"So what? Do you still have the ability to move me now?" Zhang San lay on the ground, looking at the warriors around him, his face full of contempt: "Just these wastes?"

He put his hands behind his head and looked at the sky.

The monks were instructed by the prophet and surrounded him and prepared to capture him.

Zhang San whistled.

boom!

The monks' movements stopped and then turned into ashes.

"You are still too young. When I created you, did you really think I didn't leave a way to destroy you?" Zhang San sighed: "You are not humans, I don't know the complexity of human hearts. Destroying you is not a killing donkey, but the result of the power struggle. If I really want to destroy you, why do you still trap you in the divine realm and protect you?"

He turned his head and looked at the prophet: "You can leave, really think it was your wastes who planned it? The only one of you who really has the right to decide is Li Si. Without one of us to help, can you come out? The most pitiful thing about the puppet is that it is manipulated and does not know it."

After saying that, Zhang San closed his eyes.

His face began to turn yellow.

Immediately afterwards, my body began to turn yellow.

"Damn it!" The prophet was trembling, but he had no strength at all.

It is a blessing to not die.

Now these monks have also been lost, and the prophet has no idea what to do.

Moreover, Zhang San's change was completely beyond his expectations.

A few minutes later.

Zhang San was golden in shape and turned into a statue.

"The invincible golden body?"

Just then, a strange voice came.

"who!"

The prophet turned around and looked at the person behind him with his empty eye sockets. "Huangdi?"

He said in surprise.

"How could you come!"

Nanling is nearly 10,000 kilometers away.

If you want to come here, it will take more than one day.

Even when he brought Zhang Sant to the scene, Huang Feilong received the news and could not have come here so quickly.

"You forgot that after the collapse of the Nine Spirit Temple, this is my territory. If I come to my territory to cause trouble, I can't come and see it?" Huang Feilong's mouth kept twitching, and there were also dragons flashing in his eyes.

His face was gloomy and his hands trembled from time to time.

The whole person's condition is very strange.

"I heard that you caught Zhang San, this is a good thing." Huang Feilong took a few steps, walked to the prophet, raised his eyebrows, and laughed unconcealedly: "It's really... a waste."

When he spoke, the corners of his mouth kept trembling wildly, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Fengshantai is also where I have been!" The prophet stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

soon.

Many monks ran from all directions.

There are nearly a hundred.

"In order to keep Zhang San, I think you have done everything you can." Huang Feilong twitched his lips and smiled dullly: "But it's a pity that you were severely injured by Li Shier and were dissected by Yin Jian, and you have already suffered a serious injury to your vitality. Now Zhang San has a fatal blow. Why are you fighting with me? Just them?"

Huang Feilong pointed at the monks and shook his head and said, "These things may have become my trouble before, but now..."

He opened his mouth suddenly!

"roar!"

A dragon roar came!

boom!

All the monks exploded!

The skin was fried to crush.

Without the skin, they no longer exist.

The skin on the prophet's head was also directly shattered.

"The real dragon appears, are you still planning to fight against me?" Huang Feilong stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers proudly.

He didn't even look at the prophet in an upright tone and ordered: "Submit me. If you don't want to accept it, then treat it as working with me. But there is only one opportunity. Remember, if you lose this opportunity, you will lose everything."

"Submit? Impossible!"

The prophet's headless body stood there, and his clothes had also been blown to pieces.

But suddenly, seven lights appeared in the body.

Those are seven hearts!

The seven orifices are exquisite heart!

In a moment!

The light is magnificent.

The prophet disappeared.

It seems to have never appeared.

"Um?"

Huang Feilong narrowed his eyes and looked around.

There is no sign at all.

"King, we are here."

At this moment, a group of Nanling guards ran over behind Huang Feilong.

"Search the mountain and take this golden statue back and offer it to our Nanling temple. I want to see if these shitty temples are powerful or Zhang San is powerful!"

Huang Feilong's mouth twitched and his body was trembling, not like a normal person at all.

"But what if..." the chief guard said worriedly: "Is it a more dangerous behavior to bring Zhang San back to our headquarters? "

"If there is no in case, Zhang San has come to this point, it means there is really nothing I can do." Huang Feilong raised his hand and signaled the chief guard not to speak again. "Do as I said. When searching the mountains, you must search carefully."

"clear!"

The chief guard led the man to disperse quickly.

"Dongling, where are we going to play tonight?" Huang Feilong stretched out his hand and hugged Dongling in his arms: "I was so useless that I took you out of Qingcheng, and I knew I cared about you very much."

"Haha, Boss Huang, don't talk like this. I'm a veteran. If you don't say anything else, just focus on our hobby, just like-mindedness." Dong Ling rubbed her hands: "Damn Chen Longxiang looked at me every day, and it's not easy to escape. But let's talk first. If you really fight with Li Shier, I still have to help Li Shier. One code is the same."

"I want to fight. If you really want to fight, don't talk about you, I'm not easy to deal with Luo Shuyan. But I still have to fight. After the fight, I won't delay drinking." Huang Feilong timid Dongling: "Go out and have a drink? I heard that a big restaurant has emerged recently, which is dedicated to receiving high-end warriors. Have you heard of it?"

"Wan Jimeng? I always feel that this name is disgusting to Li Shier." Dong Ling thought for a while and spoke.

"Not bad! Haha, I heard that the girl inside is very serious. After finishing her work, let's go and have a look." Huang Feilong said and left with a smile.

Qingcheng.

Li Shier stood in front of the office.

"Drawing, tell me, is that the person who died, Zhang San?" Li Shier always felt something was wrong when he thought of the last painting.

If Zhang San really dies so easily, would it be Zhang San?

Otherwise, it would have deceived him, or the one who lost his head would not be Zhang San.

The painting did not respond.

Li Shier punched the painting and said numbly, "Why can't you recognize the reality when you are in my hand?"

"I want a cup of green tea." This passage appeared on the painting.

"You're good at this?" Li Shier picked up the teacup and poured the tea on the canvas.

The tea quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Changes began to appear on the drawing.

It was a restaurant.

It is very simple, like the architectural style hundreds of years ago.

There is no concrete and no glass as it is today.

There are three words on the plaque.
Chapter completed!