Chapter 2658 Miserable to Wear No Pants

"Immortal Dao Heart!"

It echoed in the space of Wuling Peak.

Feiyanzi's slender hand has already pressed a large concave on her chest without realizing it, and she is extremely alluring.

Yuan Wangfeng, Yaoji and others seemed to be pinching their throats by invisible giant hands. Chen Muguang's eyes were even more prominent, and his face was dead. Suddenly, a kind of fear was born from the bottom of his heart, and it came so strongly that it made him despair.

"This, this is too." On the rostrum, Long Shengtian opened his mouth, not knowing how to express the excited and shocked feeling in his heart.

Everyone was horrified.

At the sixth level of the holy realm, Yuan Qianxing possessed the indestructible Dao Heart, which has shocked countless ancestors of all ethnic groups in the foreign realm, but now, Huang Xiaolong has the indestructible Dao heart in the fourth holy realm? !

Of course, if they knew that Huang Xiaolong had an indestructible Dao Heart before he broke through the holy realm, I'm afraid it would be even more so? !

Huang Xiaolong looked at Yuan Qianxing who had just laughed wildly and then turned back to normal, and walked towards him slowly: "Yuan Qianxing, it's good that you have an immortal Dao mind, but in the heavens and the world, there are more than just indestructible Dao minds. you alone."

It means that under the ancestors, it is not only you who have the indestructible Dao Heart.

Yuan Qianxing returned to reality from the shock, his face was crazy, his eyes were extremely violent: "Huang Xiaolong, even if you have an immortal Dao heart, so what, I don't believe your immortal Dao heart will be stronger than mine. !"

There are highs and lows for saints, highs and lows for holy souls, and there are also highs and lows for immortality.

The quality is high and low, the power of the avenue is high and low, and the power is high and low.

"Wanyuan Returns to the Sect!"

"Destroy the sky, destroy the earth and destroy all things!"

Yuan Qianxing roared and rose through the air, his fists suddenly slammed towards Huang Xiaolong again, the source power of the high-altitude source Sage rolled down, the imprint of the divine destiny on his eyebrows, and the indestructible Dao Heart on his chest. Ultimate, radiant.

With the blasting of his fists, the power of the source and the power of the avenue rolled out, like the huge sea of ​​origin and the sea of ​​the avenue when the world was formed.

Under its double fists, everything returns to its original source, and everything is shattered.

Long Shengtian, who was in the late stage of the ancestor's third stage, saw Yuan Qianxing's attack, and his face changed greatly.

Flying swallows are also pale.

Huang Xiaolong's face was calm, the three holy figures in the sky, the twelve high-level holy orders were shining brightly, the air of mysterious yellow, the air of all evil, and the energy of mixed vitality fell like three huge waterfalls.

Twelve high-level holy life golden light flashes the world.

Everyone was stabbed by this golden light.

At the same time, Huang Xiaolong's heart of immortality was immortalized, and the imprint of divine life between his eyebrows moved, and his fists suddenly slammed out.

When Huang Xiaolong's fists slammed out, everyone had an illusion, as if they were turned into ashes under Huang Xiaolong's fists.

Boom!

As the two fists collided, the sky-destroying loud noise continued to sound.

After a long time, the loud noise stopped, everyone looked at them, dumbfounded, and saw Yuan Qianxing lying on the edge of the ring, his robes disappeared, and even his pants were gone. I don't know if Huang Xiaolong was too powerful or the quality of his pants was not good. Anyway, it was gone, Yuan Qianxing only had a pair of pants left, and it was bright red, very bright.

Sure enough, he was abused so badly that he didn't have any pants to wear!

Fei Yanzi swept his gaze from Yuan Qianxing's crotch and spat, secretly annoyed that this guy Huang Xiaolong actually did it to Yuan Qianxing? !

However, seeing Yuan Qianxing's tragic appearance, she felt relieved.

Over the years, because of Yuan Qianxing, the Wanyuan Clan has bullied Feitian Clan a lot.

