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"Ding"

"Congratulations to the player Qin Tian for killing Murong Hong and gaining 12000000000 experience, 1090000 qigong value, and 89000 survival value ......"

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

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

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

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The system's series of prompt tones were endless, Qin Tian's heart was turned upside down, indescribable excitement, Murong Hong, who was at the peak of the Immortal Supreme Realm, and the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, none of the things he broke out were garbage, all of them were good things that were hard to find in the entire Holy Realm.

Just now, a punch pierced Murong Hong's chest, and the power of Pangu's bloodline continued to spread out from his fists, heading straight for the Knowing Sea Yuan God.

Boom.

A punch shattered Murong Hong's primordial spirit, his body died, his form was destroyed, and his god was also destroyed.

"Oh my God. ”

"The power of the Pangu bloodline is simply too rebellious. ”

Thinking back to the punch just now, Qin Tian couldn't help but cry out excitedly, that kind of power was something he had never experienced, he had never thought that the power of the bloodline could be so strong before, and now he finally knew which Holy Sects did not accept disciples who did not have a gifted bloodline.

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

"Hiss"

Put away your right fist. Qin Tian's face turned pale for a while, and the bones on his entire arm were all shattered. The power of the Pangu bloodline is very strong. However, the defensive power of the strength shield composed of Murong Hong's white tiger bloodline and strong immortal divine power was very thick.

A punch was struck, and almost instantly, the knuckles of his fingers were shattered into powder, and at that time, the power of the Pangu bloodline skyrocketed, smashing the Yellow Dragon. Only then did Murong Hong punch him to death, and Qin Tian gasped. There was palpitations in his heart, and then he performed a regeneration technique, and his right arm instantly recovered.

Looking at Murong Hong's corpse beside him, he smiled faintly. "No way. Who called you the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, count you unlucky. ”

Immediately.

Qin Tian lifted Murong Hong's corpse, dragged it to the entrance of the cave, and threw it heavily into the sky above the White Tiger Palace, and at the same time, Qin Tian's speed increased to the limit. Faster than the corpse, he fell back to the White Tiger King's Mansion, and now he can't expose himself.

Just now, the White Tiger Clan's forbidden land made such a loud noise. The powerhouse of the White Tiger Clan must have discovered something, and it must not be exposed at this time, although Qin Tian is not afraid of anything, but there are other three divine beast families behind the White Tiger Clan.

Even if there is a gap between them, it is still an alliance, not to mention that the White Tiger Clan is an ancestor?

If this is the case, why is Murong Yao vying for the position of Realm Lord?

The White Tiger Divine Clan is by no means that simple, Murong Yao must have a powerful backmove.

The black shadow came in an instant.

Qin Tian fell silently on the periphery of the hall, at this time there was a lot of noise in the hall, and Murong Feng, the prince of the young man, had a sneering smile on his face, and the cold aura on his body was a little stronger, holding Meng Qiyan'er's hand and toasting with some uncles and uncles, and in a quarter of an hour it was time to worship the hall.

Then it's sent to the cave room.

"Whoosh......"

"Bang ......"

A piercing sound pierced the night sky, and a body in the courtyard outside the hall fell heavily and smashed a small pit, everyone's hearts were cold, and they all looked at it, and the first to react was the housekeeper Murong Chong. ...,

"Who?"

"Who would dare to throw a corpse at the White Tiger King's Mansion?"

Murong was angry, swept his eyes, and said angrily, then immediately stepped forward and kicked the corpse away, Murong Hong's face was facing the sky, his face was full of dead silence, his eyes were staring at him unblindly, and there was no trace of breath on his body.

"Old"

"Old" ancestors. ”

"Oh my God!"

Suddenly.

Murong Chong let out a sharp cry like a woman, his body kept shaking, his legs were weak and he kept retreating, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, his feet were floating, he staggered and fell to the ground, his hands kept propping back, and his face was very pale.

"Old" old "old ancestor is dead......

"Boom!"

Murong Chong's words were like a bomb exploded in the White Tiger Palace, and the surroundings quickly quieted down, Murong Yao frowned and stepped out, landing heavily next to the corpse, looking at it, his body shook suddenly, his legs swayed, and he suddenly fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, his hands trembled rapidly, and his lips trembled and said: "How could it be?" How could it be?

Less than half a second.

Counting figures flew out from all over the palace, and saw Murong Yao sitting on the ground with a face full of vicissitudes, his eyes seemed to be dead and silent, all the disciples of the White Tiger Clan were stunned, and they didn't react at all, the old ancestor would die?

How can it be?

After cultivating for 50 million years, he had already broken through the Immortal Supreme Realm as early as tens of millions of years, and now his cultivation has reached the peak of the Immortal Supreme, looking at the powerful and incomparable existence of the entire Holy Realm, who can kill him?

And it was a one-punch kill.

Who can do it except the Realm Lord?

"The old ancestor is dead......

"The old ancestor is dead, ......"

......

Crying and shouting, a lively happy event suddenly turned into a howling and crying funeral, the change was too fast, so fast that Murong Feng was stunned and didn't know what to do, all the uncles and uncles in the hall walked to the courtyard and knelt down heavily, only he was still holding Meng Qiyan'er's little hand, his face was blue and white.

