Invincible Conqueror

"It doesn't kill the heart!"

The space in Wulingfeng echoed.

Flying swallows and filigree jade hands have pressed the chest to a large chunk without being conscious, and the style is extremely attractive.

Source Wang Feng, Yao Ji and others are like being pinched by the invisible giant hand. Chen Muguang is even more prominent in his eyes. He looks like a dead man. Suddenly, a kind of fear is born from his heart, so strong that he is desperate.

"This, this is too." On the rostrum, Long Shengtian Zhangkou, I do not know how to express the feeling of excitement and excitement in my heart.

Everyone is at a loss.

When the holy land is sixfold, the source of the thousand lines has an inexhaustible heart. It is already a myriad ancestor of the various ethnic groups in the earthquake. But now, Huang Xiaolong’s four great places have an inexhaustible heart. !

Of course, if they know that Huang Xiaolong has not broken the sacred heart when he has not broken through the holy world, I am afraid it will be even more? !

Huang Xiaolong looked at the madman and then changed back to the normal source of thousands of lines, and walked slowly to him: "Yuan Qianxing, you have a good heart, but the heavens are boundless, but you can’t stop the heart. You are one."

It means that under the ancestor, it is not only the source of your source that has an inexhaustible heart.

Yuan Qianxing returned to reality from the shock, his face was crazy, his eyes were full of violent temper: "Huang Xiaolong, even if you have an inexhaustible heart, I will not believe that your immortality will be stronger than mine." !"

There are high and low levels of the Holy Ghost, and there are high and low levels of the Holy Spirit.

The quality of the road is high and low, and the power of the road is high and low, and the power is high.

"Wanyuan is back!"

"Destroy the heavens and destroy everything!"

The source of a thousand lines, a break from the air, the double fist suddenly rushed to Huang Xiaolong, the power of the source of the high-altitude sacred grid is rolling down, its eyebrows imprint, the chest is immortal and the heart is urging. Extreme, radiant.

With the double-handed blast, the power of the source and the power of the boulevard rushed out, such as the sea of ​​the giant sea and the boulevard at the time of the formation of the heavens and the earth.

Under his fists, everything returns to its roots and everything is shattered.

Long Shengtian, the late ancestor of the third ancestor, saw the source of the thousand lines of this attack, all of which were shocked and changed.

Flying swallows are also eclipsed.

Huang Xiaolong's face is calm, the three great sages of the sky, the twelve high-order sacred radiance, the mysterious yellow gas, the evil spirits, the mixed gas is like three huge waterfalls falling down.

Twelve high-order holy gods flashed the world.

Everyone was stabbed by this golden man.

At the same time, Huang Xiaolong's chest is not ruined, the eyebrows of the eyebrows are impressed, and the fists are suddenly blasted.

When Huang Xiaolong slammed out his fists, everyone had an illusion, as if they were under the double fists of Huang Xiaolong.

Bang!

As the two men collided, the loud noise continued to ring.

For a long time, the giant ring stopped, everyone looked, stunned, I saw the source of thousands of lines lying on the edge of the ring, the body robe disappeared, even the pants were gone, I do not know whether the power of Huang Xiaolong is too strong or the quality of its pants itself is not good, Anyway, it is gone. The source is only a pair of crotch, and it is bright red, very beautiful.

Sure enough, it was miserable, and there was no pants to wear!

The swallow's gaze swept over the source of the thousands of pants, took a sip, and annoyed Huang Xiaolong, who actually did the source thousands of lines? !

However, when she saw the source of the thousand lines, she was relieved.

In these years, because of the source of thousands of lines, the Wanyuan people can not bully the flying family.

"His Royal Highness!" Source Wang Feng and Wanyuan's masters exclaimed, wanting to rush to the ring, but they were all banned from flying.

On the rostrum, Long Shengtian smiled and said: "Yuan Qianxing is afraid that I really didn't think that one day I would be miserable without pants."

Flying swallows deflated, he was more cool, so he spoke very loudly.

Many Feitian, Fengyan, Yinyi, Shuanglong, Zijia, and even ethnic disciples are smiling.

Yuan Qianxing stood up from the ring and heard the laughter from all sides. His eyes were splitting and his body was violent. These ants sneered at him?

At that time, he will kill these ants one by one! All pinched!

"Long Shengtian, don't be proud, one day, one day, I will kill you and swallow you!" Yuan Qianxing looked at Longshengtian on the rostrum coldly.

Long Shengtian’s face changed, a cold: “Do you think you have that day?”

The source of the thousand lines of light flashed, a purple gold knife appeared in his hand, this purple gold blade, in the sun, the knife flashed, like the purple flame.

"The blade of Zijin!" Many masters recognized the blade in their hands and their faces changed.

The blade of Zijin, the ancestor of the Wanyuan people!

No one thought that the Wanyuan people had given the Zijin Blade to the source.

When everyone's face changed, the source thousand lines screamed, and the purple gold blade in the hand went to Huang Xiaolong to squat down, and the heavy purple blade turned into a knife mountain.

"Huang Xiaolong, die, give me death!" Yuan Qianxing roared.

Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly. When the source of thousands of lines of purple gold knife squatted, a bird shot appeared in the hand, Huang Xiaolong's hand shotgun waved, the pointed bird's head of the gun head was aimed at the part of the thousand-lined briefs, and then stabbed.

"Flying gun!"

It is a flying gun! The flying sniper sharp bird head passed through the heavy knife mountain and instantly came to the source of the thousand pants.

The source of the thousand lines to see, scared face madness, and then no other, the hands of the purple gold blade quickly to the front of the pants.

"clang!"

A crisp shock.

The blade of Zijin's blade was able to block the sharp bird's head, splashing the amazing purple gold fire, the source of the thousand-row arm was shocked, and the whole person turned backwards, then fell on the platform, and the blood was Chung, mouth bleeding, but he did not want to take the injury, but panicked to look at the crotch, found that the crotch is still, still not broken, scared the body sweating.

However, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and he saw Huang Xiaolong’s flying gun once again stabbing. The source of the thousand lines was so eager to avoid, but it was still a slow step, and the chest was pierced by the gun head and exposed from the back.

The power of horror destruction from the gun head constantly into the source of thousands of lines, destroying the body of the source of the source of the Holy Spirit, the source of thousands of lines of blood and then spray.

But at this moment, suddenly, several terrorist forces blasted from the void, directly through the space ban of Wulingfeng, and then rushed to the ring and smashed to Huang Xiaolong, each of these terrorist forces. It is enough to kill dozens of hundreds of holy places and nine heavy late peaks.

The first ancestor!

Moreover, several great ancestors joined forces and sent a devastating blow to Huang Xiaolong.

On the rostrum, the head of the house of the foreign government, a cold voice, with his hands crossed, his palms like a knife, suddenly rushed forward, under his palm, the space was broken.

Almost at the same time, Long Shengtian, flying swallows have also shot.

In the hands of Huang Xiaolong, the flying rifle was pulled out from the chest of Yuan Qianxing. His eyes were cold and he returned to the emptiness. In fact, the ancestors of Wanyuan, the ancestors of the demon, the ancestors of the Jinzen and another master of the ancestor He has been hiding in the void near Wuling Peak, how he does not know.