Chapter 335: Temple of the Virgin

Huang Xiaolong looked at the proud white snow and sneered: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have no breakthrough in strength, but it really disappoints me."
The arrogant white snow heard the words, the face was ugly to the extreme.
Although the Sanctuary is strong, the strength is extremely difficult to improve. It is normal for ten years and decades without breakthrough. However, Huang Xiaolong’s words are like a sharp blade and are stuck in his heart.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "I admit, you are indeed very strong now, but you think that you are a congenital tenth-order peak, can you really balance with the sanctuary?"
At this time, he has already seen that Huang Xiaolong is only the inferior peak of the tenth step, and did not break through to the sanctuary.
Therefore, although he was seriously injured by Huang Xiaolong, he still did not put Huang Xiaolong in his heart.
In front of the sanctuary, even the semi-Sacred peaks are only killed by the , not to mention a congenital tenth-order late peak? He does not believe that Huang Xiaolong can break this ancient law!
The proud white snow did not retain the strength, and the momentum was released. Above the head, a white eagle appeared. This white eagle was white, with wide wings and double claws like silver. It flashed in the sun. Sharp cold mans.
This is the proud white snow martial arts, snow sculpture!
The martial arts snow sculpture was called out, and the arrogant white snow instantly became a soul. After the soul, the whole body was covered with a thick layer of white armor, and even the eyes became white, and the five fingers of the arms grew like snow claws. Sharp blade.
The breath of the sanctuary is soaring, like a prisoner.
The city of Luotong was shrouded in this breath, and all of them were stunned and stunned.
Then, Ao Baixue summoned his sanctuary space. His sanctuary space is somewhat different from that of Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen’s sanctuary space is blue, blue flames are thriving, and proud white snow is snow white. Around the Sanctuary space, the light resembling a snowdrop landed.
At this time, Fan Yiming and others who had already retired to a great distance, all looked fearful and looked at the arrogant white snow. The atmosphere of the sanctuary was so powerful!
Just when the arrogant snow was enchanted and the Sanctuary space was called out, Huang Xiaolong also turned out the body of Shura, and called out the black and blue double dragons. Under the eyes of everyone, the black and blue dragons were enchanted.
A vast ancient Longwei swept from Huang Xiaolong, and even smugly covered the snow.
"Sunset God fist!" Ao Baixue immediately shot, and when he shot, it was a full blow, with a double fist and a wave, hitting Huang Xiaolong.
I saw it under the double fists, the huge air waves rotated, forming a circle, and the middle of the circular air waves, it was a very flame, shining with glare.
Two round fists, like two sunsets, bloom the last rays of the day, and the power of fear is full of endings, the beauty of the evening.
This sunset fist is the skill that the temple does not pass.
According to legend, it is a very high fighting skill in the temple.
When Huang Xiaolong saw it, he did not retreat, and the double fists rushed out, illusory, mysterious and unpredictable.
No gods!
"Boom!" A loud noise.
Sunset, nothing, two punches.
The horrible waves spread to the four sides, and the devastating forces caused all the surrounding street buildings to collapse, and all the street tiles were picked up and turned into stone powder.
As for the recent delicious restaurant, it has already disappeared into the boxing wave, and there is no residue left.
Far away, Fan Yiming, Wu Feng and others looked at the horrible boxing wave that was constantly spreading. His face was pale, and he was so frightened that he was flustered and ran away.
Some of the escapist apocalyptic elders were beaten by the fists and flew out. When they landed, they were already dead.
Seeing the Fengshen elders who were beaten by the punches and instantly stunned, Fan Yiming turned pale, but fortunately, the constantly spreading fist wave in front of him finally stopped.
Lu Hao looked at the punching wave that was swept over, but it was also a dead face. However, when the boxing wave was about to roll him, the giant ghost sealed Yang and raised his hand and shot the punching wave.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yan, who was sweating all over the body, couldn’t help but watch the giant ghost seal Yang.
Above the sky, Huang Xiaolong's two bodies were shocked at the same time, and they retreated.
However, after a retreat, Huang Xiaolong's figure disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, it had already come to the front of the proud white snow. The whole body was released, and the Buddha’s palm was shot.
The proud white snow eyes are shocked.
"Sunset night!" proud white snow fists panic out.
I saw the sunset and the waves broke out, and the surrounding space instantly fell into the darkness.
The proud white snow is hidden in the darkness.
This is a tactic of defense in the sun of the gods, it is extremely difficult to practice, you must understand the rules of day and night to practice.
If this trick is cultivated to the extreme, a boxing out can instantly change the days and nights around the world. Of course, only the sanctuary who understands the law of space can cultivate.
The proud white snow shape is hidden in the darkness, and Huang Xiaolong’s Buddha’s palm is shot.
Huang Xiaolong saw it, sneered, and the eye of the eyebrow of Hell opened. In an instant, it locked the arrogant white snow. One finger slammed out and penetrated the darkness of the sunset fist, hitting the proud white snow.
The proud white snow screamed, falling from the darkness, pale face.
"You, can you see me?!" He couldn't believe to look at Huang Xiaolong.
He is extremely confident about the trick of the sunset, and even if he is an ordinary sacred second-order powerhouse, he can't see where he is.
Just now, if there was no sanctuary space to protect, I suffered a part of Huang Xiaolong’s attacking power. I was afraid that Huang Xiaolong had just pierced his chest.
Huang Xiaolong did not open his mouth, his face was indifferent, his hands flashed, and the blade of Shura was called.
The blade of Shura has been swayed out, and countless blades have become a chain of chains, with thousands of them, all over the surrounding space, sweeping away from the proud white snow.
The proud white snow can't hide, the look is panic, and swears: "There is a trace of falling snow!"
The white flame of the whole body rose, and only above the sky, a piece of snow flame fell, and the flame-like flames continued to rotate, forming a protective shackle around the body of the proud white snow.
Numerous chains of death are circled and circled, and the space around the arrogant white snow is constantly locked, and all the space of the arrogant white snow is locked.
Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed and came to the top of his head. The sword of Shura in his hand swung down, and countless thunder flashed, and it burst into flames, breaking through the snow flame protection of the proud white snow.
The proud white snow is cut by the thunderblade. Even if there is a sanctuary space guard, the whole body is like a thousand-knife scraping, painful screams, falling from the sky and falling to the ground.
Huang Xiaolong's figure slowly fell, settled in front of him, watching the whole body of the blade marks indifferently, braving the arrogant snow of thunder.
Although the sanctuary strong has a sanctuary space, the sanctuary space is not unbreakable, but the defense is tyrannical. As long as the attack reaches a certain level, it can break its sanctuary space defense.
The proud white snow slowly climbed up from the ground and smiled at Huang Xiaolong: "I didn't expect that I would be arrogant and snowy, but I would die in your innate hands." When he said this, he had a smile and laughed: "But Xiaolong, I am dead." The temple will send other people to kill you, and I believe that one day, you will die in the hands of our temple!"
"Saints?" Huang Xiaolong was indifferent.
See Huang Xiaolong look, proud white snow road: "Forgot to tell you, Li Wei is now our temple god!"
(Tomorrow continues two more) (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!)