Chapter 591: Spoil

"Swallowing the beast." Nangong Yugang painted a purple paper, and then sprayed it on his own blood, urging the rapid start of this paper.
"Oh." The purple paper immediately turned into a purple behemoth, and by its side, countless clouds flowed like a giant behemoth in countless clouds.
The behemoth had a big mouth, and the numerous clouds around it were swallowed up by him, and his body was doubled again. The purple-level Warcraft pressure from his body made the level lower. People feel a wave of turbulence in the body.
The head of Kirin, the body of the dragon, this paper is a seal of the soul of the purple-level Warcraft swallowing beast.
"It turned out to be a three-dimensional purple-level Warcraft paper, so strong." Even a lot of watching the strong can not help but slightly moved, it seems that this paper has a certain threat to them.
His son made a killer so quickly, which is obviously beyond the expectation of Nan Gongyang, but when he saw the eyes and look of those around him, he could not help but secretly smug.
This paper is a collection of their veins. It can be used for five times with the life of the blood. Nangong Yang is not willing to use it. If it is not the big thing to compete for the head, he will never let this Zhang Fu paper appeared here.
"Nangong Yuhua should also be defeated." The swallowing beast was out, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Nangongyang was full of confidence in his son, so he had already imagined in his heart that countless times the Nangong Yuhua was defeated.
However, things are unpredictable, and things that are contrary to expectations can happen at any time, for example, today.
Shortly after the emergence of the swallowing beast, Nangong Yuhua's paper was also urging completion. The other behemoth and the swallowing beast face each other relatively, and their momentum is not weaker than the swallowing beast.
Nangong Yang and Nangong Yugang and his son were both mad at the same time. To be precise, the momentum of the other behemoth was stronger than his own Warcraft.
The behemoth released by Nangong Yuhua is a standard body of the of the gods. The difference is that he has three dragon tails.
"Three-tailed dragon, it turned out to be a three-tailed dragon." Everyone could not help but exclaim, how could they not imagine, Nangong Yuhua actually has this kind of paper of the beast of the heavenly soul.
One beast comes from the heavenly world, and the other one comes from the soul world. You can see it from the level and name.
Of course, even if some people on the field simply can't recognize the level of beasts released by Nangong Yuhua, they can easily distinguish the strength of the two.
I saw that the three-tailed dragon had just appeared, and immediately came a trick to the tail of the dragon. The three dragons and tails swept across the middle and lower roads of the swallowing beast.
The swallowing beast has long been overwhelmed by the momentum of the other side, stupidly suspended in the same place, and the three-tailed sweep of the dragon.
Hey, after the three tails of the dragon, the body of the swallowing beast immediately turned into a purple gas and disappeared, turning back to the purple paper, and the bang broke.
"Oh wow." The paper with the blood of the life was beaten by the opponent, and it was still a purple-grade paper. The essence of Nangong Yugang was strongly squeezed by a group of external forces. It exploded at once, blood fog. From the belly of Nangong Yugang, he spurted out.
Jingjing is located in the lower abdomen of the human body. It is an important part of the human body. The essence of Nangong Yugang was bombarded by Nangong Yuhua. Even if Nangong Yugang can return to a life, then the ancestors will take over the horse. .
"Well." Looking at Nangong Yugang's body, like a flying sandbag, fell on the ground, covered in blood, life and death is not clear, all the people watching the battle can not help but a few mouthfuls of air.
"Ganger." Nangong Yang’s eyes instantly became red, and he picked up his dying son and yelled at Nangong Yuhua: "Nangong Yuhua, you are so vicious."
Nangong Yuhua took back the paper and his face was pale, and it took a while to calm down.
"Three uncles, although you are an elder, this is what you are wrong with." Nangong Yuhua said unhurriedly: "Everyone is watching here, we both are motivated by the blue power. The paper is very reluctant, not to mention the strength of my paper, which is better than Yugang. I want to keep my hand while holding the paper. It is impossible unless I am myself. Don't kill."
Nangong Yuhua said it makes sense. Nangong Yang looked at the people around him and used the color of approval. He could only bite his teeth with hatred. The creaking sound of the grind can only be heard by himself.
"Moreover, the notaries from all the major sects have seen it. If I didn't have this three-tailed dragon symbol in my hand, don't say if I can win, even if I can keep my life, it's one thing, everyone. Right?"
Each of Nangong Yuhua's sentences is simple and straightforward. The sentence is reasonable. Rao is the unbearable anger of Nangong. He can't get angry at this time unless he really doesn't want any face.
"Since the fight for the position of the head is in accordance with the old rules of the Taiwanese platform, the death and injury are of course conceited and blame others. If it was me who died, I am dead again, who will make it worse for me."
The last sentence of Nangong Yuhua is called 狠, and if Ling Xiao is present, it is estimated that he will not be able to slap the case.
Yes, my Nangong Yuhua is a person who has no sorrow. If you are still so aggressive, then these guys are arrogant, bullying, and bullying.
By Nangong Yuhua, everyone said that there is nothing to say.
If you want to grab the position of the head, it seems that you have come up with a downfall.
"You, the next one should be handed over to the other two brothers, but since I am a singer, I am willing to accept another brother who has the position of the candidate, who is willing to come up. ""
The face of Nangong Yuhua recovered as it was, and it seems that the consumption of soul power caused by the piece of paper has almost recovered.
Nangong Yuhua's cousins, look at me, I look at you, no one wants to do this second.
Although they have a lot of purple-grade papers on hand, there is not a piece of paper that can match the one in Nangong Yuhua’s hand. Those guys don’t want to end up with a broken grandson. No one will foolishly challenge Nangong. Yuhua.
Seeing that the cousins ​​were silent, Nangong Yuhua’s heart was secretly ecstatic, and he was grateful to the person who gave him this piece of paper:
I still have to find a good backing.

