Invincible Level Up
Chapter 432
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"Ding"
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' beheading 'Murong Hong' for gaining 12 million experience, qigong value of 1090000, and survival value of 89000 ..."
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for getting an 'Immortal Supreme Sacred Core' ..."
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for getting the 'White Tiger Bloodline' ..."
"Congratulations to the player" Qin Tian "for getting the" White Tiger Wing "......"
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A series of prompt sounds in the system are endless, Qin Tian's heart turned upside down, the inexpressible excitement, Murong Hong of the immortal Supreme Peak Realm, the ancestor of the White Tiger tribe, none of the things he burst out are garbage, all are eye-catching. Good things that are hard to find in the entire Holy World.
A punch just passed through Muronghong's chest, and the power of Pangu's bloodline spread continuously from his double fists, rushing towards Haiyuanshen.
A bang.
One fist shattered Murong Hong's Yuanshen, he died, and he died.
"My god."
"The power of Pangu's bloodline is simply against the sky."
Thinking back just after a punch, Qin Tian couldn't help but cried out with excitement. That kind of power he had never experienced before. He hadn't thought about the power of blood line to be so powerful before. Now he finally knows what Why didn't the Holy Sect accept disciples without talented blood?
The gap is not a little bit, it is too big.
"hiss,,"
Putting down the right fist, Qin Tian's face was pale, the bones on the entire arm were broken, the power of the Pangu bloodline was very strong, but the power shield of Muronghong's white tiger bloodline and thick immortal divine power was very heavy. .
When he punched it out, he almost instantly shook his finger joints into powder. At that time, the power of Pangu's bloodline surged sharply, hitting Huang Long directly, and then Muronghong was killed with a punch. Qin Tian took a breath of breath, and felt terrified. Then, the right arm of "Regeneration" was immediately restored.
Looking at Muronghong's body around him, he smiled lightly and said, "No way, who is calling you the ancestor of the White Tigers?
Immediately.
Qin Tian mentioned Muronghong's body and dragged it to the entrance of the cave, throwing it heavily over the White Tiger King's Mansion. At the same time, Qin Tian's speed rose to the limit and fell back to the White Tiger King's Mansion faster than the corpse. Now he can't expose himself.
Just now the White Tigers made such a big noise in the forbidden area. The strong of the White Tigers must have discovered that this time must not be exposed. Although Qin Tian is not afraid of anything, there are other three god beast families behind the White Tigers.
Even if there is a gap between them, it is still an alliance, not to mention the White Tiger tribe is an ancestor?
If this is the case, why does Murong Yao compete for the position of Boundary Lord?
The White Tiger Protoss is by no means so simple, Murong Yao must have a powerful back move.
The dark shadow came in a flash, instantly.
Qin Tian landed quietly outside the hall. At this time, there was a noise in the hall, not to mention the son Murong Feng with a smile on his face, the cold breath on his body was more intense, holding Monge Yaner's hand with some uncles Uncle toast, another quarter of an hour is church time.
Then it is sent to the cave.
"Shoot ..."
"Boom ..."
A harsh voice cut through the night sky. A body in the yard outside the hall fell heavily and smashed a small pit. Everyone's heart was amazed, and they all looked around. The first reaction was the butler Murong Chong.
"Who?"
"Who dares to throw dead bodies at the White Tiger King's Mansion?"
Murong rushed into corruption, swept his eyes, and shouted angrily, then immediately stepped forward and kicked the body away. Muronghong's face was skyward, his face was still, and his eyes were stunned, and there was no breath on his body. .
"old,,"
"Old, old ancestor ,,,"
"Oh my god!"
Suddenly.
Murong Chong made a sharp cry like a woman, his body trembling, his legs flicking back and forth, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, his feet were vain, a stumble fell to the ground, his hands kept backing, His face was very pale.
"Old, old, old ancestor died ..."
"Boom!"
Murong Chong's words were like a bombshell exploding in the White Tiger Mansion, and the surroundings quickly calmed down. Murong Yao frowned and stepped out. He fell heavily next to the corpse. When he saw it, his body shook suddenly, and his legs flicked. , Suddenly fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, his hands trembling rapidly, his lips trembling, "How could it be, how could it be? Ancestor, how is it possible, who, who?"
Less than half a second.
The figures flew everywhere in the palace to see Murong Yao sitting on the ground with vicissitudes of his face. His eyes seemed to be dead. All the disciples of the White Tigers were stunned. There was no reaction at all. The ancestors would die?
How can it be?
Fifty million years of cultivation, as early as tens of millions of years, has broken through the realm of the Immortal Supreme. Now that the cultivation is to reach the peak of the Immortal Supreme, looking at the powerful existence of the entire Holy Realm, who can kill him?
And it was still a punch.
Who can do it except the host?
"Ancestor is dead ..."
"Ancestor is dead ..."
...
Crying and crying, a lively and joyous event suddenly turned into a wailing funeral, and the change was too fast, so that Murong Feng was stunned and wondered what should be done in place. Going to the courtyard, he knelt down heavily, but he was still holding Meng Qiyan's little hand alone, his face blue and white.
