Valkyrie

Chapter 1061
Phoenix Temple Dojo.

Taoist... Huang Wuxu!

When Lin Huang heard the news for the first time, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled coldly!
No matter what, he will never forget the agreement he made with Huang Xuanzhi in the back mountain of Qingtian Martial Mansion.

No matter the latter is a modest gentleman.

Still a heinous person.

He will kill them all!
This has nothing to do with the great world dispute, Lin Huang just wants to kill him, it's as simple as that.He must let that lofty Huang Xuanzhi open his dog's eyes to see that the generation of arrogance carefully cultivated by the Huang Clan was cut under the knife by himself.

As for how the dojo of Huangtian Palace is developing, Lin Huang doesn't care!

And as for the Desolate Race...

Lin Huang was a little dumbfounded.

According to the news he knew, the Desolate Race was just an inconspicuous small dojo submerged by [-] dojos.

however!
The Daoist of the Desolate Race is called Bai Xiaopang.

Lin Huang scratched his head, and when he heard the news, he couldn't help cursing secretly, "This thing has broken through to the realm of a holy king so quickly?!"

In order to create a dojo in Zhongzhou, the Taoist master must have the realm of a holy king.

Lin Huang never expected...

Everyone practiced desperately, but this idiot still ran to the front.

Suddenly ran to the realm of the holy king?
Damn it!
……

When Lin Huang appeared in Yaoguang City where the Huang people were located, it was already ten days after he got the news.

If Yaoguang City is placed in other large domains.It must be the most powerful city... After all, it has an extremely long history, an ancient city wall that cannot be broken by the holy king, and tens of millions of warriors!
But in this Zhongzhou, Yaoguang City seems a little weak.

Its size is less than one-tenth of Tianqi City!

And the distance from the most core Zhongzhou martial arts is already outside the fifth ring.

Standing outside the city wall, Lin Huang looked at the towering ancient city. He curled his lips and shook his head, "When you create a dojo, you create a dojo, and you don't choose a good place! The young emperors of the four ancient clans occupy the place closest to Zhongzhou Martial Arts. The location of the altar, don't you know that you can directly create a dojo in the Zhongzhou Martial Altar?"

While shaking his head, Lin Huang walked into Yaoguang City.

The city is huge...

Even at Lin Huang's current speed, it took a full half a day to find the so-called Huang clan's dojo.

It's not because Lin Huang's speed is not fast enough.

It is the dojo of the Desolate race, which is really too remote.

It's just next to a blacksmith's shop in the southeast corner of Yaoguang City...

Very down and out.

Not half majestic.

Lin Huang shook his head again, sighed and said, "Even the nature of being a dandy in the Great Xia Dynasty is gone, so poor!"

Looking up at the plaque on the dojo, there are two big characters on it that are not aesthetically pleasing but full of the majesty of a holy king——

——Desolate Race!
This plaque is perhaps the only thing that can prove the existence of the Desolate Race Dojo.

Lin Huang pushed the door open...the dojo was empty, and there were no disciples!
Bai Xiaopang also disappeared.

Lin Huang tilted his head slightly, thinking about how many brothels he had passed through this way into the city, according to Bai Xiaopang's habits, which one should he be in?
Lin Huang shook his head with a smile, sat down on the threshold of the dojo entrance, and waited for Bai Xiaopang.

sunset.

It was getting dark.

Moon stars are rare.

It was late at night.

……

Until Lin Huang was a little drowsy, he was awakened suddenly by the sound of coughing in the distance.

Under the faint moonlight, Lin Huang turned his head and looked over.

The next moment, he was stunned.

Thirty feet away from him, a thin young man was slowly approaching on a ferocious tiger-like beast.

The ferocious beast was bleeding from all four limbs, and there were three deep scars on its body.

It roared in a low voice, it seemed to be angry, painful, and even whimpering.

And the young man on the back of the ferocious beast is as skinny as a stick, giving people a feeling of being shattered!He was dripping with blood, with vertical and horizontal wounds, and there was a deep crack on his shoulder, and the blood couldn't stop dripping.

However, even so, the young man still tightly held the huge hammer in his hand, giving people a sense of fierce strength.Even though his face had become very thin, it was even more fierce.

Those eyes are completely domineering!
Seeing a man and a beast coming in front of him, Lin Huang froze in place.

He even forgot to stand up.

Forgot to speak.

He stared blankly, inexplicable sorrow and grief welled up in his heart violently, and tears flowed down uncontrollably all of a sudden.

And when the young man approached and saw Lin Huang, he was also slightly taken aback.

Then his extremely vigilant demeanor relaxed.

In the past, young people would laugh every time they saw Lin Huang, either funny or happy.

But this time, the youth didn't seem to be able to laugh anymore.He could only forcibly raise the corners of his mouth, and said, "Boss Lin..."

After all, the young man rolled down from the giant beast and fell headfirst!
……

The night was dark.

Lin Huang once again felt the coldness of the night.

This feeling has not appeared for a long time!

The moment he saw Bai Xiaopang, he remembered the past...remembered that before he rebuilt his first life, Bai Xiaopang went to the Great Xia Dynasty alone to save him, and summoned the remnants of the God General's Mansion.In the end, he turned gray all night and led countless people to die, just to leave him a way out.

Inside and outside the dojo, Lin Huang tossed and turned, feeling extremely depressed.

At this moment, the crappy word "Desolate Race" on the top of the head is as important as a thousand weights!
If there is a brother who can't die in this life, it must be Bai Xiaopang.

He didn't know what Bai Xiaopang went through during the three years when he was suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple.

But it must be very scary.

Otherwise, people who used to have thighs as pillars would not be skinny now.

Otherwise, it is impossible for a person who used to have no serious appearance and smiled all the time, who can't even smile now.

Otherwise, the latter's face would not show a domineering and fierceness that had never been seen before.

He had never seen Bai Xiaopang's hand holding the weapon so tightly.

I have never seen Bai Xiaopang with a strand of white hair on his temples.

……

When Bai Xiaopang woke up, it was already nightfall on the second day.

Even though the latter was still very weak, fortunately it didn't hurt the root, and Lin Huang's Nirvana power made Bai Xiaopang recover quickly.

"Ahem... Three years ago, I heard that you were suppressed in the Daleiyin Temple. I thought you couldn't get out. Even Li Taixuan couldn't do it. I really thought that we would never meet again in this life!"

Bai Xiaopang sat up, looked at Lin Huang beside the sound, and said calmly and coughing.

"Later, I heard that you were forced into the Langjuxu God Realm! I don't know where the Wolf Juxu God Realm is, but Master said that it might be difficult for you to come out of the Langjuxu God Realm alive!"

"When did you leave the Langjuxu God Realm!"

Bai Xiaopang coughed and asked Lin Huang.

"It's almost a month and a half!"

Lin Huang said.

The atmosphere between the two seemed a little silent.

"It's been a month and a half..."

Bai Xiaopang twirled the teacup in his hand, repeating Lin Huang's words, and then he suddenly became furious, threw the teacup in his hand at Lin Huang, and roared, "It's been a month and a half since I came out to shake Guangcheng, you motherfucker Do you know how I got here in three years?"

(End of this chapter)