"Miya, do you dare to betray King Tian Jue?" Bai Haoran stared at Miya with gloomy eyes.
Miya stood behind Long Xiaoshan without saying a word, obviously acquiescing.
"Bai Haoran, you should take care of yourself first." Long Xiaoshan walked towards Bai Haoran with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with indifference.
Bai Haoran involuntarily stepped back. He had participated in Long Xiaoshan's battle with the Celestial Masters of Hong Kong Island, so he didn't know how terrifying Long Xiaoshan was, not to mention that he was still injured.
Bai Haoran forced himself to calm down and said: "Master Long, even if King Tian Jue and I did join forces to control the magic world in Hong Kong, we just killed Shi Zhengqing. It doesn't seem to offend you. This magic world needs someone to lead after all.
Yes, if Mr. Bai knows that you intend to take charge of the magic world, master, he will definitely support you. King Tian Jue is an outsider after all, unlike you and I who are both Chinese."
A flash of disdain flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
Bai Haoran's shamelessness has really reached a certain level.
In order to save his life, he resorted to double-dealing, just like a grasshopper on the wall.
He raised his hand and slapped it with his backhand, boom!
The void shook violently, and a hundred meters of spiritual energy gathered like a tsunami. A huge cyan palm quickly formed and pressed down from Bai Haoran's head.
Bai Haoran's expression changed. His overwhelming power made even his majestic eighth-level peak spiritual master feel as small as an ant.
He screamed wildly.
A burst of blood erupted from the body, and it rushed outwards at extremely high speed, as if trying to escape.
"Did you run away?"
Long Xiaoshan said calmly, taking a step forward, the earth seemed to shorten under his feet, and in a blink of an eye he was behind Xue Mang, and his giant palm pressed down suddenly, seeming to freeze the void.
Bai Haoran's figure appeared.
Under that huge pressure, his escape technique failed, as if he were a fly sealed in amber.
At this time, Bai Haoran finally knew that he could not escape.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and waved his hands.
Seven or eight rays of light rose into the sky. These rays of light were all Bai Haoran's personal magic weapons and talismans, including black sharp cones, silver pagodas, and red small cauldrons... Bai Haoran spent a lot of effort on each magic weapon.
What I collected are all top-quality magic weapons.
And those talismans are all extremely precious.
Each one is as powerful as a strike from a ninth-level great spiritual master.
As the head of the first family in Hong Kong Island, Bai Haoran's family fortune is naturally unimaginably rich.
There are so many top-quality magic weapons and top-level talismans, which are equivalent to seven or eight ninth-level great spiritual masters shooting at the same time, and their power is astonishing.
In the blink of an eye, the light of those magic weapons and talismans hit the giant palm.
Bang bang bang!
The light shook violently, and the giant green palm showed no signs of breaking. It still pressed down slowly, and each magical weapon was knocked away. The light shattered. In the blink of an eye, all the light was annihilated by the giant palm.
In Bai Haoran's horrified eyes, he was photographed.
Bang!
Bai Haoran was like a gourd rolling on the ground. He was hit by the giant palm and flew dozens of meters away. He lay on the ground with all his clothes exploded. His hair was disheveled and his orifices were bleeding. He looked like a ghost.
Bai Haoran struggled to get up from the ground.
There was a look of extreme fear in his eyes.
Long Xiaoshan is more terrifying than the last time I saw it.
He has so many magic weapons and talismans that he can't even block the opponent's blow.
How did this person practice?
Seeing Long Xiaoshan approaching, Bai Haoran begged: "Master Long, I have no big grudge against you, why bother to kill them all? I, the Bai family, ask ourselves how much strength we still have in Hong Kong Island. As long as Master is willing,
I, Bai Haoran, am willing to be a lackey for the master, to be driven by the master, so that all the magic circles in Hong Kong will surrender at the feet of the master, wouldn't it be wonderful?"
"Yeah, if I leave you, I can really save a lot of effort."
There is no joy or sorrow in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, and said faintly: "Unfortunately, how can you afford the spirit of Zhengqing's brother in heaven, today, use it to use the skull."
The words fall.
The outbreak of Long Xiaoshan broke out, and it instantly passed through Bai Haoran's body and stopped behind Bai Haoran.
How fast he exploded at all.
Bai Haoran's eyes still kept the color of the moment before. The skull had been taken off by Long Xiaoshan. The headless corpse was still standing there, spraying blood, and seemed to have not responded. The head had been taken away.
Long Xiaoshan grabbed Bai Haoran's head and walked out, passing by Miya, grabbed Miya's body, and broke the air.
Nympho
Jiulong Mountain, Shi Zhengqing's original residence.
A small sister -in -law, kneeling in front of a grave bag without a tombstone, burning paper money. After Shi Zhengqing's death, the mountains became more desolate.
I still stay here.
"Sky Master, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu is the last time to burn paper money for you today. Tomorrow, Xiao Yan will leave Hong Kong Island." Saying, Tsing Yi Xiaoyu's eyes became red again, and tears fell down:
"Xiao Yan was picked up by you at the age of five, and it has been ten years now. Xiaoyu has grown up. Unfortunately, Xiaoyu is useless. You died in the hands of others.
If you walk in a country, you can never serve you anymore, oh ... "
After Shi Zhengqing's death, Xiaoyu also broke the source of life.
He is not a disciple of Shi Zhengqing, just a servant, so he didn't learn any Feng Shui.
Shi Zhengqing people walked to the tea.
Today, the world of Hong Kong Island is under the control of Tian Jueyi's pulse. Where can anyone remember that Shi Zhengqing, the first day of the dead day.
Moreover, Shi Zhengqing's normal life is simple, and he has not left any property, so in order to live, he can only leave.
Xiaoyu burned the paper money with tears, and then stunned three sounds, picked up the parcel on the ground, stood up and wanted to leave, and suddenly squeaked. The wooden door outside was pushed away.
One man and one woman came in.
Xiao Yan was a little surprised. Why did this remote mountain cricket still come to the door? After the death of Shi Zhengqing, no one came for a long time.
He wiped his tears and saw the pair of men and women.
"Master Dragon." Xiao Yan shouted in surprise.
Long Xiaoshan last came to the grass house of Shijia's house and saved Shi Zhengqing, so Xiao Yan recognized him, but Long Xiaoshan had left for a long time, and Xiaoyu did not expect that he would go to the door again.
When Long Xiaoshan saw Xiao Yan, he nodded towards him, and then walked to the grave bag. He looked at the tombstone without a tomb. He sighed: "Xiao Yan, this is a teacher, this is a teacher.
Master's grave? "
Who can think of the first day of the half -century of Hong Kong Island, the first day of the dignitaries of Hong Kong Island.
"Yes, Master Long, Master, he ..." Xiao Yan choked.
"I know." Long Xiaoshan patted Xiaoyu's shoulder and said, "I'm here to memorize Master Master today."
After speaking, he put the right hand in front of the grave.
Xiao Yan didn't pay attention to it. Now it is clear, and I am scared to step back a few steps back. It was a bloody head.