Invincible Conqueror

Yi Xiaotang was also covered by Taoist souls. After reading Huang Xiaolongzi carefully, he didn't find anything strange about Huang Xiaolong, that is, he was more handsome, his temperament was unspeakable, and there was nothing surprising about him.

Handsome?

Handsome man, she has seen a lot.

There are dozens of caves in the surrounding area, millions of sacred places, countless young masters, countless young patriarchs of ancient tribes, and handsome people do not know where they are. As for the temperament of those holy land young masters and young patriarchs of ancient tribe, which temperament is not unique?

Yi Xiaotang checked Huang Xiaolong's body again, and couldn't help shaking his head, feeling disappointed.

Under her Taoist soul, she could see that Huang Xiaolong had a special bloodline, a stronger physical body, and a special sage. There was nothing else really impressive.

The bloodline should be the golden dragon bloodline. This kind of bloodline is rare. Perhaps in a small cave like Saint Demon Cave Sky, it can be regarded as a top genius, but in Qingxiao Cave Sky, there are still many geniuses of this bloodline. In the Qingxiao Taoist lineage, many of the bloodlines of the personal disciples of the palace master are not weaker than that of the golden dragon.

As for the physical body, Huang Xiaolong’s physical body should have cultivated a certain dragon technique, or swallowed some heavenly materials, so the physical body is stronger than the ordinary ninth stage of the holy realm, but at most it is comparable to the middle ninth stage of the holy realm. Or the late stage of Kunou.

She has seen a lot of this kind of flesh. There are many young sect masters in the sacred places around the cave sky, and the young patriarchs of the ancient clan are much stronger than their flesh.

The sages are also a little special. They turned out to be three sages, but three sages are nothing. Although it is said that there should be no disciples in the holy demon cave with three sages, but in her Qingxiao cave, they still have them. She has seen a few.

One of Yan San's direct disciples has three sages, and all three sages are ranked in the dozens.

As for the three sages of Huang Xiaolong, they all ranked in the twenty-odd.

Yi Xiaotang shook his head as she watched.

"It is said that the rumors are not credible, it seems that Huang Xiaolong is nothing, I thought that the holy demon cave was innocent, and there was a terrifying evil genius, and a ninth layer of the holy realm could destroy the body of the seventh layer of the ancestor!" Yi Xiaotang said disappointed.

"I've said how you can believe such ridiculous rumors, you are going to come." Aunt Qing responded calmly and said with a smile: "It's alright now, man, you have seen it, you have to keep the word and tell me Qingxiao Taoist!"

"I see." Yi Xiaotang pursed his mouth, a little sulking.

"Let's go, Aunt Qing, we return to Qingxiao Taoism, there is no fun at all!"

However, just as the two were about to leave, suddenly the crowd was in a commotion.

"It's the people from Rank Nine Holy Land here!"

"Look, that's Chen Sen, the sect master of Rank Nine Holy Land!"

"There is also Mo Fei, the master hall of Rank Nine Holy Land. Mo Fei's strength is not weaker than Chen Sen, the master of Rank Nine Holy Land. The Holy Land of Rank Nine actually dispatched four hundred ancestor masters! This is too exaggerated, just to capture it. A Huang Xiaolong?"

"Wrong, plus Chen Sen himself, are 401 ancestors, and all of them are ancestors of intermediate level and above. I heard that all the masters of the ancestors of intermediate level and above are dispatched in the Holy Land of Rank Nine, leaving only the ancestor's elementary guard Jiu. Transfer to the Holy Land headquarters!"

"Chen Sen led so many masters in the Holy Land of Rank Nine out, naturally, not to capture Huang Xiaolong, a holy realm in a small area. After he captured Huang Xiaolong, he definitely wanted to go to the Holy Land in the sky, and then destroy the Holy Land in the sky!"

Many holy land masters are talking about it.

Seeing the masters of the Nine Ranks Holy Land rushing, Yi Xiaotang and Aunt Qing couldn't help stopping.

"This Nine-Rank Holy Land is indeed a big fuss." Yi Xiaotang shook his head: "Send more than 400 ancestors to deal with a holy realm, and they will not be afraid of other people's jokes."

Aunt Qing glanced at Yi Xiaotang and said, "You don't want to save this Huang Xiaolong, do you? This kind of thing, countless clans in every Holy Land have countless forces almost every day, you just want to take care of it, and Xiaotang, before you came, you promised me that you just watched from a distance and won't interfere!"

Although it was said that with the strength of the two of them, Huang Xiaolong could be saved, but this kind of thing happened every day in countless holy places, and they couldn't control it.

Yi Xiaotang nodded: "Don't worry, Aunt Qing, I know it in my heart."

Huang Xiaolong watched Chen Sen lead hundreds of masters of the ancestors of the Ninth Rank Holy Land to break through the air, standing still.

Many holy land experts saw Huang Xiaolong motionless and couldn't help but laughed: "This Huang Xiaolong saw so many masters coming from the Nine-Rank Holy Land, are you scared?"

"It’s affirmative to be scared of stupidity. Don’t say he is a holy realm. Even if many ancestor Seventh-fold saw so many masters in Rank Nine Holy Land, they would be scared to be stupid. Huang Xiaolong at least hasn’t been scared and paralyzed. Scared out."

Everyone joked and laughed.

At this time, Chen Sen and the masters of Rank Nine Holy Land came to Huang Xiaolong.

Chen Sen looked at Huang Xiaolong up and down, and the Dao Soul instantly looked at Huang Xiaolong thoroughly: "Golden dragon bloodline? Mutant Eucharist? Three sages ranked over 20?"

He watched it several times and it was still the same.

Originally, when he heard the rumors, he was still surprised, but now, he was completely relieved.

Such talent is nothing at all.

Condescendingly, he said coldly: "My son and Cheng Feng and their Dao soul are in your hands?"

"Not bad." Huang Xiaolong's face was calm.

Chen Sen, Mo Fei and others were surprised. Originally, they thought Huang Xiaolong would excuse Chen Hong, Cheng Feng and other human spirits were not on him, and would shirk that all rumors were false.

Chen Sen's eyes narrowed, and his cold light flashed: "Now you kneel down and hand over my son, Cheng Feng and their Dao souls, and explain in detail to my son why Cheng Feng and their Dao souls are in your hands. Who killed the body, if you don’t explain it clearly, and the explanation makes me dissatisfied, you will end up with a thousand insects, a thousand maggots biting the bones, and a thousand ghosts invading the soul!"

"You will regret coming to this world!"

Chen Sen's words echoed high in the sky, killing intent.

Everyone is cold.

No one took Chen Sen's remarks as a joke. If Huang Xiaolong explained it to Chen Sen's dissatisfaction, he would definitely end up in pain more than ten thousand insects, maggots biting the bones, and ten thousand ghosts invading the soul.

Huang Xiaolong smiled strangely: "Thousands of insects eat their hearts, a hundred maggots bite their bones, and ten thousand ghosts invade their souls?"

Chen Sen saw Huang Xiaolong laugh, his face sinking.

"Sect Master, why bother talking nonsense with this kid, I'll take action now, and I'll abolish him first!" said a master of the ancestor Quadruple of the Ninth Rank Holy Land.

Chen Sen nodded: "Also."

The four-fold master of the ancestor of the Nineth Rank Holy Land, without saying anything, immediately slammed a palm down at Huang Xiaolong, and the terrifying golden light turned into a golden giant palm, and instantly blasted down from the top of Huang Xiaolong’s head. It is conceivable that if this palm is real, in the eyes of everyone, Huang Xiaolong is definitely going to be abandoned.