Invincible Conqueror

The middle-aged Emperor Hongmeng was shocked and looked at the golden horned calf, the ancestor of the cow in disbelief?

Could it be?

"You, are you Senior Qingniu?!" Hongmeng Great screamed, his voice uncontrollably excited.

Senior Green Bull!

Listening to Hongmeng the Great’s name for the Golden Horn Calf, his legs were a bit soft, and Xu Baisheng and the others staggered and fell from a high altitude, but fortunately everyone responded in time, and it was stable when it fell to the ground. Live the figure.

Seeing the reaction of Xiang Xun and the others, the Golden Horn Mavericks held their heads high, and said with a bullish tone: "Hongmeng boy, I haven't seen it for hundreds of millions of years. I didn't expect that your strength has improved greatly. Is it eighth floor?"

After the Great Emperor Hongmeng confirmed the identity of the Golden Horn Mavericks, his expression completely changed. He was no longer as casual as before, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Senior Green Bull has the eyes of a torch, Jiang Hong indeed managed to break through to the eighth level thousands of years ago! "

Jiang Hong is the real name of Emperor Hongmeng.

The golden horn calf's eyes lit up, and the old-fashioned said: "Not bad, not bad, with your current strength, there are not many people in the heavens and the world as your opponent."

The Great Emperor Hongmeng quickly said: "Jiang Hong's strength, how dare to be praised by Senior Qingniu." At this time, he finally understood why the black-haired young man had practiced the Hongmeng Parasitic Art. Back then, Senior Qingniu and his master Hongmengzhi Wang made a bet and won all the tactics of Hongmeng Parasitic Jue.

It's just that Senior Qing Niu imparted this Hongmeng parasitic technique to this black-haired young man. I wonder what is his relationship with Senior Qing Niu?

But this black-haired young man actually possesses the Dark Supreme Godhead!It's no wonder that the senior Qingniu will be fancy.

Since the other party has successfully cultivated the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, then in a sense, that is his?!

Junior brother!

"Boy Huang, what are you still doing there? Your brother is here, you don't go up to see your brother." At this time, the golden horn calf said to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong woke up from the identity that the middle-aged man was Hongmeng the Great.

"Brother." Huang Xiaolong stepped forward and said, somewhat cautious, after all, this man in front of him is the first person in the God Realm who controls the first palace of the God Realm.

Hongmeng the Great Emperor Jiang Hong laughed, and stepped forward to help Huang Xiaolong: "You don’t need to be polite. I didn’t expect that after hundreds of millions of years, a third person will finally succeed in practicing the Hongmeng Parasitic Art. If the master knows, he must be very happy, very Happy." Speaking of this, the Great Emperor Hongmeng was excited.

He is really happy. He and his master, the King of Hongmeng, have been looking forward to having a third person successfully cultivate this Hongmeng Parasitic Art, but this expectation is how many billions of years!For hundreds of millions of years, even he can't remember it.

Now, someone has finally succeeded in practicing!

And the relationship with the Qingniu predecessors is not shallow.

"Senior Green Bull, I don't know who my junior and you are?" Hongmeng Great Emperor Jiang Hong couldn't help asking Golden Horn Mavericks. He was very curious about the relationship between Huang Xiaolong and Golden Horn Mavericks.

"He is my master." The Golden Horn Mavericks said dumbly without concealing it.

"Lord, master?!" When the Great Emperor Hongmeng heard this, he was dumbfounded, and was stunned. Then he looked shocked and looked at Huang Xiaolong with weird eyes.

His new junior, is he, the master of Senior Qingniu?

This, this, this is?!

"I said the Hongmeng boy, what's so surprising about this." The golden horned calf said in a huff: "The ancestor of the cow had an accident that year, so he was reincarnated and reincarnated. He was hit by the boy by mistake and used the blood contract method. Accepted, he is your junior, you can call it whatever you want."

The Great Emperor Hongmeng was startled, and then looked at Huang Xiaolong speechlessly and in a complicated mood. This junior is lucky too.

He understands how amazing the identity of Senior Qing Niu is.

There are not many people who can sit on an equal footing with his master, the King of Hongmeng, in the heavens and ten thousand realms, and this predecessor in front of him is one of them.

"Boy Hongmeng, how is your master in recent years?" At this moment, the Golden Horn Maverick asked.

Hongmeng Great Emperor Jiang Hong replied respectfully: "Senior Qingniu is worried. Master has been in retreat for the tenth level of Hongmeng Parasitic Art in recent years, and it is difficult for me to see his old man." At this point, his tone changed: " However, if Master knows that Junior Brother has successfully cultivated the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, he will definitely be happy to go out to see Junior Brother."

The Golden Horn Mavericks said: "Old Hongmeng hasn't given up his mind after so many years? How easy is it to break through the tenth level of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, otherwise he would not have been stuck at the peak of the ninth floor for so many hundred million years."

The Great Hongmeng smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

If others said that, he would have let the other party be wiped out.

However, he also knew that what the Golden Horn Mavericks said was the fact that the tenth level of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art was too difficult to break through.

Just like him, thousands of years ago, he had the great opportunity to break through the eighth floor. Otherwise, he would not know how long he would break through the eighth floor.

"However, it is difficult for your master to break through the tenth floor, but Huang Xiaozi, it should be possible." The Golden Horn Maverick pointed to Huang Xiaolong.

Hongmeng Great Emperor Jiang Hong was stunned, this junior can cultivate to the tenth level of Hongmeng Parasitic Art?He wondered if he had heard it wrong. This Hongmeng Parasitic Art was created by his master, and even his master couldn't break through. This master can do it?

The golden horn calf saw Hongmeng Great Emperor Jiang Hong look suspicious, and was not angry, but said: "Do you know that Huang Xiaozi successfully cultivated the first level of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art. How long did it take?"

The Great Emperor Hongmeng was startled. His master, the King of Hongmeng, successfully cultivated the first level. It took more than a thousand years. Hearing this senior Qingniu meant that this junior took less time than his master?

"Senior Qingniu, do you mean that it took only a few hundred years for Junior Brother to successfully cultivate the first level of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art?" Hongmeng the Great could not help asking.

Hundreds of years?How is this possible.

The Golden Horn Mavericks smiled: "Hundreds of years? You are too dear to your younger brother. Huang Xiaozi successfully cultivated the first level, and it took less than a hundred years."

"What? Less than a hundred years!" The Great Emperor Hongmeng was shocked. Although he knew that as the Golden Horn Mavericks he wouldn't make a joke about it, he still couldn't believe it.

He looked at Huang Xiaolong, wanting to get confirmation from Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong nodded in embarrassment.

After being confirmed by Huang Xiaolong, Emperor Hongmeng was even more shocked, and then he was extremely excited. He understood what this meant better than others.

"Actually, it took him less than fifty years to successfully cultivate the first level." Golden Horn Mavericks said again.

Less than fifty years!

Emperor Hongmeng's eyes were even more staring.

At this time, the Golden Horn Mavericks continued: "He is now at the second level peak. Guess how long it took?"

"Did it only take ten thousand years?" The Great Emperor Hongmeng was short of breath.

The Golden Horn Mavericks shook his head: "It's only a few hundred years, or to be precise, less than 300 years!"

Less than three hundred years!The Great Emperor Hongmeng had a loud bang in his mind, completely stunned.