After the awakening of the blood, Shi Qing has been able to control the body's madness. At this moment, the arm is mad, and the power is greatly increased.

Hey!

The Baihua Dance was shaken by Shi Qingyi, and Huang Pujun, who was behind him, was exposed to Shi Qing.

"You, you, what are you doing, my father is the realm of Huang Ling, you have to move me... oh..."

Shi Qing grabbed Huang Pujun's neck with one hand and took his second half back to his stomach.

The arm is pulled in the arms and an uppercut is made.

Hey!

The **** punch directly hits the chest of Huangpu Jun, and Huang Pujun’s eyes are wide, and the body meridians are shaken by the fist of Shi Qing.

"Blood wolf! Hand..." The flower dance screamed, and the mental strength swept the attack of Huangpu Jun, and the eyes flashed a little helplessly.

The initial strength of the ninth order was hit by the chest of Huang Ling. There was only one in the end, and the meridians were broken and killed on the spot!

One shot of Huang Pujun, the blood color in Shi Qing's eyes gradually subsided, and Huang Pujun was put in the hands of Shi Qing as a dead dog.

Hearing the sound of the flower dance, Shi Qing looked at the flower dance sideways: "Hundred flowers, do you want to avenge him?"

The corner of the flower dance is a bit helpless: "I can’t talk about revenge. I was not an Emperor of the Emperor. But today, your blood alliance will give an account to the Emperor."

"Imperial Emperor... well! I will give an account to the Emperor."

Shi Qing's face sank, carrying the body of Huang Pujun flying out, the direction of advancement, it is the Emperor!

The flower dance looked at the back of Shi Qing, sighed and shook his head to keep up.

......

Beidu Small Courtyard.

After experiencing the storm in front of the duel field, the four people did not want to go shopping and returned directly to their residence.

"Miss, let's fight the Emperor of the Emperor in public, this Liangzi is a knot." Well Feidao.

"The kind of person of Huangpu Jun, to be cleaned up sooner or later, now give him some color, let him know and retreat, save trouble in the future." Night feathers in the eyes of the chill is still.

The old Lai on the side looked at the night feathers and glanced at him. "Little girl, what do you think of the woman who stopped you today?"

"Hundreds of flowers?" The night feathers squinted, I don't know why Lao Lai asked this, and the mouth replied: "The strength is good, if I advance to Huang Ling, I am sure to win her."

Lao Lai nodded. "The woman has been famous for some time in the past. Later, when you enter the life and death, you may encounter her. Be careful when you get there."

"Well, I know." The night feathers responded to two sentences and went back to the house to practice.

The first time I played against the flower dance, the night feathers felt the pressure! Must improve strength as soon as possible.

Just entering the room, the night feathers suddenly remembered that they have not counted today's spoils!

Take out the two space rings, and the night feathers are swept away by God.

Blood spar? !

When exploring the second ring, the night feathers flashed a touch of joy in the eyes, and the two old men were mixed in the long-term, and there were actually two blood spar in the ring!

The red light flashed, and the night feathers took the blood spar in his hand and said that the volume and purity were not as good as those given by Bai Jinyi.

However, the total is stronger than that, the aura flashes, and the night feathers disappear.

......

Shi Qing all the way to the emperor of Huangpu Jun, directly to the emperor's ancestral gate.

The ancestral gate of the Emperor's ancestral temple is located in a mountainous peak in the suburbs. The trees are dense, and the sects are opened in the middle of the mountain and built on the mountain.

"Lord! Sovereign! Not good, Prince Si..." A disciple hurried into the stone room.

"What happened to Juner." Huang Pucheng opened his eyes and his voice was a bit unpleasant.

"Prince Sizu seems to have been seriously injured, in the living room, you are going to have a look." The disciple had a cold sweat on his forehead, wondering if he was anxious or scared.