Chapter four hundred and fiftieth, do not raise son
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"bite"
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for killing 'Murong Hong' to gain 120000000 experience, qigong value 1090000, survival value 890000..."
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for obtaining an 'Immortal Supreme Holy Core'..."
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for obtaining the 'White Tiger Bloodline'..."
"Congratulations to the player 'Qin Tian' for obtaining 'White Tiger Wings'..."
...
The system's series of prompt sounds were endless. Qin Tian felt so excited. He couldn't say anything. Murong Hong, who was at the peak of the Immortal Supreme, was the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan. None of the things he had burst out was garbage, all of them were in sight.
Good things that are hard to find in the entire holy world.
Just as he punched through Murong Hong's chest, the power of Pangu's bloodline continued to spread out from his fists, rushing straight to the soul of the sea of consciousness.
A loud bang.
A punch broke Murong Hong's soul, his body died, his body was destroyed, and his spirit was destroyed.
"Oh my god."
"The power of Pangu's bloodline is simply too terrifying."
Thinking about the punch just now, Qin Tian couldn't help but scream excitedly. He had never experienced that kind of power. He had never thought that the power of blood could be so powerful. Now he finally knows what it is.
Why doesn’t the Holy Sect accept disciples without talented bloodlines?
The gap is really not a little bit, it's too big.
"hiss"
Putting away the right fist, Qin Tian's face turned pale, and all the bones on his entire arm were broken. The power of Pangu's bloodline was very strong. However, the defense power of Murong Hong's white tiger bloodline and the thick immortal divine power was very heavy.
.
A punch was knocked out, almost instantly, and the power of Pangu's bloodline increased sharply and hit Huanglong. Only then did Murong Hong die with a punch, Qin Tian took a breath of cold air.
, then used the 'Regeneration Technique' and recovered immediately.
Looking at Murong Hong's corpse beside him, he smiled faintly and said, "There is no way. Who said you are the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan? You are unlucky."
Immediately.
Qin Tian mentioned Murong Hong's body, dragged it to the entrance of the cave, and threw it heavily above the White Tiger Prince's Mansion. At the same time, Qin Tian's speed increased to the limit. He fell back to the White Tiger Prince's Mansion faster than the corpse, and he could not be exposed yet.
Just now, the White Tiger Clan's forbidden area made such a loud noise. The strong men of the White Tiger Clan must have discovered something and must not be exposed at this time. Although Qin Tian is not afraid of anything, there are other three divine beast families behind the White Tiger Clan.
Even if there is a gap between them, they are still an alliance, let alone the White Tiger Clan is only one ancestor?
If this is true, why should Murong Yao compete for the position of the Lord of the Realm?
The White Tiger Clan is definitely not that simple, and Murong Yao must have a powerful back move.
The black shadow came in an instant.
Qin Tian fell silently on the outside of the hall. At this time, the hall was noisy. The young master Murong Feng smiled with a silly face. The cold air on his body became stronger. He held Meng Qiyan'er's hand and was talking to some uncles.
Uncle toast, and in another quarter of an hour it will be the time for the church.
Then it was sent to the bridal chamber.
"Swoosh..."
"Bang..."
A harsh sound cut through the night sky, and a body fell heavily in the yard outside the hall and smashed a large pit. Everyone felt a stern and looked around. The first person to react was the butler Murong Chong.
"who?"
"Who dares to throw a body into the White Tiger Mansion?"
Murong Chong was furious, swept his eyes and shouted angrily, then immediately walked forward and kicked the body away. Murong Hong's face was facing the sky, his face was silent, his eyes wide open with a wide open star, and there was no breath on his body. .
"old"
"Old" ancestor."
"Oh my God!"
Suddenly.
Murong Chong made a sharp scream like a woman, his body trembled constantly, his legs were weak and he couldn't believe what was in front of him, his feet were floating, he staggered and fell to the ground, his hands kept supporting him, His face was very pale.
"Old" "Old" "Old ancestor is dead..."
"Boom!"
Murong Chong's words were like a bombshell bomb exploded in the White Tiger Palace, and the surroundings quickly calmed down. Murong Yao frowned and stepped out, landing heavily next to the corpse. When he looked around, his body suddenly shook and his legs were swayed. , suddenly fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, his hands trembled rapidly, his lips trembled, and he said, "How could it be?" How could the ancestor "How could it be"? Who is it?"
In less than half a second.
There were several figures flying out from all over the palace. When Murong Yao sat on the ground with a vicissitudes of his face, his eyes seemed to be dead. All the disciples of the White Tiger Clan were stunned and did not react at all. Will the ancestor die?
How is that possible?
After practicing for 50 million years, he had already broken through the Immortal Supreme Realm in tens of millions of years. His current cultivation level has reached the peak of Immortal Supreme. Looking at the unparalleled existence of the entire holy world, who can kill him?
And he was killed with one punch.
Who can do it except the Lord of the Realm?
"The ancestor is dead..."
"The ancestor is dead..."
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Crying and shouting, a lively happy event suddenly turned into a terrifying funeral. It changed too quickly, so quickly that Murong Feng stood there and didn't know what to do. All the uncles and uncles in the hall left When he arrived in the yard, he knelt heavily, but he was the only one holding Meng Qiyan'er's little hand, his face turned blue and white.
