Chapter 1377: Kowloon Imperial Palace Special Envoy
Chapter 1377: Kowloon Imperial Palace Special Envoy
Chapter 1377: Kowloon Imperial Palace Special Envoy
"Master, be careful" in the moment of the millennium, the emptiness of the demon prisoner suddenly stunned, the body shape instantly rose, turned into hundreds of feet, a huge double palm, blocked the horror knife.
The gas of the devil is like a raging wave.
At this moment, the virtual demon prisoner no longer retains strength.
The breath of the third stage of the king of God was completely released.
I saw that the horrible knife actually broke the scent of the devil, and squatted on the palms of the sacred beast.
There is a huge crack in the palm of the sacred beast, and the dark black blood is sprayed out like a fountain, and it falls on the ground. Like countless meteorites, the ground is so loud that it trembles.
The imaginary demon beast snorted and snorted, and the body shape was unable to retreat by the impact. It only stopped for a few seconds.
It was too sudden in front of me, and everyone in the building and the sea people were shocked at the same time.
The strength of the shocked virtual demon prisoner is even stronger than they imagined. It is even more shocking that the sudden emergence of the knife can actually hurt the virtual demon prison.
In addition, the virtual **** demon beast, a **** king, third-order or above, the stronger actually called Huang Xiaolong is the master
When everyone was shocked, the sky flashed, and a middle-aged man wearing a terracotta robes appeared in the volley. There was a Kowloon pattern on the brocade. The body was full of breath and strong, and it completely overshadowed the imaginary prisoner.
Huang Xiaolongs eyes suddenly swelled. Although the imaginary demon prisoner is the third-order late stage of the **** king, but the combat power is comparable to the fourth stage of the **** king, this middle-aged man, a knife hits the virtual heaven and the imprisoned beast, then its strength, fear is the fourth stage of the **** king
Even if there is no fourth-order late stage of the **** king, it is also the fourth-order mid-peak peak of the **** king.
The people of the desperate Hai people who saw the middle-aged people just now saw the costumes of the middle-aged people and their faces were ecstatic.
Feng Yingying and the ancestors of the Haizu, the head of the family quickly came to the middle-aged person, respectfully worshipped: "Seeing the Kowloon to make adults"
The person who came is really a person who knows the sea.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes are shining.
And Jin Mei, blood knife, Zhu Yi, Xuan Bing and others have changed their faces.
Obviously. Several people are aware of the identity of the person coming.
The middle-aged man of Kowloon made nod to Feng Yingying and others: "I heard that the Vientiane Haizu people have inherited the blood of the sea emperor, so I sent you over to see it, you all get up."
Feng Yingying and others respectfully should be, this will stand up.
Kowloon made middle-aged people fall on Feng Yingying. Nodded: "You are the new generation of Haihuang of the Vientiane Haizu, and it has inherited the blood of the sea emperor, and has completely awakened the blood of the sea king, it is not bad, then you will return to the Kowloon Imperial Palace with me."
Feng Yingyings face was overjoyed. The most charming: "Xie Jiulong makes adults", and then looks at Huang Xiaolong with hate: "However, Kowloon makes adults, if you come late, we will all die in this person."
The middle-aged people in Kowloon smiled lightly: "Do not worry, these people, I will naturally kill them all. My disciples in the Kowloon Imperial Palace will not be able to bully them." When it comes to this, the eyes are on the imaginary prisoner: "Hell imaginary demon beast? I am going to refine a furnace of ancient gods, but also lack of blood in a **** of advanced Warcraft. Your blood is just right"
As if he wanted to kill the virtual beast, it was a few knives.
His eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong: "Just, I am curious, how can you conquer a third-level Warcraft in the late stage of a ancestral god, of course, wait for you to take it down, and you will know your memory." ""
In the distance, Xuan Bings ancestors were overjoyed. I didnt expect the peaks and turns, but there was a special envoy of the Kowloon Imperial Palace.
Huang Xiaolong. It seems that even God wants you to die.
At this time, Jin Mei and the blood knife both flashed and came to Huang Xiaolong.
"This person is the special envoy of the Kowloon Imperial Palace, and it should be just a ambassador. However, the disciples who can become special envoys of the Kowloon Imperial Palace are extremely talented, and at least the fourth-order strength of the **** king." Jin Mei reminded Huang Xiaolong that A look of worry: "Little dragon, wait. Master and the virtual demon prisoner to resist this special envoy of the Kowloon Emperor, you are looking for an opportunity to escape"
"The Kowloon Imperial Palace is the power behind the sea." The blood knife ancestor is afraid that Huang Xiaolong does not know the relationship between the Hai and the Kowloon Imperial Palace, so he added another sentence.
Listening to Master Jin Mei said that he should resist the virtual heaven and the imprisoned beast, let himself escape, Huang Xiaolong's heart is warm, Master Jinmei is only the first step of the **** king, compared with the special envoy of the fourth-order Jiulong Imperial Palace of the **** king, the difference is too much, the consequences of resistance, Ninety-nine percent will fall.
But Master Jin Mei still chose to do this.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the special envoy of the Kowloon Imperial Palace, his eyes flashed, and a Kowloon Imperial Palace had the fourth-order strength of the gods. It seems that this Kowloon Imperial Palace is also a major force in the realm of the gods.
At this time, the special envoy of the Kowloon Imperial Palace looked at Jin Mei and Huang Xiaolong sneer: "Escape? You can't escape today, you have to die here." Speaking of this, both eyes killing, on the golden eyebrow: "Since you want to die, Then I will fulfill you now, killing your sword first." The light flashed in the hand and a giant knife appeared.
The blade is very large, revealing the chill of Sensen, and the sorrow of the sorrow is entangled. This is the scent of the soul that has not been killed.
"Ghost King"
The special envoy of the Kowloon Palace suddenly slammed down the golden eyebrows.
Shaking all the way to the world, I saw a heavy knife shadow smashed from the sky, countless ghosts entangled, as if from the knife of hell, the knife of death
"Golden Fields, Jinwu Shooting Day"
Jin Mei's face changed greatly, and he exerted his best to exert the strongest blow of the Golden Field God. He saw that the power of countless gold condensed into a Taigu Jinwu, like a sharp arrow, and constantly hit the past with that heavy knife.
However, it was useless at all. I saw that the knife of the ghost king would tear the one that was only Taigu Jinwu, and the knife would not stop, and the eyebrows would be unstoppable.
The breath of death will cover the golden eyebrows, so strong.
Seeing the golden eyebrows, they must be broken into two halves by a heavy knife. Suddenly, a stunned beast, a virtual scorpion beast appears, and Zhangkou suddenly screams, and a light cannon formed by a smoldering gas rotates, constantly slamming That heavy knife shadow.
Under the smoldering of the demon, the heavy knife shadow was finally weakened and eventually dissipated.
However, the virtual demon prisoner was shaken back and forth.
"Hey, I have to see how many tricks you can pick up." The special envoy of the Kowloon Palace screamed coldly, and the ghostly sword once again smashed down to the virtual demon prisoner and the golden eyebrow.
Fng and Huang Xiaolong retired to a distance.
Although fng children want to go forward to help, but the battle of the gods, it is not that they can participate.
The special envoy of the Kowloon Palace has a knife and a knife, and it is a knife.
Finally, the golden eyebrows were smashed, the figure was inverted, and the blood in the mouth was mad, but the imaginary prisoner was better, but it was also scratched by the knife and the wound was full. To be continued.
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