Invincible Conqueror

How did Zhan Bo and the others' small actions secretly conceal Huang Xiaolong's three holy soul perceptions?

Huang Xiaolong smiled at the corner of his mouth.

After half an hour, through the heavy purple clouds, Huang Xiaolong and others saw a glow of red light.

This is the flame of Yanyang Lingshan.

The flame of the sun is the high heaven and earth aura of the holy realm. If the ordinary supreme realm is cultivated in it, it will benefit a lot, but with Huang Xiaolong's current realm and strength, this flame of the sun will have no effect on Huang Xiaolong.

As he got closer and closer to Yanyang Lingshan, the fiery red light became brighter and brighter, and the smile on Zhan Bo's face of the Heiyi tribe grew brighter.

"Although the sacred medicine Yanyang Ginseng is reclusive and extremely difficult to find, according to the blueprint, a supreme elder of the accused beast sanctuary found it tens of millions of years ago. Maybe the Huang brothers are more lucky than the beast control sanctuary. Fortunately, the elder Taishang will not only find Yanyang Ginseng, but also Yanyang Spirit Liquid!" Zhan Bo looked for a topic and chuckled.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said: "According to brother Zhanbo, maybe I will find that Yanyang Ginseng, and I can also find that Yanyang Spirit Liquid."

Zhan Bo laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Brother Huang, if he really finds Yanyang ginseng by then, he can score a few ginseng whiskers, brother." He sneered in his heart, a dying person still dreaming of finding Yanyang. Ginseng and Yanyang Lingye?

What a daydreaming idiot!

Huang Xiaolong didn't seem to see the mockery in the other party's heart, and smiled: "That's natural. If I find Yanyang Ginseng, I will divide three ginseng roots and give it to Brother Zhan Bo. However, there are only three roots, which can't be more."

"That's that. Three roots are enough." Zhan Bo smiled.

Looking at Huang Xiaolong's smile, he wanted to kill Huang Xiaolong with one finger now.

After a while, the appearance of Yanyang Lingshan gradually appeared in front of everyone.

I saw clusters of smart fireworks floating in the Yanyang Lingshan, and the entire mountain's flames were suspended in the purple clouds, like a bright red spirit, it was very beautiful.

In the spirit mountain, fire-type purple cloud beasts occasionally passed through, with fire-type sacred trees all over it.

"Good scene." Zhan Bo admired.

It's a good place to kill.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said, "It is indeed a good scene."

The two smiled at each other.

Everyone continued to fly towards Yanyang Lingshan.

Before getting closer, bursts of firework gas wrapped around everyone. The firework gas was very hot, but everyone was a master, so naturally they didn't care about the firework gas.

Soon, everyone fell down on a peak of Yanyang Lingshan.

However, as soon as everyone fell, they saw a group of people flying from the other side of the Yanyang Lingshan, the black brocade robes of the Heiyi tribe Zhan Bo and others, while the people were all the flame red brocade robes. Like Yanyang Lingshan, it is full of sunshine, gorgeous, bright, and has a dragon spirit.

Originally, Zhan Bo was about to act on Huang Xiaolong, his face changed slightly when he saw the person coming.

"Young Master, it's from the Longyang clan!" Song Cheng behind Zhan Bo's eyes condensed, and he said in a deep voice. The Heiyi clan masters couldn't help but tightened and crowded behind Zhan Bo.

Longyang?

Huang Xiaolong's heart moved.

The Longyang clan, like the Heiyi clan, is also one of the oldest big clans in the holy world. The Longyang clan is not born easily. This time, the Longyang clan is also born?And all of them came to this Ziyun Sea, is it the same as the Heiyan Clan, to go to the Devil's Tire Mountains?

It seems that the relationship between the Heiyi and Longyang clan seems to be out of hand.

Soon, everyone in the Longyang tribe also saw the Heiyan tribe. The young man headed by the Longyang tribe grinned roughly, "Who am I? It turns out that it is Zhan Bo, you black loach!"

