Chapter 895

After hearing the patriarch's tone and mentioning Huang Xiaolong, the elders of the whole clan are silent.

Huang Xiaolong's talent is too evil. The evil spirit is shocking and frightening.

Wan Gu Yan Hui suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence: "patriarch, the disciple thinks that Huang Xiaolong can only make friends with each other. Even if he can't, he should not be hostile to him. After thousands of years, a demon like Huang Xiaolong must be at the tenth level of God level. With his fighting power, he is afraid that after the tenth level of God level, there will be no one else who can be his enemy!"

"Yan Hui is right, and Huang Xiaolong has saved Yan Hui before. He has been very kind to us forever." Wan Gu Shuo then said.

Wan Gu Yu Tai nodded his head and said, "although the level of Huang Xiaolong is still lower, his talent is indeed worthy of our friendship. I intend to give him a drop of Kirin holy blood."

The elders of the whole clan were stunned and moved immediately.

"Patriarch, this Kirin holy blood is the sacred thing of our ancient people. Only one drop can be found in a thousand years. Is that right?" Wanguyuan hesitated.

"Yes, clan leader, and Huang Xiaolong is not a disciple of our eternal family, or if he swallows the blood of the kylin, he can't refine it." "We can give it other things, such as the sacred stone and the immortal pill."

Wan Gu Yu Tai shook his head: "I have investigated that before the competition, Huang Xiaolong spent more than three trillion yuan to buy Canglang mansion in the central area of the ancient city of Wan. Later, he spent more than one trillion yuan to buy more than 100 bottles of immortal, peerless and all spirit elixirs in our chamber of Commerce. He does not lack money and divine stones."

All the elders of the ancient people were greatly surprised. They didn't expect that Huang Xiaolong was still a super rich man.

Several elders of the Wangu clan still need to be persuaded. Wan Gu Yu Tai waved his hand and said, "this is settled. Wan Gu Shuo, you will send the kylin holy blood to Canglang mansion in person later."

"Yes, patriarch!" Wan Gu Shuo got up to be respectful.

Other elders of the ancient clan looked at each other and kept silent.

Therefore, shortly after Huang Xiaolong returned to Canglang mansion from the headquarters of Wangu clan, the Wangu clan sent the Qilin holy blood to Canglang mansion.

Wan Gu Shuo opens the jade box containing the holy blood of Qilin. Suddenly, the whole Canglang mansion is full of blood red light, and the sound of ancient Qilin rings through the heaven and earth.

Feng Yang, Liu Yun several people look shocked.

The drop of kylin holy blood in the jade box is two thumbs in size. It is like a blood crystal gem. It is rolling in the jade box, and it seems to be spiritual and vivid.

Although there are prohibitions and suppression, Huang Xiaolong can still sense the terrible energy contained in the kylin holy blood.

"Elder wangushuo, this is too valuable." Huang Xiaolong pushed, but did not reach for it. Although he did not know the specific role of the Kirin holy blood, he could also guess that it must be the treasure of the eternal family. This kind of thing can not be bought by divine stone.

Wan Gu Shuo said with a smile: "young Xia, don't refuse. This is the meaning of the clan leader. You saved Yan Hui. A drop of kylin holy blood is nothing. Our clan leader said that in the future, young Xia can come to our Wangu clan headquarters at any time. Our clan leader is very welcome."

"In this case, I'll take this drop of Kirin holy blood. Please thank your patriarch for me." Huang Xiaolong pondered for a while and then took over the jade box road.

Since Wan Gu Shuo has said so, Huang Xiaolong is not good to refuse. Although he knows that this is a good thing for Huang Xiaolong, it is a good thing for him.

Wan Gu Shuo sat for a while and then went back to report.

Before he left, Huang Xiaolong gave him ten sacred stones.

When he left Canglang mansion, Wan Gu Shuo was naturally smiling.

"Xiaolong, when will we go back to Xuanwu Xinghe?" After Wan Gu Shuo left, Feng Yang asked Huang Xiaolong what he meant.

"Tomorrow." Huang Xiaolong road.

This time, he killed many disciples of Yelv family and Beitang family and completely offended Yelv and Beitang family. Huang Xiaolong is not at ease with Huangjiazhuang, so he should rush back to Wuhun kingdom as soon as possible.

That night, Huang Xiaolong sat in the palace of the cave house of Tianshen mountain. He opened the jade box and took a picture of the drop of kylin holy blood in front of him.

Although Huang Xiaolong's strength is no less than that of the ordinary God level six level strong man, from the previous Yelv chufei's strength when he tried to kill him, Yelv chufei should be a god level seven strong, or even in the middle of the seventh level.

Therefore, before returning to the martial spirit world, Huang Xiaolong should make every effort to improve his own strength.

Huang Xiaolong decided to swallow and refine the Kirin holy blood tonight.

Looking at the drop of kylin holy blood in front of him, Huang Xiaolong sucked the drop of kylin holy blood into his body.

As soon as the Kirin holy blood enters his body, Huang Xiaolong feels that his whole body blood seems to boil up in an instant.

Hot!

It seems that what Huang Xiaolong swallowed is not Kirin holy blood the size of two thumbs, but a huge volcano.

A volcano that can burn down all the souls in a few minutes.

Huang Xiaolong's whole body surface is burning red.

The terrible fire energy is constantly surging.Huang Xiaolong is shocked, and hastens to urge the power of the Supreme God to devour the fire energy.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was refining the Kirin holy blood, the God emissary who presided over the award of the Jinshen competition returned to a huge temple, where he was kneeling down. In front of him, a middle-aged man with short stature was standing.

There is a seal of thunder and lightning in the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

The messenger of the divine world is telling the middle-aged about the reward of the Jinshen competition.

"There are only ten levels of divinity?" The chubby middle-aged man frowned and his eyes were disappointed.

"Yes, the great emperor, Huang Xiaolong, who won the first place, has only ten top steps." The messenger of the divine world replied respectfully.

"Well, you go down first." The short middle-aged man waved his hand.

The emissary of the divine world should be respectful, and then made a courtesy and retreated.

The fat middle-aged man shook his head and said to himself, "it seems that it is impossible to find a talented disciple of imperial divinity in the lower world." With that, the figure dissipated.

The night passed quickly.

Huang Xiaolong, who was originally wrapped in a raging fire, has lost his flame.

Huang Xiaolong opens his eyes, and the flame bursts out.

After one night's practice, the drop of kylin holy blood was finally completely swallowed.

Huang Xiaolong feels that he has made a lot of progress in his own strength. He has reached the peak at the beginning of the third level of divine level. Moreover, the fire power in the holy dragon's supreme status seems to be more refined.

When Huang Xiaolong comes out of the God cave, he finds that his master Fengyang is waiting for him in the front hall.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong come out, Fengyang several people welcome him.

"Xiaolong, there is a man named Wang Zhong outside. He says he is the elder of the gate of fortune. He wants to see you by name. Do you see?" Feng Yang hesitated for a moment and said.

Elder of fortune gate? Huang Xiaolong frowned. He didn't expect that the gate of fortune would come very quickly. The king's return must be for the sake of Fang Chu.

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