Invincible Conqueror

Breaking through the eighth order of the ancient gods, Huang Xiaolong can only stop and swallow the chaotic spirit to consolidate the eighth-order realm.

The next day, Huang Xiaolong continued on his way.

Three days later, everyone finally came to the winds of God.

The outer demon battlefields of the great gods, many of them are very characteristic, such as this wind domain.

The winds of the gods are in the sky, there are storms everywhere, and these storms are very strange. They are like a group, like a group of monsters, frowning and raging, like a snowflake, flying and flying.

These storms are light blue, sometimes fierce, and sometimes soft.

After entering the windy face, watching the storm coming in front of him, Huang Xiaolong did not dodge, waiting for the storm to come to the front, everyone shot.

Huang Xiaolong's double fists and a bang, such as banging on the gold steel ball, made a slamming bang, and a group of storms exploded.

The Golden Horn Mavericks are purple and dazzling, and the sinister hunters are mad, and the phoenixes are a little bit more fierce.

These storms that can easily tear the tenth-order late peaks of the ancient gods are instantly dissipated.

The crowd continued to fly forward.

However, even if it is known that Li and Li were finally missing in this wind domain, it is too difficult to find them. The wind gods are half as wide as the Vientiane gods. In a circle, it takes a lot of time, let alone looking for one by one.

So, half a day later, Huang Xiaolong decided to separate and look for it.

Huang Xiaolong, Jinjiao Mavericks, the virtual heavenly demon beast trio, the Fenger group, the ghost one, the ghost two group, the three groups of people always contact.

So, a few people split up.

This search is more than a month.

What makes Huang Xiaolong stunned is that after more than a month, everyone almost turned over the corners of the wind domain, and even Li Wei’s hair did not find one, let alone Li Wei.

The people returned to their original place and gathered together again.

Huang Xiaolong's brow is locked, and now it is certain that Li Wei is no longer in the wind.

This is the worst result.

Although Huang Xiaolong had already expected this result before coming, but the heart is still inevitably disappointed. Anxious, uneasy, and even annoyed.

Knowing that Huang Xiaolong was in a bad mood, the Golden Horn Mavericks did not have a mouth to laugh.

"Let's go. Look around the gods." Huang Xiaolong can only be unwilling, helpless.

Several people left and left.

In the storm that rushed over, Huang Xiaolong hurriedly called out the Huangquan magic robe and turned it into a party, Huangquan Tiandi, and immediately covered these storms. Directly turned into a yellow spring water.

After these days, the chaotic gas nourishes, Huangquan magic robe can be turned into a world of ten or so heaven and earth magic robe, shrouded down, ten miles into the world of Huangquan.

In this Huangquan world, Huang Xiaolong is the master, allowing Huang Quan to directly transform everything into Huangquan water.

It is no exaggeration to say that to deal with the ordinary tenth-order powerhouse of ancient gods, Huangquan's robe is shrouded and turned into yellow spring water, which is a few breathing things.

Of course, if it is like Guo Jun, the ancient **** tenth stage later. It is still a bit difficult to deal with.

Huangquan magic robe turned all the storms into yellow spring water, turned into a cloak, and flew back behind Huang Xiaolong, Huangquan magical convergence.

On the surface, it is an ordinary cloak.

Looking at the Huangquan magic robe easily turned the countless storm into the yellow spring, even the Golden Horn calf also had to marvel at the amazing power of Huang Quan's robe.

After leaving the wind gods, everyone can only find them along the surrounding faces.

While looking for it, Huang Xiaolong did not forget to spur the power of the devotion of the demon god's supreme deity, constantly consuming the surrounding magic, dead air and evil spirits.

This is more than a month in the windy face. Huang Xiaolong has completely consolidated the initial state of the Eighth Order of the ancient gods and began to move toward the peak of the eighth stage.

At this moment, suddenly, a groan. A weird World of Warcraft with four giant hands picked up from the ground below, and the **** mouth suddenly swallowed up to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong did not let Feng Er a few people to shoot, but this time did not use Huang Quan magic robe, a flash in his hand, Tianlong blood knife appeared, a knife fell.

Suddenly. The dragon on the knives flew out, the blood was rolling, and a dozen or so sharp blood knife knives flew out of the blood, and there was no flash. In a flash, the four giants of the weird Warcraft were divided into several breaks. A knife gas extends from the back of the Warcraft's head to the tail.

After a pause, the body of Warcraft suddenly burst into two halves.

The blood column splashed.

A knife, the ancient **** tenth-order mid-Warcraft, dead!

Looking at the weird World of Warcraft, Huang Xiaolong nodded, blood knife ** with Tianlong blood knife, the power is not bad.

However, with his current strength, using the blood dragon knife to display blood knife **, one stroke can only take out 12 knives at the same time, listening to his master blood knife said that he can easily pull out hundreds of thousands of ways.

This is the absolute gap between realm and strength.

Of course, if Huang Xiaolong has the tenth-order late peak strength of the ancestors, one stroke can make a million knives?

In this way, Huang Xiaolong and his entourage swallowed the magical spirit while hunting World of Warcraft, while releasing the soul to perceive Li Wei's breath, unconsciously, came to Leichi mainland.

Like the previous one, the Leichi continent is still thundering in the sky, and the amazing thunder is constantly gestating in the mainland.

A few people in Huang Xiaolong flew aimlessly over the Leichi mainland.

As time goes by, the hope of finding Li Wei will increase, and Huang Xiaolong will become more and more annoying.

"A few days ago, the young master captured a beautiful woman in the windy face. Is the woman really so beautiful?" At this moment, suddenly, the front came to talk about the sound.

"It's really beautiful, it's a hundred times more beautiful than our Liu Lang's Liu Lei! And it's still a special god." Another voice envied and exclaimed.

"This time the demon world sealed the issue of the mouth, countless demons poured into our realm. I heard that these demons, most of them have the blood of the demon, and many of the world's supernatural powers have already rushed to the field of demons, to hunt these demons! ”

"Tianwu treasures are born, I don't know if it is true or not!"

"Even if it is true, it doesn't matter to us. Tianwu treasure is hidden in the depths of the demon battlefield. Many high-ranking ancestors of the ancestors went to look for it, and they have already died a lot."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong turned into a knife and went away. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the two Shalangzong disciples.

The two Shalangzong disciples saw Huang Xiaolong suddenly appear in front of him, scared the whole body cold sweat, but when Huang Xiaolong was only the early stage of the ancient gods, he breathed a sigh of relief and his heart was angry.

"Kid, you!" One of the ancient gods, the nine-order Shalangzong disciple was about to drink Huang Xiaolong. Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong held his neck in one hand and raised it: "Where are you, where are you?" What is the name of a woman?" The sound is as cold as a hell. (To be continued.)