"Your Highness!" Yuan Wangfeng and the masters of the Wanyuan clan exclaimed, wanting to rush into the ring, but they were all banned by the ring.

On the rostrum, Long Shengtian smiled and said, "Yuan Qianxing really never thought that one day he would be so miserable that he would have no pants to wear."

Feiyanzi relieved his anger, and he was more comfortable, so he spoke loudly.

Many Feitian Clan, Fengyan Clan, Yinlang Clan, Shuanglong Clan, Purple Spider Clan, and even Human Clan disciples burst into laughter.

Yuan Qianxing swayed from the ring and stood up. Hearing the laughter all around, his eyes were splitting, and his body was extremely violent. How dare these ants laugh at him?

At that time, he will crush these ants to death one by one! All crushed!

"Long Shengtian,

Don't be complacent, sooner or later, I will kill you and swallow you! "Yuan Qianxing looked at Long Shengtian on the rostrum coldly.

Long Shengtian's face changed and he became cold: "Do you think you have that day?"

A ray of light flashed in Yuan Qianxing's hand, and a purple-gold blade appeared in his hand. This purple-gold blade, in the sunlight, flashed like a purple-gold flame.

"Blade of Purple Gold!" Many experts recognized the blade in their hands, and their expressions changed.

The Purple Gold Blade, the weapon of the ancestors of the Wanyuan Clan!

No one thought that the Wanyuan Clan would give the Purple Gold Blade to Yuan Qianxing.

When everyone's face changed, Yuan Qianxing roared in anger, and the purple-gold blade in his hand slashed towards Huang Xiaolong, and the heavy purple-gold blade turned into mountains of knives.

"Huang Xiaolong, die, die for me!" Yuan Qianxing roared.

Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly. When Yuan Qianxing's purple gold blade was slashed, a shotgun appeared in his hand, Huang Xiaolong swung the shotgun in his hand, and the sharp bird's head aimed at Yuan Qianxing's briefs and stabbed it.

"Flying Gun!"

It is the flying gun! The sharp bird head of the flying spear passed through the mountain of heavy knives, and instantly came to the front of Yuan Qianxing's pants.

Seeing this, Yuan Qianxing was so frightened that his face changed wildly, and he couldn't care about anything else, the purple gold blade in his hand hurriedly blocked the front of his pants.

"clang!"

A crisp sound.

The blade of the Zijin Blade can block the sharp bird's head, splashing an amazing purple gold fire, Yuan Qianxing's arm was shaken with severe pain, the whole person shot backwards, and then fell on the ring, his blood was full. Chung, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care about the injury, but looked at the crotch in a panic, and found that the crotch was still there, not broken, so scared that he was dripping with cold sweat.

However, as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the flying spear in Huang Xiaolong's hand stabbed again, Yuan Qianxing was about to dodge in surprise, but he was still a step slower, and the spear head pierced his chest instantly, revealing from his back.

The terrifying power of destruction continued to pour into Yuan Qianxing's body from the spearhead, destroying the flesh of Yuan Qianxing's original body, and blood spurted out of Yuan Qianxing's mouth.

But at this moment, suddenly, several terrifying forces slammed down from the void, directly passing through the space restriction of Wuling Peak, and then slammed into the ring, smashing towards Huang Xiaolong, every terrifying force. , enough to kill dozens and hundreds of peak powerhouses in the late ninth stage of the holy realm.

Ancestor!

Moreover, several great ancestors joined forces to deliver a devastating blow to Huang Xiaolong at the same time.

On the rostrum, Palace Master Mo Zhi snorted coldly, crossed his hands, his palms were like knives, and suddenly moved forward. Under his knives, the space was broken.

Almost at the same time, Long Shengtian and Feiyanzi also took action.

Huang Xiaolong pulled out the flying spear from Yuan Qianxing's chest, his eyes were cold, and he stabbed the spear back into the void. In fact, the ancestor of the Wanyuan clan, the ancestor of the Yaomei clan, the ancestor of the Jinchan clan, and another master of the ancestors. He had been hiding in the void near Wuling Peak, how could he not know.