Chapter 840: Give me your location

Huang Xiaolong used it for six days before he came to Wan Gucheng.
Standing in front of the ancient city, looking at the majestic eyes, I don’t know how many thousands of thousands of ancient cities, Feng Yang could not help but sigh: "This is the real city of the ages." When it comes to this, he turned to Huang Xiaolong several people: "According to This ancient city has existed for more than 100 million years."
"More than 100 million years!" Huang Xiaolong had a few eyes.
It is an artifact. After 100 million years, it will also be corroded and turned into a powder. This ancient city has existed for more than 100 million years! Still standing between heaven and earth!
How long does the Xuanwu School exist? It’s only two or three decades.
Fengyang Road: "I heard that it has been close to 200 million years. As for the true and false, it has not been known, but for more than 100 million years, it is certain that this ancient city is controlled by the most powerful family of the ancient moon."
Huang Xiaolong could not help but ask: "Then this ancient family has existed for more than 100 million years?!"
Fengyang nodded: "Yes, the ancient people have indeed existed for more than 100 million years. There are hundreds of stars and rivers around the world. There are forces of the ancient times. It can be said that the ancient people are one of the strongest forces in the tens of thousands of stars." ""
"Master, the tens of thousands of years of the Milky Way, the oldest family, is this ancient family?" Qi Wen asked.
Unexpectedly, Yang Shuan shook his head: "No."
"No?" Huang Xiaolong was a big surprise.
Fengyang nodded: "It is the gate of the eternal galaxy. The gates of creation are more ancient than the ones of the ancient times. However, if it is simpler than the strength, the gates of creation will not be comparable to the ancients. Of course, the strength of the gates is also extremely strong."
There is still a saying in Fengyang that it is in the face of the giants of the ancient times and the giants of the martial arts. The Xuanwu Academy is just an ant. It may not even be an ant.
After Huang Xiaolong’s several people paid ten sacred high spirits, they flowed into the ancient city with the people from the major stars.
As soon as I entered the ancient city, Huang Xiaolong saw a huge statue standing in the far distance of the front, standing in the city pond. This huge statue is hundreds of feet. It turned out to be a unicorn!
God beast unicorn!
Feng Yang looked at the unicorn. A few people told Huang Xiaolong: "You must have never imagined that the ancestors of the ancients were not our human beings."
"Not human?" Huang Xiaolong, a few people, a flash of thought, is it?
"Yes. The ancestor of the ancient people. It is an ancient beast. So the core disciples of the ancients have the blood of the beasts and the body, and the body is very strong. And because their ancestors are a fire unicorn, the core disciples of the ancients The law of fire is extremely high!" Fengyang Road.
Huang Xiaolong did not expect that the ancestors of the ancient ancestors turned out to be a fire unicorn!
Feng Yang said to Huang Xiaolong: "Xiao Long, if you meet the core disciples of the ancient times, you must be careful not to fight hard with them!"
Huang Xiaolong nodded.
Several people in Fengyang inquired about the registration place and then came to the registration place.
Fortunately, the registration location is not far from the city gate, so after half a day, several people from Huang Xiaolong came to the square where they signed up for the competition.
However, when I came to the registration square, I saw that the head was swaying and confusing. I don’t know how many thousands of Daxinghe registered disciples, Huang Xiaolong had a sense of speechlessness.
The square is huge, and there are 100 registration places, which are opened in a row.
Huang Xiaolong chose a small number of registration teams and waited in line.
Huang Xiaolong estimated that, according to the registration speed, when it was his turn, I was afraid that it would take three or four days.
However, Huang Xiaolong is not in a hurry. There are still more than forty days before the registration deadline.
And Feng Yang, Liu Yun several people went to sit next to the square, waiting for Huang Xiaolong to sign up and then left together, three or four days for their cultivation people, but in the blink of an eye.
Time passes day by day.
Soon, three days have passed, Huang Xiaolong looked at the front team, there are still thirty or forty people, and it should be a few hours to turn to themselves.
Just then, suddenly, a young man wearing a green robe and holding a short knife in his hand went straight to Huang Xiaolong.
The young man came to Huang Xiaolong and threw a god-like stone to Huang Xiaolong. He said indifferently: "Give your position to me, you can go."
The enrollment disciples around the house were not seen by all of them, and they looked at the look of the play.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the disciples of the ancient family who kept order in the distance. The disciple of the ancient family had never seen this situation.
When Huang Xiaolong saw it, he still didn't understand what was going on. The disciples of the ancient family had obviously been beaten by the young knives. The young knives looked like Huang Xiaolong was a soft persimmon. He could take it at will, so he wanted to occupy Huang Xiaolong. The queue location.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the top stone of the gods in his hand. He couldn’t help but feel funny. With his superficial strength in the tenth-order late stage of the gods, it seems that it is a soft persimmon. The front line of registration is all God-level first-order, second-order. The strong, mostly behind, seems to be his weakest, and it is no wonder that this short knife youth will lock him to the goal.
The short-knife youth saw Huang Xiaolong laughing with his stone, his brow wrinkled, and said: "Boy, I advise you to be the best one, let me give me the position now, I have no patience."
Huang Xiaolong looked up and grinned at the young knives: "In this ancient city, can you kill?"
The short knife youth glimpsed, and then smiled: "Yes, as long as the death is not a disciple of the ancient family, and the impact is not great, the ancients will not care, so I will kill you, the ancients will not for you. Collect the body."
Huang Xiaolong smiled and said: "Then I will be relieved."
Just when the short knife youth was puzzled, Huang Xiaolong suddenly slammed his fist and his punching power was unremarkable.
The short-knife youth saw Huang Xiaolong dare to shoot himself. After a sigh, he could not help but anger: "Boy, since you want to die, then I." Speaking of this, suddenly his face changed greatly, his face was frightened, he was going backwards, it was already late. .
Huang Xiaolong hit a fist on his chest and saw that the young knife was like a broken kite. He flew out and squirted blood in his mouth. The entire chest protruded from the back.
The enrolled disciples who were originally optimistic about the show saw their breath, and they all took a breath of air and looked shocked.
It is necessary to know that the young man with a short knife is the first stage of the level, and he was actually shot by the dragon in the tenth stage of the deity of Huang Xiaolong.
This simply subverts the perception of everyone.
Huang Xiaolong looked at a few family disciples who were not so kind in the distance. Cold voice: "Who else wants my position?"
A few people panicked, stepped back, and avoided the eyes of Huang Xiaolong.
The young disciples who maintained the order of Huang Xiaolong saw the young knives lying in the distance, their brows wrinkled, and then came over. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!
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