Chapter 432

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"Ding"

"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for killing 'Murong Hong' and gaining experience of 120 million, qigong value of 1090000 and survival value of 89000..."

"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for getting a 'immortal supreme holy core'..."

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Tian' for obtaining 'white tiger blood'..."

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Tian' for getting 'white tiger wings'..."

……

There were a series of prompt sounds in the system. Qin Tian was very excited. Murong Hong, the immortal supreme peak state, and the ancestor of the white tiger family, all the things he burst out were rubbish. They were all hard to find in the whole holy world.

Just now, a punch ran through Murong Hong's chest, and Pangu's blood power continuously spread out from his fists and rushed to know Hai Yuanshen.

Loud noise.

A fist cracked Murong Hong's yuan God, and when the body died, the form died, and the God died.

"My God."

"The power of Pangu's blood is too rebellious."

Looking back on the fist, Qin Tian couldn't help shouting excitedly. He had never experienced that power before. He hadn't thought that the power of blood could be strong enough. Now he finally knows which saints don't accept disciples without gifted blood.

The gap is really not a little. It's too big.

"Hiss,"

When Qin Tian put away his right fist, his face turned pale, and the bones on his whole arm were broken. Pangu's blood was very powerful, but the defense of the powerful Qi shield composed of Murong Hong's white tiger blood and thick immortal divine power was very thick.

When he punched out, he almost instantly shook his finger joints into powder. At that time, Pangu's blood power soared and beat the Yellow Dragon. Only then did Murong Hong die with a blow. Qin Tian took a breath of cold air and felt a lingering fear. Then he performed the "regeneration technique" and his right arm recovered instantly.

Looking at Murong Hong's body, he smiled faintly and said, "no way. Who calls you the ancestor of the white tiger family? It's bad luck for you."

immediately.

Qin Tian picked up muronghong's body, dragged it to the mouth of the cave and threw it heavily over the white tiger palace. At the same time, Qin Tian's speed increased to the limit and fell back to the white tiger palace faster than the body. Now he can't expose himself.

The white tiger forbidden area just made such a loud noise that the strong men of the white tiger must have found something. They must not be exposed at this time. Although Qin Tian is not afraid of anything, there are other three sacred animal families behind the white tiger.

Even if there is a gap between them, they are still an alliance. What's more, is the white tiger only an old ancestor?

If so, why does Murong Yao compete for the position of world leader?

The white tiger Protoss is by no means that simple. Murong Yao must have a powerful back move.

The shadow came in an instant.

Qin Tian quietly fell on the periphery of the hall. At this time, there was a lot of noise in the hall. Without raising childe Murong Feng's smile, the cold smell on his body was more intense. Holding Meng Qiyan's hand, he was toasting with some uncles and uncles. It was time to pay respects in another quarter of an hour.

Then it was sent to the bridal chamber.

"Whoosh..."

"Bang..."

A harsh sound pierced the night sky. In the yard outside the hall, a body fell heavily and hit a big pit. Everyone was awestruck and looked around. The first reaction was the housekeeper Murong Chong.

"Who?"

"Who dares to throw the body at the white tiger palace?"

Murong Chong was so angry that he swept his eyes and scolded angrily. Then he immediately stepped forward and kicked away the body. Murong Hong's face was facing the sky, his face was dead, his eyes were staring in peace, and there was no breath all over his body.

"Old,,"

"Old,, old ancestors,,"

"Oh, my God!"

suddenly.

Murong Chong made a sharp cry like a woman. His body kept shaking, his legs softened and retreated. He couldn't believe everything in front of him. His feet were floating. He stumbled and fell to the ground. His hands kept supporting back, and his face was very pale.

"Lao,, Lao, Lao Zu is dead..."

"Boom!"

Murong Chong's words were like a heavy bomb exploding in the white tiger palace. The surroundings quickly calmed down. Murong Yao frowned tightly, stepped out and landed heavily next to the body. Looking around, his body suddenly shook, his legs swayed, suddenly fell to the ground, his pupils enlarged, and his hands trembled rapidly, His lips trembled and said, "how could it be? My ancestors, how could it be? Who? Who?"

Less than half a second.

I saw Murong Yao sitting on the ground with his face full of vicissitudes. His eyes seemed dead. All the white tiger disciples were stunned. They didn't react at all. Would the old ancestor die?

How is that possible?

After 50 million years of cultivation, he has broken through the immortal supreme realm as early as tens of millions of years. Now his cultivation has reached the immortal supreme peak. Looking at the strong and unparalleled existence of the whole holy world, who can kill him?

And killed with one punch.

Who can do it except the Lord?

"My ancestors are dead..."

"My ancestors are dead..."

……

Crying, a hot and noisy wedding suddenly turned into a howling funeral. The change was too fast. Murong Feng was stunned and didn't know what to do. All the uncles and uncles in the hall went to the yard and knelt down heavily. He was the only one holding Meng Qiyan's little hand. His face was blue and white.

