Huang Xiaolong paused, and flew down onto the roof of a palace.In this Ghost King Palace, Huang Xiaolong found that his divine sense was restricted, and it could only spread a hundred meters at most, the Ghost King Palace was so wide that he didn't know how many miles, and the range of a hundred meters had no effect at all.Huang Xiaolong's heart moved, the Eye of Hell in his eyebrows opened, the Eye of Hell really could see farther than his divine sense, and across the palace, Huang Xiaolong could clearly see the scenes of the palaces behind.However, the range is only a little more than a thousand meters.More than a thousand meters, Huang Xiaolong shook his head, more than a thousand meters actually didn't have much effect.Huang Xiaolong fell and came to the ground, after all, on the roof, the target of the attack was too obvious.Suddenly, there was a strong wave of power ahead.Judging from the fluctuating power that was transmitted, there was no doubt that the two people in the fierce battle were half-saint powerhouses, and their strength should be stronger than Feng Gong, who died under Huang Xiaolong's halberd when he was in Broken Tiger Mountain.Huang Xiaolong's body swept away, flying in the direction of the fierce battle.After a while, I came to the scene.I saw that the two people in the fierce battle were two young people who looked quite young, one was wearing a red robe, the other was wearing a purple robe, and a two-headed divine beast pattern was depicted on the chest of the red robe, this pattern, Huang Xiaolong had seen it on He Yunxiong in the ancient city of Wangu, and He Yunxiong also had such a pattern on the chest of his robe.This young man in the red robe was undoubtedly from Wangu, and he should be a disciple of He Yunxiong.As for the purple-robed young man, the sleeve of his shirt was a giant elephant pattern.Giant elephants?
It seems that this purple-robed young man is the city of gods, a disciple of Luo Wujun!
Luo Wujun, the city lord of the City of Gods, is also one of the ten powerhouses in the Land of Chaos.Judging from the scene of the fierce battle between the two, the strength of this Luo Wujun disciple is one point stronger than that of He Yunxiong's disciple.The fist prints of the two people, the palms are heavy, and there is a loud sound in the air.Suddenly, Luo Wujun's disciple's body folded, swirling in the air, and a palm imprint landed on the back of Nahe Yunxiong's disciple."
Poof!"
Sun Haoran spurted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.Wu Zhangfei fell to the ground, looked at Sun Haoran who fell to the ground, and sneered: "Sun Haoran, I didn't expect that you would die here." ”Sun Haoran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was calm: "I am dead, and the master will avenge me." ”When Wu Zhang heard this, he laughed: "Master?
Hehe, do you think that old guy from He Yunxiong can leave the ghost town this time?
Tell you, this time the ghost town was born, none of you masters and apprentices want to leave the ghost town!
”"You!"
Sun Haoran's face changed greatly: "What did you say!"
”"What did I say?"
Wu Zhang sneered: "When you go to hell, ask He Yunxiong then." ”After speaking, his flying body flashed, and his palms slammed into Sun Haoran's chest.Sun Haoran retreated in a panic, but Wu Zhang's palm power followed him like a shadow, constantly approaching, seeing that Sun Haoran was slapped away by Wu Zhang, at this time, suddenly the shadow of the Buddha appeared in the sky, and the Buddha was bright.Wu Zhang was startled, slapped his backhand, and greeted him.There was a bang, and the powerful force of the shock made Wu Zhang's figure retreat, and he didn't stop until he withdrew for hundreds of meters, Wu Zhang was taken aback, and when he looked, he saw that a black-haired young man stood in front of Sun Haoran at some point.Huang Xiaolong ignored Wu Zhang's surprise and turned his head to look at Sun Haoran: "Are you okay?"
”Sun Haoran also looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise and surprise, and when he heard Huang Xiaolong ask, he came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, thank you." ”Huang Xiaolong thought for a moment and took out a white Lingzhi from the Shura Ring, and suddenly, there was a burst of strange fragrances all around, and the originally gray space was bright, as if it were day."
This, this is Bai Lingzhi!"
Wu Zhang and Sun Haoran exclaimed at the same time, staring closely at the white Lingzhi in Huang Xiaolong's hand, only to see that the white Lingzhi in Huang Xiaolong's hand was crystal clear and transparent, and inside the Lingzhi, there was a white lotion that was constantly flowing.This was exactly one of the elixirs that Huang Xiaolong had found at the bottom of the Broken Tiger Valley.Hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is very common, but it is very rare for thousands of years, and it can be said to be extinct in 10,000 years, as for the king of Ganoderma lucidum, not to mention white Ganoderma lucidum.The king of this Ganoderma lucidum, Bai Lingzhi can not only improve cultivation, but also heal the holy medicine.In the blazing eyes of the two, Huang Xiaolong sent the white lingzhi to Sun Haoran: "This, you swallow it." ”Sun Haoran was stunned, looked at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief, and asked uncertainly, "You, are you sure, you want to swallow this white lingzhi for me?"
”Huang Xiaolong nodded and said with a smile, "I owe Senior He a favor. ”At the beginning in the City of the Gods, He Yunxiong relieved Huang Xiaolong's siege, and now he has saved his disciples, and he has also returned this favor.As for this white Lingzhi, it may be a rare elixir in the eyes of others, but it is nothing to Huang Xiaolong.In the Shura vows, there are hundreds of elixirs, and this white lingzhi is at the bottom."
It turns out that my brother knows Shizun."
Sun Haoran was relieved, but he still pushed back: "But it's too precious, brother, let's take it back, my injury is not serious." ”After saying that, he was going to send the white lingzhi back to Huang Xiaolong.Indeed, in his opinion, Huang Xiaolong's favor had to be too big, and he was embarrassed to accept such a rare elixir.At this moment, suddenly a figure flashed, and Wu Zhang stretched out his hand to reach out to the white lingzhi.However, as soon as he came to Bai Lingzhi, a halberd shadow appeared in the sky, setting off an invisible hurricane, like a huge wave one after another, Wu Zhang was shocked, panicked and retreated."
Big Cutting Palm!"
He slammed his palms up and slashed forward.Dozens of palm knives appeared in the air, slashing towards the hurricane set off by the shadow of the halberd in the sky."
Wow!"
However, the explosion continued.The shadow of the halberd disappeared in the sky, and the hurricane finally blocked it, but even so, Wu Zhang was frightened into a cold sweat behind his back, and looked at Huang Xiaolong in horror, only he knew how terrifying Huang Xiaolong's blow was just now.What is the origin of this black-haired young man in front of him?
Obviously, it is only the peak of the late stage of the innate tenth order, and the strength is so terrifying?
Wu Zhang's throat was a little dry, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong: "This friend, this is the matter of our City of Gods and Ten Thousand Ancient Cities, I hope Your Excellency had better not interfere." ”Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent: "What if I interfere?"
”At the beginning in the City of the Gods, Zhao Chen's subordinates recklessly attacked Huang Xiaolong, but the guards of the City of the Gods instead helped Zhao Chen's subordinates, which made Huang Xiaolong have no good impression of the City of the Gods.When Wu Zhang heard this, he shook his head: "Although my friend's strength is good, I advise you not to be rash, so as not to bring extinction to your family." ”Wu Zhang's words are not false, those who dare to meddle in the affairs of the City of the Gods cannot be found in the land of chaos.At this time, Sun Haoran also opened his mouth to persuade: "Brother, you better go." ”He also felt that there was no need for Huang Xiaolong to offend the City of the Gods for the sake of the matter of the Ten Thousand Ancient Cities, even if Huang Xiaolong owed him the favor of his master He Yunxiong, there was no need to do so.