silver whale, it's paper.
After a while, Xiangli turned his head to look at Huang Xiaolong, and slowly said: "You, the realm of the ancestors!"
The realm of the ancestors! Wan Guzi trembles violently all over, and there is a strong will to urinate below.
In the past twenty years, Huang Xiaolong has broken through the ancestor god! Already a strong ancestor! (To be continued. "This text is provided by the Breaking Dawn Update Team@茗芗梦荟" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest motivation.)