With the blind box system in hand, the waste material counterattacks and becomes a genius in cultiva

Huang Chenglong's face turned pale, thinking that the Red Bandit was making fun of him.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, spiritual energy is thin and the great way is lacking.

Even in the beautiful and talented Fangwai, the strongest one is only at the Emperor Realm, which is still a long way from the Immortal Realm!

Fairy?

Don’t even mention his Huang family.

Even in the entire blessed land, it is impossible!

That is a supreme being that exists only in legends and has long been nowhere to be found.

However, considering the Red Bandits were so powerful and could burn people to ashes at any time, he didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction. He smiled and said, "Senior, you are joking. Although my Huang family is an ancient clan with thousands of years of history, it is impossible for us to have immortals in the world. However, there are still a few ancestors who are as powerful as you."

The Red Bandit's cultivation level should be the same as that of the Green-armored Old Man, at the late or peak stage of the Emperor Realm.

His Huang family still has such masters, but they are all in seclusion to prolong their lives and will not appear in the world easily.

"Equal to me? Do you know what realm I am at?" The Red Thief looked strange and alert.

Is there anyone in the world today who can reach the same level as him?

Is this Huang family so terrifying?

Huang Chenglong smiled and said, "I think the senior should be in the late imperial realm."

"Late imperial realm?" The Red Bandit was stunned.

Huang Chenglong's heart trembled, and he said again: "Could it be that the senior is at the peak of the emperor realm?"

If the Red Bandit is really at the peak of the Emperor Realm, that would be too terrifying!

Even the Huang family's ancestor may not be able to suppress it firmly!

The Red Bandit was silent for a few breaths, then he casually pointed his finger at Huang Chenglong. Without any warning, his entire body began to burn, and soon turned into countless sparks, floating in the air.

The Red Bandit was very depressed.

Does this little thing have a brain disease?

She actually thought he was an ant in the imperial realm!

He felt insulted!

So Huang Chenglong had no choice but to die.

Everyone looked at each other in horror, wondering if the old man in hemp clothes had gone crazy. Huang Chenglong had already moved out of the Huang family, but he still killed him without hesitation?

That is an ancient clan that has existed for thousands of years!

You really don't give me any face at all?

Huang Shou looked at the sparks flying all around him in shock, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. It was a little hard for him to believe that his good friend whom he had known for many years had just perished before his eyes.

It's not that he didn't want to help, but the Red Bandit acted too quickly. To be more precise, it seemed very slow but was actually very fast, completely beyond the rules of the Tao that he knew. When he found out and wanted to take action, he found it was too late.

"Little thing, you wanted to attack the young master just now, so I'll give you a ride." The Red Bandit raised his hand, which was as thin as a dead leaf, and was about to point at Huang Shou again.

Wei Renjie was shocked and quickly reminded him, "Senior, he is the Huang family's peerless genius of the previous generation. He was once considered the most promising boxing emperor Huang Shou to break through the imperial realm and reach the next supreme realm. Don't be careless!"

He had just fought with Huang Shou, and was seriously injured by the latter after only a dozen moves. The strength of the Boxing God Emperor is unfathomable. He is the undisputed strongest person in the Mie Xiao camp. Even Niu Qingtian is far from comparable to him. The Red Bandit is so arrogant that he will probably suffer a great loss.

The Red Bandit, who was about to explode Huang Shou with a single finger, paused when he heard this. His cloudy old eyes lit up slightly as he looked at Huang Shou with interest: "From what he said, you little thing is very strong?"

He is just a wisp of soul clone, who has been staying in the underground temple for endless years, guarding his seriously injured and sleeping real body. Although the world has changed drastically and time has passed, he knows nothing about the changes in the outside world.

So many years have passed, and he has no idea what major events have happened in the outside world or what geniuses have emerged.

He was very disappointed when he heard that Niu Qingtian, Huang Chenglong and others were already the strongest people in the world.

Ten thousand years ago, Da Xia was still in its heyday of cultivation, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and all kinds of monsters and geniuses appeared frequently. But now, there is not even one who is halfway decent.

Therefore, when Wei Renjie said that Huang Shou was an unparalleled monster and the God of Boxing, he felt a little interested.

Huang Shou looked melancholy, as if he hadn't yet gotten over the grief of losing his old friend. Upon hearing Hong Chidao's words, he slowly raised his head, his eyes sharp as a knife. "In front of Senior, I dare not boast of my strength, but my old friend died at your hands. Although it was his own fault, I cannot sit idly by and watch, so I dare to ask you for a few lessons!"

"Ask me for advice? You want to avenge your old friend?" The Red Bandit sneered.

"Exactly."

"Okay." Hong Chidao nodded, then raised his hand and pointed.

To outsiders like Xiao Chen, it was just an extremely ordinary finger, like an ordinary old man casually pointing at a friend. There was no divine light, no demonic aura, no earth-shaking momentum, and even the speed was as slow as a turtle.

It is no exaggeration to say that any old man doing odd jobs in this school of tough guys looks much more agile than the Red Bandit.

But even with such a weak finger, Huang Shou, the founder of boxing and a genius of the Huang family who was known for his unparalleled talent, could not dodge it.

When the Red Bandit pointed his finger, Huang Shou felt that he was not facing a withered old man, but a peerless beast with monstrous power!

He lost all his five senses, his movements became sluggish, and the terrifying energy and blood that had been gathering in his body and surging like the sea suddenly collapsed. Then, Huang Shou looked at the dry fingers of the Red Bandit reflected on his forehead.

An extremely hot feeling came, spreading rapidly from the center of the eyebrows and soon spreading to every inch of skin all over the body.

In an instant, the burning sensation turned into extreme pain, extremely painful.

Huang Shou has been practicing physical training since he was young. In order to hone his body, he has suffered a lot and endured pains that countless ordinary cultivators dare not even imagine. He possesses extremely strong endurance.

But at this moment, he still collapsed and felt like his soul was burning.

In a trance.

He glanced down.

I don’t know if I’m hallucinating.

He saw that most of his body had turned into sparks, burned into ashes, and floated in the void!

"Ah, even if he's the Fist Emperor, he's still as weak as an ant. How disappointing! Oh, right! Little thing, when you get down there, remember to keep a low profile in your next life. If you don't have the strength, don't even think about revenge! I, Hong Ye, wanted to play with you for a while longer, but now look what happened. In the heat of the moment, you hit me too hard, and you've turned to ash straight away. There's no end in sight!"

Soon, the flames spread to Huang Shou's head. Before his consciousness completely disappeared, the regretful words of Hong Chi Dao rang in his ears.

The flames spread across his chin, and the burning sensation spread to his face. Before turning into ash, Huang Shou's lips curled up into a bitter smile: "It turns out that I have cultivated hard all my life and reached the imperial realm. Everyone said that I was invincible. It was all a lie. There are always people who are better than you. After all, I am... still an ant!"

The words fell.

Huang Shou completely turned into ashes.

The two hundred thousand tough academy students and instructors in the field were so shocked that they were speechless.

Who is this old man in hemp clothes?

Killing the emperor is like killing a dog!

"Little thing, you..."

The Red Bandit looked at Wei Renjie standing beside him.

"Senior, don't do it, I'm a friendly force, one of us!"