Invincible Conqueror

These sacred strongs who fell from high altitude, without exception, were not cut off, they were cut from head to toe and split into two halves.

Some, even directly smashed into pieces by the sword of the mixed yuan.

A golden rain.

"Disillusioned!" A sacred landlord smashed his hand and smashed his hand to Huang Xiaolong. However, his sword had just been swayed, and he was cut directly from the chest by the sword of the mixed yuan. One place.

"Arrange the Emperor's knife!"

"Use the Emperor to kill him!"

A late-age veteran of the ancestor of the Holy Land screamed and screamed. However, when he had just finished speaking, the Emperor’s sword had not been arranged, and he was directly inserted from the eyebrows by Huang Xiaolong’s sword in his hand.

The sword of Huang Xiaolong mixed yuan was cut.

One after another, a master of sacred land, one after another, the ancestor of the high-ranking ancestors and even the ancestors of the ancestors were constantly being killed. When these sacred masters fled, Huang Xiaolong swung his left hand, and the power of the big squad blew from the void and instantly smashed it. Then, with one hand, take it and throw it into the palace of Cangwu.

kill!

Kill and kill!

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes are indifferent, and the sword of the mixed yuan in his hand is once and for all, and once again, the smashing and stunned swordsmanship.

In the distance, the wing is small, and the young people are watching the high-order of one ancestor being cut. The two are shocked, frightened, and stunned to terror.

"This, how could he be so strong?!" Wing Xiaoxiao trembled, this scene, reminds her of the scene of Chen Xiaosen, who was flying in the holy land on the Supreme Holy Land.

However, it was even more shocking and more heart-rending than it was at the time.

"Is it really the **** of battle?" Her face changed dramatically.

Qing Yan shook his head in fear: "It is not the **** of the battle, it is the power of the mixed-race, and he is relying on the power of the mixed-race complex of the mixed yuan!"

"Just, he is a holy place, even if there are eight high-level sacred lives, even with the power of the big squad, can't it be so strong?!" Wing Xiaoxiao said.

Huang Xiaolong now holds the sword of the mixed yuan, cutting the first ancestor of the nine masters is like cutting vegetables!

Even this half-step respect is hard to do.

The holy demon retreated to the distance, watching the masters of the great holy land fall one after another from the sky, and they were all scared, and their eyes were hard to hide.

"His Highness, you said, will it be that the **** of the sacred sacred land really followed Huang Xiaolong?" The old butler Zhu Xi trembled.

The Holy Devil heard the words and suddenly flew the old butler Zhu Xi, and glared at him: "What is the **** of the law, nonsense! You will talk nonsense, I will smash you now!"

The masters of the Holy Devils looked at Zhu Xi and were shot by the Holy Devil. They were all shocked. Some of the masters of the Holy Land who wanted to persuade the Holy Devil to retreat saw him and dared not say anything.

The holy demon eyes stared fiercely at the Huang Xiaolong who was killed in the crowd. The light of the holy magic sword flashed in his hand. Then his body suddenly disappeared and disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already ten meters above the top of Huang Xiaolong.

"Dog is so cobbled, I don't believe that you can't kill you in a small holy place!" The face of the Holy Devil is stunned, and the holy magic sword in his hand slams down.

"The Holy Spirit is spinning!"

When the sacred sword in his hand fell, the light of the sacred magic surged, forming a heavy rotating optical flow. These optical flows were so displaced in time and space, the time and space in the wrong position, the sacred light flow attack was erratic, it seems This piece of time and space, not in this piece of time and space, is elusive.

This holy magical wind is the most powerful way to attack the avenues of the Holy Land. It is integrated into time and space, and the speed is hard to imagine. It can also exert the strongest power of the exhibitor. Once upon a time, the holy demon is showing This blow, hurt the Tao, respected the first strong.

It is hurt! Not resisting.

I can imagine this strong.

The holy devil has a blush in his eyes.

He does not believe that this attack can hurt the first strong, and can not kill the sacred scene of Huang Xiaolong!

Just when the holy demon was thrown out, Huang Xiaolong, who had been paying attention to the holy demon, looked up and smiled coldly. He was not afraid of the devil's shot, and he was afraid that the holy demon would escape.

Now thousands of ancestors surrounded him, and if the Holy Devils fled at this time, Huang Xiaolong could not do anything.

Behind Huang Xiaolong, there was a thousand shadows of the Holy Devil.

A thousand sacred shadows in the hands of the condensed light, a thousand swords of the mixed yuan, pull out!

The sword of this thousand mixed yuan is the result of Huang Xiaolong's strength of the mixed elements of the mixed-sourced large-scale dongyuan. Although the power is not the sword of the real Taoist sect, but a thousand mixed elements. The power of the condensed sword of the mixed, plus the dragon's thousand demon, its power, definitely stronger than before!

When a thousand swords of the mixed yuan came out.

A thousand mixed swords and mansions cut through the void.

"The sky is a blow!"

A thousand slashes!

It’s crispy.

I saw a thousand terrorist cracks in the void, and the thousand terrorist cracks spread instantly, and the Holy Spirit winds of the Holy Spirit were dissipated. Then, the cracks continued to expand, and the swordsmanship expanded instantly.

boom!

I saw that the holy demon was spread in a moment, and the whole person flew out like a residual leaf. The armor that was put on the body again burst open and split.

Even if his body armor blocked Huang Xiaolong's thousand thousand swordsmanship, there were still a thousand scary sword marks on the flesh. These sword marks were scattered all over the body of the Holy Devil. The body of the Holy Devil was to be split into A thousand pieces are the same, shocking.

This scene, let the wing scorpion, the green scorpion and all the holy land masters fear, the holy demon body with the holy magic unparalleled body, even were seriously injured like this? !

Everyone can see that the body of the sacred demon, there is the possibility of collapse at any time, unless the Taoist strong man uses the power of the world and the supreme remedy to rescue, otherwise, the holy demon of the Holy Devil is unparalleled. The body is about to be scrapped!

"His Royal Highness!" In the fear of the masters of the Holy Land, they rushed to the front of the Holy Devil.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly and his body shape flashed. He has already come to the top of the holy devil. You are sick and want your life. However, when the sword of Huang Xiaolong’s mixed yuan is going to fall again to the holy demon, suddenly A flash of light, I saw a thing blocking the Xiaolong's mixed swordsmanship.

It's a golden cloth!

It is the winged scorpion that is the singer. The sacred demon is the pro-disciple of Yan San, the master of the Qing dynasty, and she is the daughter of the Qing dynasty, and she can’t be saved.

The golden cloth in her hand is a sacred sect, but it is not the Qing dynasty, but under her big chance, she got it in a dangerous place.

"Green, let's go!" Wing Xiaoyan's golden cloth in his hand blocked Huang Xiaolong, and immediately brought the holy demon and the green scorpion, turned into a golden light, and left.

Huang Xiaolong's eyes are cold, and the sword of the mixed yuan in his hand is facing the void.