Chapter 2500 You Said You Were Going to Kill Me?

Zhang Yihui laughed even more when he saw that Huang Xiaolong said that he was indeed destined.

"Huang Xiaolong, if it wasn't for you, the Holy Spirit of Hongmeng would have been mine long ago!" Zhang Yihui said with a look of hatred: "If it wasn't for that Holy Spirit of Hongmeng, our ancient emperor's holy land would not have lost so many talented saints. , it is impossible for our Holy Land Alliance to die so many genius sons!"

In the mirage arena, in order to get the holy spirit of Hongmeng, the one who challenged Huang Xiaolong the most was the Holy Land Alliance, so the Holy Land Alliance lost the most talented disciples.

After the first battle of Mirage, the masters of the Holy Land Alliance went back, and they were extremely heartbroken. They hated Huang Xiaolong! Especially after the ancient emperor's sage Duan Xuan returned, he directly destroyed dozens of land areas, which vented the anger in his heart, and at the same time, Duan Xuan gave Zhang Yihui a few slaps.

According to the ancient emperor's saint Duanxuan, if it wasn't for Zhang Yihui's useless disciple, if Zhang Yihui had grabbed the holy energy of the Hongmeng, they wouldn't have to spend a lot of time in the challenge of the ancient emperor holy land and the holy land alliance, and they would not have lost so many geniuses Son.

Therefore, Zhang Yihui hates Huang Xiaolong in his heart.

During the arena battle, among the genius disciples of the Holy Land of the Ancient Emperor who perished, there was one of his best juniors.

Huang Xiaolong listened to Zhang Yihui pushing all of this onto himself, but he did not argue, and said indifferently, "Then what do you want."

Zhang Yihui's eyes were cold and light: "I didn't think about it, I just wanted to abolish you, abolish your dog's legs, abolish your bottom, abolish your sacred veins, the Holy Body, and blast your enlightened sainthood, Let you become a human-like, ghost-like monster!"

Cang Ping of the Supreme Holy Land opened his mouth and said at this time: "If he is abolished, after going out, it will be a huge trouble, and he will be dealt with directly. After a hundred, you know and I know about this matter, and the Shengtian organization has no way to investigate. rise."

After the Mirage arena, there were too many forces trying to kill Huang Xiaolong.

First, because Huang Xiaolong has three major evolutions to become a saint, his talent is too terrifying, and countless ancient tribes in the holy world want to kill Huang Xiaolong.

Second, because of the mirage arena, Huang Xiaolong killed too many genius sons from many forces, and those sons were the treasures that the various ancient tribes in the major holy places tried their best to cultivate.

Zhang Yihui said that Huang Xiaolong, the supreme holy land, was going to end, nodded, and said to Huang Xiaolong: "Huang Xiaolong, we are also old acquaintances, for the sake of you and I, I will give you the right to choose, let you choose. How do you die, tell me, how do you want to die?"

As for the holy medicine tidal flower in Huang Xiaolong's hands, the two of them are not in a hurry to snatch it. Anyway, Huang Xiaolong is already a mortal person, and the tidal flower will be theirs sooner or later.

Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently, without getting angry, and looked at Zhang Yihui with some playfulness: "I don't want to die yet."

Zhang Yihui didn't hear the deep meaning of Huang Xiaolong's words, and laughed loudly: "Don't want to die? What? You want to kneel down and beg me? Please don't kill you?"

"That's not impossible. You kneel down first and bark a few times as a dog, or as a pig and make a loud noise as a salu pig. You know a lowly animal like a salu pig."

The Supreme Holy Land Cangping also sneered: "Huang Xiaolong, when you were in the mirage arena, you were so powerful and invincible, that heroic spirit, I didn't expect it to be a bonehead."

Obviously, he also thought that Huang Xiaolong wanted to beg for mercy when he said he didn't want to die.

Huang Xiaolong suddenly said: "Zhang Yihui, as the chief holy son of the ancient emperor holy land, you have become a saint, and your holy vein and holy body are not low."

Zhang Yihui was stunned, then smiled and said, "That's natural. Although my talent is not as good as that of Tan Juan, Li Chen, and extraordinary, but I'm not weaker than Dou Rui." He smiled proudly.

"Then I can rest assured." Huang Xiaolong nodded, and then said: "Kill you, swallow your enlightened saint, holy vein and holy body, it should make my three enlightened saints evolve a lot."

Zhang Yihui and Cang Ping were startled.

Then, Zhang Yihui laughed and looked at Huang Xiaolong like an idiot: "You said you were going to kill me?"

Huang Xiaolong nodded with a serious look: "Not bad."

Zhang Yihui laughed so much that his saliva spewed out: "Are you sure? Are you sure that your brain is fine now?"

"I'm very sure!" Huang Xiaolong continued earnestly.

Zhang Yihui smiled and crooked his mouth: "Okay, since you have no problem with your brain, take a punch from me. If you can take a punch from me, I'll make your death more comfortable." After speaking, he punched Huang Xiaolong's head. Come.

He had to smash Huang Xiaolong's head hard first.

Cangping, the supreme holy land, was happy to watch from the sidelines.

Due to the proximity, Zhang Yihui punched Huang Xiaolong in an instant.

Seeing that Zhang Yihui was about to hit Huang Xiaolong's head with a punch, sending Huang Xiaolong flying out, at this moment, Huang Xiaolong's body was shining brightly, and a golden figure appeared, blocking Zhang Yihui's fist in front of Huang Xiaolong.

Astonishing holy majesty swept away.

Zhang Yihui and Cang Ping were so frightened by this amazing holy power that Zhang Yihui almost fell down.

The two looked at the golden figure in front of them in horror, the golden figure that looked exactly like Huang Xiaolong, but was holy and mighty.

"You, this, the Holy Spirit?!" Zhang Yihui said, his voice shaking violently.

The reaction of the Supreme Holy Land Cangping was not much different from that of Zhang Yihui, his eyes widened, frightened, unbelievable, and shocked.

The one who answered Zhang Yihui was the finger of Huang Xiaolong's holy soul. Huang Xiaolong summoned the dragon-type holy spirit. The dragon-type holy spirit just raised his hand and flicked it. Zhang Yihui was like being hit by a thousand-level typhoon. Going out, I smashed countless peaks, plowed a super tunnel on the ground, and lay on the beach at the edge of the island.

However, Huang Xiaolong's finger did not kill him. Huang Xiaolong wanted to save his life, and he would devour his enlightened sage, holy vein and holy body later.

At this time, Cang Ping of the Supreme Holy Land finally woke up. After waking up, he did not attack Huang Xiaolong, but fled in a conditioned reflex.

But just as he took off, he heard a cold voice behind him.

"Long Yuan prosperous world!"

Immediately, the dragon roar resounded throughout the world, countless dragons flew out, and dragon kingdoms were formed one by one.

A terrifying destructive force roared from behind him.

In the panic, he turned his head suddenly, saw the mighty various divine dragons, and saw the unique light of the magnificent gathering of countless divine dragons that shocked the soul.

The next moment, like Zhang Yihui, he played the shrimp and went out.

He fell heavily on the beach, his face covered in mud, and he was gushing out something red.

Taking Huang Xiaolong's current dragon-type holy soul to perform a prosperous blow of Long Yuan, it is difficult for many people in the middle stage of the second level of the holy realm to receive, not to mention that this Cangping is only the early stage of the first stage of the holy realm.

Huang Xiaolong stepped in the air and came to the two of them.

At this time, Zhang Yihui opened his faint eyes, and the two looked at Huang Xiaolong's holy soul, full of fear, boundless fear.