"How so?"

"Who is it?"

“......”

Murong Yao stood up suddenly, his body suddenly released endless domineering, his eyes twisted, the anger in his chest erupted irrepressibly, and the battle of his eyes flashed with a trace of blood, and he was extremely angry.

The old ancestor is the spiritual realm of the White Tiger Clan, and now that he is dead, it is like a big tree collapsing, and he will not be able to accept it at all for a while.

"How so?"

"Murong family master, who will be the opponent of Murong seniors here?"

"yes. Immortal Supreme Peak powerhouse, even if I am given 10,000 guts, I don't dare to touch him. ”

......

The crowd began to talk. Looking at Murong Yao's bloodshot eyes, their hearts were faintly moving. The chill was abrupt.

Murong Yao's cultivation is very profound.

To be able to become the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, cultivation is not just as simple as being profound, at this moment, even if he wants to snoop into the past, Murong Hong is dead. The conditions for activating the Sky Eye are not established, and there is no way to know who killed him.

"Father. ”，

"The hour has come. ”

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

Murong Yao glared coldly, furious.

"Murong Feng, what time is it?"

"The ancestors were all killed. You still have the heart to get married, do you have an ancestor in your heart?"...,

"Yes. Is your marriage important, or is your ancestor important?"

"It's not big, it's not small!"

......

The White Tiger Clan's words were angry, and Murong Feng's words made him even more angry, if it weren't for the fact that he was Murong Yao's son, they would not even be able to slap him a few times, and they were still in the mood to get married at this time, it was too presumptuous.

At this time.

Qin Tian said slightly: "The deceased is the greatest, and remarrying now is the greatest disrespect to the deceased, Murong Gongzi, your marriage should be put aside." ”

"Huh?"

Murong Feng's eyes were stunned, and he stared directly at Qin Tian coldly, and said, "Put your mother's fart, what kind of green onion are you? ”

Immediately, the right hand is gently pressed.

Meng Qiyan'er's hand was pinched in severe pain, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Yan'er. ”

"Come, we will be husband and wife after worshipping in the hall, hurry up, we don't care about them, we worship our ......" Murong Feng said impatiently, his eyes flashed with a hint of fanaticism, coupled with a feminine voice, the whole person looked like a completely perverted old eunuch.

"Humph!"

Qin Tian stepped out, first glanced at Murong Yao, and then said: "This kind of unfilial son, if it is my son, I will slap him to death, I don't care about the death of my ancestor, and I still think about my own good things, it is really sad that the White Tiger Clan has someone like you." ”

"You ......"

Murong Feng shouted angrily, the aura on his body soared, his eyes locked on Qin Tian, and he said coldly: "Don't think that if you are from the Dragon Elephant Temple, I won't dare to touch you, the White Tiger Clan can't be arrogant yet, believe it or not, the old man wants you to leave the palace today?"

"Shut up!"

Murong Yao burst into a shout, stepped out, his figure was like lightning, and instantly landed beside Murong Feng, slapped it hard, and scolded: "Bastard thing!"

"Smack!"

A resounding slap in the face.

Murong Feng's cheeks immediately became red and swollen, and he could see that Murong Yao was very angry, glanced at Qin Tian lightly, then gave up his hand, and said loudly: "Let everyone laugh, today's ancestor was assassinated, today's marriage is over, the hospitality is not good, please forgive me, and please go back first, I Murong Yao will definitely make amends to everyone in the future." ”

"The head of the Murong family mourns. ”

"Mourning"

......

There were people in the crowd who kept making regretful voices, shaking their heads and sighing, and their hearts were a different scene, especially Qinglong, the elder of the Vermilion Bird Clan, sneered in his heart, and his heart was slightly balanced about the matter of their dead talent disciple.

"Wait. ”

Qin Tian immediately drank it and said, "I haven't worshiped heaven and earth yet, Sister Mengqi is not Murong Gongzi's wife yet, since this is the case, I have to bring her back to Furong Garden first, I'm worried about ......"

"You dare!"

Murong Feng stared at Qin Tian viciously, and said, "If you don't worship heaven and earth, she is also my wife, how old are you, why should you interfere in the affairs of my White Tiger Clan?"

As he spoke, Orchid pointed lightly with his finger, which provoked some people around him who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Qin Tian said lightly: "Murong family master, as a friend of Meng Qi Yan'er, I have the obligation to ensure her safety, your ancestors have been assassinated, and let her master be in the White Tiger Palace, I am worried that you will not be able to protect him, not to mention that he is living in the palace before he is married, what do you let the people of the world think of Meng Qi Yan'er?"

"You ......"

"People that the White Tiger Clan can't protect, even you can protect?"

"What a joke. ”

Murong Feng sneered, and suddenly let go of Meng Qiyan'er, an extremely cold aura in his body was suddenly released, and the surrounding air seemed to condense in an instant, and some people looked at each other and fainted directly.

Powerful Yin Qi.

It was extremely cold, and Murong Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent...... (To be continued...... If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤ novel ◢ to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is the author's greatest motivation. ）