Chapter 569 (2/2)

Wang Biao yuan flies Huang Xiaolong. Suddenly, a breath of vastness and terror comes from Huang Xiaolong. In front of this breath, the sky seems to collapse and the earth seems to sink.

All of them breathed tightly, and felt a huge mountain pressing on their chest. All of them could not help but feel the idea of kneeling down. All of them were shocked by their eyes.

Wang Biaoyuan's face changed.

Lonely cold face changed.

On the rostrum, Zhang Tianchuan's face also changed.

Huang Xiaolong's body is covered with a layer of black scales, with two horns on his forehead. Behind him, the devil's wings stretch out. A terrible red air of hell blood diffuses from all around his body to the whole Qianlong platform.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong moved.

Behind him, the devil's wings stretch, and the mysterious hell Rune above the devil's wings glitters with gold.

Wang Biao yuan only felt a flash of figure in front of him. He saw two big black fists growing bigger and bigger. His eyes were shocked and roared! At this time, the loud noise came, as if the heaven and earth were broken. His Ming king did not move, and the Shenwang fist collided with the black fist.

The huge howling made Wang Biaoyuan's ears tingle. Then, a powerful force which was so terrible that he could not resist it rushed to him like an endless wave.At this moment, Wang Biaoyuan felt like a piece of gravel, his body in the sea.

Then, a force of terror hit him in the chest, and his whole body shook violently. He flew up and backward, as if flying in the clouds. Then, he seemed to fall on the ground. Then, he lost consciousness and completely fainted.

Huang Xiaolong falls to the ground, and the whole Qianlong platform is shocked. With Huang Xiaolong's feet as the center, a series of terrible cracks extend around.

Although the Qianlong platform is made of extremely hard refined stone, it also has an ultimate bearing power, that is, it can not bear the power of the third-order strongmen in the divine realm.

Because the examination of the outer disciples is generally the first level of the divine realm. Therefore, in the eyes of the high level of the Xuanwu academy, the Qianlong platform can withstand the power of the third level of the divine realm, and no one can destroy it.

But now!

What a shock!

In addition to the shock, or shock!

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, shocked to a blank.

Wang Biaoyuan was lying on the ground under the Qianlong platform. His clothes were blown up, and his body was covered with blood. The body of Immortal King Kong was useless. His iron fist, which was invincible in the eyes of the public, was a blur of flesh and blood, and even his bones seemed to be broken.

Huang Xiaolong stands on the Qianlong platform, like an ancient master. His body exudes the terrible dragon power and the breath of hell death.

”God, God, the second level of divine realm!” Lonely cold eat way, tongue chatter, face dead white dead white.

This time, Huang Xiaolong did not hide his breath.

The second level of Shenyu!

All of them were shocked, they couldn't believe it, they couldn't believe it, they couldn't believe it.

On the rostrum, Zhang Tianchuan couldn't help shaking. He didn't know whether he was excited or shocked.

One move, sure enough, it's still a move!

Still a move!