The old town wind of the disciple of Shura laughed and waved his long whip again. He saw that the long whip was like a poisonous snake. The snake rolled up, and dozens of people in front of him were all caught in the waist. Then, the other side's whip was withdrawn, and all of the ten people were cut in two.
The smell of blood spread.
Some of the other pedestrians were frightened, but they did not dare to escape.
The wind in the ancient city said with a smile: "these Dalits are smart and dare not dodge. Last time, I found out which family they were from, and all the members of the family were trained in whipping."
"The more blood I suck, the stronger my spirit will be. When I use the great whip, my power will be improved a lot."
The wind of the ancient city took back the whip in his hand, felt the whip, and said with a smile.
"Master Feng of the ancient city, I heard that master Xinpo of Xinjia has come back from Shura gate!" A guard stepped forward and said carefully.
Hearing the wind of the ancient city, his face was cold and he sneered: "he just got through the examination of a small branch of the Shura sect of Laiyuan divine position face, and became an ordinary disciple of the outer sect of the Shura sect. If he dares to be arrogant in front of me, I will clean him up as well!"
"That's it. That's right. How can naxinpo compare with master Feng of the ancient city? He's an ancient god. Master Feng of the ancient city wants to clean him up, that is to say, blowing his breath." A guard flattered and laughed.
"That's right. If master Feng of our ancient city had gone to participate in the examination of Laiyuan branch of Shura gate, he would certainly have passed the examination, and he would have been looked upon by the elders of the branch and accepted as his disciple."
"I think I should be liked by the supreme elder!"
Some of them said in succession.
Huang Xiaolong's heart moved as soon as he heard it.
Laiyuan God plane?
Shuramen branch?
Before he came, he collected materials and had a rough understanding of some forces in the hell Shura world.
There are not many imperial palaces in the hell Shura realm, just some ancient sects and families with a long history. The strength of these ancient sects and families is not weaker than many imperial palaces in the divine world.
There are 7000 ancient sects and families in the whole hell Shura world, and the Shura gate is one of the top ten superpowers in the hell Shura world, controlling numerous star regions and divine planes in hell.
It seems that the Laiyuan God plane where he is now should be one of the deities spread over the Shura sect.
At this time, the ancient city wind of the disciple of Shura came to Huang Xiaolong.
Yeah!
When the wind of the ancient city saw Huang Xiaolong standing in the middle of the street, he was stunned? In this Qingcheng, there are not many disciples with the blood of the king of Shura.
He stopped and grinned at Huang Xiaolong: "our friends are not from Qingcheng, are they?"
Huang Xiaolong's eyes are indifferent and his face is expressionless: "what can I do for you?"
The wind in the ancient city was stunned, and his eyes flashed with anger.
Huang Xiaolong's expression and tone make him feel like a hot face on his cold butt.
His followers are also angry.
"Boy, do you know who our young master is? Our young master is a disciple of the ancient family! And the core disciple A guard stares at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "don't say you are a disciple with the blood of the king of Shura. Even if master Xinbo, a disciple of the Shura sect, is in Laiyuan City, he should call us young master a big brother!"
Although Huang Xiaolong has the blood of the Shura royal family and is protected by the laws and regulations of the Shura clan, as an ancient city spirit, even if Huang Xiaolong is really killed, it will be a little trouble at most. Therefore, they do not pay attention to the blood of the king of Shura.
At this time, the wind of the ancient city raised his hand and let the other guards stop.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong with a smile: "I don't deserve to be a teacher. However, I'm looking for someone to try my great extermination whip method. Just now those Dalits are so weak that they are really boring. I don't know how you compare with those Dalits. Can you accept my great extermination whip?"
Speaking of this, the whip in his hand waved to Huang Xiaolong in an instant.
Under its divine power infusion, the whip glows red, straight as halberd, and stabs Huang Xiaolong's lower body!
His eyes are cold. He wants to blow up Huang Xiaolong's lower body, and then he will slowly clean up Huang Xiaolong. As for the troubles after cleaning up Huang Xiaolong, he doesn't worry. The ancient family is one of the super big families in the Shura world. Although his ancient family is only a branch, hundreds of cities around him are still in existence.
In the past, he used the same method to clean up many family disciples with high status. Those family disciples and elders who came to discuss the story would just compensate some spirit stones.
Huang Xiaolong looks at the other side's whip straight to his lower body. His eyes are cold. He has just come to hell. He doesn't want to cause any trouble, but now!
When the other side's whip stabbed Huang Xiaolong, he suddenly stopped. The wind in the ancient city was stunned and his face changed. But then he found that he could not move, as if he had been fixed.
This is?!
There was a flurry in his eyes.And the guards behind it were also fixed there.
"You know what I hate the most?" Huang Xiaolong looks at the old town wind of the Shura disciple coldly and walks towards him.
Every step, the ancient city wind behind the guard will have a scream, and then burst into a bloody rain.
The ancient city wind sees this, the eyes fear: "you, I." But then he found that his throat seemed to be held by a huge invisible hand, and there was no sound at all.
Huang Xiaolong is not in a hurry.
After the ancient city wind guards, screams constantly sounded, finally, the more than a dozen guards turned into a group of blood rain, floating in the air.
When Huang Xiaolong comes to the wind of the ancient city, the ancient city wind finds that the power inside him suddenly becomes violent. His eyes are wide, and then, like those guards, his whole body explodes.
Huang Xiaolong walked straight past.
When Huang Xiaolong went out for a long time, the blood rain fell from the air to the ground.
In the end, the old town wind did not know what Huang Xiaolong hated most.
Huang Xiaolong looks indifferent. It seems that nothing has happened.
"Shuramen." Huang Xiaolong speaks to himself.
Do you want to go to the Shura branch of Laiyuan God plane? He always felt that the Shura in the lower realm of Wu and soul had something to do with the hell Shura sect. He even had a vague feeling that his master was crazy and should be in the Shura realm or even a disciple of the hell Shura sect.
However, the strongest power in the hell Shura world is not the Shura gate, but an organization called Hades!
This organization called Hades is extremely mysterious. No one knows who is really in charge of it. Even his master, king of Hongmeng, senior brother Jiang Hong and Golden Horn calf do not know.
Is this underworld organization founded by the Lord of hell? After all, another name for the Lord of hell is Hades? Huang Xiaolong thought.
(after entering the hell, the plot turns. Today, I have spent all my brains to conceive the plot and consider whether or not to let Huang Xiaolong worship the Shura gate. He is very ambivalent in his heart)
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