Chapter 893 Suppressing Wang Jinlong

After a while, the person who went to fetch the genealogy suddenly appeared with a scroll and handed it to Wang Jinlong.

This scroll is brown, with runes all over the surface, giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Wang Jinlong immediately came in front of Xu Haotian, and said in a deep voice, "This is my family tree of the Wang family, please take a look at it, Holy Emperor!"

Xu Haotian nodded slightly, but did not go to pick up the genealogy, but continued to walk forward.

This move made Wang Jinlong dumbfounded!

"Holy Emperor Haotian, don't deceive others too much, the genealogy has been brought, what else do you want?"

Only now did he wake up like a dream, the Holy Emperor Haotian came to attack their royal family.

Wang Jinlong was furious and shouted: "Everyone in the Wang family is ready to fight!"

He couldn't bear it any longer. Fight even if you lose!

When the elders heard this, they took out their magic weapons one after another, and they were already full of anger.

Xu Haotian smiled slightly without looking back, and continued to walk forward.

The reason why he did this was to suppress Wang Jinlong, who was also a strong contender for the Twelve Emperors of Heaven, so after Xu Haotian entered the small world, a bold plan appeared immediately.

He wants to take the royal family into his own hands.

Now all five sects in the world belong to him, the Buddha Hall of Tathagata, the Pingtian Palace guarded by Sun Wukong, if the Wang family is added, then his position as the number one in the world will be guaranteed.

"Hmph, it's just ants. How can you understand what the master is planning?"

Feng Liang turned around and stood in front of the crowd, and said indifferently to Wang Jinlong.

A group of big Luoxu wonderlands can't arouse his interest yet.

Everyone turned to face Wang Jinlong except Taiyi real person Hou Yi who was still following Xu Haotian.

"Hmph, we Wang family monks have always only died in battle, I'm afraid you won't be surnamed Wang!"

One of the royal family elders rushed towards Nezha in a panic.

And Wang Jinlong shouted loudly, his shoulders sank, and the next moment two rounds of yin and yang life and death wheels emerged from behind his shoulders.

Wang Xiaofeng's supernatural powers!

Seeing this, Feng Liang already had a clear feeling in his heart. He didn't take out the magic weapon either, but threw out a palm at will, attacking Wang Jinlong.

Nezha had already fought an elder. Yang Jian was able to fight the two royal elders with ease alone. Bai Qi was even more murderous and forced the three elders of the royal family back.

At the beginning of the war, the Wang family's side immediately fell into crisis.

On the other side, the three of Xu Haotian continued to walk deep into the hall as if they were taking a walk.

Following Wang Xiaofeng's instructions, they walked through a long passage to the depths of the Wang family's ancestral hall.

The battle was still going on, and the ancestral hall of the Wang family was shaking constantly. At the same time, the low-ranking monks of the Wang family kept flying over amidst the shining light in all directions.

"A battle broke out in the ancestral hall, we should go in to support."

"Sage Emperor Haotian is too much, even if we lose, we have to go in!" Hurry up to support the patriarch and the others! "

"But it's a dead end for us to go in!"

"The disciples of the Wang family only died in battle, not scared to death."

The monks of the Wang family were furious, and at the same time, more and more monks flew over from the small world.

An atmosphere of panic spread rapidly.

When the war started, none of the monks of the Wang family retreated. But they were desperate when the other party was Haotian Sage Emperor.

As strong as a sword master, he was defeated by the Haotian emperor, and Wang Jinlong was once defeated by the sword master. Which one is strong and which one is weak, you will know immediately.

"What do you mean? Don't kill, don't let go. What are you going to do?"

Inside the ancestral hall, Wang Jinlong looked at Fengliang Yang Jian, Bai Qi, and Nezha surrounding them with an extremely gloomy expression. While roaring, he felt extremely depressed.