Invincible Conqueror

"Indestructible Dao Heart!"

Reverberating in the space of Wuling Peak.

Feiyanzi's slender jade hands have pressed his chest into a big depression without realizing it, and the amorous feelings are extremely attractive.

Yuan Wangfeng, Yao Ji and the others were pinched by an invisible giant hand. Chen Muguang's eyes were even more prominent, with a deadly face. Suddenly, a kind of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart. It was so strong that it made him despair.

"This, this is too." On the rostrum, Long Shengtian opened his mouth, not knowing how to express the excitement and excitement in his heart.

Everyone was shocked.

In the sixth stage of the Holy Realm, Yuan Qianxing possessed the immortal Dao Heart, which shocked countless ancestors of various races in the foreign land, but now, Huang Xiaolong only possesses the immortal Dao Heart in the fourth stage of the Holy Realm?!

Of course, if they knew that Huang Xiaolong had an immortal mind before breaking through the holy realm, would it be even worse?!

Huang Xiaolong looked at Yuan Qianxing who had just laughed wildly and then turned back to normal, and walked towards it slowly: "Yuan Qianxing, it’s good for you to have an immortal Dao heart, but the heavens and worlds have more than one immortal Dao heart. You one."

It means that under the ancestor, you are not the only one who has an immortal mind.

Yuan Qianxing returned to reality from the shock, his face was crazy, his eyes were murderous and violent: "Huang Xiaolong, even if you have an immortal spirit, I don't believe that your immortal spirit will be stronger than mine. !"

The sage has heights, the holy souls have heights, and the immortal Taoist minds also have heights.

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

"Wan Yuan goes back to the clan!"

"Destroy the sky, destroy the earth, destroy everything!"

Yuan Qianxing roared, burst into the air, and his fists suddenly blasted towards Huang Xiaolong again, and the original power of the high-altitude source sage slammed down, and the imprint of his brows and the immortal heart of his chest were urged to reach. Extreme and radiant.

As his fists blasted out, the power of the origin and the power of the Great Dao surging out, like the giant sea of ​​the origin and the sea of ​​the Great Dao when the world was formed.

Under his double fists, everything returned to its origin and everything was shattered.

Long Shengtian in the late third stage of the ancestor, saw Yuan Qianxing's blow, his expression changed drastically.

Flying swallows also paled.

Huang Xiaolong's face was calm, the three sages in the sky, the twelve high-ranking holy orders, the radiance of the twelve high-ranking holy orders, the air of profound yellow, the air of all evil, and the air of Hunyuan fell like three huge waterfalls.

The twelve high-ranking sacred golden light flashed the world.

Everyone was stung by this golden light.

At the same time, Huang Xiaolong's chest was immortal and Daoxing's heart was immortal, and the imprint of the sacred fate in his eyebrows spurred his fists.

When Huang Xiaolong's fists blasted out, everyone had an illusion, as if they were turned into ashes under Huang Xiaolong's fists.

Boom!

As the two of them collided with their fists, a loud sound of Extinguishing Heaven continued to sound.

For a long time, the loud noise stopped. Everyone looked at them and was stunned. They saw Yuan Qianxing lying down on the edge of the ring, his robes disappeared, and even his pants were gone. I don't know if Huang Xiaolong is too powerful or the quality of his pants is not good. It's gone anyway, Yuan Qianxing only has a pair of pants left on his body, and it's bright red, very colorful.

Sure enough, he was abused so badly that he had no pants to wear!

Feiyanzi glanced over Yuan Qianxing's crotch, took a sip, and annoyed Huang Xiaolong, who actually got Yuan Qianxing for it?!

However, seeing Yuan Qianxing's misfortune, she felt relieved.

Over the years, because of Yuan Qianxing, the Wan Yuan Clan has bullied the Flying Clan.

"His Royal Highness!" Yuan Wangfeng and the masters of the Wanyuan clan exclaimed, trying to rush to the arena, but all were restrained from flying by the ring.

