Chapter 850

It took Huang Xiaolong another six days to arrive at the ancient city of Wan.

Standing in front of the ancient city of Wan, looking at the majestic city in front of him, Feng Yang couldn't help but sigh: "this is the real city of all ages." Speaking of this, he turned his head to Huang Xiaolong: "it is said that the ancient city of Wan has existed for more than 100 million years."

"More than 100 million years!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes stare.

After 100 million years, it will corrode and turn into powder. This ancient city has existed for more than 100 million years! Still standing between heaven and earth!

How long has Xuanwu academy existed? It's only two or three million years.

Feng Yang said: "it is said that it has been nearly 200 million years. As for the true and false, it is impossible to find out. But for more than 100 million years, it is certain that the ancient city of Wan is controlled by the strongest family of the star river of all ages."

Huang Xiaolong can't help but ask, "this ancient clan has existed for more than 100 million years?"

Feng Yang nodded: "yes, the Wangu clan has existed for more than 100 million years. There are hundreds of stars around, and all of them have the power of Wangu clan. It can be said that Wangu clan is one of the strongest forces among tens of thousands of stars participating in this competition."

"Master, is this the oldest family of tens of thousands of years old in Xinghe?" Qi Wen asked.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yang shook his head: "No

"No?" Huang Xiaolong was surprised.

Feng Yang nodded: "it is the gate of fortune of the eternal star river. The gate of fortune is older than the people of all ages. However, if we simply compare the strength, the gate of fortune can not compare with the clan of all ages. Of course, the strength of the gate of fortune is also very strong."

Feng Yang still has a word not to say, that is, in front of the huge objects such as the Eternal Clan and the gate of fortune, the Xuanwu academy is just an ant, and may not even be an ant.

Huang Xiaolong several people each handed in ten pieces of high-level spirit stone, with the flow of people from the big star river strong into the ancient city of Wan.

As soon as he entered the ancient city of Wan, Huang Xiaolong saw a huge statue standing in the city far ahead. The huge statue, hundreds of feet high, was actually a unicorn!

Unicorn!

Feng Yang looked at the unicorn and said to Huang Xiaolong, "you must have never imagined that the ancestors of the ancient people were not human beings."

"Not human?" Huang Xiaolong several people a Zheng, a flash of mind, is it?

"It's true that the ancestor of the ancient people was a unicorn. Therefore, the core disciples of the ancient clan all have the blood of the unicorn, and they have a strong body. And because their ancestor was a fire Qilin, the core disciples of the eternal family have a very high understanding of the law of fire!" Fengyang road.

Huang Xiaolong did not expect that the ancestor of the ancient clan was a fire Unicorn!

Feng Yang said to Huang Xiaolong, "Xiao Long, if you meet the core disciples of the eternal family, you should be careful not to fight with them!"

Huang Xiaolong nodded.

Fengyang several people inquired about the registration place, and then came to the registration place.

Fortunately, the registration place is not far from the gate, so half a day later, Huang Xiaolong and several people came to the square where they signed up for the competition.

However, when he came to the square to sign up for the competition, he felt speechless when he saw that there were so many thousands of students who had signed up for the competition.

The square is very large, with 100 registration places set up in a row.

Huang Xiaolong chose a small number of applicants and then waited in line.

Huang Xiaolong estimated that it would take three or four days for him to sign up.

However, Huang Xiaolong is not in a hurry. There are more than 40 days before the deadline for registration.

Feng Yang and Liu Yun went to the square to sit down. After Huang Xiaolong signed up, they left together. Three or four days were just a blink of an eye for their practitioners.

Time goes by day by day.

Soon, three days have passed. Huang Xiaolong looks at the team ahead. There are still 340 people in front of him. He should have a few hours to go before his turn.

Just then, suddenly, a young man in a green robe with a knife in his hand came straight to Huang Xiaolong.

The youth came to Huang Xiaolong, and then threw a magic stone to Huang Xiaolong. He said indifferently, "give me your position, and you can go."

All the students who signed up all around looked over and looked at the good play on their faces.

Huang Xiaolong looks at the disciple of the eternal family who keeps order in the distance. The disciple of the eternal family seems to have no idea of the situation here.

Huang Xiaolong didn't know what was going on. It was obvious that the disciples of the ancient generation had been beaten up by the young man with a short knife. It seems that the young man with short knife recognized that Huang Xiaolong was a soft persimmon and could hold it at will, so he wanted to occupy the queue position of Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looks at the top level God stone in his hand, and he can't help but feel funny. With his seemingly perfect strength, he seems to be a soft persimmon. All the people who sign up in front of him are the first level and the second level strong ones, and most of them are behind. It seems that he is the weakest. No wonder the young man with short knife will target him.Seeing Huang Xiaolong holding the stone, he frowned and said, "boy, I advise you to be more sensible and give me your position now. I have no patience."

Huang Xiaolong looked up and grinned at the young man with a knife: "in this ancient city of Wan, can you kill people?"

The young man of dagger was stunned, and then he said with a smile: "yes, as long as the dead are not the disciples of the ancient people, and if the influence is not great, the people of all ages will not pay attention to it. Therefore, I will kill you, and the people of all ages will not collect your corpse."

Huang Xiaolong said with a smile, "I'll be relieved."

When the youth of the dagger is in doubt, Huang Xiaolong suddenly blows out his fist, which is plain.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong dared to attack himself, the dagger youth could not help but get angry: "boy, since you want to die, then I am." Speaking of this, his face suddenly changed, his face was frightened, and he was about to retreat. It was already late.

Huang Xiaolong hits his chest truthfully. He sees the young man with a short knife flying out like a broken kite. The blood gushes from his mouth, and his whole chest protrudes from his back.

All the students who had signed up to watch the show took a breath of cold air and were shocked.

You know, that young man with short Dao is at the later stage of the first level of the divine level. Huang Xiaolong, the peak of the tenth level in the divine realm, is given a blow by Da Yuanman!

It's just subverting the perception.

Huang Xiaolong looked at several family disciples in the distance who had no good intentions, and said in a cold voice, "who else wants my position?"

Several people are flustered, retreat, avoid Huang Xiaolong's eyes.

The disciple of the eternal generation, who maintained the order of Huang Xiaolong's team, frowned when he saw the young man lying in the distance, and then came over.

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