"How could this be?"
"who is it?"
"..."
Mu Rongyao stood up suddenly, his body suddenly released endless domineering, his eyes twisted, the anger in his chest erupted like an uncontrollable, the battle of the eyes flashed with a trace of blood, extremely angry.
The ancestor was the spiritual domain of the White Tigers. Now he is dead, just like a big tree crashing down, he will not be able to accept it for a while.
"How could this be?"
"Master Murong, who will be the opponent of Murong's seniors here?"
"Yeah, the immortal supreme pinnacle strong man, even if it gave me ten thousand guts to dare not move him."
...
There was a discussion among the crowd, and they looked at Murong Yao's bloodshot eyes, and their hearts were faint and cold.
Murong Yao's cultivation is very advanced.
To become the patriarch of the White Tiger clan is not so simple as cultivation. At this moment, even if he wants Tianyan to spy on the past, Muronghong is dead. The conditions for launching Tianyan are not established, and he has no idea who killed him.
"Master Father,"
"The time is up."
Murong Feng held Meng Qiyan's hand tightly, his soft face slightly pale, he also knew that the ancestor was extremely important, but now for him, marriage is the most important, the ancestor is dead, no matter how sorry Resurrect him.
Murong Yao glared coldly, his anger soaring.
"Murong Feng, when is it now?"
"The ancestors were all killed, and you still have the intention to get married. Is there an ancestor in your heart?"
"That is, is your marriage important, or is your ancestor important?"
"so rude!"
...
The White Tigers were angry, and Murong Feng's words made him even more angry. If they were not worried that he was Murong Yao's son, they could not help but slap him. At this time, he was still in a mood to get married.
at this time.
Qin Tian said slightly: "The deceased is the greatest, and now remarrying is the greatest disrespect for the deceased. Murong, your marriage, let's just let it go."
"Uh?"
Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian directly with cold eyes, and said, "Fuck your mother's fart, what kind of green onion are you? Lao Tzu must get married today."
Immediately, use your right hand gently.
The pain in Meng Qiyan's hand was pinched, and her body shivered uncontrollably.
"Yan'er."
"Come on, we are couples after the church, hurry, we don't care about them, we worship our ..." Murong Feng said impatiently, his eyes flashed with a little fanaticism, and with a soft voice, the whole person looked It's a perverted old eunuch.
"Humph!"
Qin Tian stepped out, first glanced at Murong Yao, then said: "This kind of unfilial son, if it is my son, I will slap him to death, regardless of the death of the ancestors, thinking about his own beauty It ’s sad that the White Tigers have you like this. "
"you……"
Murong Feng shouted angrily, the breath of his body surged, and Qin Tian was locked with two eyes, coldly said: "Don't think that it is the person of Longxiang Temple, I will not dare to move you, the White Tigers can't get you Arrogant, believe it or not, I want you to get out of the palace today? "
"Shut up!"
Murong Yao suddenly slammed and stepped out. His figure was like electricity. He immediately fell beside Murong Feng. He slapped fiercely and scolded: "Fuck things!"
"Snapped!"
A loud slap in the face.
Murong Feng's cheeks immediately became red and swollen, and Murong Yao was very angry. He glanced at Qin Tian lightly, and then he shouted, loudly: "Let everyone laugh, today's ancestor was assassinated, and today's marriage will stop. I ’m sorry for the lack of hospitality, and I ’d like to ask you all to go back first. I ’m going to make a mistake today.
"The Lord Murong mourns."
"Sorrow,"
...
People in the crowd continued to mourn, shook their heads and sighed, but it was another scene in their hearts, especially Qinglong, the elder of the Suzaku clan, sneered in their hearts, and their hearts were slightly balanced about the death of their talented disciples.
"and many more."
Qin Tian immediately drank and said, "I haven't worshipped the world yet. Meng Qi is not the wife of Murong son at present. Since that is the case, I have to take her back to Furong Garden first. I am worried ..."
"you dare!"
Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian fiercely and said, "She is my wife without worshiping the world. How old are you? How can you interfere with my White Tigers? How many heads do you have?"
During the speech, the orchid finger lightly touched, and some people around wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh.
Qin Tian said lightly: "Master Murong, as a friend of Meng Qiyan, I have an obligation to ensure her safety. Your ancestors were all assassinated, and then let her master be in the White Tiger King's Mansion. I worry that you cannot protect him, not to mention now. You live in Wangfu before you get married. What do you think people in the world think of Meng Qiyan? How do you think of the White Tigers? "
"you……"
"People who can't be protected by the White Tigers can be protected by you alone?"
"It's a joke."
Murong Feng sneered, and suddenly released Meng Qiyan's body. An extremely cold breath suddenly released from the body. The surrounding air seemed to condense in an instant. Some people doubled their eyes and froze.
Strong yin.
Very cold, Murong Feng's eyes are full of murderous intent ...
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