Chapter 1227

Huang Xiaolong and Jinjiao calf entered the 382 tomb.

In front of the huge coffin, Huang Xiaolong waves with one hand and claps open the coffin cover, revealing the scene in the coffin.

Inside the coffin, there were two people lying down!

A man and a woman, two evil spirits strong bodies!

It seems that they must have been partners before their lives.

Looking at the two golden elixirs in the coffin, Huang Xiaolong was not polite. He sucked them and swallowed them together.

The two magic elixirs contain much more energy than any one Huang Xiaolong swallowed before.

As soon as it enters the body, the surging golden energy sweeps like a huge wave.

Huang Xiaolong quickly sat down and urged the three supreme deities to start refining.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong's whole body was covered with gold.

This lasted for a day, and Jin mang slowly faded down. Huang Xiaolong stopped and opened his eyes.

Immediately, Huang Xiaolong smiles bitterly.

These two magic elixirs above the eighth level of ancient gods were swallowed and refined, but it seems that they did not improve much strength!

After breaking through the ancient gods, the three supreme deities are just like three super bottomless caves. Countless energies are filled in, and there is a feeling that dissatisfaction will always be filled.

On the way to the cemetery of the ancestors of the evil spirits, there were not 50 magic elixirs he refined, but there were also 40 gold elixirs. However, it only made him break through from the peak of the second stage of the ancient god to the later stage of the second level!

If he goes on like this, he breaks through to the seventh level of ancient god. How terrible is the energy needed?!

As for the realm of ancestral deities, Huang Xiaolong has a headache and will not think about it for the time being.

Huang Xiaolong stands up and flies over the coffin. He starts to use Hongmeng puppet technique to refine the man's evil body. However, with caution, Huang Xiaolong lets the chaotic spirit beast black baboon and others help him.

Previously, the strong evil spirit in the early stage of the eighth stage of the ancient god, which he refined, had a strong residual will, which almost damaged Huang Xiaolong's spirit.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was refining the puppets in the tomb of the ancestors of evil spirits, several disciples of Wangu bifei returned to the ancient land with the seriously injured Wangu Dongchen.

On the hall of the headquarters of the people of all ages, all the powerful people gathered in one hall.

Sitting on the central throne of the main hall is a dignified middle-aged man in a Kirin purple robe, thick eyebrows and big ears. This middle-aged man is the current clan leader of the Wangu clan!

Wan Gu Rui sat there, like a scabbard of chaos blade, all people dare not look directly at its awn.

Wangu Dongchen, Wangu bifei and other disciples are standing under the hall.

Although Wan Gu Bi Fei is the core disciple of the WAN Gu clan, he is not qualified to see Wan Gu Rui, not to mention Wan Gu Rui, who is the supreme elder of the WAN Gu clan.

Now, in the face of wangurui and all the elders of Wangu clan, his legs are shaking nervously.

"Your name is vankoo biff?" Wan Gu Rui opens a road.

"Yes, it's the patriarch. My name is wangubifei." Wan Gu Bi Fei answers quickly with trembling voice.

"Tell me what happened. Remember, don't hide anything." Wan Gu Rui Dao, although he had known the story through the elder Taishang before, he wanted to hear the disciple of Wan Gu Bi Fei say it again.

Wan Gubi's voice should be, and then nervously told the matter in detail, but did not dare to hide and deceive.

After listening to Wan Gu Bi's non original version, Wan Gu Rui's fingers gently tap on the chair.

Wangu Dongchen stood there, with his head down, and did not dare to breathe.

All the elders in this room dare not speak.

"Zi Yi, what do you think of Huang Xiaolong?" Suddenly, Wan gurui turned his head and looked at the red haired youth sitting in the first position on the left below.

He is a young man with red hair and long hair. He is unruly. He has a light smile on his face. He is confident and friendly. His eyes are firm and steady. He is the most evil genius in the history of the Vientiane deity.

As soon as Wan GuZi stood up, he respectfully said, "this Huang Xiaolong is better than you unintentionally." speaking of this, his tone changed and he said confidently: "but I don't use Kirin white flame, and I still have the confidence to defeat him in three moves!"

Huang Xiaolong's one move will defeat Wan Gu Dong Chen, but wan Gu Zi Yi, however, is confident that he can defeat Huang Xiaolong with three moves!

And without using the unicorn white flame!

But in the main hall, no one felt that wanguzi was arrogant.

Including wangurui.

Wan Gu Rui nodded with satisfaction: "however, Huang Xiaolong can't be ignored. In the past two years, you can practice in the Qilin God tripod. I will ask the supreme elders to help you, so that you can strive to break through the sixth level of the ancient god before the battle of the entry-level disciples!"

The Qilin God tripod is a treasure inherited by the ancient people. It contains the spirit of the Qilin. Cultivating in it will bring unimaginable benefits to the disciples of the ancient clan who have the blood of the kylin.

It is very difficult for some of the supreme elders to have a chance to practice.

Dongchen and others are envious."Chieftain Xie!" Wan GuZi's face is full of joy.

Wan Gu Rui turned his head to the East Star and said, "you go down."

Wan Gu Bi Fei several people saw that the patriarch Wan Gu Rui did not punish himself. They were very pleased and respectful, and they quickly withdrew.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Huang Xiaolong is refining a magic elixir just obtained in a huge tomb in the tomb of the ancestor of evil spirits.

The surging golden elixir energy is pounding every corner of Huang Xiaolong's body.

Huang Xiaolong's body surface is constantly swelling.

Huang Xiaolong urges the three supreme deities with all his strength, swallowing the golden elixir energy again and again. On his head, the thunder cloud transformed by purple thunder of Golden Horn calf protects Huang Xiaolong.

After three days and three nights.

Huang Xiaolong just stopped.

Finally, the peak of the second stage of ancient god!

It's half a step away from the ancient god!

Huang Xiaolong stands up and looks at a group of powerful puppets of evil spirits behind him. His heart is joyful.

In the past two months, he has explored more than 60 tombs. Now, there are 33 puppets he has refined!

The top ten of the ancient gods!

In addition to another ancient god at the beginning of the tenth stage, he had two ancient gods who were more than ten steps strong.

Huang Xiaolong and Golden Horn calf and others came out of the tomb and came to the entrance of the next tomb. This is the 451st tomb.

Looking at the terrible stillness, evil and Yin Qi at the entrance of the 451 tomb, Huang Xiaolong and Golden Horn calf also have a kind of scalp numbness.

With Huang Xiaolong's current strength, he has been unable to forcibly swallow up these dead spirits. The evil spirits can only be dispelled by the evil spirits and powerful people he refined.

However, Rao is so. It took four days for those powerful evil spirits to drive away the dead and evil spirits.

Huang Xiaolong and Jinjiao calf were not in a hurry, so they sat outside, practicing and waiting.

Half a month later, at last, the stillness and evil spirits in the 451st tomb were dispelled.

(the third shift)

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