Chapter 340

Temple saint?

Huang Xiaolong looks at Ao Bai Xue and frowns. His intuition tells him that Ao Bai Xue is not lying.

Did Li Lu become the goddess of the temple? What the hell is going on here?

Huang Xiaolong's heart sank.

At this time, suddenly, aobai Xue snapped, and saw the holy land space suddenly fly up to the top of Huang Xiaolong's head. Countless snow flames gushed out from the holy space like a huge wave and submerged to Huang Xiaolong.

Even ordinary second-order strongmen in holy land dare not be touched by this snow flame. If the congenital strong person is touched, it will melt off in the blink of an eye.

Ao Bai Xue looks at Huang Xiaolong, and her eyes flash through her fierce killing intention.

"Die!"

He did not believe that Huang Xiaolong, the body of a congenital strong man, would appear miracles again after being submerged by his snow.

Just when the countless snowy flames were about to submerge Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his head. Under the shocked eyes of the proud white snow, a series of red gold flames gushed out of Huang Xiaolong's body and turned into red gold fire dragons, spinning up.

His snow flame was engulfed by the red gold fire dragon in an instant.

The red gold fire dragon rises into the sky and collides with its sacred space.

"Zi!" However, the explosion, only to see the sacred space of a shock, even continuously out of wisps of smoke, constantly shrinking.

Ao Bai Xue's face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were terrified.

His holy land space has been continuously burned?!

What kind of fire is this?

Huang Xiaolong ignores Ao Bai Xue's frightened eyes. The Dantian is in full swing, and the fire of the innate true yuan gushes. The red gold fire dragon that he melts constantly entangles the sacred space of Ao Bai Xue and burns the holy space of Ao Bai Xue.

The holy space of the strongman of holy land has strong defense, which is opened up by the space law of the powerful man in holy land. Even if it is the fighting flame of the high-level strongman in the holy land, it is impossible to incinerate the holy space of a strongman in holy land. However, Huang Xiaolong's innate fire of truth has been achieved.

Ao Bai Xue tries to recall his holy land space, but at this time, Huang Xiaolong takes a picture of it, and the Golden Palm circle breaks through the air. Ao Bai Xue finds that he can't move for a moment.

This?!

He was shocked.

All of a sudden, he was shocked, his throat was hot, and his mouth was gushing with blood. He looked into the air and saw that his holy space had been completely burned by the red gold fire dragon.

Ao Bai Xue's eyes are full of despair in horror.

The holy space is the second life compared with the strongman in the holy land. If the holy space is destroyed, the Qi sea of the strong man will be destroyed, and the end will be even more tragic. Even if the divine domain is strong, it will not help a strong man to rebuild the holy space. It can be said that even if he does not die, his accomplishments will be greatly damaged, and he will never be able to break through and improve in this life.

After Huang Xiaolong burned out the sacred space, he came to him in front of him, and the blade of Shura in his hand appeared. In an instant, he cut through Ao Bai Xue's throat.

Blood, red all around the ground.

Proud snow covered his neck.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong's blade of Shura is inserted into his heart. After a shock, he pulls it out.

Proud snow body shaking, back and forth, standing unsteadily.

However, even if his throat is cut off and his heart is cut in half, Ao Bai Xue is still alive, and Huang Xiaolong feels a strong vitality in his body, which is constantly recovering his throat and heart wounds.

The strongman of holy land is not only strong in defense, but also extremely terrifying in its recovery ability.

Huang Xiaolong sees the situation and flies up. The congenital flame of real fire appears in his hand. He comes to the top of Ao Bai Xue's head and suddenly claps it down. The congenital true yuan flame envelops the head of Ao Bai Xue.

Ao snow screamed, after a while, just fell down, no longer moving.

The only way to kill a strong man in holy land is to destroy his spirit. Otherwise, no matter how serious his body is, he will not die.

Just like the giant ghost Fengyang, only the ghost can die.

Of course, the spirit of the strong in the holy land is also extremely powerful. Fortunately, Huang Xiaolong has the innate fire of Zhenyuan, otherwise it is difficult to kill Ao Baixue.

Huang Xiaolong looks at Ao Bai Xue's body and thinks about it. He adds his body and space ring to the Shura ring.

At that time, he wanted to try to see if he could use the beast tripod of Linglong pagoda to refine it into Dan.

Well, if it can be refined successfully, it should be quite tonic, Huang Xiaolong thought.

Although the miraculous elixir is refined from countless kinds of heaven and earth miracles, the material is after all heaven and earth elixir, and no one has refined the powerful one of holy land into Dan.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong turns his head and looks at the distant Fengshen sect fan Yiming, Prime Minister Wu Feng and others.

When fan Yiming, Wu Feng and others saw Huang Xiaolong look over, their hearts suddenly trembled. At ordinary times, they could kick the feet of boulders with one foot. They only felt that the ground was soft and the hind legs were cramped, so they could not stand upright.

Huang Xiaolong sneers, steps out, and comes to fan Yiming and others.

Looking at Huang Xiaolong, who was still far away, he suddenly appeared in front of him. Fan Yiming, who was already cramped in his hind legs, was frightened to bend his legs and kneel down."Yellow, yellow, master Huang!" Fan Yiming, the leader of Fengshen sect, trembles. His whole face looks like a ghost, which is extremely ugly.

Wu Feng is kneeling there, tongue up and down, mouth one by one, even after the Luotong Kingdom officials do not know what he is talking about.

Huang Xiaolong looks at fan Yiming, the leader of Fengshen cult, kneeling in front of him. He calls himself an elder with a bright smile: "what's the matter?"

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's bright smile, fan Yiming is stunned. He doesn't know how to open his mouth for a moment. After staying in a daze, he quickly climbs up to Huang Xiaolong, crawls at Huang Xiaolong's feet and says, "master Huang, spare your life! I was threatened by the temple, so I dealt with Prince Lu Kai, I! "

"Is it?" Huang Xiaolong interrupted his words, and then raised his hand, a finger will pierce his eyebrows.

Blood, a splash.

Fan Yiming falls.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong was still smiling brightly, the Fengshen sect elders killed their leader in an instant. They were all white with fear, and some even got wet under their buttocks.

Huang Xiaolong smelled the smell of excrement and urine, frowned, raised his hands together, pointed out, and his finger force pierced the heads of several Fengshen cult elders.

A few times, Huang Xiaolong will come to kill all the Fengshen sect elders.

Huang Xiaolong looks at Wu Feng. He sees that Wu Feng is so scared that he raises his hand and kills him. Originally, according to Huang Xiaolong's meaning, he would not let him die so easily. But now, people are crazy, so forget it.

As for the other rebellious officials in the kingdom of Luotong, Huang Xiaolong didn't bother to kill them again, leaving them to Lu Kai.

When Huang Xiaolong stands in front of Lu Kai again, Lu Kai looks at Huang Xiaolong with a complicated look. After a long time, he utters such a sentence: "motherfucker, you're a super pervert. It's so shocking!"

Huang Xiaolong shows his strength. Indeed, the "blow" to Lu Kai's "fragile" mind is not ordinary.

Huang Xiaolong hears the speech and laughs.

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