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"Ding"

"Congratulations to player Qin Tian for killing Murong Hong and gaining experience of 1200000000, qigong value of 1090000, and survival value of 89000..."

"Congratulations to player Qin Tian for obtaining an Immortal Supreme Saint Core..."

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

"Congratulations to player Qin Tian for obtaining the White Tiger Wings..."

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A series of prompts from the system kept ringing in his ears. Qin Tian was overwhelmed with excitement. He was indescribably excited. Murong Hong, who was at the peak of the Immortal Supreme, and the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, none of the things he released was rubbish. It is a good thing that is hard to find in the entire holy world.

Just now a punch pierced Murong Hong's chest, the power of Pangu's bloodline continuously spread out from his fists, and rushed straight to the Yuanshen of Consciousness Sea.

Loud bang.

One punch shattered Murong Hong's primordial spirit, and his body died, his body and spirit also perished.

"Oh my god."

"The power of Pangu's bloodline is simply too heaven-defying."

Thinking back to just punching, Qin Tian couldn't help screaming excitedly. He had never experienced that kind of power before. He never thought that the power of bloodlines could be so strong. Now he finally Know why the holy sects don't accept disciples who don't have talent and blood.

The gap is really not a little bit, it's too big.

"hiss"

Put away your right fist. Qin Tian's face turned pale for a while, and all the bones in his arm were broken. The power of Pangu's bloodline is very strong. But Murong Hong's white tiger bloodline and strong immortal divine power made up the energy shield's defensive power is very thick.

With a punch, the joints of his fingers were almost instantly turned into powder. At that time, the power of Pangu's bloodline surged and hit Huanglong directly. Only then did Murong Hong die with one punch, and Qin Tian gasped. With lingering fears in his heart, he immediately performed the regeneration technique on his right arm to recover instantly.

Looking at Murong Hong's corpse beside him, he smiled faintly. Said: "There is no way. Who told you that you are the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, you are unlucky."

Immediately.

Qin Tian lifted Murong Hong's body, dragged it to the entrance of the cave, and threw it heavily over the White Tiger Palace. At the same time, Qin Tian's speed increased to the limit. He fell back to the White Tiger Palace faster than the corpse, and he couldn't expose himself yet.

There was such a loud noise in the forbidden area of ​​the White Tiger Clan just now. The strong members of the White Tiger Clan must have discovered something, and they must not reveal it at this time. Although Qin Tian is not afraid of anything, behind the White Tiger Clan there are other three divine beast families.

Even if there is a estrangement between them, they are still an alliance, not to mention that there is only one ancestor of the White Tiger Clan?

If this is the case, why does Murong Yao compete for the position of World Lord?

The White Tiger God Clan is by no means that simple, Murong Yao must have hidden a powerful back move.

The black shadow appeared in an instant.

Qin Tian quietly landed on the outside of the hall. At this time, the hall was full of noise. The young master Murong Feng was smiling sinisterly, and the cold aura on his body became stronger. He was holding Meng Qiyan'er's hand and talking with some uncles. The uncle made a toast, and in another quarter of an hour it was time to worship.

Then it is sent to the bridal chamber.

"Whoosh..."

"Boom..."

A piercing sound pierced the night sky, and a body fell heavily in the yard outside the hall, creating a big hole. Everyone's heart trembled, and they all looked around. The first person to react was the housekeeper, Murong Chong. …

"who?"

"Who dares to throw a corpse at the White Tiger Palace?"

Murong Chong was furious, glanced his eyes, and shouted angrily, then immediately stepped forward, kicked the corpse away, Murong Hong's face was turned upside down, his face was dead silent, his eyes were staring so wide, and there was not a trace of breath in his body .

"old"

"Old" ancestors. "

"Oh my God!"

suddenly.

Murong Chong let out a sharp cry like a woman, his body was trembling non-stop, his legs were weak and he kept retreating, he couldn't believe what he saw, his feet were floating, he staggered and fell to the ground, his hands kept supporting him, His face was very pale.

The "old" old" ancestor died..."

"Boom!"

Murong Chong's words were like a heavy bomb exploding in the White Tiger Palace, and the surrounding quickly fell silent. Murong Yao frowned and stepped out, and landed heavily next to the corpse. His legs wobbled, and he suddenly fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, his hands trembled rapidly, and his lips quivered, "How could that be?" How could it be? Who was the ancestor "how could it be"? who is it? "

Less than half a second.

Counting figures flew out from all over the palace, seeing Murong Yao sitting on the ground with a vicissitudes face, his eyes seemed to be dead silent, all the disciples of the White Tiger Clan were stunned, completely unresponsive, the ancestor will die?

How can it be?

He has cultivated for 50 million years, and he has already broken through the realm of Immortal Supreme as early as tens of millions of years ago. Now his cultivation has reached the peak of Immortal Supreme. Looking at the unparalleled existences in the entire holy world, who can kill him?

And he was killed with one punch.

Who can do it except the World Lord?

"The old ancestor is dead..."

"The old ancestor is dead..."

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Crying and screaming, a lively wedding suddenly turned into a howling funeral, the change was too fast, and Murong Feng was stunned in place so quickly, not knowing what to do, all the uncles in the hall left In the yard, he knelt down heavily, only he was holding Meng Qiyan'er's little hand, his face turned blue and then pale.

