Invincible Conqueror

Huang Xiaolong screamed in the sky, the sound of the dragon screamed, and Xu Yuan was heard. The surrounding holy land was shaken.

There are some strong people in the surrounding holy places.

"Is it a strong person?! Who is it? Is it Wing North to teach, or is the main lord of Yan San in this neighborhood? Or is it the other Taoist tyrants who come to our borders?"

These strong people are shocked and guessed.

When these strongmen came to the uninhabited holy land carefully, they arrived at the uninhabited holy land and were banned from playing back. It was the banned arrangement of Huang Xiaolong.

Looking at the strong people who came from the surrounding holy places, Huang Xiaolong did not pay attention to it, directly tore the void and disappeared in place.

The next moment, Huang Xiaolong came to the endless void, endless chaos and chaos.

Let the endless chaos tangled and torn, bombarded, Huang Xiaolong stepped forward, at the foot of Huang Xiaolong, the heaven and earth space seems to be reduced to one inch, and every step of Huang Xiaolong is already thousands of miles away.

Shrink into the inch!

The distance of space, for Huang Xiaolong, is no longer there. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the center, within a certain range, where he wants to go, one step can reach.

This is the ability to be integrated with the surrounding world and the surrounding space.

Not long after, Huang Xiaolong returned to the depths of a certain place in Yinlong Lake, within the Yuandong House.

The old man of the sky, Feiyanzi, Fudaosheng, Zhou Hong and others saw Huang Xiaolong returning, all of them were very happy, especially Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong, Lin Hong, and Chen Hu were so happy.

Huang Xiaolong will not come back again, and the disciples of their holy places will be slaughtered by Yan San!

Huang Xiaolong saw that everyone’s face was different. When asked, he realized that he had closed the refining and refining the creation of Huanglong’s blood. In the past few years, Yan San destroyed Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong and other people’s holy places, only to know that the holy demon Lord Xu Dong was under anger. It is even more mad to destroy all people and things that are related to the holy places.

"Have 100 people a day!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes are cold.

He smashed the body of the Holy Devils Avenue. Yan San was the master of the Holy Devil. His heart was angry. This is normal, but he was angered by Fu Daosheng, a disciple of the Holy Land below Zhou Hong, and killed 100 people every day. This is over. !

"So, the disciples of your four holy places are now imprisoned in the dungeons of the headquarters of the Qinglan Road?" Huang Xiaolong asked.

"Yes, less master!" Fu Daosheng replied, a look of anger and anger: "Yan San will kill one hundred disciples in our holy land every day at noon!"

Noon timing!

It’s just getting bright.

Huang Xiaolong estimated that at his own pace, if he passed, he could arrive at noon.

"Xiaolong, you, wouldn't you really intend to go to the headquarters of Qinglan Road?" The old man of the sky saw the look of Huang Xiaolong, and he could not help but rush: "I know that you have amazing power, but you have to lurk into the Dungeon of the Qinglan Road headquarters and rescue four. The disciple of the Great Holy Land is too difficult! It will definitely be discovered by Yan San!"

Huang Xiaolong heard and said: "Master, I didn't say that I was lurking in!"

The old man of the sky, the swallows, the people who lived in the road, did not lurk in?

How come in?

Long Jianfei is a change of face, think of something: "Less master, you, it will not be thought, go straight in?"

Go straight in? !

Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong and looked shocked.

"Not bad." Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled: "When I am, I will kill it directly!"

Refining and chemical creation Huanglong Jingxue, he is now the first ancestor triple, and after the creation of Huanglong blood quenching, his small world is more stable, the world's power is endless, the three avenues of the soul, the twelve high-order sacred life It is even more powerful.

And after the third nirvana of Nirvana, his creation of Huanglong blood is stronger, and the body of the avenue is even more terrifying.

Don't say that the middle of the road like Yan San is in the middle of the period, it is the early stage of Wang Jin's dual respect, and he also wants to break the defense of his avenue.

However, the old people of the sky, the swallows and other people did not know this. I heard that Huang Xiaolong said that he really planned to directly enter the Qinglan Road headquarters to save people, and that he was alone and killed.

"Xiaolong, although Wang Jin said that he wants to accept you as a disciple, but no one knows if it is true. If you pass, it is too dangerous to save the four disciples of the Holy Land. We will find another way. We cannot let you alone. Go to the headquarters of Qinglan Road!" Flying swallows shook their heads and eagerly cut.

Fu Daosheng, Zhou Hong and others have also opened their mouths.

They know that Huang Xiaolong’s strength is strong, and he knows that Huang Xiaolong’s fist hits the avenue of the Holy Devil. However, is the Tao Zunqiang who is comparable to the Holy Devil?

Huang Xiaolong directly broke into the headquarters of Qinglan Road. If Wang Jin arrived, he would not protect Huang Xiaolong. Under Yan San’s shot, Huang Xiaolong would die!

Huang Xiaolong looked at the eager people, but he smiled lightly: "Wang Jin accepts me as a disciple. It doesn't matter. Well, you are here, waiting for my news, I will be back soon!" Everyone said that Huang Xiaolong’s figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.

Huang Xiaolong broke through the chaotic airflow and shuttled directly through the endless void.

Half a day later, when Huang Xiaolong came out of the endless void, he had already arrived at the headquarters of Qinglan Road.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the high-altitude sun and was half an hour away from noon.

Although there are still half an hour from the noon timing, the disciples of the Qingyin Dao Prison Hall have begun to take the disciples of the four holy places from the dungeons.

Not much more, one hundred people.

When Huang Xiaolong’s soul was exhibited, he discovered the disciple who was taken to the punishment platform.

There is a huge criminal platform in Qingyi Road. Any disciple who violates the will of the Qing Dynasty and is willing to be executed is usually executed at the execution desk.

Of course, when it comes to the punishment platform, it is not simply to kill it. On the top of the platform, there are various criminal law arrays that are arranged by Wing North, Wang Jin, He Yugui and Yan San. These criminal law squads, these disciples who were executed, will suffer from inhuman torture and suffering before they die!

Moreover, after the death of these disciples, their sacred souls, souls, whole body sacred powers, and the power of the avenues will be left behind for the support of the sacred source of the Qing dynasty, enriching the source of the Qing dynasty. The cultivation of the disciples of the Taoist system.

Soon, Fu Dao, Zhou Hong and other four holy places and one hundred disciples have been taken to the entrance of the torture platform.

A disciple of the Qingyin Road, who was holding a thunder whip and a whip, took the 100 disciples onto the platform.

These hundred disciples, who were drawn from the ground, rose up from the ground, stared resentfully at the disciples of the Qing Dian Dao, and were detained in the Qing Dian Dao Dungeon for several years. They were almost daily sentenced to the Qing Dynasty. The disciples of the temple tortured.

"Hey, they all died, and they used this kind of eyes to swear at us." Qingyi Road, the unified disciplinary disciple, sneered: "When the meeting arrives at noon, the criminal law will open, and you will know what is painful, What is life is better than death!"

Another disciple of the Qingyin Taoist Temple shook his head and smiled: "I really don't know how to live, Zhou Hong and others think about it. In order to shelter the shrinking turtle, Huang Xiaolong, but his own holy land is destroyed, and thousands of disciples are killed!"

"That is the way to live, Zhou Hong's head is kicked by the beggar!"

Dozens of disciples in Qinglan Road laughed.