Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Unexpectedly, not only were they not afraid, but they even wanted to meet the Holy Son?

act recklessly! !

Ning Wuchuan shrugged his shoulders, his attitude was very clear.

And Jin Gui Falcon immediately took out a golden scale, pouring spiritual power into it.

"Moses, Moses! Holy Son, this is Jin Gui Falcon, your number one leg, number one dog, the number one love of the Jiao clan who will scream for me wherever he goes, yo yo!"

"Are you looking for a cut?"

From the other end of the golden scales, came a panting voice that suppressed anger.

"Uh, Holy Son, that woman, I found it."

Jin Guisun smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at Hua Hua, and swallowed hard.

If at this time, Long Aotian knew that the people he brought had been wiped out, he would definitely be furious.

And his fate is not just as simple as being mentally retarded.

"found it?!"

Hearing this, Long Aotian's voice was obviously full of surprise, even the tone of his voice was much softer.

"Where?"

"Don't worry, Holy Son, I've surrounded them. It's near Huangya, west of Huangluo. If you don't come, none of them will be able to leave."

Jin Gui Falcon snorted coldly, quite proud.

"You're doing great, I'll be there soon."

"Welcome Holy Son!"

until! !

The spiritual brilliance on the golden scales disappeared, and Jin Guiying looked at Ning Wuchuan and the others indifferently, "You asked for this, and when the Holy Son of our clan comes, none of you will be able to escape."

"Is it?"

Ning Wuchuan smiled sinisterly, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Ancient Freak?

I don't know if this freak can withstand the rounds of nine hundred Tianmingwei's rounds of competition.

Soon, there was a gust of wind from the end of the sky, and a young man in a golden robe with two feet on his head bared his chest and stepped forward.

Behind him, there are still nine women following, all of whom are not weak, and most of them are the descendants of saintesses from various monster clans.

Of course, with Long Aotian's identity, looking at the land of Huang Luo, there are not many people who can match him.

Today's Jinjiao Clan has no one who can contend, and Zhang Tian is just around the corner.

As long as she becomes his wife and concubine, she will be a woman at the pinnacle of power in the future. Such a good thing... no one wants to miss it.

"Ok?"

Even from a long distance, Long Aotian saw the Jin Gui Falcon standing alone on the top of the mountain, his eyes froze slightly.

Lying...by?

If he remembered correctly, when Jin Gui Falcon left the Jiao clan, at least three hundred members of his clan followed behind him, and there were countless other vassal races.

Why, there is no trace at this time?

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, in the depths of the ancient forest, bursts of rushing wind suddenly came.

Long Aotian's expression froze for a moment, his whole body was full of dragon majesty, and the supreme divine power shattered the world and covered the sky.

Then, I saw him stepping out one step at a time, standing in front of the Nine Girls, with runes all over his body, and stretching out his palm.

"Boom!!"

Thousands of feet of golden light shot, and there were thousands of streamer arrows shot from the ancient forest, piercing through the void, dense and powerful.

Even with Long Aotian's strength, a pair of golden eyes flashed a look of surprise.

But, after all, he is the supreme powerhouse, and also an ancient freak, bringing together a family of luck.

Therefore, at the moment when the palm print and the arrow collided, an infinite golden light bloomed, and the ripples stretched for thousands of miles, breaking the blue sky.

"Jin Gui Falcon!! What's going on!!"

Long Aotian roared furiously, looked down at the countless figures who suddenly walked out below, his eyes suddenly became focused.

only! !

At this time, instead of showing a trace of fear on his face, there was a hint of greed on the contrary.

His gaze was fixed on Huahua's body, his golden eyes were bright, and his breath was heavy.

Although he had already seen Huahua in Jin Qiba's spiritual memory, but looking at this indifferent and haughty beauty at this moment, he still felt his blood rushing all over his body, with an irresistible urge.

"Hehe, Holy Son, you are finally here!"

Jin Gui Falcon let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly bowed to Long Aotian, "Holy Son, Gui Falcon is lucky to live up to his fate, and with his own power, he besieged thousands of people on this barren mountain!"

"You he…"

Long Aotian's eyelids trembled slightly, and he looked at Jin Gui Falcon in disbelief.

Don't tell me, the ability of this turtle's grandson to pretend to be so similar to his own.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up later."

Long Aotian snorted coldly, didn't say much, but looked down at the people below.

Of course, even if Huahua's aura does give him some oppression, but...for Long Aotian, they are still prey, not worth mentioning.

No matter how many people there are, in Long Aotian's eyes, they can only be destroyed with a wave of hands.

