Chapter 2172: Is it my turn? not necessarily

"Yes." Huang Xiaolong looked at the horror of the horrible king of the country: "killing you, it is enough to dominate the sixth stage of the late peak!"
This retreat, swallowing the mixed yuan Tianlong Dan and Da Luobao Longdan, although ultimately did not break through to dominate the high-order, but he has reached the extreme of the peak of the sixth-order late stage, within the Holy World, Huang Xiaolong still has a complete grasp Killing the country of terrorism!
"Huang Xiaolong, you are not here to put shit, don't say Dong Cheng brothers, even if it is me, it is enough to kill you!" At this moment, the voice of God's cold voice sounded.
I saw that God was flying from afar.
After he swallowed his remedy in the morning, his injury stopped temporarily. Although the injury in the morning had stopped, God could see that it would take 100,000 years to recover completely. There may be permanent injuries that will affect the future.
This makes God more violent to Huang Xiaolong.
God will hand over the morning to a master of heaven, and come to the side of the terrorist king Dong Cheng: "Dong is a brother, let me take it, I will kill this yellow puppy by myself!"
In his view, as long as Huang Xiaolong has not yet broken through to dominate the high-order, then he can completely suppress Huang Xiaolong with the strength of his current Dafa Dafa!
He had to personally kill Huang Xiaolong and cast his killing with Huang Xiaolong's blood.
Listening to the main hand to kill Huang Xiaolong, the terrorist king east hesitated, nodded: "Alright, I am guarding the big brother of God to prevent Huang Xiaolong from escaping!"
"Well, thank you Dong Cheng brother!" God said.
The two talked and ignored Huang Xiaolong. It seems that Huang Xiaolong is already on the board and only needs to be slaughtered.
"Lord, or else, will I join forces with you?" The Holy Lord came forward and said to Huang Xiaolong.
Lord? !
Listening to the sage of the lord of the king, Huang Xiaolong, the chief of the terrorist state, Dong Cheng and God, are not surprised.
"No, you step back." Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and said indifferently.
The sage of the Holy Lord should be resigned.
God screamed coldly: "The Holy Lord, you are also the top ten masters of Tianlu, one who dominates the late nine-order powerhouse, and even recognizes a younger generation who is the sixth-order master. You have really lost our heavenly road. The face of the big master!"
At this time, Huang Xiaolong stepped forward and stepped forward to God: "You have too many words, have you finished? If you want to die first, then I will kill you first, then kill the terrorists!"
Every time Huang Xiaolong takes a step, the light behind him will be hot.
I saw Huang Xiaolong’s heavy light rising behind him, like a bright sun rising one after another. Huang Xiaolong is the light-starting who created the light.
Under the bright light of Huang Xiaolong, the wounded victim of the sacred Heavenly Kingdom disciples continued to recover at an alarming rate. The wounds in his body healed and the damaged nerves in his body were cured.
Not only that, but all the disciples of the Holy Trinity only feel that the body is full of vitality and vitality, as if there is endless power to continue to give birth.
When God saw it, he sneered: "Little light, your light power, passed down to the ancestors of the light, can only save a few people, see my funeral Dafa, and bury your light!"
After that, he summoned the burial god, and the burial stood on the top of his head. He grew up and became a giant python. The cockroach was opened and the infinite swells were smoldering. Only the creatures around the country were wilted. Go on, all the vitals are drained.
The burial is dying in the air, and a of death condenses.
"go with!"
God waved.
I saw the funeral flying out from the top of his head and heading directly to Huang Xiaolong.
The burial gods are not quick to go, but the people of the sacred heavens only feel uncomfortable, as if the souls are to be taken out of the air. I saw that under the guise of the burial gods, Huang Xiaolong’s heavy light was swallowed up by madness. Inside the burial god.
The burial plowed everything, and went to Huang Xiaolong. He blinked and went to Huang Xiaolong tens of thousands of miles away.
Tens of thousands of miles away, for the burial god, it is just in the blink of an eye.
God sees the priests and devours the light, laughing: "Huang Xiaolong, I am buried in the burial of the gods to bury all your light, now, it is your turn! You are also buried!" After that, the whole body gray light surging The funeral Dafa was completely motivated, and suddenly, the burial smashed and rushed to Huang Xiaolong.
When the burial was covered, all the vitality of the tens of millions of heavens and earth was isolated, and all vitality was completely ruined.
Throughout the funeral sacred mouth, there was a huge death vortex, a gray death vortex, which made people desperate and uncomfortable. It seemed to be trapped in the infinite abyss of death and could not see any hope of living.
Even the sacred heavenly kings who are outside the tens of billions of miles are unbearably vomiting blood.
"Little Dragon!"
"Lord!"
The Golden Horn Mavericks, the King of Hongmeng, the Holy Lord, the Holy Marshal Lan Shifan and others exclaimed.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the burial under the hood, and smiled lightly: "It’s my turn? Not necessarily!" When it comes to this, the light that has been swallowed up by his body suddenly pops up again, and like the tsunami of the last world, whistling the world It is a hundred times more powerful than before.
Throughout the Holy Spirit, all the corners saw this light, and everyone was shrouded in hope, filled with vitality and revived.
The light that was swallowed up by the burial gods also gave a dazzling light from the burial gods, and the infinite death of the burial gods was suppressed!
When Huang Xiaolong drank, he directly banged out.
Bright and beautiful!
Like hundreds of millions of bright sun blasts.
boom!
Huang Xiaolong punched the burial god.
The funeral gods of Taikoo Giant Mountain were actually bombarded by Huang Xiaolong and flew to the void, and then fell to the top of the head of God, and the tens of thousands of death gods were screamed and screamed by Huang Xiaolong. Smash.
God looked at the fallen burial gods at the top of his head, his face was shocked, his voice was screaming, his hands twisted and twisted: "The air is swallowing!" The amazing sea of ​​air rushes out from his hands, trying to catch the burial god.
"Be careful!" The horror king of the country shouted and asked to shoot.
However, the horror king of the country was still half a step late. At this time, Huang Xiaolong slammed into the air and the fist force suddenly slammed into the face of God.
God is stunned, but before I even got a shot, it was like being hit by a tsunami. The whole chest was blown up by Huang Xiaolong. I was shot by Huang Xiaolong, I didn’t know how many peaks I wore, and finally broke into the depths of the earth. Then, the funeral fell and the earth shook.
"Huang Xiaolong, you dare!" The horror king of the country was furious, and the thorns of the hand bones were assassinated by Huang Xiaolong. The cold mans were tens of thousands of people, passing through heavy space, and blinking into the chest of Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong had no time to escape, and these cold mans were on the chest.
The owner of the terror country is happy with his face.