Huang Yaolao stood in place in a daze, his eyes becoming hot!

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that I was overlooked for a while, and I almost missed such a peerless opportunity.

With a nerd here, what else do you want the Spider Emperor's life to do? You must know that his heart vitality is far beyond that of the foundation building spirit beast!

In the eyes of Huang Yaolao, the figure of Xiao Congee immediately turned into a running rejuvenating pill, leading him to a bright future!

I'm going to play again next time!

A few little flower snakes reluctantly bid farewell to Zhen Xiaoxiao and Xiao Congee, and coldly, a deafening roar suddenly came from overhead!

"Who dares to hurt my beloved disciple? This master is the first to fight with it! ”

Fearless flowing fire male yellow roasted, Huang Yao Lao stepped on his own dust, and fell from the sky with a bang.

I couldn't figure out what was going on, and these little flower snakes with warm smiles on their faces were fanned away like garbage by a gust of wind!

"Tiny! Zhouzhou, are you two okay? As soon as he took the two of them into his arms, Huang Yaolao was so excited that the yellow whiskers on his chin curled one by one, and the blood spurting out of his mouth poured a small porridge on his head, which was really small.

Belch......

It's really petrified, the little porridge is petrified, Elder Hu is petrified, Elder Wu is petrified, Ji Qingyi is petrified, and Luo Wei is also stunned in place, not knowing if he sees an illusion for a while.

There are no more than three questions in their hearts.

First, how did Huang Yaolao break the forbidden formation of the Kaishan Ancestor level and rush into the woodland?

Second, he vomited blood for Mao, and he vomited so imposingly like a rainbow, stretching like a surging river?

The third is, how could he, who has always had a small belly and chicken intestines, suddenly stand out for his disciples? Could it be ...... Took the wrong medicine today?

"It's sacrificial blood! Sacrificed a large amount of essence blood, cut off part of the origin, and cultivated to retreat directly from the foundation building to the condensation realm, and Uncle Huang relied on this method to come in! ”

On the topic of self-sacrifice, Tong Zhan is definitely a veteran in the professional field.

So as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately relieved everyone's doubts.

Some of the Seven Disciples even lowered their heads in shame because of their shallow knowledge.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

Feeling that the eyes of his fellow melon-eating colleagues were full of confusion and inquiry, Huang Yaolao was shocked to realize that he seemed to be overperforming. I didn't want to be probed, so I immediately coughed again and again and began to argue.

"What's wrong? The sect is in trouble, the beast is chaotic and difficult to settle, now in our Seven Leaves Valley, there are just a few little dolls who are responsible for the great cause of revival, shouldn't as an elder stand up and protect the disciples? ”

His voice still carried the weakness of blood loss, but under the background of the fire rain, it was dyed with such a subtle sacredness.

"Even though this master treats people harshly on weekdays, he can still get a clear share of which is more important!"

As he spoke, Elder Huang Yao pointed at the three elders with one hand.

"It's you Wu Laosan! Don't look at your four disciples, they were almost swallowed by poisonous clams! ”

He raised his hand and pointed at the second elder: "It's you Hu Er!" Now Zhong Zixing is crazy, and only Zikai and Liu Chan are left in the second elder's lineage, and they are barely the best among the people, but they are now injured and faltering, as a teacher of teaching, don't your heart hurt? ”

"The origin and essence blood, we can make up for it in the future, but when the disciple dies, the inheritance of the Seven Leaves Valley will be broken!"

In the piercing cry of the old yellow medicine cone, the eyes of the Qiye people became brighter and brighter!

Before, he was definitely too superficial, and he always regarded Uncle Huang as a villain, but he never thought that his old man's ideological consciousness would be so high!

Guilty! In contrast to that noble soul, he was as small as an ant.

A touch of sunlight appeared from behind the clouds, and the orange and gold rays were plated on Huang Yaolao's body.

His diminutive figure turned into a moral giant in an instant!