Invincible Conqueror

Sure enough, just after Huang Xiaolong had just left, a message spread quickly in the mirage.

"What! Holy Day Huang Xiaolong is the thirteenth of Wuyuan River!"

"The Wuyuan River thirteen killed the Red Flame Gate and the Blue Whale and many other powerful core sons and masters. Now the Red Flame Gate and the Blue Whales are still rewarding the capture of the Wuyuan River XIII, the Red Flame Gate and If the blue whales know that the Wuyuan River is Huang Xiaolong, I don’t know what will happen?"

"Tell you, the control of the Holy Land in Fujiang is also the Huang Xiaolong killed! I heard that Huang Xiaolong is not long, in the Ziyun sea area also killed the black scorpion minority patriarch Zhan Bo!"

"This, no! If it is true, this Huang Xiaolong is really a curse! Even the chief saint of the beastly holy land and the black patriarchs are dare to kill, but it is really a horse."

"Now, the saints who control the beast, the patriarch of the Heizu and the lord of the Red Flame should have received the news and are rushing to the mirage!"

The strong parties of the entire mirage are commotion.

The news, soon spread from the mirage to the sanctuary.

Qingxue Palace, the snow is flying.

Lin Xiaoying is in the snow, the sword in his hand is falling, and the sword is swaying, but what is strange is that the snow and ice around it are still falling, and they are not affected by the fierce sword.

In other words, Lin Xiaoying’s kendo has reached a realm of intangibles and things, and has been fully integrated with everything around him.

After practicing a sword, Lin Xiaoying stopped and the sword was still coiled in the air for a long time.

Lin Xiaoying walked back to the stone pavilion on the side, put the sword down, and the thirteenth of the Wuyuan River could not be seen in his mind.

"All said that after coming to Qingxue Palace to visit people, this has been for decades, no one is seen." Lin Xiaoying is a bit discouraged.

In these decades, when Lin Xiaoying calmed down, he occasionally remembered the "little brother" of the Wuyuan River. He remembered the various kinds of the thirteen. The thirteen bodies were always mysterious and made her curious.

For example, in the end, how can I get out of the sword saints? For example, the thirteenth, how did you find so many holy drugs?

That thirteen, it seems to be a mystery, let her more and more fascinated.

She also let the people under her investigation of the 13th whereabouts, but in addition to knowing that in the past few years in the four seas of the Holy Land killed the Yufu River in the control of the Holy Land, the other did not know.

At this moment, suddenly, Lin Xiaoying saw the sisters Tan Juan and Ji Xinyi came over.

The two women are weird.

"Sister, what happened?" Lin Xiaoying stood up and could not help but ask.

Tan Juan wants to stop and say, to Ji Xinyi: "Xinyi Shimei, or you."

Lin Xiaoying was puzzled.

Ji Xinyi said: "You think about the thirteenth day and night, there is news."

Lin Xiaoying has a pretty face and stunned her sister, Ji Xinyi: "What day and night thinks, the sister will think about it day and night." But then he immediately asked: "What disappeared? Where is he now?"

Tan Juan and Ji Xinyi looked at each other and smiled.

"I still say it." Tan Juan smiled, but did not tease Lin Xiaoying: "He is now in the mirage."

"The mirage!" Lin Xiaoying accident.

"He not only killed the sacred land of the beast in Fujiang, but also killed the black patriarch and the patriarch, Zhan Po." Ji Xinyi said.

"Isn't he very dangerous?" Lin Xiaoying anxiously: "No, I have to go to the mirage now!"

Tan Juan is shaking his head and laughing: "Hey, you are an acute child, rest assured, he will not be dangerous."

“Is there no danger?” Lin Xiaoying urged the channel: “Although the mirage is safe, but the control of the holy land and the black sects do not care about the rules of the mirage.”

Ji Xinyi said: "In fact, he still has an identity." Suddenly: "He is the little dragon of the Holy Day!"

"What! Holy, the yellow dragon of the Holy Day!" Lin Xiaoying's beautiful eyes are round and dull.

"Yes, Huang Xiaolong of the Holy Day!" Tan Juan nodded: "Now the news has already spread in the mirage of the mirage. Now, I am afraid that many forces in the sacred world know it, and I heard that Huang Xiaolong found a top-grade Hongmeng in the Ziyun Sea. gas."

Lin Xiaoying's brain is a bit confusing, the yellow dragon of the Holy Day, the thirteen is Huang Xiaolong? On the Tiantai apprentice ceremony, the figure of Huang Xiaolong is constantly blending in her mind with the Wuyuan River.

For the identity of the younger brother, she thought about many possibilities these years, but never thought about it!

"It is no wonder that the Swordsman is willing to follow the thirteen, and is willing to do things for the thirteen." Ji Xinyi said: "It seems that when there is no river, the sword saint must know the identity of Huang Xiaolong, know that he has two enlightenments. Sheng Ge, he is optimistic about Huang Xiaolong, so he chose to invest in Huang Xiaolong."

Tan Juan nodded: "If Huang Xiaolong shows his identity, indeed, he can recruit many early masters of the Holy Land to serve him. After all, he is known as the first person in the future of the Holy Land. Now, although it is not a holy place, once it grows up, It’s amazing, and behind Huang Xiaolong is the ancestor of the Holy Four.”

To Ji Xinyi, Tan Juan and two people think that Huang Xiaolong can recruit the saints from the sword. Chen knows that these holy places are his life, and he still relies on his identity. The two naturally do not think that Huang Xiaolong’s supreme position is based on the strength of the sword. saint.

At the beginning of the Wuyuan River, Huang Xiaolong was only seven steps.

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Inside a courtyard of the Shengdi Branch of the Mirage, Chen Zhi, Yu Ming and several people respectfully stood behind Huang Xiaolong and reported on the situation of the mirage in these days.

With the news that Huang Xiaolong was the Wuyuan River thirteen, the control of the beast, the Black Skull, the Red Flame Gate and many other power masters all came to the mirage, and the mirage was raging.

"His Royal Highness, I see, let's leave the mirage first." Yu Ming said.

"Yeah, Your Highness, the saint-speaking saint Shen Jiewen rushed to the mirage in a few days." The black scorpion Sun Yan also hurriedly said: "I heard that the Heizu patriarch also rushed to the mirage in these days! ”

“Leaving the mirage?” Huang Xiaolong smiled lightly and shook his head. “Do you think that I left the mirage and returned to the Holy Land of God, and they will be willing to give up?”

Since they will not give up, why should Huang Xiaolong escape to the Holy Land of God, when people make jokes, saying that the saints have not arrived yet, they are scared to escape.

So, Huang Xiaolong and so on! Just in this mirage and other sacred places, wait for the Black Skull, wait for the Red Flame Holy Gate!

If so, come on! The more you come, the better!

Huang Xiaolong’s mouth sneered.

"Do not worry, control the saints, the black patriarchs, even if they come to the mirage? They still dare not treat me." Huang Xiaolong looked at Chen Zhi, Yu Ming several people worried about the look, could not help but laugh.

As long as the Holy Day organization is still there, as long as his master's four ancestors are still there, the black scorpion is really afraid of him.

This time, the saints who controlled the beasts, the black patriarchs came to kiss, and at most they deny him and let him "confess and confess".

Even when they came, half of it was for the sacredness of his body.