On the rostrum, Long Shengtian smiled and said, "Yuan Qianxing really never thought that one day he would be so miserable that he didn't wear pants."

Feiyanzi relieved his anger, he was even more refreshed, so he said loudly.

Many of the Flying Clan, Fengyan Clan, Yinlang Clan, Shuanglong Clan, Purple Spider Clan, and even Human Clan disciples burst into laughter.

Yuan Qianxing stood up swayingly from the ring, heard the roar of laughter all around, his eyes were splitting, and his killing intent was extremely violent. How dare these ants laugh at him?

When that happens, he will pinch these ants to death one by one!All pinched to death!

"Long Shengtian, don't be proud, sooner or later, I will kill you and swallow you!" Yuan Qianxing looked at Long Shengtian on the podium coldly.

Long Shengtian's face changed and became cold: "Do you think you have that day?"

A light flashed in Yuan Qianxing's hand, and a purple gold blade appeared in his hand. In the sunlight, the blade of this purple gold blade flashed like purple gold flames.

"The blade of purple gold!" Many masters recognized the blade in their hands, and their expressions changed.

The Zijin Blade, the tool of the ancestor of the Wanyuan Clan!

No one thought that Wanyuan Clan would have given the Zijin Blade to Yuan Qianxing.

When everyone's complexion changed, Yuan Qianxing screamed angrily, and the purple gold blade in his hand slashed at Huang Xiaolong in the air, and the purple gold blades turned into a mountain of swords.

"Huang Xiaolong, die, die for me!" Yuan Qianxing roared.

Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly. When Yuan Qianxing's purple gold blade was cut down, a shotgun appeared in his hand. Huang Xiaolong waved the shotgun in his hand. The sharp bird head of the spear pointed at the part of Yuan Qianxing's briefs, and then pierced it.

"Flying Gun!"

It is the flying spear!The flying spear's sharp bird head passed through the mountain of heavy knives, and instantly came to Yuan Qianxing's pants.

When Yuan Qianxing saw this, his face changed wildly in fright, and he couldn't care about anything else, and the purple gold blade in his hand quickly blocked the pants.

"clang!"

There was a crisp sound.

The blade of the Zijin Blade was able to block the sharp bird's head, splashing with astonishing purple and gold fire, Yuan Qianxing's arm was shocked severely, the whole person shot backwards, and then fell on the ring, blood and blood. Yong, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he didn't care about the injury. Instead, he looked at the crotch in a panic, and found that the crotch was still there, not broken, and his whole body was sweating coldly.

However, he just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Huang Xiaolong's flying spear stabbed again. Yuan Qianxing was shocked to avoid him, but he still took a step slower, his chest was instantly pierced by the spear head, which came out from his back.

The terrifying force of destruction continued to pour into Yuan Qianxing's body from the spearhead, destroying the body of Yuan Qianxing's original Eucharist, and the blood was sprayed from Yuan Qianxing's mouth.

But at this moment, suddenly, several terrorist forces crashed down from the void, passed directly through the space restriction of Wuling Peak, and then blasted into the ring, blasted towards Huang Xiaolong, every horror force , Enough to bombard and kill dozens of hundreds of holy realm nine-layer late peak powerhouse.

Ancestor!

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

On the rostrum, Foreign Palace Lord Mo Zhi hummed coldly, crossed his hands, palms like knives, and suddenly moved forward. Under his knives, the space was broken.

Almost at the same time, Long Shengtian and Feiyanzi also shot.

Huang Xiaolong pulled out the flying spear from Yuan Qianxing’s chest, his eyes were cold, and he shot the spear back to the void. In fact, the ancestor of the Wanyuan clan, the ancestor of the Yaomei clan, and the ancestor of the Jin Chan clan also had another master of the Ancestral Realm. He had been hiding in the void near the Wuling Peak, how he didn't know.