This is the domineering king! !

"I will give you a chance to kneel down and surrender, and you can be my slaves."

"Pfft."

Meng Yu shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at Ning Wuchuan.

But at this time, the corner of the mouth of this lunatic who has always been serious and unsmiling actually raised a playful arc.

It is indeed a bit of a challenge to be the Second Rank Earth Sovereign.

However, real killing is never about killing the weak, but... killing the strong!

In this way, the game will be interesting.

"Who will come first?"

Ning Wuchuan asked calmly.

Meanwhile, Meng Yu grinned and stretched his muscles, "I'll come first, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance later."

"Ok?"

Hearing the conversation between the two below, Long Aotian's face obviously flickered with gloom.

These two holy land ants are actually talking about the order of action in front of him?

How dare they?

"Things who don't know how to live or die, you dare to provoke this holy son just because of you stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth fiercely, with dragon patterns lingering all over his body, turning into a sky-reaching divine shadow, invincible.

At this time, his figure seemed to be infused with gold, with fine scales, exuding a dazzling golden brilliance.

Then, he stretched out his palm, and the divine patterns of all Taos gathered together like a meteor shower, and moved towards Meng Yu to suppress it.

This kind of fluctuation is too terrifying, it directly splits the ancient mountain below, piercing through countless bottomless cracks.

"Ok?"

Seeing the mighty golden dragon talisman hanging down, Meng Yu frowned slightly, his eyes were filled with magic light, and he also felt great oppression.

You must know that even if he practiced hard day and night, his current realm is only the fifth rank of the Talented Saint Realm, which is far from Long Aotian.

only! !

It is also impossible to tell him to back down.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, outside Meng Yu's side, the magic brilliance revived, and puppet shadows rushed out, trying to stop the dragon talisman.

Yes, it's useless.

Where the dragon talisman passes, even the order of heaven seems to be suppressed and shattered, it is unstoppable! !

"boom!!"

Seeing this scene, a wry smile appeared on Meng Yupang's face, and he turned to look at Ning Wuchuan and said, "Brother Wuchuan, I don't think I can beat him."

Chapter 1767, I will fight him

"Ah."

Hearing what Meng Yu said, Ning Wuchuan nodded calmly, frowning as he looked at the vast runes that fell like a galaxy.

At the end, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "It seems that I can't beat him either."

"Pfft!"

Beside the two of them, Huahua shook her head and smiled, especially the seriousness on Ning Wuchuan's face at this time, it really made people laugh.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's run?"

"I said I couldn't beat him, but I didn't say I couldn't trap him. For the matter of pretending to be coercive, the young master can do it."

Ning Wuchuan's tone was indifferent, Dao lines suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky.

In the next moment, a black light array rose up against the sky and turned into a hundred-foot-high divine barrier, engulfing Long Aotian and the endless dragon patterns.

"Thirteen Yamas!!"

"Om!!"

All kinds of divine lights interweave and evolve from the void, and finally merge into a magnificent ancient formation to suppress everything.

And in that formation, the thirteen Yan Luo phantoms stood quietly, each displaying supreme supernatural powers, blocking in front of the dragon talisman.

"Crack!"

With the power of this ancient killing formation, it was not possible to completely stop the dragon talisman at this time. It was not until the three phantoms of Yama were shattered that all dragons were suppressed.

"Ok?"

Long Aotian stood upright in the formation, his eyes fluttering, "It's interesting, human race, how did you enter the land of Phoenix Fall?"

The way of the puppet formation is the unique supernatural power of the human race, and it is just a small skill.

What's more, looking at the land of Huangluo, only the Jinjiao clan has the blood of the dragon clan.

And the dragon in front of Huahua's body is even more terrifying than him who has fused the blood of the Divine Phoenix. Therefore, her origin can only be... the outside world.

"Don't say? I will give you one more chance at the end, surrender to my Son, maybe I can spare your life."

Even in the face of the ten Yamas, Long Aotian still didn't show a trace of fear on his face, instead he clasped his hands and looked at the people below with disdain.

"Yes! I advise you, submitting to the Holy Son of our clan is your only way out, otherwise..."

Before Gu Lin, Jin Gui Falcon said with a domineering tone and a sneer.

However, before he finished speaking, Huahua suddenly reached out and slapped him on the head.

Immediately, a devouring force swept down, devouring all the vitality in his body.

"Ok?"

Above the void, Long Aotian's eyes wavered, implying murderous intent.

"How dare you kill my servant! Very well, I admit, you... successfully angered me!"