Invincible Conqueror

For the first time, Wang Na felt the fear!

The old man in front of her has completely surpassed her cognition.

The old man of the rising moon smiled and said: "Little lady, I originally wanted to let you go. It seems that my old man does not peel off your whole body. I am really sorry for my little apprentice!"

Huang Xiaolong smiled bitterly.

This old man stripped people's clothes, but also pulled himself?

However, it is obvious that Wang Na has to kill herself again and again, and has completely let the old man of the rising moon kill.

Of course, this is the Xuanwu Academy. Wang Na is the deputy head of the Xuanwu Academy. Even if the old man is strong, he must kill a deputy head of the Xuanwu Academy in public. He still has a lot of scruples.

But if you strip your clothes, there is no scruples.

Wang Na was shocked in the heart, and she was about to flee when she fled. Suddenly, the figure flashed, and the old man of the rising moon slammed her pants, and then made a movement that made all the martial arts masters jump suddenly. Same as before, one pull.

"Oh!", the shocked Wang Na only felt the next cool.

All the masters of the Xuanwu Academy suddenly had sluggish eyes and their mouths were open, and they felt short of breath.

Huang Xiaolong looked, the long white legs, the smooth lower abdomen, the black forest below the lower abdomen, and the upper and lower curves of the dead.

Some of the group’s disciples had their mouths open, and they didn’t even know what to say.

The crotch is towering.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Wang Na screamed and screamed, and her violent killing in her heart made her lose her senses again. Her eyes were red and bloody: "Give me kill, start Xuanwu kill, kill them, kill." They!" The body is dead like hell. Crazy surges.

Xuanwu Xuefu was too elder to wake up.

"Give me a hand!" Just then, suddenly, a glorious voice came, like a terrible, bombing everyone's ears.

Everyone looks. I saw a dozen figures coming from the sky.

"I have seen the owner!" The people of Xuanwu School saw people coming, and they were taken aback and hurryed forward.

The person who came here is the patriarch of the Xuanwu government, except for Fengyang, and Liu Yunlong, the master of Huang Xiaolong, and Chen Yang, the second brother. The three divisions of Qi Wen, the elders of the elders alone, Bao Xinrui and others.

However, Feng Yang did not pay attention to everyone, but suddenly flew to the front of the rising moon, and respectfully said: "Fengyang has seen the predecessors."

The Xuanwu Academy looked at them and respected them in front of the rising old man. As the ancestors of the Xuanwu House, they were all closed. unbelievable.

With the identity and strength of their Xuanwu government, Fengyang, even the ancestors of the major super-families, and their owners, are only called the generations.

Their owner, now, is it called this old man like a senior? !

Who is this horrible old man? !

Seniors of the rising moon?

Xu Haodong, the deputy head of Xuanwu, and Li Zhiqun were shocked and suddenly. The two have a flash of their minds. Is this old man? ! At the thought of this possibility, the two eyes were blank.

When they were young, they heard about the legends of the old man. At that time, the two remembered that when their grandparents mentioned the old man, they all respected the worship.

When they think about the possible identity of the old man in front of them, they will be embarrassed.

Wang Na seems to have guessed the identity of the old man. The pretty face is pale, and the violent killing in her heart is like being drenched by the rain.

The old man of the rising moon looked at the respectful Feng Yang in front of him. Haha smiled, looked very happy, said: "I said Fengyang Xiaowaer, I did not expect tens of thousands of years to see, you still recognize my old man. Yes, good, that you respect the old and love the young, my heart has not forgotten my old man."

Everyone is weird.

Huang Xiaolong turned his eyes, what does this have to do with respecting the old and loving the young? This old man seems to be able to pull on the old and love the young.

Fengyang Yiyi, also smiled, not seen for tens of thousands of years, the temper of this predecessor has not changed.

"The predecessor of the moon, I do not know which disciple of the Xuanwu Academy has offended you? This?" Feng Yang swept around and asked carefully.

The old man shook his hand and said: "In fact, there is nothing big, that is, this little woman wants to kill my little apprentice. I came from Yunhai mainland. However, this little woman was hard and dirty. My little apprentice secretly brought me in, and fell. My little apprentice is a traitor! So, my old man played with her."

The old man of the rising moon refers to Wang Na and Huang Xiaolong.

Feng Yang looked at the rising old man to call Huang Xiaolong a small apprentice, could not help but be astonished.

"Forget it, look at the part of her ancestors who pursued me in the past, I will not care about this little woman." The old man of the month continued: "You also know that my old man is the most."

Huang Xiaolong and others are ashamed.

Maximum?

You have stripped all the clothes, and are you generous?

But at this time, Wang Na has calmed down and took a set of robes from the space ring.

Her eyes flashed, and it was apparent that she was trying to suppress her heart and hate.

"Thank you for the predecessor." Feng Yang smiled and said: "However, Xiaolong?"

The old man suddenly rose to Fengyang, and smiled and said: "This is what I want to tell you. You also know that I am a disciple of the Wanjie sect. I ask that it is a god-level sacred god. But for tens of thousands of years, I have been unable to find such a genius, so I have stayed underneath, and I have not soared in the realm of the gods, and Huang Xiaolong can refine the sacred gods. Therefore, my old man wants to accept Huang Xiao as a disciple. Inheriting the position of my lord of the Wanjie sect, Fengyang Xiaowaer, you have no opinion?"

Everyone was shocked.

Huang Xiaolong can actually refine the holy god!

The sacred god, is it not a god-level power to refine it?

At the same time, what surprised everyone was that this Wanjiezong chose a disciple, and the conditions were so engraved!

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled. Now he knows why Wan Wanzong only has a rising old man alone! It is almost impossible to refine the divine-level gods under the **** level. If it is not Huang Xiaolong, there is a fire of Xianyuan, and it is impossible to refine it.

Su Haodong, who guessed the identity of the old man in the lunar month, Li Zhiqun heard that the old man of the rising moon chose Huang Xiaolong, and he wanted to accept Huang Xiaolong as a disciple, and both eyes were envious.

Others do not know what Wan Jiezong represents, but they are clear.

After listening to the old man of the rising moon, Feng Yang said with a smile: "It turned out that this is the case. The predecessors of the rising moon must collect the dragons as their disciples. It is the great creation of Xiaolong. The younger generations will have opinions, and the younger generations are very happy."

This young disciple can be seen by the old man in the rising moon. Feng Yang’s heart is indeed happy for Huang Xiaolong. Of course, after the Xuanwu Academy can climb up with the old man, it is also a good thing.

The old man of the rising moon heard the words and patted the shoulders of Fengyang. He laughed and said: "Well, I know that your little baby is respectful and old, and that is the case! It will be held tomorrow!"

Huang Xiaolong stopped talking and smiled. He still didn’t ask his opinion.