Invincible Conqueror

All the masters in the Holy Demon Holy Land also looked incredible.

With the current strength of the Saint Demon, it is impossible for a master of Fu Dao Dongtian like Fu Daosheng, a half-walk Dao Zun, to withstand a single blow from the Saint Demon's palms without moving!

Unless it is a strong Taoist!

No, even an ordinary Dao Zun who is strong in the early stage, it is impossible to stay still. Injury and not moving are two different things. Huang Xiaolong is not moving at all!

"I said, in my eyes, you are a useless trash!" Huang Xiaolong looked at the unbelievable holy demon, and said: "I stand here and let you attack, you even shake my fur. No, you are not a waste."

What are you not rubbish!

You can't even shake my fur!

Huang Xiaolong's words rang in Sheng Devil's mind.

The holy devil's face was ugly to the extreme, and he roared angrily: "Impossible, I don't believe that you are better than the Daoist! Huang Xiaolong, you die, die for me!" After speaking, his palms suddenly lifted and he turned to Huang Xiaolong Bombarded.

However, this time it is not the shoulders, but the chest!

And this blow is obviously stronger than just now!

boom!

The palms of the holy devil blasted Huang Xiaolong's chest truthfully, and a huge tremor sounded even larger than before.

However, what shocked Yi Xiaotang and others was that they saw that Huang Xiaolong was still motionless!

"This, what, how?!" Aunt Lian Qing also lost her voice.

How could this be!

She really couldn't understand that an ancestor like Saint Demon, who hit Huang Xiaolong and an ancestor in the second stage of the second stage, hit Huang Xiaolong on his body, but Huang Xiaolong didn't even move!

Mayfly shakes the tree!

Is the real worm shaking the tree!

The holy devil was more shocked than Yi Xiaotang, Aunt Qing, and the masters of the holy demon holy land, even more unbelievable. When he hit Huang Xiaolong with all his strength, it was like he had hit the holy realm of Tuo!

That's right, it's the feeling of hitting the sacred world of Tuo.

The sacred realm of the Dao is vast and boundless. It is the power of the Taoist who has been madly blasting and killing for billions of years, and it cannot shake a sacred world of the Dao. Even the nine-fold power of the Dao is in front of the vast and boundless sacred interface of the Small as an ant.

The holy devil now, in front of Huang Xiaolong, felt as small as an ant.

This feeling is so absurd, yet so real!

At this moment, a force in Huang Xiaolong's body shook out. This terrifying force shook the holy devil back and forth again and again, rolling backwards, rolling out tens of thousands of miles, and hitting the beach on the distant island.

Gravel splashes flying.

"Your Highness!"

The master of the Holy Demon Holy Land panicked and shouted.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong stepped, he came to the top of Sheng Mozi's head and slammed his fist down, directly blasting Sheng Mozi into the bottom of the island. Then, Sheng Mozi pierced through the bottom of the island and smashed into the bottom of Yinlong Lake.

The entire uninhabited island was torn apart by Huang Xiaolong's fist, and the lake surrounding Yinlong Lake caused tens of thousands of waves.

"I said, to kill you, you don't need a Hunyuan formation!" Huang Xiaolong sneered.

Yi Xiaotang and the others were shocked again.

"Could it be that he didn't really use the power of the Hunyuan Great Formation when he defeated the Holy Demon?!" Yi Xiaotang muttered to himself.

"No, it's impossible! At the beginning, he obviously used the power of the Hunyuan Great Array!"

"How could he be so strong, how could he, an ancestor, the second layer, be so strong!"

Yi Xiaotang couldn't accept this fact, was a little crazy with excitement, and spoke incoherently.

Not to mention her, Aunt Qing and the masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land are equally unacceptable. Even the most enchanting one in the sacred world, one dragon, two tigers and three moons, it is impossible to do it. It is impossible to defeat the ancestor in the middle of the second stage of the ancestor. Nine masters.

What's more, the holy demon is still the peak of the late nine-layer ancestor, the Hao Ri Dao soul, or the blood of the holy demon!

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no other sound except the island that was blasted apart by Huang Xiaolong's punch and continued to fall apart and sinking into the bottom of Yinlong Lake.

There were more than 200 masters in the holy demon holy land, but no one dared to step forward to attack Huang Xiaolong. He was shocked by Huang Xiaolong's strange strength!

After Huang Xiaolong punched him, he was about to take the Saint Demon from the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, the surface of the lake broke open and exploded. Only a figure flew up through the air. It was the Saint Demon who was bombed into the bottom of the lake.

I saw a huge punch hole printed on the chest of Sheng Mozi!

This punch hole caused his chest armor to burst, and his entire chest was deeply recessed, almost leaking from his back.

The saint demon's hair was scattered all over, covered with pollution and blood.

"His Royal Highness!" The masters of the Holy Demon Holy Land were surprised and wanted to step forward.

"You all get out of me!" The Saint Demon roared angrily. He roared with all his strength, and the sound of the surrounding lake was turbulent.

The master of Holy Demon Holy Land was shocked and did not dare to step forward.

At this time, the holy devil swallowed a pill, a light flashed in his hand, and the holy demon sword appeared. Then, countless holy men and countless demon gods continued to condense around his body. Obviously, he completely urged the holy in his body. Mo Wushuang bloodline.

However, this is not to be counted, the holy demon son Hao Sun Dao Soul, the six high-ranking saints broke out, suspended high in the sky, and every corner of Yinlong Lake was immediately shining bright as the day by its Hao Sun Dao Soul light.

The breath of Saint Demon kept rising.

The sword glow of the Holy Demon Sword in his hand continued to flourish.

The punch hole in his chest even began to recover.

"Huang Xiaolong, I don't believe it, my dignified Saint Demon, I will not be able to kill you, an ancestor and second ancestor!" The Saint Demon roared, raising the Holy Demon Sword in his hand, and the sword pointed to the void. Rolling down.

These sword lights formed a waterfall-like sword river, and under the guidance of the holy devil, they crashed down Huang Xiaolong's head.

"Jianhe Chuitian!"

The holy devil whispered, his voice resounding across the world.

This is exactly the method of kendo of Qingxiao Taoism, and it is also the method of kendo created by Yan San.

Dao Zun’s Dao Law, its power, is many times stronger than the Dao Law of the original ancestor.

The Jian River fell from the sky, before reaching the top of Huang Xiaolong's head, the lake around Huang Xiaolong was wrung clean by sword air. Yes, it was clean, the breakthrough disappeared, and the islands around Huang Xiaolong were instantly penetrated by sword air and dissipated. .

"Dead!" Sheng Mozi's face was grim.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the blow, his face calm, and slowly raised his hand. With the punch just now, he just used the power of one Dao Soul, so now, there are three Dao Souls!

This time, once, the Holy Demon will be solved!

He had already sensed that the strong around him were being attracted by the movement here and kept coming.

Let's solve this holy demon first.

Huang Xiaolong didn't even look at the falling sword river, letting it bombard down, his fists burst into light, and suddenly blasted towards the holy demon.

An ice blue ray of light and a red flame ray blasted from Huang Xiaolong's fist to the Saint Demon at the same time, blasted into the Saint Demon's body, and then came out from his back.