Invincible Conqueror

Everyone looked at the bottomless horror hole and stayed.

"He, he dared?!" The master of the family could not believe to look at Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong dare to do it!

The ancestors of the family, Hao Tian, ​​came back from the shock and shook his head. "If he can bear the burden of humiliation, he may still be alive. Now, he will be killed and he will die. When the next big man shoots, Huang Xiaolong will die very badly!"

"It's a good talk. Maybe the purple flames will smash the broken glass on the stone steps, and the broken nails are to anger Huang Xiaolong and let Huang Xiaolong start. Huang Xiaolong will do it, and it will definitely die very badly!" He Jia, ancestors He Yuankang Also shook his head.

"Huang Xiaolong is still impulsive," he said.

Chen Xing fitness side of a group of purple flames of the veteran, the elders did not expect Huang Xiaolong even dare to their initiative, they are not angry.

"Huang Xiaolong, you dare to shoot our sovereigns, you are dead, and you are dead!" A purple flame sergeant angered Huang Xiaolong.

"Noisy!" Huang Xiaolong took a direct shot of the palm of his hand and took the purple flame sect to the purple flame mountain. The purple flame mountain began to appear a crack.

"Bold!"

Just when Huang Xiaolong took the purple flame sect to the purple flame mountain, a violent scream filled with the supreme majesty rang out like the tens of thousands of thunder, all the major sects of all major leagues. Ming, no worries.

Then, I saw a large group of people stepping out from the Purple Flames Palace. The first three people are Ren Qi, Cao Jiang, Wu Guangsi, three people behind, and they are Zi Yanzong, Shen Ting Zong, Ghost Valley. Master, there are hundreds of people, are masters of Yuan Ying and above.

After coming out, Ren Qi looked at Chen Xingjian and the body of the veteran lying in the huge hole. His eyes were cold and he looked at Huang Xiaolong: "I decided, not only to kill you, but also to destroy you! Kill all your loved ones, let They are as tortured as you are!"

"All that is related to you, all will die!"

Ren Qi’s words echoed in the ears of everyone on the scene.

His whole body was completely released, and the sky suddenly became discolored. The horrible hurricane continued to grow around his body. He stood in the hurricane like a **** in the wind.

Everyone on the scene was under the temperament of being breathed, and they were all pressured to fall from the sky and could not breathe even breathing.

Everyone looked at Ren Qi with horror, this is the strength of the distraction? !

Suddenly, everyone saw that Huang Xiaolong reached out and explored Ren Qi in the hurricane.

"Huang Xiaolong, he is looking for death! The hurricane around Renqi's predecessors is enough to tear the ordinary distracted middle-class power into pieces!" After the knife ancestor Wang Xiwen was shocked, he smiled.

Just when everyone thought that Huang Xiaolong would be shredded by Ren Qi’s hurricane, Huang Xiaolong’s hand passed through the horrible hurricane, and he handed the qiqi out of the hurricane.

All hurricanes came to an abrupt end and dissipated as the air.

That Ren Qi looked at Huang Xiaolong, and his eyes were full of horror.

He is running wildly in the body, but no matter how he runs the real thing in his body, he can't break free from Huang Xiaolong's hands.

His feet squirmed in the air, just like hanging.

Hao Tian, ​​He Yuankang, Cao Jiang, Wu Guangsi, Liu Xulong, Wang Xiwen and others have a blank mind. The whole head seems to be caught by something and stopped running.

More than 10,000 strong people on the scene, no one has breathing, no one has a voice.

"Quickly let the great man!" A veteran of the Purple Flames suddenly scorned and yelled at Huang Xiaolong: "Otherwise, we are purple flames!"

Huang Xiaolong waved with one hand and saw the hundreds of masters of Zi Yanzong, like the locusts falling into the air, all falling into the Ziyan Mountain.

Purple Flame Mountain suddenly has hundreds of unfathomable holes.

Looking far away, it is like hundreds of meteorites breaking into the Purple Flame Mountain.

Thousands of holes!

Unrecognizable!

All the masters took a breath of air.

The gods of the ancestors who came out together with the masters of the purple flames, the masters of the Ghost Valley were stiff.

Huang Xiaolong did not look at Shen Tingzong, the ghost valley, but indifferently watching the crazy struggle in his own hands, the purple flames of the ancestors Ren Qi Ren: "kill me? Destroy me full door?" In the past, I saw the head of the purple flame ancestor Ren Qi, constantly turning around the neck.

Follow the hour hand!

The purple ancestors ancestors did not die, but the fierce pain of the separation of the upper body and the lower body made his throat scream.

When the purple ancestors ancestors Ren Qi's head gyro rotates like it, Liu Xulong, Wang Xiwen, Zi Yanzong, and the Ice Palace all feel that the heavens and the earth are also turning.

After a few dozen laps of rapid rotation, the head of the Purple Flame ancestor Ren Qi finally stopped, but his face was facing his ass.

"Kill all my loved ones? Let them die and die?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes were indifferent, once again, and the head of the Purple Flames ancestor Ren Qi once again rotated, but this time it was rotated counterclockwise.

After stopping, Huang Xiaolong sealed the real yuan in the other party and threw it on the stone steps at the foot of the Ziyan Mountain. "After an hour, if you can climb to the door of your purple flame, I will not let you die."

"Remember, one step three daggers!"

One step three daggers, before the other party asked Huang Xiaolong.

Zi Yanzong’s ancestor Ren Qi looked at the scattered glass and broken nails on the stone steps. His face was pale and bloodless, but then he laughed wildly: “Huang Xiaolong, even if I die, I will not climb one step, you Some kind of kill me!"

"Kill you?" Huang Xiaolong eyes indifferent: "I will make you die better than death." Speaking of this, the void is pointing to the other side, suddenly, the purple flame ancestor is screaming, just a few A breath will scream and scream: "I climb, I will climb now!"

Huang Xiaolong is indifferent: "It is already late."

Let the purple flame ancestor Ren Qi tumbling on the stone steps.

The strong men of all sides looked at the ancestors of the Ziyan dynasty, and they all screamed and chilled. How painful it was, so that a distracted master would be so screaming.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at Shen Ting Zong, Ghost Valley, Ice Palace, Knife Gate Masters, Shen Ting Zong, Ghost Valley, Ice Palace and Knife Gate Masters.

In the end, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes fell on Cao Jiang, Wu Guangsi, Liu Xulong, and Wang Xiwen. “You four, starting from the foot of Ziyan Mountain, climbed to the door of Ziyanzong within an hour, you can’t die.”

Cao Jiang, Wu Guangsi, Liu Xulong, Wang Xiwen, four faces mad.

"Huang Xiaolong, you don't deceive too much!" Liu Xulong, the ancestor of the Ice Palace, glared: "After two days, I will have a large number of masters in the ice palace headquarters, you."

Huang Xiaolong took a finger and a flame penetrated the ice palace ancestor Liu Xulong's eyebrows. He saw the flames. Liu Xulong began to spread from the eyebrows to all corners of his body. Like a piece of paper, it burned into ashes.