"one two Three… "
Yuan Zhongyuan counted coldly, sixty seconds a minute, and quickly counted to ten.
Just as the Wanyuan, Shuanglong, and Jinchan tribes waited for Huang Xiaolong to speak gleefully, waiting for Huang Xiaolong to make a decision, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed.
"Retreat!" He had been paying attention to Huang Xiaolong's Yuan Qianxing suddenly alert, shouted, and at the same time opened his hands, patted Huang Xiaolong.
However, as soon as Yuan Qianxing took the shot, Heila's huge black hand stretched out and blocked Yuan Qianxing.
Then, with a scream, Huang Xiaolong's right fist was blasted through his chest by Huang Xiaolong's right fist.
Yuan Zhongyuan lowered his head and looked at Huang Xiaolong's right fist passing through his chest in disbelief. He wondered why he, the eighth layer of the Holy Land, could not evade Huang Xiaolong's double blow from the second layer of the Holy Land.
Even more can't believe that Huang Xiaolong dared to attack him!
He is the Vice-Hallmaster of the Foreign Palace Mission Hall!
Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei, Yaoji, Zi Yutong, Long Cheng, Jin Kang, Long Zhenyang and others looked at him in shock.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the palms of Heiluo and Yuan Qianxing collided, and the world was shaking.
Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei and others were shocked by the tremendous force and woke up.
"Huang Xiaolong, dare you! Release Chongyuan!"
"kill!"
"Kill Huang Xiaolong, this dog breed!" Yuan Wang Feng hissed, no one expected the four clans to join forces and high-level siege, Huang Xiaolong dared to take the lead, and the first target he chose turned out to be a mission. The source of the deputy hall master is far away.
Yuan Wangfeng’s voice fell, and he attacked Huang Xiaolong alone. The holy power was violent, full and crazy, Zen Wumei, Yaoji, Zi Yutong, and hundreds of masters from the four races. Hundreds of masters attacked all over the world. , Huang Xiaolong is like a lonely mountain to be swallowed by the giant sea.
At this moment, beside Huang Xiaolong, ten holy realm, nine-fold dead spirits and four ghosts appeared.
But Huang Xiaolong's whole body shook with light, the octagonal barren beasts flew out, and the eight barren beasts roared through the alien space, and the light of the ancestor's road law rolled down, blocking Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei, Yaoji and others' attacks. .
"This is?! Ancestor Taoism!"
"It's the ancestor Taoist artifact!"
Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei, Yaoji and others were surprised when they saw their attack was blocked, and when they felt the ancestor's power of the octagonal barren beast ring, they couldn't help being surprised, excited, and enthusiastic.
Even Yuan Qianxing's eyes are extremely hot.
The ancestor Taoist tools, even the ancestors, will fight for it with all their strength! Not to mention Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Wangfeng and others.
"Kill Huang Xiaolong, grab the ancestor Taoist weapon!" Yuan Wangfeng exclaimed excitedly to the masters of the Wanyuan clan.
"The ancestor Taoist weapon belongs to my Ssangyong clan!" "It's my demon Meizu's!"
The four masters rushed to kill Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong sneered, urged by the devouring power, and suddenly Yuan Zhongyuan withered in an instant. Then, Huang Xiaolong waved his backhand and shot Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei, Demon Ji, and Zi Yutong who were the first to pounce on him. At the same time, they retreated.
"what?!"
The four masters were shocked upon seeing this.
Yuan Wangfeng, Zen Wumei, Yaoji, and Ziyutong are four people, each of whom is the ultimate in the late stage of the Ninth Stage of the Holy Realm. Together, they are absolutely invincible under the ancestors. Now, the four were shocked by Huang Xiaolong's wave.
This is!
Yuan Qianxing saw this scene with the same tremor in his heart. Now he realized that he still underestimated Huang Xiaolong, but the more so, the more determined he was to kill Huang Xiaolong this time. Otherwise, it would be a real trouble. endless.
kill!
