Demon Becoming the Lord

"Wow!"

Xiao Lang’s words caused an uproar in the entire castle. Master Heiyang was known to many people, mainly because he was out of fame. Seeing beauties of all races, they wanted to make fun of him. There was one incident before, and he wanted to hook up. The beauty was swept away by a strong man.

Now this matter, the discerning person saw that Hei Yang was in love with Mo Qingqing, and he was not ready to come hard. I didn't expect Mo Qingqing's subordinates to be so hard-hearted, it is estimated that he was hit by a few words.

Master Heiyang is the first master of Heiri City, naturally no one dared to stand up, but they all looked at Xiao Lang sympathetically. Many people looked at the two Heiyang three angrily. After all, the people present were basically businessmen and people passing by. This black sun star field is known as the capital of freedom. As long as it is absolutely safe and does not violate the rules, everyone can come in and trade with such confidence. It's obviously insecure now? It is inevitable that everyone has a grudge in their hearts.

There are also some distinguished guests on the second floor of the castle, all of them looked at the Young Master Heiyang with contempt, and they didn't mean to chase hands. After all, Heiyang here is a local snake, although they are not unreasonable, but there are too many such things in God's Domain, who is full of food and nosy?

"Miss, it's a royal girl from the Celestial Demon Race!"

Outside a shop on the second floor, standing a graceful woman in white, with a light gauze on her face, showing a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, a maid in Tsing Yi suddenly came over and pointed at Mo Qingqing below in a low voice.

The graceful woman in white did not speak, and waved her hand to signal the maid not to be troublesome. But she saw Xiao Lang rush in and slapped the black slave. The white-clothed woman nodded slightly, apparently secretly complimenting the loyal servant. Dare to challenge the master and the local snake here, this kind of subordinate is undoubtedly very popular with the superiors.

"boom!"

Xiao Lang rushed in and was knocked out again with a palm. This time he vomited blood even more exaggerated. It made many people unbearable to watch, and it also caused more guests in the shops and teahouses to come out to watch the show.

Xiao Lang glanced away, and he secretly felt that it was almost done. He staggered to his feet and said, "Everyone sees it, right? Young Master Heiyang just said to let my lady stay with him for the night. My lady disagrees, he said. We dare to go out and we will never survive for a day. I can’t bear to wait for my lady to be humiliated and say a few fair words, but they dare to beat others? Doesn’t this black sun say that it’s absolutely safe? Pooh!"

Xiao Lang's words caused another uproar, and many people looked at Xiao Lang with admiration. In their opinion, Xiao Lang dared to speak like this, and today he completely offended Young Master Hei Yang, and a loyal slave who is not afraid of death can always make people sympathize.

Xiao Lang wanted this purpose. Seeing the furious eyes of Young Master Hei Yang and his two subordinates, he sneered in his heart and roared again: "You black Japanese army, since it is unreasonable, since you want our life, then Just take it! Brothers, kill! Even if you die, you must protect the lady."

After talking about Xiao Lang's body shot away, the prajna palm in his body circulated, and then quickly compressed, a small dreamlike palm suddenly whizzed out and slammed into the three Heiyang.

Xiao Moshen and Wuhen also moved, but both of them started to kill, but it was the first time that they retreated with Mo Qingqing. They are very aware of Xiao Lang's powerful fusion of magical skills, if it is there, it will not be blown up alive.

"Ok?"

As soon as Xiao Lang's fusion magical skills came out, countless surprises rang out. There are many strong men in this castle, and the guard leader of the castle is also a god. Everyone felt wrong when Xiao Lang’s small palm, which was as dreamlike and colorful as a dream, appeared to everyone, because the majestic aura was too terrifying, let alone the three Heiyang, I am afraid that it would be difficult for any great **** to pick it up. Next?

Master Heiyang's complexion suddenly changed. He was able to make do, and he was stronger than the average god, but when he saw the big palm flying, he felt a fatal danger in his heart, and he burst into panic: "Uncle Hei Fan, help me!"

"call out!"

Before he made a sound, an afterimage flew over, and Xiao Lang's small palm had already been sent out. This person actually stepped into the shop first?

At such a speed, the great **** can never do it, only the strong with the strength of the god!

The man rushed into the shop and kicked Hei Yang suddenly, kicking him out. At the same time, a large black shield was condensed on the surface of his body, resisting Xiao Lang's small palm.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the colorful little palms hit the shield heavily, and the shield dissipated, and the little palms fell apart. The surrounding space was shocked, and the counters in the shops immediately turned into dust. I don't know what kind of magical power the shield condensed from this god-sovereign powerhouse is, but it can absorb Xiao Lang's energy without causing an explosion.

"boom!"

Although there was no explosion, the two black slaves next to them were shocked and flew out by the powerful aura, hitting the wall heavily, opening their mouths and squirting blood, showing the power of Xiao Lang's fusion magic skills.

As the dust fell, a middle-aged man in a white armor revealed his whole picture. He easily took a palm of Xiao Lang. There was no smug look on his face. Instead, he faintly stared at Xiao Lang outside. Hearing anger.

"Wow!"

It was already boiling outside, and many of them had their eyes locked in the shop just now, but at this moment all their eyes were swept towards Xiao Lang, and their eyes were filled with astonishment and admiration.

Because the person Xiao Lang was holding at the moment was the Young Master Hei Yang who was kicked out by the godly powerful man. He grabbed Hei Yang's neck with one hand and lifted it up, while the other hand was filled with dark golden scales, turning into a dragon claw facing Hei Yang's chest, with his fingers already pierced in.

He stared at the strong man in the shop, and the meaning was obvious-if the strong man dared to move, he would dare to kill Young Master Heiyang.

"interesting!"

The graceful woman upstairs with a veiled face slightly nodded and sighed slightly: "Pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy? By the way, make things big? Hide your strength and take the Heiyang easily? This boy is not easy!"

The Tsing Yi maid next to him said with some confusion and concern: "Miss, this kid is making a lot of trouble, this time it will definitely be very miserable!"

"Hehe, you don't understand!"

The white-clothed woman smiled lightly and said: "If they don't make a big mess, they really can't live. Hei Yang is a ground snake. It's too easy to kill them. This kid is not even a god, so he dares to make a big fuss. Courageous and cruel!"

Xiao Lang didn't think of his intentions, but was actually seen through by the white-clothed woman upstairs. This woman was right. All of this was within his plan, including the appearance of the strong man in the shop, everything was in his calculations.

Today is a dead end!

Unless Mo Qingqing surrenders, a few people will undoubtedly die as soon as they emerge from the Black Sun Star Territory. If they want to break the game, they can only make a big mess, and in addition... take down the Black Sun.

Mo Qingqing is not his woman, but will he watch a weak woman go to sleep for them? The answer was no, so he shot.

Heiyang was a great god, and he had cultivated to the late stage, but his **** body was still easily broken by his split **** hand. As long as the God Splitting Hand continues to grab it forward, he can guarantee that the opposing strong will kill Hei Yang before killing him. Therefore, he unscrupulously looked at the divine monarch and powerful man who came out slowly, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, and his dark eyes stared at him like a poisonous snake.

"Uncle Hei Fan, kill him!"

Young Master Heiyang felt the coldness coming from his chest, he didn't dare to move, he just shouted. His face became distorted, and he shouted at Xiao Lang: "Boy, let me go immediately, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried."

"To shut up!"

A deep shout sounded, it was not Xiao Lang, but the Hei Fan Divine Lord on the opposite side.