Facing Shirley's white muzzle and her sharp eyes as sharp as a knife, Huang Xiaolong smiled as if nothing had happened, "It's really a rose with thorns.m. The mobile phone is the most traffic-free and ad-free site."

On the other side, Ji Zhengyu, Lin Zicong, Ma Chuxia, Old Master Jin and others all roared. "Put down the gun!"

The sound of pulling the bolts came one after another. Shirley Bai's camouflage uniform soldiers were well trained to put down the arms box in their hands, and pointed the gun at Huang Xiaolong's side as soon as possible.

The tense atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire Chujia Village.

Mr. Chu, Chu Hao and others were so scared that their legs became weak and their faces were pale. They had never seen such a scene in their lives!

"Before you shoot, I promise that you will die without a burial place." Xia Ying said coldly, and her true energy had begun to rush, and she wanted to send an angry blow, and smashed the mixed-race woman who was threatening her man with one punch!

"Puff~ I'm just kidding." Shirley put away his pistol like lightning, and then waved his hand, all the soldiers in the camouflage uniform put down their guns and continued to work.

"Dear sir, I will defeat it. I don't need your help. You should be blessed." Shirley rolled his eyes and felt unparalleled confidence and fighting spirit flashed, twisting his slender waist and heading towards the end of the village.

"Master, this mixed-race woman is so presumptuous!" Ji Zhengyu was so angry that she tickled.

Huang Xiaolong shrugged indifferently. "She will be so scared that she wet her pants. These people don't know what the dragon means."

"It's really outrageous to want to broadcast live around the world." Ma Chuxia glared at Shirley Bai's devilish back.

"Live broadcast is a big deal." Huang Xiaolong laughed in silence. "When fighting with Long, the world will be in chaos, and there is no signal to be transmitted from here."

"That's right, teacher, our cell phones have no signal." Mr. Jin smiled. "I can't make a phone call or send a text message. This Chujia Village has become an isolated place."

Shirley never showed up again in the next few days.

The atmosphere in the entire Chujia Village is also extremely depressing and suffocating.

On the one hand, this kind of repression comes from the camouflage uniform warriors who are armed all over the body and patrolling the village, while on the other hand, it seems to be a kind of wrath of heaven and earth!

From time to time, a roar full of hostility would come from the back mountain of Chujia Village.

finally!

On the seventh day after Huang Xiaolong came to Chujia Village!

The sky seemed to have been stabbed in a big hole! It was pouring heavily and it was pouring down.

Even during the day, it is still dark clouds covering the sun.

In addition to the heavy rain, there were lightning and thunder in the sky. The rumbling thunderous sound made the mountains tremble.

There are several rivers in the back mountain of Chujia Village. Today, waves of water flow from the undercurrent are extremely strange and upstream!

All of this is like heavenly punishment. It is also like the end of the world, and it is coming!

"Today is the day to kill the dragon." Huang Xiaolong's expression was light, but a rare sense of fighting appeared in his eyes!

"Little Dragon~" Song Yuru, Chu Tingting and other wives, as well as the Binhai group heroes and the people of the four major families of Binhai, were all in chaos and could not figure out what happened today.

The dense crowds of people stood under the eaves, hiding from the heavy rain.

"Big wife, stay in the village obediently, remember, you are not allowed to go anywhere." Huang Xiaolong ordered.

Immediately, my eyes swept across everyone's faces and said loudly. "Stay in the village, don't worry about anything. I will leave rashly and disappear into ashes. This is my advice to you."

Seeing Huang Xiaolong being surprisingly cautious, no one dared to say a word, and just nodded repeatedly.

"My wife, Mr. Ji, you can just go with me." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Xiaolong, I'm going too!" Xia Ying said immediately.

Lin Zicong, Mr. Jin, and some ancient martial arts masters of the Jin family volunteered to go with Huang Xiaolong, but Huang Xiaolong refused.

At this moment, a group of people came from afar.

This group of people has a great aura, with strong storms. When they approached them, they were rejected by an inexplicable force, which made them very casually along the way, without any water stains on their bodies.

Everyone looked up.

The monk walking in front was wearing a golden cassock, holding a Zen stick in his hand, and a string of rosary beads hanging around his neck. His face was as saint as a saint and his body exuded an indescribable aura.

This is the contemporary host of the "Zhenlong Temple", and its magic power is unfathomable.

Next is Xuanyuan Ao. He was carrying a sword on his back, his true energy was like a dragon, his eyes were like a scorching sun, and his body contained the power of capturing dragons and throwing elephants.

The master of ancient martial arts, a powerful man who condensed 110 true qi, is also an excellent candidate for slaying dragons in front this time.

Walking beside Xuanyuan Ao was a ghost king with a ghostly aura.

Then there is a mangy dog.

Behind them was a camouflage uniform, and the heroic shirley white.

Behind Shirley White are dozens of fierce and cold-blooded camouflage warriors, holding various advanced weapons, such as sniper rifles, individual missile launchers, and individual flamethrowers. Some even carry anti-equipment rifles. The maximum range of this gun is 5,000 yards, and the bullets are thicker than fingers. Once it is fired, it is not only a tank, but also an enemy bunker can explode.

This is simply a terrifying army!

In addition, there are many filming staff, hosts, etc. from TV stations, following behind with excitement. Some are constantly slashing crosses on their chests and praying constantly.

Monk Guanzhen clasped his hands at Huang Xiaolong, "Young man, today is the day when the seal is broken and the dragon soul is released. We are ready, where are you?"

Just then

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the back mountain, black air rose into the sky, condensed in the sky, forming a force of dark clouds covering the top.

This is a sinful spirit, a sinful cloud formed by a series of evil spirits.

Roar roar roar roar roar

There was a downpour and amid the rolling thunder, anger roar sounded.

The entire back mountain of Chujia Village seemed to be shaking violently.

It seems that there is a peerless and ferocious thing to break through the constraints and rush into the sky!

"I have nothing to prepare for." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Okay, don't waste your time, let's go."

"Young man, the war is coming, can you..." Monk Guanzhen looked at the mangy dog.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. No matter what his condition is, he will go to die." Huang Xiaolong grabbed the talisman hidden in the body of the mangy dog ​​directly.

The light flashed, and the skinny dog ​​also changed back to its original appearance. A bald rosacea-like Taoist priest stared at Huang Xiaolong with a resentful look and gritted his teeth. "After slaying the dragon, I will kill you!"

"Dao Ren Yin, it's not the time to talk about these things now. Let's go." Monk Guanzhen nodded, turned around and left.

Huang Xiaolong also moved his muscles and bones, took Ma Chuxia and Ji Zhengyu, and followed Monk Guanzhen and others.

Huang Xiaolong burned a talisman, and lights flowed on him, Ma Chuxia, Ji Zhengyu, and the three of them, blasting the rain that was floating over.

Watching Huang Xiaolong's back leave, Chu Tingting couldn't help but ask, "What is Xiaolong going to do?"

"Slaying the Dragon." Xia Ying said in a fascinating way.
Chapter completed!