Yuan Qianxing presses both palms into the void, palm force passes through the layers of space, constantly squeezing the space, and constantly squeezing towards Huang Xiaolong, just like the continuous squeezing of the forces of thousands of chaotic giant peaks continuously accumulating together. Flocked to Huang Xiaolong.
Under this palm, the peak of the late stage of the Ninth Stage of the Holy Realm will also be bombarded.
Seeing Yuan Qianxing's palm strength, he was about to shoot Huang Xiaolong. Suddenly, a pair of black giant palms appeared, once again blocking Yuan Qianxing's palm strength.
It's Hei Luo again!
Yuan Qianxing saw that it was Hei Luo's evil spirit that did not break his good deeds, his eyes fell cold, the holy power surged from his body, and the mysterious power within his body roared out.
The natural power of Wanyuan Race!
In the previous ring, Yuan Changyao also activated the talents of the Wanyuan clan, but compared with Yuan Qianxing's, it was almost inaudible, just like the difference between a creek and a giant ocean.
It seems that Yuan Qianxing's innate power is the true heaven and earth's original power, and Yuan Changyao's previous one seems to be a counterfeit.
Yuan Qianxing suddenly slapped Hei Luo with both palms.
Hei Luo's figure swayed and transformed into his original form, standing upright on the ground, his giant palm turned, demonic energy and corpse energy rolled like a sea, facing Yuan Qianxing's palm strength.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong had swallowed Yuan Chongyuan clean, his figure flashed,
"Huang!" Jin Kang saw Huang Xiaolong who suddenly appeared in front of him, panicked in his heart, and was about to speak, when he saw Huang Xiaolong punching, just like the previous Yuan Zhongyuan, Jin Kang's chest was punched through by Huang Xiaolong.
"Second!" Huang Xiaolong's cold voice rang in Jin Kang's ears. Before Jin Kang could understand what Huang Xiaolong meant, he felt the power in his body poured out like an unstoppable flood. Huang Xiaolong's body.
Jin Kang only felt the surrounding voices weakened. He looked at the attacking Zen Wu-Se, hissed: "Young Patriarch, help, help!" But the voice stopped abruptly, and he was crushed by Huang Xiaolong's throat.
Soon, Huang Xiaolong swallowed Jinkang's Saint Grid, Saint Veins, and Saint Body, and then proceeded to the third goal.
Now, the evolution of Huang Xiaolong's three enlightened sages has been extremely close to the top ten, and the speed of swallowing and refining has reached a level of horror.
Then, it's the fourth one.
"the fifth!"
"sixth!"
Huang Xiaolong’s voice is like the voice of the dead soul, and it keeps sounding. Every time it sounds, one of the four clans is swallowed up. Huang Xiaolong’s only scruples are Yuan Qianxing, but now there is Hei Luo blocking Yuan Qianxing, so Huang Xiaolong You can safely swallow the four clans masters wantonly.
With so many such good delicacies delivered to his lips, if Huang Xiaolong doesn't take a good look at himself, then I'm really sorry for the kindness of the four clans.
Of course, after swallowing Yuan Chongyuan and others' Saints, Saint Veins and Saint Body, Huang Xiaolong didn't swallow his Saint Soul either, and now he didn't want to expose the Immortal Dao Heart.
"Twenty-eighth!"
Soon, 28 people from the four races were swallowed by Huang Xiaolong.
These twenty-eight people are all from the seventh level of the holy realm, the eighth level of the holy realm, and the source is far away. Jinkang and others can cultivate to the seventh and eighth level of the holy realm. Naturally, they have excellent talents. Huang Xiaolong swallowed 28 people in a row. I feel that the light of the three enlightened sages is shaking again and again, becoming more and more shining, and the three enlightened sages seem to be rejuvenated with a certain kind of vitality and awakened to a certain origin.