When Huang Xiaolong glances at each other, the red haired young Chang Fang also follows Zheng Wei's eyes and looks at Huang Xiaolong. When he sees that Huang Xiaolong is just an ancient god at the beginning of the seventh stage, his mouth sneers and smiles.
When he was about to open his mouth, Huang Xiaolong said, "sorry, we are not interested in joining you."
Chang Fang and his disciples were stunned.
"Boy, are you not a disciple of the golden drum sect?" Chang Fang didn't get angry, but said with a smile, "do you know who I am? What's more, how many people can you do for Zheng Wei and Wang Hua? "
Although smile, but look condescending.
In his capacity, in the face of Qingling God, no one dares to disobey him except a few of them.
Huang Xiaolong was indifferent: "I'm not interested in knowing who you are. I can make decisions for Zheng Wei."
"Boy, how dare you talk to our young master like this A disciple behind Chang Fang couldn't help pointing at Huang Xiaolong and yelling at him.
"Little Lord, let me abolish this boy?" Then the disciple came to Chang Fang and asked respectfully.
"It's not necessary to abolish it. This is a ghost sea. If the influence is not good, you can slap him a hundred times and punish him slightly." Chang Fang said with a light smile.
The disciple should be, and then came to Huang Xiaolong.
"You're lucky, boy." He said.
But suddenly, he stopped.
Then, the whole man fell from the air and fell into the sea of ghosts.
"Dong!" However, there was a splash on the sea.
Chang Fang and all his disciples were in a daze. They didn't know what was going on.
One of the disciples was the first to react. With a flash of body shape, he fished the disciple out of the sea of ghosts.
People saw that the disciple's vitality was gone. He did not know when there was a blood hole in the heart of his eyebrow. Inside the blood hole, the sword Qi could not be controlled.
People were shocked.
This sword spirit!
Chang Fang's eyes could not hide his surprise. This disciple, however, was in the middle of the Ninth level of the ancient god, and he had practiced the ancient martial arts of body training. His physical defense was amazing. He was killed by a sword attack? What's more, even he didn't see who was responsible.
After being surprised, Chang Fang looks ugly.
He looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "who are you? Dare to kill my disciples of baijiemen
Baijiemen is second only to Xiaojia, Chenjia and Majia in the aspect of Qingling deity. Although it is also a first-class force, it is definitely ranked first among hundreds of first-class forces in Qingling God plane!
However, Chang Fang and others did not wear the costumes of baijiemen disciples, so Huang Xiaolong could not guess the identity of the other party.
Of course, even if he knows, Huang Xiaolong is not at ease.
The Xiao family's disciples who guard the transmission array are not at ease, not to mention a hundred robbers' gate.
"Kill it, boy. It's too late for you to get out now, or I'll beat you to death." Golden Horn calf some impatient way.
"Looking for death!" On hearing this, the disciples of baijiemen were very angry, so they would go forward and start.
Chang Fang reached out his hand and stopped the crowd. He looked at Huang Xiaolong with a look at his ugly face. Then he said to the disciples behind him, "let's go!"
He can see that Huang Xiaolong is not as simple as it seems.
Although he was in the middle of the tenth level of the ancient god, he was not sure that he could handle Huang Xiaolong. So he decided to wait until the ghost house and meet the baijiemen elder, and then clean up Huang Xiaolong.
Since Huang Xiaolong is also going to the ghost house, he will meet again.
Before leaving, Chang Fang sneered at Zheng Wei and said, "Zheng Wei, you are very good."
In the tone, there is no doubt that the intention of killing is revealed.
Zheng Wei was pale.
Chang Fang and others fly away.
"Master, do you want me to kill them all?" Looking at Chang Fang and others leaving, Xu Baisheng comes forward to ask Huang Xiaolong respectfully.
"Not for the time being." Huang Xiaolong shook his head: "wait until the ghost house, then see the situation." If at that time, the baijiemen disciple is still confused, he doesn't mind killing him completely!
"Yes, master." Xu Baisheng nods.
A few hours later, Huang Xiaolong and others came to the center of the ghost sea.
Over the center of the ghost sea, there stands a group of black ice palaces, which can't be seen at the end. Above the ice palace groups, ghosts are enveloped and various ghost beasts are formed.
The black ice palace group in front of us is undoubtedly the ghost house.
"This is the ghost and beast lock God array." Golden Horn calf looked at the ghost house in front of him, and then explained to Huang Xiaolong, "this ghost animal lock God array is a powerful ancient array in the hell undead world. There are 10000 ghost beasts in the array heart. The stronger the ghost beast is, the stronger the power of the ghost animal lock God array will be."
Huang Xiaolong's eyes twinkle.
How could the master of the ghost house be the ancient array of the underworld?
"If you're trapped in it, are you sure you'll break it?" Asked Huang Xiaolong.
Golden Horn calf pondered: "it depends on the strength of that 10000 ghost beasts. However, there should be no problem with xiaoshengzi."Xu Baisheng's face is bitter. It seems that xiaoshengzi's address will follow him.
After a while, Huang Xiaolong flies into the gate of the ghost house.
However, knowing that there are ghosts and beasts in the ghost house, Huang Xiaolong is more alert.
After passing through the gate of the ghost house, following some disciples of the clan, Huang Xiaolong arrived at the front hall of the ghost house.
The front hall is very large and has gathered many powerful people, no less than two or three thousand people.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes swept. On both sides of the hall, there are two rows of seats. Each row has 100 seats. There are many powerful people sitting on the top. Some are ancestral gods, and some are young masters of super or first-class forces.
However, in a corner of the main hall, Huang Xiaolong saw 12 people, including Guo Jie and Du Gao.
At this time, Guo Jie, Du Gao and others also saw Huang Xiaolong entering the hall and were obviously surprised.
"Elder martial sister, it's that boy!" Du Gao to Guo Jiedao, the voice is full of surprise: "how does he and the golden drum Zong Zheng Wei together?"
Guo Jie is also confused.
"I'm afraid that he met Zheng Wei, a Jingu Zong, on the way. Zheng Wei was kind enough to bring him here to see the world?" A disciple of the burning heaven sect guessed.
Really? Guo Jie locks her eyebrows, but how does Zheng Wei follow? And a respectful look.
"Little brother, here it is!" In doubt, Guo Jie beckons to Huang Xiaolong.
This little brother made Huang Xiaolong the focus of many people in the hall.
Huang Xiaolong smiles bitterly, nods his head, hesitates for a moment, and then comes to Guo Jie, the emperor of burning heaven. Zheng Wei and others follow him.
But when Huang Xiaolong walks up to Guo Jie and others, suddenly, there is a commotion in the hall.
"It's Xiao Changyu, the young master of the Xiao family!"
"Baijiemen is a little master of Changfang!"
Huang Xiaolong can't help but stop and turn his head to see Chang Fangzheng, the young master of baijiemen, who met before and a young man in Xiao's Brocade robe, come in.
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