Under the gaze of everyone, this 3,000-year-old mussel spirit slowly stood up, in the hearts of Bu Fei and Bai Su, Jenny has always been a marginal soy sauce player, but she didn't expect that when everyone had no choice, she became the key to breaking the game.

Xiao Beng's spirit was solemn, and she slowly opened her mouth, and everyone was surprised to see her obviously closing her abdomen. After a while, a shiny ball spat out.

"Ahh

Everyone was amazed again and again, there are really many people with great strength, there are many strange people and strange people, and everyone seems to see the dawn of going out.

"Grandpa, hurry up and find a way, Xiaorui, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on!" Xiang Chenlong didn't want to be trapped here, he firmly believed that the think tank in his stomach would definitely have some effect.

'Open your mouth!' Xiang Wentian roared.

Xiang Chenlong immediately opened his mouth, and a small ball of light suddenly burst out from his mouth to light up the surroundings, and the entire space was full of light, and he finally saw the edge of this golden bowl.

"Hurry up, break this golden bowl now!" Xiang Chenlong began to exert his strength according to Xiang Wentian's exercises.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Xiang Chenlong's left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed outward, and his palm swept to the wall of the bowl in front of him.

'Grandpa, what kind of exercise is this so domineering?' Bai Bingbing felt that the entire space was shining with gold, and he was about to blind their dog eyes.

Xiang Wentian said proudly: "This is my ultimate killing move, Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

Tucci said strangely: "Isn't the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending a trick in martial arts?

Xiang Wentian drew a semicircle with his left hand, and pushed out with a palm of his right hand, and Xiang Chenlong was also doing the same action. This is exactly the pride of his life, "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon", in which Kang Long has regrets.

"Use your imagination! you are all immortals, and you can't even transform what mortals write, cut!"

Only then did everyone understand that the eldest of the Twelve Immortal Classes, Chen Longxiang, was so bullish, this was a legendary martial art.

Xiang Wentian jumped into the air, striking from a high position, the power was extremely great, and Xiang Chenlong's movements were surprisingly consistent.

Goal: Shatter the Bondage!

"See the dragon in the field!"

The second wave of attacks arrived quickly and abnormally, and the momentum of the front did not wane, and the stamina continued. This move shocked hundreds

, both palms pushed forward, this is a very powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and everyone is dazzled.

"Or Leap into the Abyss"

The third palm or jumped in the abyss, Xiang Wentian didn't dare to stay strong, took a breath, exhaled, the left palm probed forward, and the right palm pierced out from under the left palm, hitting the barrier in front of him

"Suddenly!"

Xiang Chenlong's spirit suddenly perked, and his left palm slapped out, which was the sudden appearance of four of the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Boom Boom!

A variety of tricks are a feast for everyone's eyes.

'Grandpa, I'm about to lose my support, the natal bead is consuming life force every second it leaves my body...' Jenny stretched out her index fingers with both hands, and the luster of the beads in her mouth became lighter and faer.

Xiang Chenlong was startled and didn't dare to play around, so he went straight to the combo.

"Ssangyong fetches water!"

"The dragon wags its tail!"

"Frost and ice!"

Outside the golden bowl, Taishan Wang Dong and many red riding bones pouted and stared intently at the roaring golden bowl, which felt like a rabbit kept rushing inside.

"Haha, it's in vain! Just wait for the immortal power to run out and die!" "Taishan Wang Dong is very confident in his magic weapon, and the red riding hoods are also patting their ass, how many of the Three Realms can compete with the Enma?

It's really a group of toads sitting in the well and watching the sky!

"Boss, boss, will this kid break free from making such a fuss inside?" There was a red hat who was uneasy, but was stopped by the eyes of King Dong of Taishan.

"Impossible!huh?"

Just when Taishan Wang Dong said that it was impossible, but it was visible to the naked eye that the magic weapon began to bulge, one, two, more than ten bags in the blink of an eye.

"No! this kid is really coming out!" cried out King Dong of Taishan, for they had already seen that the golden bowl was crumbling.

"Dragons fight in the wild!"

Xiang Chenlong took a breath at the moment, raised his elbows slightly, and hit his right fist and left palm, directly hitting the horizontal push, one fast and one slow. This is the last palm of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending in one move, both rigid and soft, positive and negative, and the confinement of the golden bowl also collapsed with this blow.

"Ahh

The little golden figure floated in mid-air, and a pair of eyes slowly opened, and it turned out to be purple pupils!

Mountain King Dong was shocked, "This, this breath is the breath of a superior person, who are you?"

Xiang Chenlong felt that after beating a set of grandfather's eighteen dragon descending palms, his body was like being reborn, and now he seemed to have a feeling of destroying the world.

"Surrender~ It's a face!" Xiang Chenlong looked at Taishan Wang Dong with contempt, the previous big guy was now like a huge baby of more than twenty meters.

Taishan Wang Dong's face changed greatly, and he glanced at the subordinates around him, and his subordinates involuntarily lowered their heads or turned their faces sideways, or even turned their backs. At this time, it is time to save some face for the boss.

"Little, immortal, I'm convinced!" Taishan Wang Dong looked at the broken magic weapon, his heart was dripping blood, and there was a flattering look on his face, which made Xiang Chenlong confirm a truth.

Only if you are so strong that everyone will bow down to you!

Taishan Wang Dong opened the gate of hell on the next floor, and respectfully sent Xiang Chenlong out of the Zhonghe Hell, and Xiang Chenlong got into it at once.

When Xiang Chenlong left, the red hat said to Taishan Wang Dong: "Boss, just let this kid go?"

"What else can I do? This kid has all the ability, he can't stop it!" Taishan Wang Dong was a little annoyed.

"Boss, if it doesn't work, report it to your superiors, and let the top ten yin handsomes come out to deal with him..."

Taishan Wang Dong thought about it, he really lost his magic weapon and lost face, and he had to teach that kid a lesson, the top ten yin handsome...

Is that a thug?

.............................

Xiang Chenlong was very speechless, because the layer he went down to was full of ice and snow, and he couldn't see people at all, it was cold! It was biting cold, it turned out that hell was really making people suffer, Xiang Chenlong originally thought that he was a spirit and would not have a feeling of heat and cold, but from the moment he entered hell, he miscalculated.

Xiang Chenlong's frozen big nose came out, and the silky liquid came out of his nostrils, and it froze into ice slag before it reached the tip of his nose.

'Let's use immortal power to make a fire~' Xiang Wentian couldn't bear to see his grandson suffer like this.

'There is no immortal qi here, it can't be replenished, use some less!' Xiang Chenlong really didn't dare to waste a trace of immortal power.

'You have all forgotten that Xiang Chenlong has an inexhaustible supply in his body...'

Souls!