"how so?"

"who is it?"

"..."

Murong Yao suddenly stood up, his body suddenly released endless domineering, his eyes twisted, and the anger surging in his chest erupted like an uncontrollable, the battle between the eyes and pupils flashed bloodshot, extremely angry.

The ancestor is the spiritual domain of the White Tiger Clan, and now that he is dead, it is like a big tree collapsing, and it will be unacceptable for a while.

"how so?"

"Patriarch Murong, who among the people here will be the opponent of Senior Murong?"

"Yes. Immortal supreme peak powerhouse, even if you give me 10,000 courage, I dare not touch him."

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Discussed among the crowd. Looking at Murong Yao's bloodshot eyes, their hearts trembled faintly. A sudden chill.

Murong Yao's cultivation base is very advanced.

To become the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, one's cultivation is more than simple. At this moment, even if he wants to use the eyes of the sky, he can't just spy on it. Murong Hong is dead. The conditions for activating Sky Eye were not established, and it was not known who killed him.

"Father.\

,""The time has come."

Murong Feng held Meng Qiyan'er's hand tightly, his feminine face turned slightly pale. He also knew that the ancestors were extremely important. But for him now, marriage is the most important thing. His ancestor is dead, and no matter how much he regrets it, he can't be resurrected.

Murong Yao stared coldly, furious.

"Murong Feng, what time is it?"

"The old ancestors were all killed. You still want to get married, do you have any old ancestors in your heart?"...

"That's right. Is your marriage important, or your ancestors?"

"so rude!"

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The words of the Baihu clan were angry, and Murong Feng's words made him even more furious. If they hadn't cared that he was Murong Yao's son, they would have slapped him several times. It's too presumptuous for them to be in the mood to get married at this time.

at this time.

Qin Tian said slightly: "The dead are the most important. Marrying now is the greatest disrespect to the dead. You should put your marriage aside, Mr. Murong."

"Well?"

Murong Feng stared coldly at Qin Tian for a moment, and said, "Fuck your mother, what kind of onion are you? Today, the old man must get married."

Immediately, the right hand exerted light force.

Meng Qiyan'er's hand was pinched in excruciating pain, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"Yan'er."

"Come on, we're husband and wife after we worship, hurry up, we don't care about them, we worship us..." Murong Feng said impatiently, with a trace of frenzy in his eyes, coupled with a feminine voice, the whole person looked Totally a perverted old eunuch.

"snort!"

Qin Tian took a step forward, first glanced at Murong Yao, and then said: "This kind of unfilial son, if it was my son, I would slap him to death. I don't care about the death of the old ancestor, and he still thinks about his own good things. , the White Tiger Clan has people like you, it's really a tragedy."

"you……"

Murong Feng yelled angrily, the aura on his body suddenly increased, his eyes fixed on Qin Tian, ​​and he said coldly: "Don't think you are from Longxiang Temple, I dare not touch you, the White Tiger Clan is not your turn Arrogant, believe it or not, the old man wants you not to leave the palace today?"

"Shut up!"

Murong Yao shouted suddenly, stepped out, his figure was like lightning, and instantly landed beside Murong Feng, slapped him hard, and cursed: "You bastard!"

"Snapped!"

A loud slap.

Murong Feng's cheeks immediately became red and swollen from the beating. It was obvious that Murong Yao was very angry. He glanced at Qin Tian lightly, then cupped his hands, and said loudly, "I'm making you laugh. Our ancestor was assassinated today. Today's marriage is nothing more than that." , the reception is not good, please forgive me, and please go back first, I, Murong Yao, will definitely apologize to everyone in the future."

"Patriarch Murong's condolences."

"sad"

...

Some people in the crowd kept uttering regretful voices, shaking their heads and sighing, but there was another scene in their hearts, especially Qinglong, the elder of the Suzaku Clan, sneered in his heart, and slightly balanced his mind about the matter of their dead gifted disciple.

"etc."

Qin Tian immediately drank, and said: "I haven't worshiped heaven and earth yet, Miss Mengqi is not the wife of Mr. Murong, so I have to take her back to the Lotus Garden first, I'm worried..."

"you dare!"

Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian viciously, and said: "She is also my wife without worshiping heaven and earth, who are you, why do you interfere with the affairs of my White Tiger Clan? How many heads do you have?"

While talking, Lan Hua pointed lightly, making some people around want to laugh but dare not.

Qin Tian said indifferently: "Patriarch Murong, as Meng Qiyan'er's friend, I have an obligation to ensure her safety. Your ancestors were assassinated, and if she is allowed to live in the White Tiger Palace, I am worried that you will not be able to protect him, let alone now Living in the palace without getting married, how do you let people in the world think of Meng Qiyan? How do you think of the White Tiger Clan?"

"you……"

"You can protect someone who even the White Tiger Clan can't protect?"

"What a joke."

Murong Feng sneered, and suddenly let go of Meng Qiyan'er, an extremely cold breath was released from his body suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to condense instantly, and some people fainted from the cold after looking at it.

Strong Yin Qi.

It was extremely cold, and Murong Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent...\u003cal"\u003e(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to ◤Novel◢ to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest reward Power.) \u003cal”\u003e \u003cspan\u003e