Happy to be happy, the business still has to do, Nangong Yuhua calmly walked to the middle of the ring, and said to the cousins ​​and uncles: "Since no other brothers come up to challenge, then the position of the door is Inherited by Yuhua, you can have opinions from your uncles and brothers."
In addition to hateful look at Nangong Yuhua, everyone can have any opinions.
The stone of Nangong Yuhua’s heart finally fell, and cleared the scorpion:
The predecessors of the sacred sects at the scene witnessed together. Today, I am officially taking over the door by my Nangong Yuhua...

"Wait, we haven't agreed to this thing." A rough voice came from the far side of the square, and the voice was very loud. People in the entire square could hear it clearly.
Nangong Yuhua's face changed, this voice, he is familiar and can no longer be familiar with: "Nan Gong Yu Zhuo, big brother."
A red face, that is the iconic appearance of Nangong Yuzhuo.
For one of the most powerful heirs in the past, the disciples of the cadres never dared to respect him. Even now, he was notorious for relying on the devil, and all the disciples saw him. However, I retired with a respectful way to let Nangong Yuzhuo go to the front of the ring.
All the disciples know what it is, and if they don't have the big son, they don't know how many people are going to die in Xihe City.
The disciples who did not want to treat him as a traitor for the disciple who would rather have a bad name in exchange for the lives of other brothers and sisters.
"It turned out to be Nangong Yuzhuo." Although Nangong Yuzhuo's uncles and cousins ​​wanted to drive him out of the ground immediately, but now they are rarely closed, so that they can fight against the brothers.
Nangong Yuhua began to fear the big brother when he was young. The kind of awe is almost from the heart, and even his father can't match it.
However, at this time, Nangong Yuhua has been blindfolded by power and power. He even dared to kill another brother, Nangong Yurong, and there is nothing he can't do.
"Big brother, this is the last time I called you." Nangong Yuhua looked at Nangong Yuzhuo, Shen Sheng said: "What are you doing here, if I remember correctly, then you said that, and Nangongjia There is no such thing as a dry door. What are your qualifications to stop me from being the head?"
Nangong Yuzhuo looked at Nangong Yuhua: "Although I have no connection with the Nangong family and the dry door, but I have not said that I have broken off relations with the cockroach, I am dying, I can not come back to worship, as a person Son, the father's bones are not cold for his father to mourn, still here to fight for power, you are not a filial animal, what qualifications to inherit the position of the door."
The delicate face of Nangong Yuhua became extremely distorted. He didn't think of it. The last thing to destroy his big event turned out to be his biological brother.
"The disciples of the people, what are you still standing on, and let me sneak out the rebellion of this land." Nangong Yuhua roared angrily, like a wounded beast.
However, no one is willing to stand up and do this, whether it is those disciples who are grateful to Nangong Yuzhuo, or those cousins ​​who want to die in Nangong Yuzhuo.
"You are not the head now, you are not qualified to give orders there." Another voice passed from a distance, the voice is not too big, very soft, but this softness is like a gentle knife, piercing evilly The heart of Nangong Yuhua.
Nangong Yuhua's teeth were tightly bitten, and the four words were squeezed out of his mouth: "Nangong Yurong."