"How could this happen?"

"Who is it?"

“……”

Murong Yao suddenly stood up and suddenly released endless domineering spirit. His eyes twisted, and the anger in his chest erupted uncontrollably. The battle of his eyes flashed across, full of blood and extreme anger.

The old ancestor is the spiritual field of the white tiger. Now he is dead, just like a big tree crashing down. He can't accept it for a while and a half.

"How could this happen?"

"Murong family leader, who is the opponent of Murong elder?"

"Yes, the immortal supreme peak strong man, even if he gives me 10000 courage, I dare not touch him."

……

The crowd began to talk and looked at Murong Yao's bloodshot eyes. Their hearts moved faintly and a chill suddenly occurred.

Murong Yao's cultivation is very profound.

To become the leader of the white tiger clan, his accomplishments are not only profound. At the moment, he can't spy on the past even if he wants the heavenly eye. Murong Hong is dead and the conditions for launching the heavenly eye are not established. He doesn't know who killed him.

"Your father,"

"The time has come."

Murong Feng held Meng qiyan'er's hand tightly, and his soft face turned a little white. He also knew that the old ancestor was extremely important, but now for him, marriage was the most important. The old ancestor was dead, and he could not revive him again.

Murong Yao stared coldly and was furious.

"Murong Feng, when is it now?"

"Old ancestors have been killed. You still want to get married. Do you have old ancestors in your heart?"

"Yes, is your marriage important or your ancestors important?"

"No big or small!"

……

The white tiger people were angry. Murong Feng's words made him even more angry. If they didn't worry that he was Murong Yao's son, they could even slap him. At this time, they were still in the mood to get married. It was too presumptuous.

At this point.

Qin Tian said slightly, "the deceased is great. Marrying again now is the biggest disrespect to the deceased. Childe Murong, you'd better let go of your marriage."

"Uh?"

Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian coldly and said, "what kind of onion are you? I must get married today."

Then, gently use your right hand.

Meng qiyan'er's hand was pinched in great pain, and her body couldn't help shaking.

"Yan'er."

"Come on, we'll be husband and wife after worship. Come on, we don't care about them. We worship us..." Murong Feng said impatiently. His eyes flashed a trace of fanaticism. With a feminine voice, the whole person looked like a perverted old eunuch.

"Hum!"

Qin Tian stepped out one step, first looked at Murong Yao, and then said, "if this kind of unfilial son is my son, I will slap him to death. I don't care about the death of my ancestors. I still think of my own good things. It's really sad for the white tiger family to have you."

"You..."

Murong Feng shouted angrily, his breath soared, his eyes locked Qin Tian, and said coldly, "don't think it's the people of Longxiang temple, I don't dare to move you. The white tiger family can't see your arrogance. Do you believe I want you not to leave the palace today?"

"Shut up!"

Murong Yao suddenly burst into a drink and stepped out. His figure was like electricity. He fell on Murong Feng's side in an instant. He slapped him hard and scolded: "bastard!"

"Pa!"

A loud slap in the face.

The cheek of Murong Feng immediately became red and swollen. It can be seen that Murong Yao was very angry. He took a gentle look at Qin Tian, then bowed his hand and said loudly: "I'm laughing at you. Today's old ancestor was assassinated. Today's marriage is over. Please forgive me for the poor reception. Please go back first. I Murong Yao will make amends to you in the future."

"Murong family leader, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry," he said

……

Some people in the crowd kept making lamenting voices, shaking their heads and sighing. In their hearts, there was another scene, especially the green dragon and the elders of the rosefinch family, sneered and slightly balanced about their dead gifted disciples.

"Wait."

Qin Tian immediately drank and said, "I haven't worshipped heaven and earth yet. Miss Mengqi is not Murong's wife at present. In that case, I have to take her back to Furong garden first. I'm worried..."

"You dare!"

Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian fiercely and said, "I didn't worship heaven and earth. She is also my wife. Who are you? Why should you interfere in the affairs of my white tiger family? How many heads do you have?"

While talking, the orchid finger pointed gently, which made some people around want to laugh but dare not.

Qin Tian said lightly, "Murong's family leader, as a friend of Meng qiyan'er, I have the obligation to ensure her safety. Your ancestors were assassinated, and then let her master stay in the white tiger palace. I'm afraid you can't protect him, not to mention living in the palace before getting married. How do you make people look at Meng qiyan'er? How do you look at the white tiger family?"

"You..."

"You can protect people who can't be protected by the white tiger clan?"

"What a joke."

Murong Feng sneered and suddenly let go of Meng qiyan'er. An extremely cold breath in his body was suddenly released. The surrounding air seemed to condense in an instant. Some people's eyes were frozen and fainted.

Strong Yin Qi.

It was extremely cold, and Murong Feng's eyes were full of killing intention

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