Chapter 1611: Hell Solomon

The old city of Shura’s disciple laughed, and it was a long whip. He saw his long whip like a poisonous snake. The snake was a roll of snakes. The dozens of pedestrians in front of him were all caught in the waist. Then, the other side whipted, suddenly, The dozens of people all broke into two pieces.
The smell of blood is diffuse.
Some other pedestrians were horrified, but they did not dare to escape.
The ancient city wind laughed: "These people are still very interesting, do not dare to dodge, the last time some dodge, I found out which family, the family was all used by me to practice the whip!"
"When I am a big whip, the more blood I suck, the stronger my spirituality will be. When I get there, the power of my great whiplash method will increase a lot."
The ancient city wind took the long whip back into the hand, touched the long whip, and smiled.
"The ancient city wind master, I heard that the young master Xin Jia Xinbo came back from Shuramen!" A guard came forward and said carefully.
When the ancient city wind heard it, his face was cold and sneered: "He is also a lucky disciple who passed the assessment of a small branch of Shuyuan, our Wuyuan plane, and became an ordinary disciple of the Shumenmen branch. He If you dare to be arrogant in front of me, I will pack him up!"
"That is that, how can Xinbo compare with the ancient city wind master, he is now a ancient first-order, the ancient city wind master to pack him, that is, to blow things." A guard smiled charmingly.
"Yes, if our young master of the ancient city also went to participate in the assessment of the Shuramen Wuyuan branch, it will certainly pass, and it will definitely be seen by the ministers and accepted as disciples!"
"I think it should be seen by the elders!"
Some of the men are talking.
Huang Xiaolong heard it, and his heart moved.
Wuyuan God plane?
Shuramen branch?
Before he came, he collected information and gave a rough understanding of some of the forces in the Hellah community.
The Hell Shura world does not have many imperial palaces like the gods. There are only a few ancient sects and families that have a long history. The power of these ancient sects and families is not weaker than the imperial palaces of the gods.
There are seven or eight thousand ancient martial art and family in the whole hell. And Shuraomen is one of the ten strongest superpowers in the Hell Shura world, controlling the infinite numbers of stars and the gods.
It seems that he is now in the position of the of the gods. It should be one of the facets of Shuramen's forces.
At this moment, the old city of Shura’s disciple came to Huang Xiaolong with all his hands.
Ok!
When the ancient city wind saw Huang Xiaolong standing in the middle of the street, couldn’t help but see the Shura royal family? In this Qing Dynasty, there are not many disciples who have the blood of the Shura royal family.
He stopped. Smile to Huang Xiaolong: "Friends are not our Qingcheng?"
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes are indifferent and his face is expressionless:
What advice?

The ancient city winds and the eyes are angry and flash.
Huang Xiaolong's expression and tone, which made him feel like a hot face on the cold butt.
It was also angry at the back of the crowd.
"Kid, do you know who our young master is? Our young master is an ancient disciple! And it is a core disciple!" A guard stared at Huang Xiaolong: "Don't say that you are a disciple of the Shura royal family, even Shuramen. The disciple, Master Xinbo, in this Wuyuan City, also called our young master a big brother!"
Although Huang Xiaolong is the blood of the Shura royal family, he is sheltered by the Shura family of laws, but he is in the ancient city. Even if you really kill Huang Xiaolong, at most, there will be some minor troubles. Therefore, they did not put the blood of Huang Xiaolong Xiu Luowang in their eyes.
At this time, the ancient city wind raised his hand and stopped other guards.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong and smiled. "I don't dare to ask for advice. However, I am looking for someone to try my big whip. The people are too weak. It's really boring, I don't know if you compare with those who are. How can I get a big move from my whip?"
Speaking of this, the long whip in his hand instantly waved to Huang Xiaolong.
Under the infusion of its power. The long whip is red, straight and straight, and stabbed the yellow dragon!
His eyes are cold, he must first explode Huang Xiaolong's lower body, and then slowly pick up Huang Xiaolong. As for the troubles after packing up Huang Xiaolong, he is not worried. The ancient family is one of the super-large families in the Shura community. Although his ancient family is only a branch, hundreds of cities around it are also the existence of the wind and rain.
In the past, he used the same method to clean up many family disciples whose status is not low. Those family disciples and elders came to discuss the arguments, and they also compensated for some spiritual stones.
Huang Xiaolong looked at each other's long whip and stabbed himself to his lower body. His eyes flashed and he had just come to hell. He didn't want to cause any trouble, but now!
Just when the other side whipped into the face of Huang Xiaolong, suddenly, stopped, the ancient city wind stunned, his face changed, but then he found that his body could not move, as if it had been fixed.
this is? !
His eyes were flustered.
The guards behind it were also fixed there.
"Do you know what I hate most?" Huang Xiaolong looked coldly at the old city of Shura, and came to him.
Every step, the ancient city wind body behind the guards, there was a scream, and then burst into a rain.
The ancient city saw the wind and his eyes feared: "You, me." But then, he found that his throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand and could not make a sound.
Huang Xiaolong is not in a hurry.
After the ancient city wind body behind the guards, the screams continued to ring, and finally, the dozens of guards all turned into a group of blood rain, floating in the air.
When Huang Xiaolong came to the ancient city wind, the ancient city wind found that the magical power in the body suddenly became violent, his eyes were round and round, and then, like those guards, the whole body exploded.
Huang Xiaolong went straight.
When Huang Xiaolong went out to Xu Yuan, those blood rains fell from the air in the air.
The ancient city wind did not know what Huang Xiaolong hated most.
Huang Xiaolong’s face is indifferent, and it seems that nothing has happened.
"Solomon." Huang Xiaolong said to himself.
In the end, do you want to go to the Shuramen branch of this source of God? He always feels that Shura Gate in the lower bounds of the soul world is related to Hell Solomon. Even he has a feeling of faintness. When he was under the control of Shumen, the master was mad at me. It should be in the Shura world, and maybe even Hell Shura. Disciple of the door.
However, in the of Shura, the strongest force is not Shuramen, but an organization called Pluto!
This organization called Pluto is extremely mysterious. No one knows who the real controller is behind him. Even his master, the king of Hongmeng, the brother Jiang Hong, the Golden Horn Mavericks do not know.
Will this Pluto organization be created by the Lord of Hell? After all, another name for the Lord of Hell is Pluto? Huang Xiaolong thought.
(Going into hell, the plot turns, today I am trying my best to plot the plot, considering whether or not to let Huang Xiaolong worship Solomon, my heart is very contradictory) (to be continued.)