Chapter 2819: You are not a waste!

All the masters of the Holy Land are also incredible.
With the current strength of the Holy Devil, it is the first master of Fu Daosheng, such as Fu Daosheng, half-step respect, and it is impossible to bear the impact of the holy devil's palms!
Unless it is a Taoist strong!
No, even if the ordinary Daozun has a strong initial, it is impossible to keep it moving. The injury and the immobility are two things. Huang Xiaolong is not moving!
"I said, in my eyes, you are a useless waste!" Huang Xiaolong looked at the incredible demon, and said: "I stand here and you attack, you even my fur is shaking. No, you are not a waste!"
You are not a waste!
You can't even shake my fur!
Huang Xiaolong’s words swayed in the mind of the Holy Devil.
The face of the Holy Devil is ugly to the extreme, and he is angry: "I can't believe that you are stronger than the Taoist strong! Huang Xiaolong, you die, give me to die!" After that, the palms suddenly lifted up and again to Huang Xiaolong. Bombardment.
However, this time is not a shoulder, but a chest!
And this blow, the power is obviously stronger than just now!
boom!
The holy devil's palms slammed on the chest of Huang Xiaolong, and a loud shock louder than before.
However, what made Wing Xiaoxiao and others shocked was that they saw that Huang Xiaolong still did not move!
"This, how, how?"
How could this be!
She really couldn't understand, like the ancestor of the sacred ancestors, the late Jiuzhong peak, the bombardment of Huang Xiaolong, an ancestor in the middle of the second half, Huang Xiaolong turned out to be moving!
Eucalyptus!
It is a real banyan tree!
The holy demon is smaller than the wing, the green, the sacred sacred masters are even more shocking, even more unbelievable, he made a full blow, when hitting Huang Xiaolong, it was like a sacred world!
Yes, it is the feeling of the sacred world.
The sacred world is vast and boundless, and the vastness is boundless. It is the Taoist stalwart who has been madly killing hundreds of millions of years, and it is impossible to shake a sacred world. Even if the Taoist nine strong is in front of the vast sacred interface, it is also Small as an ant.
The holy devil now, in front of Huang Xiaolong, has the feeling of being as small as an ant.
This feeling is so absurd, but it is so real!
At this moment, a small force in the body of Huang Xiaolong shook, this terrorist force, shocked the Holy Devils to retreat, and then rolled back and forth, directly rolled out tens of thousands of miles, lying on the beach in the distant island.
Gravel splashes.
"His Royal Highness!"
The master of the holy devil does not panic.
As soon as Huang Xiaolong stepped, he came to the top of the head of the holy demon. He slammed down and directly bombed the holy demon into the bottom of the island. Then, the holy demon penetrated the bottom of the island and broke into the lake bottom under the silver dragon lake.
The entire uninhabited island was smashed by Huang Xiaolong, and the lake around Yinlong Lake set off thousands of waves.
"I said, kill you, you don't need a big fan!" Huang Xiaolong sneered.
Wing Xiaolu and others are shocked again and again.
"Don't he defeat the holy demon in the first place, not really relying on the power of the big squad?!" Wing Xiaoyan muttered to himself.
"No, it's impossible! At first, he obviously relied on the power of the big bang!"
"How could he be so strong, how could he be such a strong ancestor?"
Wing Xiaolu could not accept this fact, and he was a little crazy and incoherent.
Don't say that she, the green scorpion and the masters of the holy devils are equally unacceptable, even if it is the most enchanting one in the sacred world, it is impossible to do it in March. It is impossible to defeat the ancestor in the middle of the ancestors. Nine masters.
What's more, the holy demon is still the peak of the ancestor's nine-fold late stage, or the soul of the next day, or the blood of the holy devil!
Surrounded by a quiet, except for the island that was broken by Huang Xiaolong, the island continued to collapse and still sinking into the bottom of Yinlong Lake. There is no other sound.
More than two hundred masters of the Holy Devils, no one dared to go forward to Huang Xiaolong, is the strange strength of Huang Xiaolong, scared!
After Huang Xiaolong’s fist, he was about to take out the holy demon from the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, the lake broke open and blasted. Only a figure flew up and flew up. It was the holy demon who was rushed into the bottom of the lake.
I saw a huge punch hole in the chest of the Holy Devil!
This boxing hole caused his armor to burst into the chest, leaving his entire chest deeply recessed, almost revealing from the back.
The holy devil's body is covered with hair, full of pollution, and blood.
"His Royal Highness!" The masters of the Holy Land are pleasantly surprised and want to go forward.
"You all give me away!" The Holy Devil is roaring in anger. He is screaming with all his strength, and his voice is shaking around the lake.
The master of the holy demon land scared a big jump and did not dare to go forward.
At this time, the holy demon swallowed a medicinal herb, the light flashed in the hand, the holy magic sword appeared, and then, countless saints, countless devils, constantly condensed around their bodies, apparently, he completely spurred the body of the holy Magic has no blood.
However, this is not the case, the Holy Spirit is the soul of the next day, the six high-ranking sacred creatures break out of the body, suspended in the sky, all corners of Yinlong Lake suddenly shined brightly by its soul.
The breath of the Holy Devil is constantly rising.
The sacred sword in his hands is constantly blazing.
The boxing hole in his chest even began to recover.
"Huang Xiaolong, I don't believe it. I can't kill you as an ancestor." The holy demon roared, and the holy magic sword in his hand was lifted up. The sword pointed to the void, in the void, and the swordsman suddenly smashed from the void. The roll rolled down.
These swordsmen formed a sword-like river, and under the traction of the holy demon, they rushed to the top of Huang Xiaotou.
"Sword River is down!"
The holy demon whispered, and the sound was heard all over the world.
This is the law of the Kendo Avenue, which is also the kendo of the Qing Dynasty.
The power of Dao Zun’s avenue is much stronger than the law of the starting ancestor.
The Jianhe River fell to the sky and had not yet reached the top of Huang Xiaolong. The lake around Huang Xiaolong was smashed by the sword. Yes, it was clean, the breakthrough disappeared, and the islands around Huang Xiaolong were instantly pierced by swords and dissipated. .
"Dead!" The Holy Devil's face is awkward.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the blow, his face was calm, and he slowly raised his hand. Just that punch, he just used the power of a soul, so now, three souls!
This time, once, solve the Holy Devil!
He has already sensed that the strong neighbors are being attracted by this side and keep coming.
Let's solve this holy devil first.
For the drooping Jianhe River, Huang Xiaolong did not look at it, let him bombard it, and the double fists blazed and slammed into the holy magic.
An ice blue light and a red flame light rushed from the yellow dragon's fist to the holy demon, blasted into the body of the holy demon, and then revealed through its back.