As the idol looked at Huang Xiaolong, everyone from the Chalk tribe in Vientiane also looked at Huang Xiaolong.
Xiang Xiaojie looked resentful, came to the idol, and respectfully said: "Elephant ancestor, this person led him to our Vientiane King City, ignoring the rules of the Vientiane King City, and severely injured our Chalk disciples and Taishang Changwu of the Vientiane family. Old, even the ancestors and patriarchs were hurt by them!"
"Pray for the ancestor of the Holy Elephant to be the master for us, and kill this person and everyone he follows!"
Since billions of years have passed, the resurrection of the petrified holy elephant, the Cretaceous people of the Vientiane family recognized it as the rule. Many people of the Cretaceous family of the Vientiane family have forgotten it, even Xiang Xiaojie did not remember this for a while. One provision.
After Xiao Jie finished speaking, he looked at Huang Xiaolong with a hateful expression on his face, his eyes faintly excited.
He seemed to have seen the happy scene of waiting for their ancestor Huang Xiaolong and his entourage, the third-stage late stage monster of the god king to kill in one fell swoop!
The ancestor of Vientiane, Xianghui, and the patriarch of Vientiane, Xiangtai, their expressions changed when they heard this.
Xiang Xiaojie has other elders who are too elders. Elders may not remember that rule, but as the ancestors of the Vientiane clan, how could the patriarch not remember them.
When Xiang Hui and Xiang Tai were about to speak, the idol raised its legs and walked slowly towards Huang Xiaolong.
With its mountain-like body, every step it takes, the ground around it trembles faintly.
In front of the idol, Huang Xiaolong looked as weak as an ant, as if the idol could blow Huang Xiaolong away without a trace.
As the idol came, the breath of the wild and beast came upon his face.
Huang Xiaolong's robe automatically went without wind.
Elephant Xiaojie watched their ancestors of the elephants walk towards Huang Xiaolong, his eyes were even more excited, blood-devouring, Huang Xiaolong, and your entourage, just wait to die!
However, killing Huang Xiaolong and others in this way would be too cheap for Huang Xiaolong and others. Xiang Xiao Jie thought to himself.
At this moment, the idol came to Huang Xiaolong 30 meters away, under the gaze of everyone, suddenly, the idol knelt down in front of Huang Xiaolong, and then, respectfully said: "Thank the master for resurrecting the elephant Xun, the elephant Thank you Master!"
After speaking, he bowed his head respectfully to Huang Xiaolong, and the huge proboscis curled up and down.
Only then did the Xutian Demon Prison Beast, Feng'er, Guiyi, and Gui Er completely relieved their minds and let out a sigh of air.
But the Golden Horn Calf shook his body in dust, and didn't know what he was talking about.
However, everyone in the Vientiane clan was terrified, and all the elders were too elders, and the elders looked incredible. Then, everyone suddenly remembered the rule that the clan of the Vientiane clan had been handed down since the ancient times. .
Xiang Xiao Jie's mouth is wide open, his face is pale and bloodless, his chest rises and falls sharply, his breathing is turbid, like a fish about to suffocate, his figure shakes.
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Their ancestor of the elephant just called Huang Xiaolong the master!
His legs seemed to be bearing hundreds of billions of boulders, and he began to tremble unceasingly.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the idol that was kneeling in front of him with no unexpected expression. Even without the regulations of the Chalk clan of the Wanxiang family, the idol who was resurrected by his Hongmeng purple worm would still recognize him as his master.
Huang Xiaolong touched the head of the idol called Xiang Xun. His hand fell on the idol giant, which looked very small, but the idol Xiang Xun was flattered and trembling with excitement.
"Get up." Huang Xiaolong said.
"Yes, thank you Master!" Only then did the idol Xiang Xun stand up respectfully.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the elephant Xiao Jie in the distance.
