Invincible Conqueror

Chapter 2222 Can't clean up a waste!

The young man wearing a purple dragon brocade robe is Zhang Wenyue's younger brother, Zhang Haochen, but he is the same father and different mother.

Zhang Haochen frowned when he heard this, "I heard about this. I heard that it saved a divine vein and destroyed the waste that Shenhai has broken. My sister is also true. This Splendid Courtyard is important to our Prince's Mansion. The yard was destroyed by a divine vein, and the dilapidated waste of the divine sea lives?

Speaking of this, Zhang Haochen said to the housekeeper Wang Junhai: "Go, take two people, and drive that kid out! Arrange for my friend to live there!"

Butler Wang Junhai was overjoyed when he heard this. He had long seen that black and ugly trash was not pleasing to the eye. Now with the order of the little lord, he can finally vent his grievances. When the trash is driven out, the other party If he will resist, then he can make a good repair!

"Yes, little prince!" Wang Junhai smiled respectfully, paused, and then asked: "It's just little prince, after we drove that kid out of Jinxiu Yard, do we want to throw him out of the palace?"

Zhang Haochen thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Although this person is a trash, after all, it was rescued by my sister. I just throw it out of the palace, so let's drive him out of Jinxiu Yard at that time, and arrange for him at Qingfeng Yard. The room will do."

Qingfengyuan was used by the most inferior servants in the palace. There were many rooms and some vacancies.

Compared with Jinxiuyuan, the living conditions of Qingfengyuan are quite different.

The Jinxiuyuan has spiritual wood and jade artifacts. These spiritual wood and jade artifacts are helpful for cultivation. Many spiritual flowers and trees have been planted in the courtyard, which are of great benefit to the peace of mind and spirit.

And Qingfengyuan, let alone spirit wood and jade, all the buildings used are ordinary materials.

"Yes, please don't worry, little prince, I will pull that kid out of the Fairview Court." Wang Junhai replied respectfully.

Zhang Haochen nodded, waved his hand, and let Wang Junhai do it.

Wang Junhai saluted, retired respectfully, and then came to Jinxiuyuan with a few guards.

When Wang Junhai came to Jinxiuyuan, Huang Xiaolong was practicing his palm in the Jinxiuyuan.

After three days, Huang Xiaolong was able to move freely. Today, the weather was clear and sunny. Huang Xiaolong was in a good mood and decided to practice the Eight Desolate Sacred Light Palm and the Promise Sword of the Last Days.

The Eight Desolate Sacred Light Palms and the Promise Sword of the Last Days were obtained from Wan Zhuoyuan's memory, and were the martial arts of the Holy Way.

In the Lower Realm for a thousand years, Huang Xiaolong often practiced the Eight Desolate Sacred Light Palms and the Promise Sword of the Last Days. He had a great understanding of these two sacred martial arts. One move, one move, and the world were integrated.

When Wang Junhai arrived, Huang Xiaolong was practicing the Palm of the Eight Desolations.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong was practicing his palms in the courtyard, Wang Junhai's snack was shocked and surprised. He didn't expect Huang Xiaolong to recover so quickly. After all, according to Wangfu Pharmacist, Huang Xiaolong would not be able to move freely after at least a year.

However, despite his surprise and surprise, Wang Junhai didn’t pay much attention to it. He looked at Huang Xiaolong and sneered, “I didn’t expect your trash to be able to handle it, but it’s a pity that your palm is soft. You now have a little strength. No, even if a little rabbit is in front of you, you can't kill it!"

Since Huang Xiaolong did not urge the three enlightened sages, and did not use the power of dominance, the palms of the Eight Desolation Holy Lights displayed on the surface were soft, and looked the same as the palms sold on the outside stalls.

Of course, let alone Wang Junhai, the Divine King Realm, it is the powerhouse of the Great Emperor Realm who has come, and it is difficult to discover the mystery and power of the Eight Desolate Holy Light Palm.

Only those who have a deep understanding of the power of heaven and earth can discover it.

Listening to Wang Junhai's sneer, Huang Xiaolong practiced the Eight Desolate Sacred Light Palms. There were ten forms of the Eight Desolate Sacred Light palms. Huang Xiaolong planned to finish the ten forms first.

This Eight Desolate Holy Light Palm is not only a set of palm techniques, but also strengthens the physical body.

Wang Junhai saw Huang Xiaolong still practicing his palms, ignoring his arrival, and couldn't help being furious: "Boy, I came here on the order of our little prince to get you out of Jinxiuyuan. Jinxiuyuan is our palace. Important courtyard, and only our princely guests are eligible to live in this Jinxiu courtyard!"

"As for your waste, you are only worthy to live with the cheapest slaves in the palace!"

"You roll me to Qingfengyuan now!"

Huang Xiaolong is still practicing the Palm of the Eight Desolations.

Upon seeing this, Wang Junhai was angry and sneered: "Okay, pretend to be deaf and dumb, do it!" He waved to a guard behind him: "Throw this kid out for me first!"

The guard should be respectful, then smiled coldly, and walked towards Huang Xiaolong.

In fact, Huang Xiaolong lived in Jinxiuyuan with a waste, and these guards had long been unhappy with Huang Xiaolong.

The guard came to Huang Xiaolong's side, claws with one hand, and grabbed Huang Xiaolong's shoulder. Unsurprisingly, he grabbed Huang Xiaolong's shoulder with one palm, but when he was about to throw Huang Xiaolong out of the yard, he found that Huang Xiaolong's body was unexpectedly As heavy as the ancient giant beast, Huang Xiaolong couldn't move the mosquitoes even under his grip!

This!

The guard was taken aback.

He is a high-ranked ancestor god, and he is considered to be in the middle of the strength among the guards of the palace. With a pull, even a chaotic mine can easily pull away, but he can't pull Huang Xiaolong!

Under his disbelief in evil, his godhead urged, his divine power burst, and once again, Huang Xiaolong still did not move.

At this time, Wang Junhai also noticed the strangeness, but at this time Huang Xiaolong turned around and moved his shoulder. A terrifying force hit him. The guard was thrown out and hit the corner of the yard.

Wang Junhai and several other guards were taken aback.

what happened?!

Isn't this kid a waste of divine veins, divine seas broken?But what was that just now?

Wang Junhai scanned the surroundings with his eyes and found that there was nothing unusual. It should not have been made by other masters. His eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong, coldly: "I don't believe that I can't even clean up your waste today!" Speaking of this, he stepped forward Huang Xiaolong came, intending to take the shot himself.

"Wrap the dragon hand!"

When Wang Junhai drank it, his hands were claws, and he shot out.

I saw two Qi Jin bursting out of the air, turning into two strong cyclones, entwined together, and bound towards Huang Xiaolong.

This dragon-wrapping hand is a master of heaven, once it is entangled, even the ancient fierce beast cannot break free.

Suddenly, the dragon-wrapped hand entangled Huang Xiaolong.

When Wang Junhai and several guards saw this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When the guards were about to open their mouths to slap Wang Junhai's flattery, Huang Xiaolong's shoulders shook suddenly, and the palms of both hands continued to stroke, only to see that the dragon-wrapping hands entangled Huang Xiaolong were shaken away.

Wang Junhai stared.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong finished training the tenth formula of the Eight Desolate Holy Light Palm, stopped, and looked at Wang Junhai.