Chapter 736

The two holy kings looked at Long Yang like a madman who had lost his temper.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. No, I've been waiting for your storage ring for a long time."

"Throw your storage ring here quickly. I may spare your life."

Long Yang was like a robber blocking the way.

If people knew that he was robbing two holy kings, I don't know how he would feel.

"Noisy."

One of the holy King's faces sank and his palm stretched out. Suddenly, a terrible force came into being. He bound Long Yang like water. He grabbed the void in his palm, and then shook it with his five fingers. Long Yang and the void were crushed like gravel from the palm of his hand and died with the wind.

"Strange, how can there be a evil ghost master here?"

The holy King crushed Long Yang like a mole ant. He didn't take it to heart and frowned.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Li and Lao Wednesday were killed and seriously injured by this evil ghost master?"

Another holy king was also very puzzled.

"If Lao Zhao and Lao Li were killed by this evil ghost master, it may be possible. Lao Zhou is a second-class martial saint. How could they be killed?"

"I suspect that this evil ghost master is with Lao Zhou."

The holy king said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Do you mean that Lao Zhou wants to swallow the ghost Prajna flower and kill people?"

"If so, Lao Zhou would not have thought that the holy emperor would send the holy king to verify everything. How could he send a first-class Ming Saint here?"

"Is it difficult that Lao Zhou has succeeded and wants to use our hand to get rid of the evil ghost master?"

The more another holy king said, the more he thought, the more likely he was.

"Find Lao Zhou and everything will be clear."

The holy way.

"Don't look for it. If you come here, he will no longer be of use."

When a voice sounded, a covered dragon claw also snapped down. The Qi of Xuanlong was wrapped between the claws and directly photographed the holy king into the depths of the earth.

"Who attacked behind?"

"Eh, how could it be you? Why didn't you die?"

Another holy king thought he was long Yang's accomplice. As a result, he saw long Yang come out of the void and couldn't help but be silly.

A strange light swept up from the depths of the earth. It was the holy King photographed by Long Yang. He looked at Long Yang in a panic, and his eyes were full of unbelievable colors.

His palm just now seemed relaxed, but it contained the two laws of water and soil in his own holy land. First, he imprisoned Long Yang in his holy land, and then crushed Long Yang with overwhelming power.

As a result, Long Yang not only didn't die, but shot him deep underground with one claw and hurt him.

Thinking of the mysterious power contained in his claws just now, he felt cold and had a sense of imminent disaster.

"Just because you two little holy kings want to kill me, the first-class Ming saint, is still far away."

Long Yang said, but he felt harsh in the ears of the two holy kings.

"This man may be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. We worked together to kill him."

When the holy king who was seriously injured by Long Yang saw that his accomplice was angry and wanted to kill Long Yang, he quickly dissuaded him and proposed.

"Yes."

Another holy king knew that his accomplices had always been cautious. It must have been long Yang's attack that made his accomplices feel threatened before he proposed to join hands to destroy the enemy.

Boom!

The two holy kings are also decisive people. One shot is to kill.

The holy king just received by Long Yang opened the law of the holy land. The powerful holy power of water bound Long Yang in the holy land. At the same time, the holy power of earth turned into a holy armor on himself and his associates.

Another holy King's fist contains the holy power of the three laws of wind, thunder and fire, and kills the dragon with the power of thunder.

From the tacit understanding of their cooperation, we can see that they have worked together against the enemy more than once, and the power is not as simple as one plus one.

"It seems that you have some skills to become a holy king."

"But when you meet me, the first-class ghost saint, you two holy kings are doomed to tragedy."

Long Yang's body spewed out a powerful holy force, which easily shattered the binding force. When the skeleton ghost staff was waved, the ghost gas between heaven and earth rolled in, and then a curved moon rose from the ghost gas.

"What!"

"Holy moon!"

Not only did the two holy kings lose their voice and scream, but also Mingji and Mingshi ancestors, who were watching the war in the ancient temple, were startled.

"No, this boy's cultivation is definitely a first-class martial saint. How can he cultivate a holy month?"

The dark corpse ancestor cried like a ghost.

Just as wuzun's benmingxing palace can improve the strength, the holy month can also improve the strength of wusheng, and the holy month is more difficult to cultivate successfully than benmingxing palace. Just like not all wuzun can cultivate benmingxing palace, nor can all wusheng cultivate the holy month. Generally, only when they reach level 4 wusheng can they hope to cultivate successfully.

Long Yang cultivated the holy moon with the cultivation of the first-class martial saint, which completely subverted their cognition.

"The first evil in history deserves its reputation."

Ming Ji can imagine that if today's news gets out, it will definitely cause an uproar in Wanwu continent.

"Ghost harvest."

Long Yang didn't care about the cries of the two holy kings. The purple skeleton at the top of the skeleton staff shot a dark light, turned into a sky splitting sickle and flew to the two holy kings.

This blow is enough to resist the level-4 martial saint. How can the two holy kings in front of them resist it? The Holy Land collapses, and the fist of law and the holy armor on their body also collapse.

The two holy kings screamed, flew upside down, plowed out two grand canyons in nine lion mountains and fainted directly.

He also directly stared at the top ten palace masters.

Mingji and Mingshi looked at each other, and then smiled bitterly.

Longque and "Nine" have a natural look.

Jiuji didn't even blink his eyelids.

Long Yang took the two kings back to the ruins of the ancient underworld hall and proudly threw the two storage rings in his hand.

Except for the nine poles, there was excitement in everyone's eyes.

"Long Yang, what martial saint will be sent to the temple of the God of war next?"

The dark corpse ancestor asked the test while putting the treasure into the storage ring.

Ming Ji also looked at Long Yang.

"If I were the holy emperor, the low-level martial saints would never come back. In order to be cautious, I would not send intermediate martial saints again. The next time I came, I would be at least level 7 martial saints."

"Or it's another possibility. Senior martial arts saints come with a group of low and intermediate martial arts saints."

"I hope it's the latter."

Long Yang said calmly, but they heard the infinite killing.

Both Mingshi's father and Mingji nodded. As expected, Long Yang was not dazzled by the victory in front of him.

"In this way, there is also a chance for us to perform."

The Dragon finch "Nine" and the ten masters of the netherworld palace all looked excited.

These days, seeing Long Yang leaping over the ranks to kill the enemy easily, they are all eager to try. They want to experience the taste of leaping over the ranks to kill the enemy. In the future, they will show off for a lifetime.

"OK, let's hurry up and practice. We'll kill the fuck at that time."

Long Yang said.

"Kill a fucking pleasure."

The Dragon finch "Nine" and the ten masters of the netherworld palace all raised their arms and shouted.

Mingji and Mingshi Laozu also look forward to it.