Hearing the other party calling him black loach, Zhan Bo's face sank, and he looked at the young man of Longyang clan coldly: "Who am I? It turns out that it is Ao Zhao, you fiery snake!"

The two sides pinched each other deliberately.

The young Longyang clan became angry and the flames skyrocketed.

At this time, a Longyang expert behind him said: "Young Master, business matters."

Longyang Ao Zhao stopped and stared coldly at Heiyi Zhanbo: "Black Loach, when I return to the mirage, I will make you look good again!" After speaking, he broke through with the experts of the Longyang clan. go with.

Seeing the experts of the Longyang clan leave, Zhan Bo hummed coldly, but did not stop him.

"Young Master, I'm afraid Ao Zhao and the others are also going to the Demon Tire Mountain Range." After the Longyang clan masters completely disappeared, Song Cheng said.

Zhan Bo nodded, his face was a bit ugly, if the experts of the Longyang clan also went to the Demon Tirth Mountain Range, I was afraid that the purpose was the same as them, and they were also looking for that thing.

If so, then he can't delay any longer.

Thinking of this, he was intent on killing.

Huang Xiaolong didn't seem to sense Zhan Bo's killing intent, and asked at random: "Brother Zhan Bo, that Longyang clan has hatred with you? Should we help one or two?"

Zhan Bo didn't answer, but looked at Huang Xiaolong's secret holy ring and smiled: "Brother Huang, your ring is a holy artifact, right?"

Huang Xiaolong deliberately "surprised" and smiled: "Brother Zhan Bo has good eyesight, my ring is indeed a holy artifact." Sure enough, he couldn't bear it anymore?

"I'm going to the Devil's Tire Mountain Range this time. It's very dangerous. Brother Huang, lend me this ring." Zhan Bo smiled and said, "How about I'll pay you back when I use it up?"

"That won't work." Huang Xiaolong shook his head.

Zhan Bo laughed, grinning slightly: "Brother Huang, really don't borrow?" After a pause, "Then I'm sorry!"

"Shoot!"

With a drink, Zhan Bo suddenly slapped Huang Xiaolong with his hands. The giant palm covering the sky immediately wrapped Huang Xiaolong and his surroundings. The three Saints of Song Cheng behind Zhan Bo immediately shot, and at the same time, they attacked Chen Zhi, the sword saint, and Yu Ming. Came from the shoot.

Song Cheng's trio, each of whom had the same strength as Chen Zhi, Li Jiansheng, Yu Ming's trio, and the trio shot, completely suppressed Chen Zhi's trio, so that Chen Zhi trio had no chance to rescue Huang Xiaolong.

Zhan Bo watched the giant palm fall and laughed at Huang Xiaolong: "Brother Huang, the place I chose for your burial is good, right?"

"It's really good!" Huang Xiaolong sneered: "It's a good place to die!"

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's smile, Zhan Bo was startled. Suddenly, he saw a golden figure flying out of Huang Xiaolong's body, an astonishing Shengwei like a giant dragon out of the sea.

"This is?!" Zhan Bo's eyes widened, and then he was horrified. He instinctively wanted to startle and then retreat, but it was still too late. He saw Huang Xiaolong's dragon-type sacred soul instantly smashed his giant palm and pulled it away, and then the dragon-type sacred soul took a palm. Press it into the depths of the earth.

Yanyang Lingshan shook loudly.

Song Cheng and the three were attacking Chen Zhi, and the three Sword Saints, sensing the power of Huang Xiaolong's Holy Soul, just turned around and saw Zhan Bo being photographed underground.

"Young Master!" The three screamed, trying to make a move, but it was too late.

Roar!

The three reacted and roared.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Song Cheng and the three turned to Huang Xiaolong at the same time.

As for why Huang Xiaolong, a two-half saint, possesses a holy soul, they have no time to think about it.