Chapter 2692 Capture Source 0 Line

Huang Xiaolong's fist power smashed through Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei's Wanyuan returned to his ancestry, and blasted away Jiang Heng's ancestors' Taoist implement, swept away everything, with an unstoppable trend, directly attacking Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and the ancestors.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's punching power, Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and the others were all startled, and then retreated.

But Huang Xiaolong's punch was too fast and too fierce, and he caught up with them in an instant.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's punching force coming, Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and the others roared in surprise, and they all shot out, trying to block Huang Xiaolong's punching force. At this moment, two black hands stretched out and slapped towards Huang Xiaolong's punching force.

Boom!

Sorry for the loud noise.

This sound resounded through countless holy places in the foreign world.

All the powerhouses and disciples of all the holy places in the foreign palace were all astonished.

"The first ancestor fought?! Who is it? Could it be that Palace Master Mozhi returned to fight with the old man and Yuan Qianxing?"

"Mozhi is alone and alone, how can he be able to turn the tide on his own? He is flying moths into the fire!" A Wanyuan disciple sneered in the holy place in the distance.

"That's right. Originally, Mozhi escaped, and the Palace Master Yuanqianxing was worried that Mozhi would kill him secretly in the future. Now that Mozhi is back, this is a self-inflicted trap. With the old man here, Mozhi will definitely not be able to escape this time!"

"When Mo Zhi is captured, and Palace Master Yuan Qianxing announces the world and ascends to the position of Palace Master, at that time, who would dare to refuse?"

Some Wanyuan Clan disciples, Yao Mei Clan, Jin Chan Clan disciples laughed happily.

Destructive forces continue to come.

"This Mozhi is so strong? It hasn't been captured by the old man, the Yuan Qianxing Palace Master?" Surprised.

"Mozhi heard that it is the early stage of the first ancestor of the sixth level, and it will take some time to capture it! However, he must be fighting the beasts, and he is just the end of the battle!" Some disciples of the Jinchan clan mocked coldly.

But suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.

The entire Holy Land banged loudly, breaking a huge hole.

The Wanyuan, Jinchan, and Yaomei disciples looked at each other, and then hesitantly stepped forward, only to see a middle-aged man lying at the bottom of the huge hole in the ground. The face that was flattened by a punch can still be vaguely seen from its previous appearance.

"Yes, Patriarch?!" A disciple of the Golden Chan Clan said, but he couldn't believe it and wasn't sure that it would be their Golden Chan Patriarch Zen Yuli who was lying at the bottom of this hole!

Not long after, another figure fell down.

"Yes, it's our ancestor?!" The demon Meizu disciple looked at the fallen demon in disbelief.

Compared with Zen Yuli, Yaochengxin is even more unrecognizable, with one arm missing, who seems to have torn it off? Also, there is a shocking blood hole in the chest!

It's a punch hole!

Yao Chengxin was punched through his chest.

"It's Mozhi?! Mozhi's strength is so strong!" The disciples of the Wanyuan tribe were shocked.

"He was pulling a few backs before he died. It should be that he desperately shot and seriously injured the two ancestors, Chan Yuli and Yaochengxin. Soon he will be suppressed by the old man and the palace master Yuan Qianxing. !" A Wanyuan clan expert sneered.

But just after the Wanyuan clan master's voice fell, he heard a loud bang, and another figure fell. In the eyes of the disciples of the Wanyuan clan, the Yaomei clan, the Jinchan clan, and the master's shocked eyes, this time the smashing fell. It turned out to be!

"Yuan, Yuan Qianxing, Palace Master?!" An expert of the Wanyuan clan looked at Yuan Qianxing who fell down in disbelief.

The blood hole in Yuan Qianxing's chest was even bigger, and both of his arms were missing, which was even worse than Yao Chengxin!

Yuan Qianxing lay there,

dying.

"It's okay, Mo Zhi will be suppressed by the old man soon!" said a Wanyuan clan expert.

Suddenly, loud bangs sounded one after another, this holy place swayed, and its shape was about to collapse. I saw that several figures were smashed down at the same time.

Source Baifei! The ancestor of the Wanyuan clan!

Jiang Heng! The Patriarch of the Sara Clan!

Teng Xiao! The ancestor of the Tengyi tribe!

This time, it was Yuan Baifei, Jiang Heng, and Teng Xiao who fell together!

The disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, the Yaomei Clan, the Jinchan Clan, and the masters were silent, and no one spoke this time.

While the disciples of all ethnic groups were shocked and stunned, another figure fell down. This time, the disciples saw it clearly.

"Fuck, elder!"

I saw that the one who fell down this time was the mysterious and terrifying old man who was invincible in their hearts, the old man!

Mozhi was fighting a trapped beast, and even the old man was seriously injured by accident?

The Wanyuan, Yaomei, and Jinchan disciples had strange expressions on their faces. At this time, anyone could see that things were not what they had imagined?

When the disciples of the Wanyuan Clan looked strange, a figure stood in the air, standing in the sky, looking down at Yuan Qianxing, Zhuang Lao and others who fell to the ground.

The disciples of all ethnic groups raised their heads and looked at the young human race in the sky.

"Yes, it's Huang Xiaolong?!" Yuan Wangfeng screamed in the crowd.

"Huang Xiaolong!" Suddenly, the crowd shook.

"How could it be Huang Xiaolong!" The disciples of the Wanyuan tribe couldn't believe it.

At this time, Yuan Qianxing, who had smashed to the ground, flew through the air and wanted to escape. However, just as Yuan Qianxing flew up, Huang Xiaolong slapped the sky and saw Yuan Qianxing fall down again, like a fly being slapped. Like, hit the ground.

This scene had a strong impact on the hearts of the disciples of all ethnic groups.

In particular, the disciples of the Wanyuan Clan looked pale in shock, as if something was shattered.

For the disciples of the Wanyuan Clan, Yuanqianxing is the hope of the Wanyuan Clan, and it is the pride and glory of the Wanyuan Clan, but now this hope, pride, and glory, is being severely ravaged by Huang Xiaolong, trampling and trampling on it. .

"Huang Xiaolong, today's revenge, I will definitely repay it ten million times!" Yuan Qianxing struggled to get up from the ground, his face was grim, his blood-red eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong with hatred.

"It's a day?" Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Do you think you still have a chance?"

This time, Huang Xiaolong will never let Yuan Qianxing escape again!

Even if Yuan Baifei and the others escape, they must capture Yuan Qianxing.

Huang Xiaolong looked at Yuan Qianxing's source Sage, this time as long as Yuan Benxing's source Sage was devoured and refined, the power of his three major Sages would definitely increase again.

...

After half an hour.

Huang Xiaolong threw Yuan Qianxing into the altar of the Cangqiong Taoist Palace with the help of Yuan Qianxing, the demon, and Zen Yuli.

However, although Yuan Qianxing, Yaochengxin, and Zen Yuli were captured, in the end, the two of them were allowed to escape.

As for Jiang Heng, Teng Xiao and the others were sensible and did not escape, they stayed where they were and waited for Huang Xiaolong to deal with them.

Huang Xiaolong put away the Cangqiong Dao Palace, and then looked at the witch tower in front of him. Although the old man escaped, the witch tower was left behind by Huang Xiaolong.