Invincible Conqueror

After conquering the elders of the Shalang Zongzhong, Huang Xiaolong continued to fly to the ghost hole.

As a result of the addition of forty-two Shalangzong elders, plus the six chaotic spirits previously conquered, Huang Xiaolong and his party are now considered to be full of momentum.

On the road, Huang Xiaolong asked some of the elders of Shalangzong to ask about the things of Shalangzong. For example, this time, Shalangzong had no ancestors to come to the demon battlefield outside the field. For example, there are many ancestors in Shalangzong.

Shalangzong’s elders did not dare to conceal and answered Huang Xiaolong one by one.

There are six people in Shalangzong's ancestors. This time, Shalangzong's ancestors came three, and the other three took the headquarters of Feng'an God.

As for the three ancestors of Sha Langzong who came to the demon battlefield outside the field, they entered the depths of the demon battlefield outside the field, so they were not with Liang Luwen.

The three entered the depths of the demon battlefield outside the field, naturally in order to compete for the day of Wu Baozang.

Huang Xiaolong had some accidents: "No one has succeeded in the day of Wu Baozang?"

He has been in the Chaos Jinlong Lei Pool space for more than ten years, so Wu Baozang has been born for more than ten years. Originally, Huang Xiaolong thought that Tianwu Treasure had been born for so long, and he must have been captured.

Zheng Guowen, the elder of Shalangzong, shook his head and said: "Not yet."

At this time, the Golden Horn Maverick sneered: "A group of idiots only, because they also want to seize the Tianwu treasure, the ancestral gods into the realm, is simply dead, Tianwu treasures banned heavily, the ancestral gods in the late tenth peak can only enter the Tianwu treasure The most peripheral." Speaking of this, look at Zheng Guowen: "This time. The ancestors of the ancestral gods have died a lot?"

Zheng Guowen looked at the Golden Horn Mavericks with some surprise and nodded. "Yes. I heard that I have already died more than a thousand ancestors!"

"More than a thousand!" Huang Xiaolong, Feng Eryi, you must know that these ancestors are generally the tenth-order late stage of the ancestors, the tenth-order late peak. Actually died more than a thousand!

"More than a thousand. That is not much." Golden Horn Mavericks said: "It is estimated that some forces in the realm of the gods know that there is no hope of winning the Tianwu treasure, so they did not participate." Turned to Huang Xiaolong: "In fact, more than a thousand Ten thousand years ago, Tianwu Treasures appeared once. At that time, many forces in the realm of the gods fought for each other, and the blood flowed into the river. Not to mention the ancestors, even the gods and gods died a lot!"

The Golden Horn Mavericks said this and did not continue to say it.

But the result. Everyone has guessed that since the Tianwu Treasure has reappeared, it is that many major forces in the realm of the gods have not competed for success.

Huang Xiaolong was surprised, even the gods died a lot!

"This day Wubao's ban is so strong!" Feng Er could not help but say.

The Golden Horn Mavericks rolled over the eyelids: "Of course! This is a treasure left by a little guy named Tianwu Shenwang. When he fell, he was the tenth-order peak of the gods, and he was well versed in the law. It is recognized by the gods. The genius of the tactics, a sacred peak of the tenth step of the king of the gods, and a genius who is well versed in the ban, his arrangement of the ban is prohibited. How do you say?"

Everyone took a breath of air.

The king of the tenth step of the late peak!

And proficient in the ban!

No wonder!

However, I heard that the Golden Horn Mavericks said that the Wushen King was a little guy that day. The Shalang Zongzhong was too elder to look strange, and some looked at the Golden Horn Mavericks with contempt, and felt that the Maverick tone was too big.

"However, master, if you can reach the high level of the ancestral gods, I will surely take you into the deepest part of this Tianwu treasure, the core array of refining Tianwu treasures, and collect this day's treasures!" Golden Horn Mavericks ignored the sand waves Zong people face, against Huang Xiaolong.

The Shalangzong people were stunned, and then they were even more despised.

Even the king of the gods can not enter the deepest part of the Tianwu treasure. Can you enter the cow with the high-level strength of the ancestors? It’s ridiculous!

Huang Xiaolong is a hi.

For the chick, he is convinced.

But then the Golden Horn Mavericks said again: "Just, Tianwu's little guy has arranged a time in the Tianwu Treasures. Therefore, after a hundred years of this Tianbao, if no one can collect success, it will automatically Hidden into the void, disappeared."

Huang Xiaolong, Feng Er, a few people stayed.

"This, you mean, I want to break through to the high-level ancestors in a hundred years?" Huang Xiaolong was speechless.

Golden Horn Maverick Road: "Not a hundred years, now only eighty years have passed."

Huang Xiaolong is bored.

For more than 80 years, he has to break through the high-level ancestral gods. Even if he has confidence in his talent, he feels that this is impossible.

If it is the middle of the ancestors, perhaps there is still this possibility.

However, Huang Xiaolong wonders, does the chick know this day, the **** of war, will not be so clear to this day Wubao?

"Chick predecessor, do you know Tianwu God?" The virtual demon prisoner asked Huang Xiaolong and everyone's doubts.

The Golden Horn Mavericks shook his head: "I don't know."

The people of Shalangzong secretly ridiculed themselves. The previous tone was not small, but in the end, they did not know the king of heaven.

"I know the ancestors of the little guy." At this time, the Golden Horn Maverick added a sentence.

Shalangzong people have a big mouth.

"You, do you know the master of Tianwu God?!" A long elder of Shalangzong couldn't help but look at the Golden Horn Mavericks with a look of suspicion.

The Golden Horn Mavericks were too lazy to answer and ignored each other.

Shalang Zongzhong was seen by the elders, but it was determined that the Golden Horn Mavericks brag and guilty, so he did not dare to answer.

Everyone talked, unconsciously, and came to the ghost hole in the mouth of the Golden Horn.

The ghost hole is located in a strangely shaped mountain peak and halfway up the mountain. The hole is not big. Only three or four people can enter and exit at the same time. The black ones can't see the inside of the hole.

When I came to the entrance of the cave, I felt that the inside of the silk was cold and cold, and even worse than the soulless wind.

Huang Xiaolong did not dare to care about it. When the light of the supreme power spread all over the body, he had to enter the ghost hole with everyone, but in the distance, he flew a group of people.

Everyone wears a sky blue robes, and the cuffs have a conspicuous ancient rune thorn map. There are twenty or thirty people. Everyone has a strong breath. They are even stronger than the sand-wave ancestors, the foremost one. A few people, the breath is even more vast, not weaker than Feng Er.

The other party saw Huang Xiaolong and his party, and there were some accidents.

After all, it is rare to come to this ghost hole to find spiritual medicine materials.

"In the next blue Lingmen Zhang Yunbo, you are also coming to the ghost hole to find the elixir material? Ghost hole is dangerous, more strength is less dangerous, we join hands to find, how?" An old man in front of the other party opened.

His gaze fell on Feng Er. In his view, Feng Er was the strongest in Huang Xiaolong's line and should be the master.

Of course, the virtual demon prisoner converges, he can't see it.

At this time, in his eyes, only Huang Xiaolong, who was at the peak of the late tenth step of the ancient gods, said: "Sorry, we have no plans to join hands with others." (To be continued. (.))

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