Chapter 1325: You don't believe my father is here?

Listening to Sha Langzong’s disciples to guess their identity, and a look of excitement, Huang Xiaolong had some accidents. I didn’t expect the Haizu Emperor’s ceremony to be in the past few months. Is it so famous?
This Shalangzong, he knows, is surrounded by a super-sectarian called Feng'an God's plane. The forces are the same as the Vientiane. The self-recognition has spread in the surrounding gods.
At least, many sects around the gods have already known about the Haizui Haihuang Festival.
At this time, Liang Mingzhi looked shocked and looked at Huang Xiaolong with anger. He said: "You are the Huang Xiaolong of the Vientiane God plane? Huang Xiaolong, this is our Shalangzong thing. You better not to intervene, as long as you don't intervene, you I can leave now with you."
After knowing the identity of Huang Xiaolong, Liang Mingzhi finally endured anger and chose to give in.
Huang Xiaolong frowned.
"Huang Xiaolong, beg you, save me, save me!" The woman of Wang Hao looked at Huang Xiaolong with a blank face, and the helpless eyes pierced Huang Xiaolong deeply.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Liang Mingzhi and pointed to Wang Hao: "She, I want to take it away."
If she does not save the woman of Wang Hao, she can imagine that she is a special deity, and she is still a virgin. When Liang Mingzhi arrives, he will certainly learn its Yuanyin to cultivate.
For a woman with a special god, its virgin Yuanyin is extremely beneficial to the practitioners.
Let him watch the woman of Wang Xi’s miserable poisoned hands, and Huang Xiaolong could not do it.
Liang Mingzhi heard the words and glared at Huang Xiaolong, almost shouting: "Huang Xiaolong, don't give your face a shameless face, you really think that we are afraid of your all-round creation of the door! Tell you, my father also came to the field of demons on the battlefield. And it’s nearby. You’d better give me the roll now, otherwise!

The master of Shalang Zong is the master of the tenth order of the ancestors.
Wang Hao’s eyes are stunned. In her opinion, Huang Xiaolong must have given up on himself. No one will ignore his own life for a woman who is not willing to pay.
Huang Xiaolong is a pair of eyes, looking at Liang Mingzhi: "She left, you are rolling now, otherwise, you, die here!" What he hates most is threatened by others.
Liang Mingzhi and Wang Hao and Sha Lang Zong are disciples.
Is Huang Xiaolong really trying to save this king and not afraid of death? I have not heard that their sovereigns are nearby.
Liang Mingzhi smiled at Yang Tian and looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Huang Xiaolong, you thought I was deliberately scaring you? You don't believe my father is nearby?"
In his opinion. Huang Xiaolong thought that he had just lied to him, thinking that his father Sha Langzong was not nearby, so he dared to intervene.
"I will give you ten seconds to consider." Huang Xiaolong was indifferent.
"ten!"
"nine!"
Huang Xiaolong’s cold voice sounded.
Everyone stayed.
"Huang Xiaolong, I will give you ten seconds to roll, otherwise, when you want to roll, you can't roll." Liang Mingzhi sneered, then shouted: "Ten! Nine!"
He did not believe that Huang Xiaolong really dared to kill him.
He is a monarch, and he will be scared away by Huang Xiaolong in one sentence. He hates in his heart, waiting for his father to come, he must play the residual yellow dragon.
Huang Xiaolong is the Vientiane Golden Eyebrow. The pro-disciples of the blood-knife are correct, but when they die, they believe that Jin Mei. The blood knife could not find them on the head of Shalangzong.
"Four, three, two!" Huang Xiaolong's cold voice continued to sway.
Liang Mingzhi shouted in disregard: "Six, five, four."
"One!"
The sound of Huang Xiaolong fell, and suddenly, the blood dragon knife appeared in his hand and suddenly came out.
Above the blood knife, the dragon flies out.
Blood waves are rolling. A knife that is almost as fast as the end is bursting.
The space knife swayed the sun and covered all the light around it.
Liang Mingzhi’s cry stopped. The body was stiff there, looking at Huang Xiaolong with unbelief. Then I looked at the knife that stretched from the top of my head to the inter-span, pointing to Huang Xiaolong: "You." Speaking of this, a scream, the whole body split.
Sha Langzong's disciple and Wang Hao were shocked. They were shocked and looked at Liang Mingzhi's body unbelievably. They did not believe that Huang Xiaolong would actually shoot, and would really kill Liang Mingzhi.
Huang Xiaolong is a face of indifference, saying that he is impulsive, saying that he is angry, he is all with his heart, why not?
"Zhier!" Suddenly, a loud roar, such as the rolling thunder and lightning from the far-reaching sky, a horrible pressure like the endless sea, drowned, the thundercloud over the Leichi continent rolled over.
Wang Hao's flower is eclipsed.
Shalang Zongzhuzhu!
Liang Mingzhi did not lie, and the Shalang patriarch was really nearby.
The space was torn, a black hole appeared, and then a red-eyed middle-aged man came out, it was the Shalang patriarch! Subsequently, several of the elders of Shalangzong were elders, and the elders also came out one after another.
This time, Shalangzong learned that most of the demons who fled to the realm of the gods had the blood of the gods. The emperors of the Shalang sect also had several elders, and the elders came.
After the arrival of Lu Lang, the main sect of Shalang Zongzong, he came to the body of Liang Mingzhi. Suddenly, he was screaming at the sky, his voice was endless killing, hateful, remorseful, and angry.
Affected by its momentum, the thunder of all surrounding space swayed and the sand and stones spurred.
Some Shalangzong disciples were even shocked to fly, including the king.
Feng Er, the virtual demon prisoner, a few people guarding Huang Xiaolong, the Golden Horn Mavericks retreat.
The snoring sounds for a long time.
Liang Luwen stopped, his eyes glanced at Feng Er, the virtual demon prison beast, the ghost - two ghosts, and then his eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong.
"I want you to die!" He smacked his teeth and gnashed his teeth. His body was cold and covered with frost on the ground.
He does not know the identity of Huang Xiaolong, and he does not want to know.
All this is not important.
He shot in the palm of his hand, screaming in the air, twisting the sky, shaking around the earth, cracking open, the mountains are undulating, and the sky is falling apart.
He wants this black youth to die!
Die into meat residue! There is no meat residue left!
Seeing Liang Luwen's palm to shoot Huang Xiaolong, suddenly, Feng Xiao, who was next to Huang Xiaolong, raised his hand a little, and a finger force bloomed, turning into an endless ghost army, blocking Liang Luwen's palm, Liang Luwen It was even more shocked and retreated, and it has been withdrawing hundreds of meters.
Sha Lang Zongzhong master, Wang Hao stayed.
Everyone looked at Feng Er.
Previously, the Fenger breath converges, and the disciples of Shalang Zong have no thought that they look weak, and the flamboyant phoenix will be the master of the ancestors!
Just when Sha Langzong and Huang Xiaolong were in a stalemate, a group of people were flying towards the Leichi continent near the mainland of Leichi. Everyone, the momentum was earth-shattering, and everyone's breath was stronger than Liang Luwen and Feng Er.
It is the sea family Feng Yingying and the ancestors of the sea people, the owner.
"The Emperor of the Sea, the front is the Leichi mainland, and it will arrive in three or four minutes." Guo Jiadao, the owner of the Guo family.
Feng Yingying nodded, they got the news, there are a few high-level devils of the ancestors fled to the Leichi continent, and they all have the blood of the gods. (To be continued)