Invincible Conqueror

Some of the secret movements of Zhanbo and others, how can they get through the three holy souls of Huang Xiaolong?

Huang Xiaolong’s mouth smirked and smiled.

After half an hour, through a lot of purple clouds, Huang Xiaolong and others saw a radiant glow.

This is the flame of the flames of Yangshan in Yangyang.

The spirit of Yanyang is the aura of the heavens and the earth. If the ordinary supreme environment is cultivated in it, it will benefit a lot. However, with the current realm and strength of Huang Xiaolong, this flame of Yang Yang has no effect on Huang Xiaolong.

As the flames are getting closer and closer to the flames of Lingshan, the flaming glow is getting brighter and brighter.

"The holy medicinal yang ginseng, although concealed, is extremely difficult to find, but according to the drawings, tens of millions of years ago, I was found by an elder of the sacred place of the beast, and maybe the yellow brothers luck than the sacred place The elders of the elders are still lucky, not only find the flame Yangshen, but also find the flames of the Yangyang spirit!” Zhan Bo found the topic, and laughed and laughed.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said: "According to Zhan Bo's brother Ji Yan, maybe I will wait until I can find the flame Yangshen, and I can find the Yanyang Spirit Liquid."

Zhanbo heard the words and laughed out loudly: "If the yellow brothers really find the flames, they can score the brothers and I have a few ginsengs." He secretly sneered in his heart, a dying person, and also dreamed of finding a flame. Participate in the flame Yang spirit?

It’s a daydreaming idiot!

Huang Xiaolong did not seem to see the taunts in the other party's heart. He laughed: "That is natural. If I find the flame yangshen, I will divide the three ginsengs into the Zhanbo brothers. However, there are only three, but not much."

"That is that, three is enough." Zhanbo smiled.

Looking at Huang Xiaolong's smile, he couldn't help but smother Huang Xiaolong.

After a while, the appearance of Yanyang Lingshan gradually appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that the flames of Lingshan floated with a group of smart fireworks. The whole mountain fire was suspended in the purple clouds, like a bright red elf, very beautiful.

Among the Lingshan Mountains, there are occasional fires that pass through the purple cloud beasts.

"Good view." Zhanbo praised.

It is a good place to kill.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said: "It is really good."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The crowd continued to fly to Yanyang Lingshan.

Not close yet, the flames of fireworks are wrapped up in the crowd, this fire of fire, burning very well, but everyone is a master, naturally do not care about this fireworks.

Soon, everyone fell on a mountain in Lingyang Lingshan.

However, just as everyone just fell down, they saw a group of people flying from the other side of Yangshan, Yanyang, and the black robes of the black scorpion, such as Zhanbo, and others, and the flaming robes of the flames, Like Yanyang Lingshan, it is full of sunshine, bright, bright, and has a dragon.

Originally, Zhan Bo was about to start with Huang Xiaolong, and he couldn’t help but change his face.

"Less master, is the Longyang people!" Song Cheng's eyes behind him are condensed, Shen Sheng, the black scorpion master can not help but tight, surrounded by Zhanbo.

Longyang family?

Huang Xiaolong’s heart moved.

Like the Heizu people, the Longyang people are also one of the oldest tribes in the Holy Land. The Longyang people are also not easily born. This time the Longyang people were born out? And all come to this purple cloud sea area, is it the same as the Black Dai people, but also to go to the magical mountain range?

It seems that the relationship between the Black and the Longyang people does not seem to be in conflict.

Soon, the Longyang people also saw the Black Dai people, the young people headed by the Longyang people smiled roughly: "Who is my way, it turned out to be the black muddy of Zhanbo!"

Listening to the other person's name, he was black and muddy. Zhanbo's face sank and looked coldly at the young man of the Longyang family: "Who is my way, it turns out that you are a fire snake!"

The two sides deliberately exchanged opinions.

The young people of Longyang were angry and the fire was shining.

At this time, a Longyang master behind him said: "Less master, it matters."

The Longyang nationality Zhaozhao stopped, and stared coldly at the black scorpion Zhanbo: "Black muddy, waiting for the mirage, I will let you look good!" Finished, and the Longyang ethnic masters broke away go with.

Watching the Longyang national masters leave, Zhanbo snorted and did not stop.

"Less master, I am afraid that they will also go to the magical mountain range." After the masters of the Longyang family disappeared completely, Song Cheng said.

Zhanbo nodded and his face was a bit ugly. If the Longyang national masters went to the magical mountain range, they were afraid that the purpose was the same as them, and they were looking for that thing.

If so, then he can no longer delay.

Thinking of this, he is a great killer.

Huang Xiaolong seems to have not sensed the killing of Zhanbo, and asked at random: "Zhan Bo brother, the Longyang people and you have hatred? Do you want to help one or two?"

Zhanbo did not answer, but looked at Huang Xiaolong’s dark sacred ring and smiled: “Yellow brother, is this ring, is it a sacrament?”

Huang Xiaolong deliberately "surprised" and smiled: "Zhan Bo brother is good eyesight, my ring is indeed a holy device." Sure enough, can't stand it?

"I went to the Magical Mountain Range this time, it was very dangerous. The Yellow Brothers used this ring for me." Zhanbo smiled and said: "When I run out, I will pay you back, how?"

"That won't work." Huang Xiaolong shook his head.

Zhanbo laughed and smiled a little: "The Yellow Brothers, really don't borrow?" After a meal: "I am sorry!"

"Hands!"

When Zhanbo drank, his hands slammed into the palm of Huang Xiaolong, and the giant palms immediately wrapped Huang Xiaolong and his surroundings. After Zhan Bo, Song Cheng’s three holy places suddenly shot, and at the same time, Chen Zhi, from the sword saint, Yu Ming three Shooting.

Song Cheng three, each person's strength must be the same as Chen Zhi, from the sword saint, Yu Ming three, three shots, the Chen Zhi three completely suppressed, so that Chen Zhi three did not have the opportunity to rescue Huang Xiaolong.

Zhanbo looked at the giant palm and laughed at Huang Xiaolong: "Yellow Brothers, is this good place for you to choose?"

"It's really good!" Huang Xiaolong sneered: "It's a good place to be buried!"

Zhan Bo saw Huang Xiaolong smile, could not help but suddenly, he saw a golden figure flying from the body of Huang Xiaolong, the amazing Shengwei is like a sea dragon.

"This is?!" Zhan Bo's eyes stunned, and then panic, he instinctively stunned and then retired, but still late, I saw the little dragon of the dragon, the sacred soul will instantly destroy its giant palm, and then the dragon is a sacred soul Push it into the depths of the ground.

Yanyang Lingshan slammed.

Song Cheng three people are attacking Chen Zhi, three people from the sword saint, inducted the power of Huang Xiaolong Sheng spirit, just turned to the first to see the scene of Zhan Bo was taken into the ground.

"Less Lord!" The three people screamed, but they wanted to shoot, but it was too late.

Roar!

The three major reactions came and roared.

"Kid, you are looking for death!" Song Cheng three people turned to Huang Xiaolong at the same time.

As for the fact that Huang Xiaolong has a sacred soul, they have no time to think about it.