Chapter 1942: The fall of the Huang family

"Is the identity more special? There are several other identities?!" The old man of the rising moon, a few people in Xie Boti.
"Yellow boy, don't tell me, are you still the master of the Imperial Palace?" The old man of the moon laughed at Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong said: "In fact, I am the younger brother of the first person in the realm of the gods, except for Zhao Lei, I have another master. He is called the king of Hongmeng."
The old man of the rising moon stagnated there and stared at Huang Xiaolong.
Xie Bodhi, Fei Hou several people did not move.
The first brother of the gods!
Another master, the king of Hongmeng!
As for the back, what Huang Xiaolong said, they have not heard it.
That night, the silver moon hangs and the earth is clear.
Huang Xiaolong did not think about cultivation. He stood on the foothills of the palace of the gods of the gods and looked far and wide. He was thinking of his parents, Shi Xiaoying and his sister Huang Min.
"I don't know my father's mother, Xiao Yan, where is the second girl, how is it?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes are faint.
Knowing the parents, after Xiaoxu flew to the realm of the gods, these days, Huang Xiaolong has been unable to calm down and practice.
But the gods, he can only wait for the news of the Silver Fox Chamber of Commerce, Hongmeng Palace, Mowu Emperor Palace, and Pluto.
Now the gods are very chaotic, and Huang Xiaolong wants to worry more and more.
Although the devil's invasion of the gods in previous years has been suppressed and repulsed by the Heavenly Heavenly Forces, the realm of the gods is now seemingly calm, but Huang Xiaolong knows that this is the quiet before the bigger storm.
From the previous work, there are still many imperial palace emperors missing, and it can be seen that the forces of the Jiuyin corpse have already penetrated into every corner of the world.
Once the nine yin corpse eclipse eclipse successfully smashed the blade of death, and began to attack the gods, the war of the gods will spread all corners of the world. Therefore, Huang Xiaolong must find parents, Xiaoyan and others before this.
Originally, he had to go to the Guangming gods to get the other half of the Guangming ancestors. Now, he can only slow down.
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The Flint God plane is a small plane in the southernmost part of the gods.
On the vast expanse of the southernmost part of this small plane, there is a group of robes and gods who are trying to dig the ground and dig the broken metal inside.
This group of robes is a god-level powerhouse with a full four or five thousand people. The weakest talent is in the middle class, and the strongest one has the tenth-order late peak of the level.
In the distance, there are more than a dozen strong gods who are supervised by the iron whip.
"Give me a speed up. Tomorrow is the last day of this month. If you can't hand over ten pounds of gold, you know the consequences!" A strong of the gods screamed coldly and scanned the crowd.
At this time, a fifth-order powerhouse of the gods who had been mining in the distance slowed down, stopped, and gasped there. Suddenly, an iron whip was pulled over and the god-level fifth-order powerhouse was drawn. The back of the skin is fleshy, blood is splashing on the ground, and there is a scream.
This iron whip is not an ordinary artifact. Each iron whip is cast from the fine iron of the ghost land. It is hit on the body, not only the skin is fleshy, but also the power of the ghosts invades the body, biting in the body, suffering abnormal.
"Whoever dares to be lazy is more than a whip." The of the gods took back the iron whip and said coldly to everyone: "Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"Not too fast to continue to dig for me!"
The fifth-order powerhouse of the god-level who was drawn out of the skin stood up and stood up. He dared not say anything and continued to dig up.
Everyone is ashamed, and the speed has increased a lot.
If Huang Xiaolong is here, he will find that the place that is not far from the fifth-order powerhouse that has been pumped out of the skin is a few people who are trying hard to mine. It is the Huang family that he is trying to find.
Huang Peng, Su Yan, Huang Min, Guo Tai, Guo Xiaofan, Tian Fo Da Shi, Brahma and others.
At this time, Huang Peng, Su Yan and others are not much different from each other. The whole body is robbed, the face is dusty, the head is scattered, and because of the long-term unremitting efforts to mine, the energy and energy are excessively consumed, and the face is thin.
However, he did not see Xiao Xiao.
Ten years before the gods, Huang Peng, Su Yan and others flew into the realm of the gods, but in the face of a storm of space, Shi Xiaoying was swept away by the space storm, and now he is not with Huang Peng, Su Yan and others.
After another ten hours, the night was too dark.
"Okay, stop, rest for an hour!" one of the supervised gods and strong men shouted coldly.
Suddenly, the tens of thousands of mine-level god-level powerhouses were like the whole body being drained with blood, and they were directly soft on the mine, breathing heavily.
Huang Peng, Su Yan and others are also soft and there, there is a kind of fatigue that does not want to get up again when lying down.
Ten years ago, when they flew to the realm of the gods, they fell to the face of the Flint. They had not waited for them to fully recover their divine power. The next day they were taken by the gangsters who called the cracked gang.
This cracking gang is only a second-rate gang in the realm of the gods. It is mainly based on refiners, and sells the refined artifacts to some of the first-class big families in the Flint.
Although the cracking gang is only a second-rate gang, it is not Huang Peng. Su Yan, the gods who have just ascended to the world, can compete and escape.
After falling into the cracker's hand, it didn't take long for Huang Peng and Su Yan to be sent to the mine for mining. They were dug for ten years and were almost isolated from the outside world.
In this decade, I can only rest for one hour each day, that is, the last hour of the day. After waiting for this hour, I have to start digging again and dig into the late night.
In the eyes of the crackers, they are the god-level powerhouses who are imprisoned in disguise and mine, and they are not much different from slaves.
"Ten years, I don't know how the scorpion is." Huang Min sighed: "There is still a big brother who doesn't know where it is, and then goes on like this, I am afraid that we will not see Big Brother for 10,000 years."
The scorpion in Huang Minkou is naturally an explanation for Xiaoyan.
Guo Xiaofan looked regretful: "Mother, I blame me, if I didn't propose to fly to the realm of the gods, you will not be imprisoned here for mining."
Huang Peng frowned: "I don't know if Xiaolong knows the news that we are flying into the realm of the gods. However, even if he knows that it is difficult to find us, even if he finds us, there should be no strength to help from the cracker. Save us!"
Although the cracking gang is a second-rate gang of the gods, it has also been operating for tens of millions of years in this Flint God plane. The forces are not weak, there are countless Chinese gods, and there are many deities of ancient gods, even ancestors. The king is strong, and the former helper is a strong man.
Huang Xiaolong has risen to the world of gods for hundreds of years. How can he compete with the cracked land?
Just when Huang Peng and Huang Min sighed quietly, sitting in the distance and resting on the rest of the dozens of cracked gangs, the arguments of the gods of the gods faintly passed into the ears of Huang Peng.
"I heard that Huang Xiaolong went to the Devil World and got the magical monument and the glass magic monument of the Devil's Heavenly Devil!"
"Huang Xiaolong's talent is against the sky, and the air transport is also against the sky. If we have one of the talents of Huang Xiaolong, one of the ten thousandth of the air is good!"
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