Invincible Conqueror

Just now, the Mohe disciples saw the world of the ancestors, and the achievements of the ancestors, the joy of the heart, the excitement, the excitement, the feeling that no one can win the thousand lines, even if they can’t win, at least they can match the source. Flat.

However, after blinking, Mo Wu’s thoughts were dropped from the sky by a thousand hits, and he vomited blood.

Everyone is shocked and stunned.

There is no breakthrough in the ancestor's ancestor. If you can't beat the ancestors, you can break through the beginnings of the ancestor's life. The strength is absolutely terrifying. However, the silent thoughts are still hit without a suspense. Hematemesis!

That source of strength, isn't it? !

Long Shengtian, flying swallows also changed his face.

The singer of the house of the foreign government is also wrinkled. Before that, although he felt that he had no idea, he might not be a source of opponents. However, he felt that he could at least support it for a while, and felt that Yuanyuan wanted to win. At least I have to pay a big price. I didn’t expect that it would be hurt if I had no idea!

The strength of Wanyuan’s return to the enlightenment is so strong that the strength is so strong!

Or has the source been hidden for a long time?

Everyone is shocking for the strength of the source, and sucking in the air, and no face is ugly.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, someone screamed and yelled, the source of the Wanyuan people.

With the provocation of the source Wang Feng, other masters of the Wanyuan family came back from the shock, a cheering, demon Meizu, and the masters of the Jinzen tribe also cheered.

The demon Ji smiled and said: "There is no such thing as a disciple of the younger generation of the Mohe ethnic group, but in front of the source of the thousand brothers, it is garbage."

Source Wang Feng smiled and said: "In my opinion, ten no ones are not the opponents of His Royal Highness!"

Huang Xiaolong is calm.

Although the strength of Yuan Qianxing made him unexpected, it was just an accident.

Feitian Longpeng is a dry itchy throat. To Huang Xiaolong said: "His Royal Highness Huang Xiaolong, source thousands of lines?!"

Although he knows the strength of Huang Xiaolong, he knows that Huang Xiaolong has retired from the ancestors of the Jinzen tribe. He knows that the flying celestial veterans can not suppress Huang Xiaolong, but after seeing the strength of Yuanyuan, they still can’t help worrying. stand up.

After all, the scene just now is really shocking.

Breaking through the ancestors of the world, I am afraid that many of the ancestors of the two masters can not help him, but in front of the source of thousands of lines is weak.

Huang Xiaolong saw Fei Tianlong’s words and words, and smiled: "Why, I am afraid of losing?"

Fei Tian Longpeng was embarrassed to scratch his head by Huang Xiaolong. He could not say that I was really afraid that you would lose.

On the top of the ring, the source of thousands of lines has gone to the past, and it is like walking on the beautiful scenery of the grassland.

"I just said, let you go together and die together. It seems that you still haven't put my words in your heart." Yuan Qianxing taunted Mo.

The face of the face is so heavy, the darkness of the whole body is tangled out, and it is cold: "The source is thousands of lines, you have not won, you are too happy!"

The mind of the whole body has risen again, the darkness of the eyes has evolved into the dark world, and there are countless dark saints around the body. The heavens and the earth are once again in darkness. Except for the strongest ancestors, others are not as suffocated by the breath of nothing.

"Fire of the Black!"

The sound of cold and cold voices sounded again, and the ten commanders moved. Suddenly, the fire of darkness drowned the world like a dark tide, and instantly came to the source of thousands of lines.

The fire of the black, there is no igniting light, like a black ghost, the power is not weaker than the dark light, but it is even more strange, and it is even more difficult to prevent.

"Humph!"

The source of thousands of lines of cold sounds, still double-handed.

"What the dark light, what the black fire, for me, can not be attacked!"

A bang, it sounded loud.

High altitude shocks.

Mo Nothing was once again shaken back.

......

A few minutes later.

Mo Wu Nian was slammed into the chest by the source, and fell from the ring. He squatted on the ground. Everyone looked at it. Only the chest of the mind was deeply sunken, and it stood out from the back and was shocking.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, this is the body of the ancestral avenue, known as the strongest body between the heavens and the earth, was almost swept by the source of thousands of lines!

If the source is just a punch, if it is bombarded in a sacred scene, it will not be directly smashed into slag?

"It's too weak, it's really boring." Yuan Qianhang stood up and looked at the falling ground on the ring. He mocked: "You should be glad that you broke through the ancestor, there is a avenue, or you died early."

Wanyuan, demon Meizu, Jinzen people cheered.

It’s ugly to look at the gray face.

Yuan Qianxing didn't pay any attention to it, and turned to Huang Xiaolong. He grinned and smiled: "Huang Xiaolong, it's your turn!"

In accordance with the regulations of Fujian and Taiwan, Mou’s thoughts have fallen outside the ring and have been lost.

"I think that Huang Xiaolong was scared by the power of His Royal Highness, and he didn't even dare to go up." A Wanyuan master laughed.

"It's not bad to be scared of urine." Demon Ji smiled.

Wanyuan, demon Meizu, Jinzen master laughter.

Huang Xiaolong walked over to Fujian and Taiwan. When he passed by Mo Wunian, Huang Xiaolong reached out and took a sacred force into his body. He then sighed and said: "Small dragon brother, you must be careful!"

He intended to go to the stage first. Even if he could not win the thousand lines, he could lose the source of the thousand lines of power and let the source of the line be injured. This made the pressure behind Huang Xiaolong smaller. He did not expect the strength of Yuan Qianxing to be far above him. Don't say that the source is injured. He didn't even scratch the skin of the source.

"I will." Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled at Mo, and then walked to the ring.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong on the ring, Yuan Qianlong smiled: "Huang Xiaolong, have you ever thought that one day you will be killed by others in front of your own woman!"

It means in front of the flying swallows.

On the rostrum, Fei Yanzi looked shameful.

Huang Xiaolong smiled lightly: "Then you have thought about it, one day you will be miserable by others, and you will not wear pants."

"Hey!" may be thinking of the source of thousands of lines without pants to wear, and some disciples could not help but laugh.

Flying swallows are also pretty faces, and she can't help but know that Huang Xiaolong can talk more than just about it. If the source is really Huang Xiaolong?

The swallow took a sip and held his mind.

Yuan Qianxing heard it, and smiled coldly: "Huang Xiaolong, very good, you picked up the desire to kill you in my heart." When it comes to this, he comes to Huang Xiaolong: "You don't want to escape, the whole platform is Within the enchantment of my Holy Power, you can’t escape the downfall now."

Huang Xiaolong stood there, motionless, and let Yuanyuan walk over.