Chapter 1072

"Lu Zhuo, you laugh too early now. There is the last monument for the promotion of the meritories. I don't believe huangxiaolong can really understand 100 Ren Changhai shot his eyes cold and sharp.

"Yes, for millions of years, no one can understand 100 Memorial works in a hundred days, and I don't believe huangxiaolong can do it!" Zhu Huan was cold: "not to the end, who loses who wins, it is not necessarily!"

Lu Zhuo heard words, not frown, confidence wavered.

Indeed, in the past ten million years, no one can understand 100 Memorial works in a hundred days. Can huangxiaolong do it?

Looking at room 1, Lu Zhuo was nervous.

The three watched room one closely.

The hall was silent.

At this time, room 2 was shining.

Zhao finally realized the 60th monument of meritorious work and began to understand the sixty first.

In the past ten million years, within a hundred days, there are few who can understand 60 Memorial monuments.

But now, Ren Changhai, Zhu Huan and Zhu Huan can not laugh.

Two days passed in the tense gaze of the three, but room 1 was still motionless.

Lu Zhuo is more nervous.

Renchanghai, Zhu Huan two people in the heart of constant meditation, no, no, no!

But, just as they kept thinking about it, suddenly, in room 1, the light flowed again, and the light was getting bigger and bigger, countless times bigger than ever.

Renchanghai and Zhu Huan were first shocked by their looks, then they were full of disdain, remorse, disbelief, red eyes and blood devouring.

"Why?!" Ren Changhai roared suddenly.

Why they lost again!

"It must be room 1 that the monument has failed!" Zhu Huan cried out, "it must be, it must be!"

Lu Zhuo was laughing: "cool! It's so cool! " When it comes to this, I beat my chest and suddenly: "God, why am I winning again, why I want to lose once is so difficult."

Renchanghai, Zhu Huan two people turned their blood, opening the mouth "wow" a sound, unexpectedly spit blood.

In exchange for anyone, lost half of the treasure house of yuanxiangzong and whaling clan, just afraid that they would spit blood.

It's not normal not to spit blood.

Lu Zhuo saw the appearance, but felt the beard with little chin, and said with a smile: "we haven't talked about wine for many years. When the temple of archaic temple is over, we three have a good drink. This time, I treat you, you must have a good face."

Drink and talk!

Renchanghai, Zhu Huan and Zhu Huan were also a burst of blood.

At this time, in room 1, huangxiaolong sits in front of the centenary monument, and his body is shining. In the room, all the light of the memorial works flows.

These lights, gathered into a golden stone monument, and then a flash without, printed into the eyebrows of huangxiaolong.

When the golden stone tablet did not enter the eyebrow of huangxiaolong, the yellow dragon was shooting with golden light.

A group of golden energy rushed into the Yellow Dragon.

The three most respected gods of huangxiaolong are stirred up.

After a day, the golden light slowly disappeared and everything was calm.

Huangxiaolong opened his eyes and breathed deeply.

"The monument of the town god!" Huangxiaolong's eyes are hard to cover his heart's joy.

Just now, without his eyebrows, it is the monument of the town god, a treasure of chaos!

Chaos, the magic weapon used by the three ancestors, is also just the ordinary ancient god.

After a while, huangxiaolong pressed down his heart excited, then stood up and walked to the end of the big iron gate. Now there is still a day, I don't know what it is behind the gate.

Huangxiaolong came to the front of the gate of the big iron, looking at a square in the middle of the gate, and moved in his heart, and urged the town magic God stele.

The town magic God stele flies out of the eyebrow of huangxiaolong, and it is printed into the square which is concave under the big iron gate. It is not small, just.

Suddenly, the big iron door light vibrated, and slowly beat open.

Huangxiaolong takes back the monument of the magic God in town, then enters the gate of the great iron and comes to a hall.

When he arrived at the hall, huangxiaolong scanned and found that nine other rooms could enter the hall as well. In the center of the hall, there was a jade box, and there was nothing else.

Huangxiaolong, confused with his eyes, came to the jade box.

The jade box is not large, only half a meter long, wide palm, the surface of the jade box, exudes a light green halo, touch the hand warm cool, the whole jade box material, is made of the top-class jade of the divine world.

The jade of the emperor, all things put, can not be rotten for 10 billion years.

A rare jade.

Huangxiaolong took the jade box up, and the three supreme gods urged it. Soon, he banned the jade box from being broken.

However, when huangxiaolong opened the jade box, he could not stay. Only one space ring was also made by the emperor green jade. Besides that space ring, there was a palm size jade card.

Huangxiaolong picked up the jade card and looked at it carefully. Only the front of the jade card was the image of a strong man stepping on the devil, while the reverse of the jade card was engraved with the ancient god script.The magic God clan!

Huang Xiaolong collected the jade plate of the town god sect, then picked up the imperial jade ring and opened the ban. He was surprised to see that there were more than 50 miraculous medicines of 40 million years old in the imperial jade ring!

In addition, there are three spiritual pulse! These three spiritual veins are the first level of the fourth grade.

The spirit pulse of the first four grades!

Huang Xiaolong's eyes glared, and his breath was a little short.

He is now the peak of the fourth level of the God of heaven. But with these three four spirit veins and more than 50 40 million year-old miraculous drugs, he will definitely break through to the fifth level of God soon! It may even be the middle of the fifth order of the gods!

After a long time, Huang Xiaolong felt excited and looked at the ancient book on a platform in the middle of the ring.

Since this ancient book is placed in the most prominent position in the center of the ring, it shows that this book is extremely important.

Huang Xiaolong took it out and opened it.

After half a day, Huang looked through the ancient books roughly.

This ancient book was left by the three founders.

It turns out that the founder of the three sects, manshenzong, yuanxiangzong and Jujing sect, was the core disciple of a sect called zhenmoshenzong in Hunyuan mainland more than 10 million years ago.

More than 10 million years ago, the Zhenmo Shenzong was besieged and destroyed by the enemy. Only three people escaped. After escaping, they fled all the way to cangyun island and created three schools.

According to the ancient book, if one of the descendants of the three schools can understand 100 transmission steles in one hundred days, it will be a million years of talent, and they will be able to obtain the Zhenmo Shenzong's artifact, that is, the Zhenmo God stele.

The founder of the three schools also hoped that the disciple could unify the three schools after he got the monument, and then went to the Hunyuan continent to wipe out the enemies who had besieged the zhenmengshenzong, avenge the zhenmengshenzong, and fulfill their last wishes.

Huang Xiaolong can't help but smile, but he still has a hard job.

(I mentioned Chen Xiong in the previous chapters. God has forgotten that Chen Xiong has died in the ruins of Bingpo. I'm sorry. I'll be on the third watch tomorrow)

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