Xiang Xiao Jie's legs were so frightened that he knelt down there, and climbed over to Huang Xiaolong like that. As he crawled, he cried and begged for mercy: "Master, it's Xiang Xiao Jie who was confused for a while, and he was confused for a while, Master, Holy Elephant. Old ancestors, don't kill me. I beg you for my loyalty to the Vientiane Clan for hundreds of thousands of years. Don't kill me!"
At this time, the ancestor of Vientiane Xianghui, the patriarch of Vientiane, Xiangtai, and the elders of the Vientiane clan, all the elders woke up, and they all came to Huang Xiaolong in a panic, kneeling down respectfully, with a high voice. Shout to see the master.
Huang Xiaolong also ignored the kneeling Xianghui, Xiangtai and the others, but watched kneeling in front of him, crying with a snot, and there was no such thing as Xiaojie, the elder and majestic elephant of the Vientiane clan.
The idol Xiang Xun looked at Xiang Xiao Jie coldly, and said: "Dare to speak disrespectful to the master, and even try to kill the master by my hand. According to the rules of Vientiane, you should die a thousand times, and you dare to cry for mercy. Speaking of this, he said to Huang Xiaolong: "Master, let Xiang Xun do it for you and kill this Vientiane disciple."
Huang Xiaolong nodded calmly: "Also."
This Xiang Xiao Jie transmitted sounds repeatedly and confounded Xiang Hui, and Xiang Tai wanted to kill himself and the Xutian Demon Prison Beast and others, and almost failed to resurrect his idol. It is indeed worthy of death a thousand times.
If it hadn't been for the resurrection of the idol in time and the interruption by the Chalk tribe of the Wanxiang family, not only would it fall short, but also the strength would be backlashed, and it would be detrimental to his spirit and soul, which would be detrimental to his future breakthrough to the god king.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong want to kill himself, Xiao Jie's face looked terrified.
After receiving Huang Xiaolong's order, the elephant Xun opened his mouth without hesitation, and a black flame flew out, enveloping the elephant Xiao Jie. In the black flame, the elephant Xiao Jie screamed again and again. In the eyes of everyone, the elephant Xiao Jie slowly incinerated it little by little, first with his hands, feet, and then the rest of his body.
The screams of Xiang Xiaojie's screams were extremely stern, making the faces of the Chalk tribe in Vientiane pale.
The ancestor of Vientiane, Xianghui, and the patriarch of Vientiane, Xiangtai, sweated coldly on their foreheads, because they had been bewitched by the elephant Xiaojie before, and they were also moved to kill Huang Xiaolong.
Before long, Xiang Xiaojie was incinerated, and even his godhead and god clone were turned into ashes.
Everyone in Vientiane knelt down there, not daring to breathe.
"Hell and the dark fire, so-so." When everyone was holding their breath, suddenly, the golden horn calf shook his tail and said.
Everyone was taken aback.
The idol Xiang Xun looked at the golden horned calf with a surprised look: "You know the Hell Hell Mingshen Fire?"
This Hell Heiming God Fire is one of the prehistoric sacred fires. As it was sealed and disappeared for tens of thousands of years, this calf actually knew it!
The golden horned calf raised his head, making a fuss: "It's just a mere hell of a sacred fire, and I know it is an immortal fire."
The idol Xiang Xun was shocked, and the fire is immortal! This cow even knows!
The immortal divine fire is the first of the prehistoric divine fires, the strongest among the prehistoric divine fires, but it disappears longer than the Hell Black Bright Divine Fire.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the bullish look of the golden horn calf and couldn't help being funny. This old cow was about to pretend again.
"Are you the chief of Vientiane?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes fell on the chief of Vientiane, Xiangtai.
Xiangtai's body trembled, and he said respectfully in a panic, "Yes, master, I am the current patriarch of Vientiane." His heart tightened.
"Let people block this place, I don't want people to know what happened today." Huang Xiaolong said.
Huang Xiaolong still doesn't want to make the mainland aware of the resurrection of the idol. (To be continued. "This text is provided by the breaking dawn update team@ch8296929 (典典汉纸)" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)