When Zhang Yihui saw that Huang Xiaolong said that he was indeed destined to be, he laughed even more.

"Huang Xiaolong, if it weren't for you, that Hongmeng Holy Aura would have been mine!" Zhang Yihui said with a hatred: "If it weren't for that Hongmeng Holy Aura, so many genius saints wouldn't have died in our Ancient Emperor Holy Land, and so many genius saints wouldn't have died in our Holy Land Alliance!"

In the Mirage Arena Battle, in order to obtain the Hongmeng Holy Aura, the Holy Land Alliance challenged Huang Xiaolong the most, so the Holy Land Alliance had the most genius disciples.

After the Mirage Battle, the masters of the Holy Land Alliance returned with great heartache and hated Huang Xiaolong! Especially after the ancient emperor saint Duan Xuan returned, he directly knocked dozens of land out of the land, which finally vented the anger in his heart. At the same time, Duan Xuan slapped Zhang Yihui a few times.

According to the ancient emperor saint Duan Xuan, if it weren't for the useless disciple Zhang Yihui, if Zhang Yihui had robbed the Hongmeng holy energy, there would be no need for their Ancient Emperor Holy Land and Holy Land Alliance to challenge the arena, and so many genius holy sons would not have been lost.

So, Zhang Yihui hated Huang Xiaolong.

During the battle on the arena, among the genius disciples of the ancient emperor's holy land who fell, there was his best junior brother.

When Huang Xiaolong heard Zhang Yihui push all this on him, he didn't argue and said calmly: "Then what do you want."

Zhang Yihui's eyes shone coldly: "I didn't think about anything. I just wanted to destroy you, your legs, your lower body, your holy vein and holy body, and explode your holy celestial paradise, making you a monster that is neither human nor ghost!"

Cang Ping of the Supreme Holy Land said at this time: "If he is destroyed, it will be a huge trouble after he goes out. He will be defeated directly. If you know this, I will not be able to investigate the Holy Heaven Organization."

After the Mirage Arena, there were too many forces who wanted to kill Huang Xiaolong.

First, because Huang Xiaolong has three major evolutionary holy characters, his talent is really terrifying. Countless holy places in the holy world want to kill Huang Xiaolong.

Second, because of the Mirage Arena Battle, Huang Xiaolong killed too many genius saints, and those saints were treasures that the major ancient tribes in the holy places tried their best to cultivate.

Zhang Yihui's supreme holy land Cangping said that Huang Xiaolong was going to bear fruit. He nodded and said to Huang Xiaolong: "Huang Xiaolong, we are also old acquaintances. For the sake of your and I acquaintance, I will give you a choice and let you choose how to die. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

As for the holy medicine Tide Flower in Huang Xiaolong's hand, the two of them were not in a hurry to snatch it. Anyway, Huang Xiaolong is already a dying person, and the Tide Flower will be theirs sooner or later.

Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently, and did not get angry. He looked at Zhang Yihui and the others with some jokes: "I don't want to die yet."

Zhang Yihui did not hear the profound meaning of Huang Xiaolong's words, and laughed: "Don't want to die? Why? Do you want to kneel down and beg me? Please don't kill you?"

"That's not impossible. You kneel down first, pretend to be a dog and bark a few times, or pretend to be a pig, pretend to be a Saro pig and yell. You know, the lowly animal like a Saro pig."

The supreme holy land Cangping also sneered: "Huang Xiaolong, when you were fighting in the Mirage Arena, you saw that you were so majestic and swept invincible. That heroic spirit, I didn't expect it to be a cartilage."

Obviously, he also thought Huang Xiaolong said he didn't want to die, but wanted to beg for mercy.

Huang Xiaolong suddenly said, "Zhang Yihui, as the chief holy son of the ancient emperor holy land, you have achieved the holy genius and holy body rankings, right?"

Zhang Yihui was stunned and then smiled and said, "That's natural. Although my talent is not as good as Tan Juan, Li Chen, and Xie Bufan, he is not weaker than Dou Rui." His smile was proud.

"Then I'll be relieved." Huang Xiaolong nodded, and then said, "Kill you and devour your holy celestial vein and holy body. It should allow me to evolve a lot of the three holy celestial celestial veins and holy bodies."

Zhang Yihui and Cang Ping were stunned.

Then, Zhang Yihui laughed and looked at Huang Xiaolong like an idiot: "You said you want to kill me?"

Huang Xiaolong nodded with a serious look: "Not bad."

Zhang Yihui smiled so hard that he sprayed his saliva: "Are you sure? Are you sure you have no problem with your brain now?"

"I'm very sure!" Huang Xiaolong continued to be serious.

Zhang Yihui smiled and said, "Okay, since you have no problem with your brain, take a punch. If you can take a punch, I will make you feel more comfortable." After that, he punched Huang Xiaolong in the head.

He wanted to smash Huang Xiaolong's head first.

The supreme holy land Cangping was so happy that he watched.

Because of the similarity, Zhang Yihui instantly hit Huang Xiaolong with one punch.

Seeing that Zhang Yihui was about to hit Huang Xiaolong in the head and knocked Huang Xiaolong out, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's body shone brightly, and a golden figure appeared. With a horizontal hand, he blocked Zhang Yihui's fist in front of Huang Xiaolong.

The amazing holy power swept across.

Zhang Yihui and Cangping were so scared that they were trembling by this amazing saint, especially Zhang Yihui was almost scared to fall down.

The two looked at the golden figure in front of them in fear, which looked exactly the same as Huang Xiaolong but had a holy power over the sky.

"You, this is the holy soul?" Zhang Yihui ate, his voice trembling violently.

The reaction of the supreme holy land Cangping was not much different from that of Zhang Yihui. His eyes widened, frightened, unbelievable, and shocked.

The answer to Zhang Yihui was the finger of Huang Xiaolong's holy soul. Huang Xiaolong summoned the dragon-type holy soul. The dragon-type holy soul just raised his hand and bounced it gently. Zhang Yihui was like being blown by a thousand-level typhoon. He blasted out shrimps, smashed countless mountains, plowed out a super tunnel on the ground, and lay on the beach at the edge of the island.

However, Huang Xiaolong did not kill him with this finger. Huang Xiaolong wanted to keep his dog's life and then devour his holy celestial, holy vein and holy body later.

At this time, Cang Ping of the Supreme Holy Land finally woke up. After waking up, he did not attack Huang Xiaolong, but instead fled in a conditioned manner.

But as soon as he flew up, he heard a cold voice behind him.

"The Long Yuan Prosperity!"

Suddenly, the dragon roar resounded through the world, countless divine dragons flew out, and the dragons were formed one by one.

A terrifying destructive force roared from behind him.

In horror, he suddenly turned his head and saw the vast and various divine dragons, and the unique light gathered together by countless divine dragons that were spectacular and shocking.

The next moment, like Zhang Yihui, he went out with a shrimp.

He fell heavily on the beach, his face covered in mud, and his mouth was sprayed with red things.

With Huang Xiaolong's dragon-type holy soul now casting a Dragon Yuan Shengshi attack, even many Holy Realm level 2 are difficult to catch, not to mention that this Cangping is only the early stage of the first level of the Holy Realm.

Huang Xiaolong stepped out of the air and came to the two of them.
Chapter completed!