Invincible Conqueror

Twelve high-level sacred lifes, it is horrible to think about it. In the history of the sacred world, there have never been twelve high-level sacred lives. No one even thought that one day someone would want to fuse twelve sacred lives. ! And it is high-order!

At the beginning, when Huang Xiaolong merged three, everyone was shocked, but they were barely able to accept it. But when Huang Xiaolong merged six, everyone was incredible, and it was too absurd to think that Huang Xiaolong was crazy!

When Huang Xiaolong merged nine, no one believed that Huang Xiaolong could be successfully integrated. He felt that Huang Xiaolong would be countered and then failed. Everyone was gloating.

However, Huang Xiaolong is still successful!

Now, Huang Xiaolong wants to integrate twelve, and everyone has no idea how to describe his heart.

But what everyone knows is that once the integration of Huang Xiaolong is successful, there will be no ancestor in the world!

Only Huang Xiaolong!

If Huang Xiaolong fails to merge, it will be!

Under the shock of all people and unspeakable feelings, Huang Xiaolong sealed three high-ranking holy lives, and the three holy souls absorbed them into the body and began to merge.

Different from before, Huang Xiaolong has just merged, the three holy souls of the Holy Light will be swallowed, extremely unstable, and Huang Xiaolong’s body is a pain.

This is clearly a precursor to suffering from counterattacks.

Everyone stays.

Ghosts are not dead, and they can't help but laugh at the big joy: "Reverse! Retorted! Huang Xiaolong really wants to be killed!"

This is what makes him happy, he can't help himself, he is very excited, and he is more excited than he got the ancestor.

The masters of the demon palace are also cheering.

"Huang Xiaolong is not greedy, too good! Twelve high-level sacred rebellion, even if Huang Xiaolong has a holy soul, it must be blasted by the anti-phagic power, and the smoke is ash!" A demon palace master laughed.

"This means that he will not die if he does not die. He is not satisfied with the integration of nine high-ranking sacred lives. He also thinks about the integration of twelve! Retribution! Retribution is finally here, and it is coming so fast!" Another demon palace master laughed. .

"I want to say, this is the sacred! His talent, even the sky is smashing, now he has to pack him!"

One of the strongest hatred of Huang Xiaolong, gloating.

"If this is not dead, then it is really no reason!" The ancient emperor sneered.

Mo Cang is also relieved, a breath, if Huang Xiaolong successfully integrates twelve high-ranking sacred lives, it is absolutely a matter of suffocating all the ancient tribes of the Holy Land, even the first ancestors feel suffocated.

Ok! Looking at the current situation, Huang Xiaolong has already been countered, and failure is inevitable.

The failure of the fusion of the Holy Life is countered by the Holy Life. The higher the order of the Holy Life, the stronger the anti-phasing, and the counterattack of the high-level Holy Life is absolutely horrible.

A high-level sacred life is horrible, and twelve high-order sacred lives are counter-attacking. How much will it be horrible?

As the demon palace owner said, under the reversal of the twelve high-level sacred lives, Huang Xiaolong must be smouldering!

Perhaps, if there is a miracle, Huang Xiaolong will not die, but even if he does not die, it will become a waste under the 12 high-order sacred lives!

In the field, only Lin Xiaoying, Xue Lingyun, Tan Juan, Ji Xinyi and other women were worried.

"This younger brother!" Xue Lingyun was worried and angry, and he was so angry that he wanted to train the old man to train Huang Xiaolong. Unfortunately, the old man was not there.

The saint-patriarch Bai Moyang, the Jingang clan, Jin Nu and others saw Huang Xiaolong being smothered by the Holy Spirit and shaking his head.

"It's a pity!" Jin Nu sighed: "It's a pity!"

Although Huang Xiaolong succeeded in the fusion of twelve high-ranking sacred lives, it was suffocating. However, with the friendship between the King Kong and the Holy Day, he still hoped that Huang Xiaolong could successfully integrate.

But now, Huang Xiaolong’s hope for success is slim.

Under the gloating disaster of many people, the light of the three holy souls of Huang Xiaolong is becoming more and more unstable. When it rises and falls, the three holy souls seem to have something to burst out. This is the holy of the three holy souls. The power of anti-phagic is at fault. Once the three holy souls of Huang Xiaolong can't suppress this anti-phasing force, once they are blasted, the end can be foreseen.

Huang Xiaolong's face is painful, hey, the body even has a blood mark, this is the beginning of the crack, to be blasted.

"Thirteen!" Lin Xiaoying could not help but scream and rushed over to Huang Xiaolong.

However, Lin Xiaoying just moved, and was stopped by the nine-robbery and half-sacred disciple of the ghostly holy land.

"You go away!" Lin Xiaoying rarely roared.

Gonely the dozens of disciples in the Holy Land heard it and smiled: "If you want us to roll, Lin Xiaoying, come over, give us a sigh, and we are all comfortable, happy, we will roll!"

Ghostly Holy Land and Qingxue Palace are enemies, so the dozens of disciples in the Ghostly Holy Land are very abusive.

Lin Xiaoying screamed and slammed into the dozens of disciples of the ghostly holy place.

Other female disciples in the Qing Xue Palace also shot.

For a time, the female disciples of the Qingxue Palace and the disciples of the ghostly holy place were killed.

Although Lin Xiaoying and Qing Xuegong’s female disciples have strong combat power, these disciples are not weak. Therefore, both sides have death and injury, and they are deadlocked there.

At this time, the cracks on Huang Xiaolong's body are getting bigger and bigger, and they have reached the edge of the crack.

Once it collapses, the power of the sacred rebellion will be poured out like a rushing sea. At that time, it will be weak.

Lin Xiaoying saw it, but it was angry and angry, crazy shot, Xue Lingyun also looked cold and ghosts: "Ghosts are not dead, you will not let your disciples stop, I will make you a real ghost now!"

The ghost is not dead but it is a light smile. If nothing happens: "You and my two disciples have a rare opportunity to learn from each other. This is a good thing."

Xue Lingyun is sloppy and sloppy. The beauty is an ice: "Well, if that is the case, then you will die!" Speaking of this, the palm of the hand waved out, the place where the power of the avenue passed, everything was The world of ice and ice is spreading and is embezzling everything.

Just when the power of Xue Lingyun's ice avenue was to be swallowed up to the front of the ghost, suddenly, in the void, a ghost hand, a ghost-like hand, with a ghost, with a dead ghost, with evil, with All negative power is in the face of ghosts.

It sounded loud.

The terrorist forces swept through.

All the sacred gatekeepers, the ancient patriarchs, stunned, and did not panic back.

What shocked Xuan Xuan and others was that Xue Lingyun’s palm was actually blocked by the ghost hand!

Then, an extremely thin old man appeared in front of everyone.

The most striking thing about this old man is that the ghosts and the ghostly green ghosts.

"Ghosts and ancestors!" Jin Gang's patriarch, Jin Nu, exclaimed.

"What, ghosts and ancestors!" The lords of the great holy places, the patriarchs did not change their faces.

This is the existence of a savage and savage in the wild, and the same generation as the old man.

Xue Lingyun looked at the ghosts in front of him, and the face was heavy, and the ghost teacher was still alive! And has already achieved the ancestor's realm!