"how so?"
"Who is it?"
“…”
Murong Yao suddenly stood up, and suddenly released endless domineering aura on his body. His eyes twisted, and the anger in his chest erupted uncontrollably. The battle of his eyes flashed with a trace of blood, and he was extremely angry.
The ancestor was the spiritual realm of the White Tiger Clan. Now he was dead, like a big tree collapsed, and he would not accept it for a while.
"how so?"
"Master of Murong, who is here to be the opponent of Senior Murong?"
"Yes. The peak Immortal Supreme Master, even if I give me ten thousand courages, I won't dare to touch him."
...
The crowd started to talk. Looking at Murong Yao's blood-filled eyes, their hearts were filled with vague movements, and the chill suddenly arose.
Murong Yao's cultivation is very profound.
If he can become the leader of the White Tiger Clan, his cultivation is not just as simple as his profoundness. At this moment, even if he wants to see the sky eye, he can't do it. Murong Hong is dead. The conditions for activating the sky eye are not true, and he doesn't know who killed him at all.
"Mr. Father."
"The time is here."
Murong Feng held Meng Qiyan'er's hand tightly, and his feminine face turned slightly pale. He also knew that his ancestor was extremely important. But now for him, marriage is the most important thing. His ancestor is dead, and he can't even regret it. Resurrect him.
Murong Yao glared coldly and furiously.
"Murrong Feng, when is this now?"
"All ancestors were killed. You still have the intention to get married. Do you have any ancestors in your heart?"
"That's it. Is your marriage important, or is it important for our ancestors?"
"No big or small!"
...
The Baihu tribe members were angry, and Murong Feng's words made him even more angry. If they hadn't been worried about him being Murong Yao's son, they would have even slapped him a few times. At this time, they were in the mood to get married, which was too presumptuous.
at this time.
Qin Tian said softly: "The dead are the most important thing. Getting married now is the greatest disrespect to the deceased. Mr. Murong, please let go of your marriage."
"Well?"
Murong Feng was stunned and stared at Qin Tian coldly, saying, "Don't you bet, who are you? I must get married today."
Then, gently exerted force with your right hand.
Meng Qiyan'er's hand was pinched and her body trembled.
"Yan'er."
"Come on, we will be husband and wife after we worship. Hurry up, we don't care about them, we worship us..." Murong Feng said impatiently, with a hint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes, and with a feminine voice, he looked like he was the whole person
He is completely a perverted old eunuch.
"snort!"
Qin Tian took a step forward, first glanced at Murong Yao, and then said, "If this kind of unfilial son is my son, I will slap him to death. I will ignore the death of my ancestors, but I will still think about my own good things."
It’s really a pity for the White Tiger Clan to have a person like you.”
"you……"
Murong Feng shouted angrily, his breath increased sharply, his eyes locked Qin Tian tightly, and he said coldly: "Don't think it's someone from Longxiang Temple, I dare not touch you, it's not your turn to the White Tiger Clan
Arrogant, believe it or not, I want you to not leave the palace today?"
"Shut up!"
Murong Yao suddenly shouted, took a step forward, his figure fell like lightning, and instantly fell beside Murong Feng. He slapped him hard and cursed: "Bastard!"
"Bang!"
A loud slap.
Murong Feng's cheeks immediately turned red and swollen. It was obvious that Murong Yao was very angry. He glanced at Qin Tian gently, then bowed and said loudly: "It makes everyone laugh. Today's ancestor was assassinated, and today's marriage is just for it.
, I am sorry for the poor hospitality. Please go back first. I, Murong Yao, will definitely apologize to everyone in the future."
"The head of the Murong family is mourning."
"Sad"
...
There were people in the crowd who kept making regrets, shaking their heads and sighing, and there was another scene in their hearts, especially the elders of the Qinglong and Zhuque clan, who sneered in their hearts and felt slightly balanced about their dead talented disciples.
"etc."
Qin Tian immediately shouted and said, "I haven't worshipped the world yet. Miss Mengqi is not Mr. Murong's wife yet. Since that's the 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 Tiandi, she is also my wife. Who are you? Why do you interfere with my White Tiger Clan's affairs? How many heads do you have?"
While speaking, Orchid pointed a lightly, causing some people around to want to laugh but dare not.
Qin Tian said lightly: "Murong family head, as a friend of Meng Qiyan'er, I have an obligation to ensure her safety. Your ancestors have been assassinated. If she lets her master be in the White Tiger Mansion, I am worried that you can't protect him, let alone now
He lives in the royal palace before he gets married. What do you think of Meng Qiyan'er when you ask the world to see Meng Qiyan'er? How do you think of the White Tiger Clan?"
"you……"
"You can protect people who cannot even protect the White Tiger Clan?"
"What a joke."
Murong Feng sneered, suddenly let go of Meng Qiyan'er, and an extremely cold aura in his body suddenly released. The air around him seemed to condense in an instant. Some people's eyes suddenly fainted.
Strong Yin Qi.
Incredibly cold, Murong Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent... (To be continued