Chapter 2012 (1/2)

Boom!

The entire arena square was shocked by it. Huang Xiaolong's palm power was like a huge mountain on the top. In an instant, he blasted dunhao, the son of light, who had escaped to the ground!

Two huge palm prints appeared on the ground.

Then, the scream rang out, and the dozen masters who wanted to attack and kill Huang Xiaolong were blasted out of heaven and the eternal city. Some of them smashed down the buildings in the distance, and some were directly blasted.

Although these ten masters who secretly protect the son of light, dunhao, are not weak, they are all high-level emperor, and some are even the tenth level of emperor. But how can they resist the heaven and the eternal city?

Huang Xiaolong didn't look at these experts. He took a picture of the son of light, dun Hao, out of the deep pit of the palm print. At this time, the son of light, dun Hao, was so bloody that even the armor of the four spirits could not block Huang Xiaolong's palm power.

Although the four spirit armor is the best level of Hongmeng spirit armor, its defense is amazing, but the strength of dunhao, the son of light, can not fully exert its power.

”Huang, Huang Xiaolong.” Dun Hao, the son of light, was dying. His eyes were full of fear and his voice was extremely weak: ”I am the son of light. If you kill me, the city of light and the Legion of bright Knights will never die!”

”Son of light? Who says you are the son of light, and who granted you the son of light Huang Xiaolong sneered: ”do you really think your father is still the Lord of light?”

”The city of light and the Legion of Knights of light have not died for a long time. There is no need for you to warn me.”

”What are your last words?”

Huang Xiaolong's cold voice reverberates around the arena.

The strong in all directions are shocked, frightened, awed, hateful, angry and all kinds of complicated expressions.

”Huang Xiaolong, release your highness dunhao quickly!”

”This is the city of worshipping the moon, not hell. Release your highness dunhao, or you will not escape from the city!” Some powerful members of the Vatican who had joined the city of light said angrily.

”Escape?” Huang Xiaolong said with a cold smile, ”who said I'm going to run away!” Speaking of this, the power of devouring the supreme spirit of the demon God impels him. All of a sudden, the surging blood, essence, divine power, including blood power, gushed out of dunhao's body, roaring into Huang Xiaolong's body.

”No! No, no Dun Hao, the son of light, cried out in terror and despair. He yelled at those powerful people around him: ”help me, help me!”

Around the challenge arena, those powerful Vaticans who had joined the city of light were hesitant.

Among them, there are many of the first and the strongest in the middle of the emperor. But just now, even the ten steps of the great emperor were blown away by the heaven and the eternal city, not to mention them?

”Kill!” ”Save your highness dunhao!”

I don't know who yelled. A man suddenly rushed up, called out a huge hammer, and hit Huang Xiaolong with a hammer. Then, several figures attacked Huang Xiaolong with all their strength.

Huang Xiaolong sees the situation and laughs coldly, swallowing incessantly. One hundred Ming Wei, ice dragon and fourteen winged angels fly out in an instant.

Before they arrived at Huang Xiaolong's side, these great emperors and popes were instantly blown into countless pieces by the hundred guards, ice dragons and fourteen winged angels, and then they formed ice crystals.

Looking at the hundred ghost guards, ice dragon, fourteen winged angels, and some of the strong men of the Vatican who were ready to move, they all backed away.

Lin Tianrui, the son of the fire world, who hid in the crowd, saw that the situation was wrong and had already fled.

In the eyes of the emperor of Qin, he Jingyi and other major forces from all walks of life were frightened. The son of Guangming, dun Hao, dried up. Soon, dun Hao was covered with skin and bones. In the end, he had no skin or bones, but only a pair of white bones.

Looking at this familiar scene, Qin Huang's face was pale.

He is no stranger to this scene. When the hell was in the sea, song Litao, the head of the Tu Shen sect, was also devoured by Huang Xiaolong.