Chapter 1766： Aotian shot

"What... what? Are you sure?"

Jin Gui Falcon opened his mouth slightly, his expression sluggish.

Originally, he just wanted to scare these people and tell them to retreat.

Unexpectedly, not only are they not afraid, but they also have to meet the Holy Son?

act recklessly! !

Ning Wuchuan shrugged his shoulders with a very clear attitude.

And Jin Gui Falcon immediately took out a golden scale and poured his spiritual energy into it.

"Moses Moses! Holy Son, here is Jin Gui Falcon, your number one leg, number one dog, the first love of the Jiao clan who will scream for me wherever you go, yo!"

"You he... looking for a cut?"

On the other end of the golden scale, there was a voice that suppressed anger and panted.

"Uh, Holy Son, that woman, found."

Jin Guifal smiled awkwardly, turned to look at Hua Hua, and swallowed hard.

If at this time, Long Aotian knew that the people he brought had been wiped out, he would definitely be furious.

And his fate is not just as simple as being mentally retarded.

"found it?!"

Hearing this, Long Aotian's voice was obviously full of surprises, and even his tone was much softer.

"Where?"

"Don't worry, Holy Son, I have surrounded them. It is near Huangya to the west of Huangluo. If you don't come, none of them will be able to leave."

Jin Gui Falcon snorted coldly, quite proud.

"You did a great job, I'll be there soon."

"Welcome Holy Son!"

until! !

The spirit above the golden scales was extinguished, and Jin Guifal looked at Ning Wuchuan and the others with an indifferent expression, "This is what you asked for, and when the Holy Son of our clan comes, none of you can run away."

"Is it?"

Ning Wuchuan smiled grimly, his eyes filled with fighting intent.

Ancient Freaks?

I don't know if this geek can withstand the 900 Destiny Guard's turn... a battle.

Soon, there was a burst of wind breaking at the end of the sky, and I saw a young man wearing a golden robe and bare feet, stepping forward.

Behind him, there are nine women who are also following, and their auras are not weak.

Of course, in the identity of Long Aotian, looking at the land where Huang falls, there are not many people who can match him.

Today's Golden Flood Clan, no one can compete, the palm of the sky is just around the corner.

As long as she becomes his wife and concubine, she will be a woman standing at the pinnacle of power in the future. This kind of good thing... no one wants to miss it.

"Um?"

Even at a long distance, Long Aotian saw the man standing on the top of the mountain, Jin Guifei, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sleeping...by?

If he remembered correctly, when Jin Guifal left the Jiao clan that day, he followed at least three hundred people from his own clan, and there were countless other vassal races.

Why, there is no trace at this time?

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, in the depths of the ancient forest, there was a sudden burst of hurried wind breaking.

Long Aotian's face was stunned for a moment, and the dragon's might rose all over his body, and the supreme power shattered the world and covered the sky.

Then, I saw him stepping out one step, standing in front of the nine girls, with runes all over his body, and a palm sticking out.

"Boom!!"

Ten thousand feet of golden light shot out, and I saw that the streamer arrows shot from the ancient forest were full of thousands of arrows, pierced through the void, and were dense and powerful.

Even with Long Aotian's strength, a pair of golden eyes flashed with surprise.

But, after all, he is a supreme powerhouse and an ancient freak, bringing together a family of luck.

Therefore, at the moment when the palm print and the arrow collided, the infinite golden light bloomed, and the ripples stretched for thousands of miles, breaking the sky.

"Jin Gui Falcon!! What's going on here!!"

Long Aotian roared, and looked down at the countless figures who suddenly walked out below, his eyes suddenly condensed.

only! !

At this time, instead of a trace of fear, his face showed a strong greed.

I saw that his eyes were fixed on Hua Hua, his golden eyes were bright and his breath was heavy.

Although he had already seen Hua Hua in Jin Qiba's soul memory, but looking at this indifferent and arrogant fairy face at this time, he still felt that his whole body was full of blood, and there was an irrepressible impulse.

"Hehe, Holy Son, you are finally here!"

Jin Guifal sighed softly, and suddenly bowed to Long Aotian, "Holy Son, Guifal fortunately survived the humiliation, and with his own power, surrounded the other thousand people on this barren mountain!"

"You he…"

Long Aotian's eyelids trembled, and he looked at Jin Guifal with an incredible look.

Don't say, the ability of this turtle grandson to pretend to be so similar to himself.

"Hmph, I'll take care of you later."

Long Aotian snorted coldly and did not say much, but looked down at the people below.

Of course, even if Hua Hua's aura did give him a little oppression, but... to Long Aotian, they were still prey, not worth mentioning.

No matter how many people there are, in Long Aotian's eyes, it's just a wave of destruction.

This is the domineering king! !

"I'll give you a chance to kneel and surrender, and be my slave."

"Pfft."

Meng Yu shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at Ning Wuchuan.

But at this moment, the corner of the mouth of this madman who has always been unsmiling raised a playful arc.

The second rank of the Supreme Being is indeed a bit challenging.

But, the real killing is never killing the weak, but... killing the strong!

That way, the game will be fun.

"Who will come first?"

Ning Wuchuan asked with a calm expression.

On the other hand, Meng Yu grinned and moved his muscles and bones, "I'll come first, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance later."

"Um?"

Hearing the conversation between the two below, Long Aotian's face was obviously gloomy.

These two holy land ants are actually talking about the order of shots in front of him?

How dare they?

"Things that don't know life and death, just rely on you stinky fish and rotten shrimps, dare to provoke this Holy Son?"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth fiercely, and the dragon pattern lingered all over his body, turning into a divine shadow that could reach the sky.

At this time, his figure seemed to be infused with gold, with fine scales and a dazzling golden glow.

Then, I saw his palm sticking out, and the Divine Runes of the Dao suddenly gathered together like a meteor shower, suppressing Meng Yu's side.

This kind of fluctuation is too terrifying, directly smashing the ancient mountain below, and running through countless bottomless cracks.

"Um?"

Looking at the mighty golden dragon talisman, Meng Yu frowned slightly, the magic light in his eyes lingered, and he also felt great oppression.

You must know that even if he works hard day and night, his current realm is only the fifth rank of the holy realm, and there is a huge gap between him and Long Aotian.

only! !

It's impossible to tell him to back down.

"Buzz!"

Along with a humming sound, I saw Meng Yu's side, the magic radiance revived, and puppets rushed out, trying to block the dragon talisman.

Yes, it's useless.

Wherever the dragon talisman passes, even the order of heaven seems to be suppressed and broken, unstoppable! !

"boom!!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Yu suddenly showed a wry smile on his face, then turned to look at Ning Wuchuan and said, "Brother Wuchuan, I don't seem to be able to beat him."