The ancestors in the hall also congratulated Yuan Qianxing and the two of them.

Then, Yuan Qianxing asked Miao Lao: "Miao Lao, that Long Shengtian, I wonder what you will do about it then?"

My old man stretched out his palm and a black pagoda appeared. At the bottom of the black pagoda was a huge altar. Long Shengtian and another ancestor of the foreign palace were suppressed and imprisoned on the altar.

Long Shengtian's robe was broken, his hair was loose, and his body was covered in blood. He could not have the power of the former deputy head of the foreign palace.

"Long Shengtian, you have today too!" Yuan Qianxing sneered at Long Shengtian's miserable appearance.

Long Shengtian suddenly smiled: "Yuan Qianxing, do you think you have really taken the position of the Lord of the Different Mansion? One day, the Lord of the Mansion, Lord Mozhi, will come back and take your dog's head!"

Yuan Qianxing's heart sank, Mo Zhi escaped, which was indeed the thorn in his heart.

"Don't worry, Mo Zhi has been under my witch evil power. His injuries will not recover after hundreds of years." Old Ming said.

Yuan Qianxing then felt relieved.

As long as he is given a few hundred years, even if Mozhi comes back, he will not be afraid.

Old Ming looked at Long Shengtian: "As for Long Shengtian and the others, I have some use. Then I will use my witch tower to extract the power of the great way of the great way of the body of the great way of the two of them little by little, and then use it to refine the great way of the great way pill!"

Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and others were shocked when they heard this.

The Holy Realm, the foreign land, and the Zhenhe did not have the technique of refining the great way of alchemy, but how could Miao Lao actually do it?

Yuan Qianxing couldn't help but feel a little afraid of this old man, and at the same time he was even more surprised by the identity and origin of this old man.

"After squeezing the body of Long Shengtian and his two Dao bodies, their souls, immortal hearts, and I still have it for it." When Mr. Ming said this, his eyes were cold and cold: "At that time, Long Shengtian could not even die, so you don't have to worry about Long Shengtian asking you for revenge at that time!"

Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and others were chilling in their hearts.

Long Shengtian roared and wanted to rush out of the Wu Tower, but was shocked back by the Wu Tower.

"Even if Mo Zhi is here now, he can't save you." Old Ming smiled coldly and said, "Long Shengtian, I gave you a chance a few days ago, but now, you should slowly enjoy the fear and the pain of endless hell. You will never be able to come out in this life!"

"Is that true?" At this moment, a cold sound sounded as if it was blowing from hell.

The voice was abrupt and everyone was stunned.

The ancestors in the hall looked at the voice, and strangely, there was someone who dared to offend the words of Mian Lao.

Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei, Zen Yuli, Yao Chengxin and others heard this familiar voice, but their whole body was shocked and they looked at it suddenly.

"Huang Xiaolong!" Yuan Qianxing, Yuan Baifei and others exclaimed in unison.

Chan Yuli even jumped up.

Have the ancestors in the hall seen Huang Xiaolong before? They were shocked when they heard this. Didn’t it mean that Huang Xiaolong was surrounded and killed by Yuan Qianxing and others, and then stepped into the death hole, and was already dead?

Long Shengtian, who was trapped in the witch tower, was also shocked, and then laughed in surprise: "Haha, Huang Xiaolong, I knew that you were not dead, you would not die!"

Just like seeing water in the desert, Long Shengtian was overjoyed.

Old Ming looked at Huang Xiaolong, and after an accident, his eyes flashed red: "Boy, you have a great life. Even after entering the dead hole, you didn't die!"
Chapter completed!