Chapter 238：

I can't sign myself.

At this moment, someone refused to accept and roared.

"Why should all good things be occupied by you celestial dynasties and holy places.

Ancient things should be seen by those who see them! "

This is an emperor son of the Fulong Dynasty, and he is used to being spoiled on weekdays.

Dissatisfied at this time, he opened his mouth and roared.

It was too late for Emperor Fulong behind him to stop him.

The dignified emperor, at this time, quickly got up and apologized.

"The dog is ignorant, you seniors forgive me, we will leave now!"

His voice sounded, with a hint of trembling.

Being stared at by the strong in the field, the clothes on his body were soaked at this time.

At this moment, someone in the crowd spoke again.

"Why did Emperor Fulong do this, these people who are pilgrims in the holy land are not right, they think they are high above, and the treasures of the holy land have not been unearthed, they are determined by them.

Such an approach is really dissatisfying.

What do you think I'm waiting for! "

Someone fanned the flames and encouraged everyone to work together.

Want to ride the chaos cheap.

Lu Yu was extremely nervous, looking forward to the start of the battle.

At that time, you can sign yourself.

But where to think.

At this moment, that Pang Xingdou shot.

He rose to his feet.

A palm stretched out slowly, the surface flashed brilliant light, and it expanded rapidly, covering the sky and the sun.

It seems to be transformed into the sky, the palm of the hand is bright and the moon is bright, the stars are guarding, and it blooms with infinite luster.

Then fell instantly.

"boom!"

The vast handprint is like the hand of God.

Stop the universe and smash in the direction of Emperor Fulong.

"Roar!"

Seeing such a scene, Emperor Fulong, who knew that he could not escape, roared in his mouth.

An angry dragon rose up behind him, golden light.

At the same time, the Great Emperor himself punched out, trying to resist the handprint.

"Boom!"

The two sides collided, and there was almost no suspense. The dragon was smashed by the stars, and the handprint was smashed on the ground.

Blood mist surged out.

Emperor Fulong and his son were directly killed.

But that Pang Xingdou, as if nothing was happening, stood there, flicked the corner of his jacket lightly, and then said softly.

"Is anyone else coming!"

The field fell into silence.

Looking at Lu Yu, the eldest princess of the Ziyin Celestial Dynasty still looked indifferent, as if all this was none of her business.

The woman beside her, saw her father's power, but her face was full of excitement.

By this time, the crowd had gradually quieted down.

The death of Emperor Fulong restored their calm.

With their own strength, it is simply impossible for these powerful people to compete for a hall.

Simply whimsical.

Then, a building rose again, this is the Imperial Beast Palace, and Hao Ritian descended on it without saying a word.

With a spear in hand, he swept the four directions.

The tiger's eyes shone brightly.

He has a strong fighting spirit and seems to be very hopeful that someone can make trouble.

So that you can start killing yourself.

But no one stepped forward. After all, everyone knew the name of this man's bloodthirsty, and no one was willing to die.

At this time, more and more halls rose from the ground.

"Boom!"

With a roar sounded.

There is a great hall wrapped in strong holy light, which is the Hall of Gong Chuan!

It is said that on the wall, there are engraved exercises used by the Holy Land for the disciples to build the foundation.

Everyone was completely jealous at this time.

Even Su Zhe turned his eyes.

But then he didn't pay attention, after all, he was using the technique of killing the army, which was different from Zongmen.

Although the Holy Land Cultivation Technique is powerful, it may not be as effective as the Hu Ben Jue practiced by his own army.