Chapter 1296: Get the treasure of Huangquan

"This is really Huangquanshui." The Golden Horn Mavericks looked at the yellow water on both sides of Huangquan Road, and the brow wrinkled. It was because of the true yellow spring water that it was doubtful.
As far as it knows, Huang Quanshui is one of the most poisonous and horrible corpse waters in the world of hell, even if it is rare in the undead world, how can it appear in this magical prison mountain?
And this Huangquan Road even gave it a sense of danger.
"This yellow spring water is very powerful?" Huang Xiao asked.
The Golden Horn Maverick nodded: "Yes, let alone the ancient gods, the high-ranking strongmen of the ancestors fell into it, and they will become in less than a second. Even the ancestral gods can be easily eliminated."
Feng Er, a few people in the ghost changed.
This yellow spring water is so terrible.
"Master, this Huangquan Road is extremely dangerous. In the depths, even the ordinary high-ranking ancestors of the ancestors are hard to get in, or I will go in and take out the Huangquan Treasure." The virtual heavenly prisoner is said.
Huang Xiaolong said: "Well, this way, Feng Er, you go with the virtual yum, we will wait for you here, if there is any situation, the letter will report to me."
"Yes." Virtual Baisheng, Fenger respectfully should be.
After the two people took a ritual, they left empty.
As a result, several people in Huang Xiaolong dug a cave in a nearby mountain, passed to the mountainside, and arranged several defensive formations around the cave, and began to practice while waiting for the virtual demon prisoner and Feng Er.
Huang Xiaolong took the chaotic ghost fruit out.
Although Chaos Yinling is used to refine the best chaos, the effect of Yinying Shendan will be better, but at this time, Huang Xiaolong can't manage so much. Now, the most important thing is how to promote his strength to the ancestors as soon as possible. The situation.
With the improvement of strength in recent years, Huang Xiaolong has become more and more urgent about breaking through the ancestral gods.
and. To refine the chaotic spirit of the gods, you need other nearly two thousand kinds of materials to be collected. I don't know what year and month, Huang Xiaolong didn't have much time to wait.
but. This chaotic psychedelic fruit is extremely powerful, and Huang Xiaolong does not dare to swallow more than one at a time.
After swallowing a chaotic psychedelic fruit, suddenly, a burst of pure carbon energy rushed out, sweeping through all corners of Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong rushed to run the parasitic worms and fully absorbed the energy of the chaotic ghost fruit.
The Golden Horn Mavericks and Huang Xiaolong also gave them one, and they also sat down to swallow and cultivate. Three of the ghosts are guarded at the hole.
Outside, a dead silence.
The rotten devil's air is rolling, and from time to time there is a sound of empty air passing over the mountains. I want to come to some of the ancestors of Huangquan Road.
This time, cultivation is a month.
One month, Huang Xiaolong refining three chaotic ghosts.
Although it is still unable to reach the peak of the late seventh stage of the ancient gods, but inductively enhances a lot of scorpion power in the body, Huang Xiaolong is still very satisfied.
It’s just that when the month passed, the imaginary prisoner’s beast and the phoenix had no news, and they used the letter to contact the two. When the two did not reply, Huang Xiaolong could not help but start anxious.
He practiced for ten days and refining a chaotic ghost. When there were no news for the two people, Huang Xiaolong was not in the mood to practice.
Did the two have an accident?
Standing at the mouth of the cave, watching the rotten gas of the outside, when Huang Xiaolong decided to go out to see it, suddenly, a wave of terror power fluctuated from the far-reaching sky.
Although they are far apart, the strength of the late stage of Huang Xiaolong’s ancient gods still feels the power of the destruction of power and terror.
This is definitely the destructive power that the ancestors of the tenth order and above will have in the fierce battle.
And a little judgment. Huang Xiaolong judged that it was from the depths of Huangquan Road.
"It's Feng's sister!" The ghost sensed the feminine power contained in one of the forces and concluded.
Huang Xiaolong’s heart is
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. Sure enough, something went wrong.
How to do?
Huang Xiaolong flew out of the cave.
"Little dragon, don't be impulsive." The Golden Horn Mavericks flew out. One drink: "Even if it is the phoenix girl, it does not mean that she has an accident. With her strength, there are only a handful of people who can hurt her in the virtual heaven. Even if she meets the Jinfenglou landlord, she and the virtual yum Can leave safely."
Huang Xiaolong stopped and his eyes flashed.
"And with the strength of the other side, we are useless in the past." The Golden Horn Mavericks said again.
Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath, a deep impatient, strength, or strength, his cultivation time is too short, the strength is still too weak.
With his current strength, among the talented disciples of the younger generation who are surrounded by the gods, perhaps few people are his opponents, but facing the old generation of the Jinfenglou landlord, it is simply not enough.
Just give him another hundred years, one hundred years! He believes that within a hundred years, he will be able to reach the heights of Xiao's ancestors, Jin Fenglou and other people, and even absolutely suppress Xiao's ancestors and others.
At this time, suddenly, the letter was shocked, Huang Xiaolong quickly took out, the spirits swept away, immediately to the Golden Horn calf: "We left the Magic Hill!" After that, the body fell to the Golden Horn calf.
Leaving the Devil's Hill?
The Golden Horn Mavericks stunned, without hesitation, with Huang Xiaolong turned into a purple thunder light, instantly disappeared into the original place, flew to the periphery of the Demon Hill, and the ghosts followed up.
A few hours later, Huang Xiaolong and several people went out of the Demon Hill. However, Huang Xiaolong did not immediately leave the virtual Tianshen plane, but returned to the remote location that he had previously purchased in the virtual city.
Previously, he received a letter from the imaginary sorcerer's imaginary sorcerer, saying that once they escaped from the sorcerer's mountain, they would meet with Huang Xiaolong in this house.
Back to the house, Huang Xiaolong could only wait patiently. This time, it didn't let Huang Xiaolong wait for a long time. Both Virtual Baisheng and Feng Er appeared in front of Huang Xiaolong.
Seeing the two people, Huang Xiaolong’s heart was relieved.
"How are you?" asked Huang Xiaolong.
The imaginary prisoner beast vainly laughed and said: "Fortunately, there are Fenger children, otherwise I am afraid that I really have to hang on Huangquan Road." Then I said with Fenger that I met the owner of the Solomon Gate when I took the Huangquan Treasure. thing.
Although he escaped a catastrophe, but the virtual sorcerer beast vain is still suffering from two sword wounds, but fortunately the sword is not heavy, mentioning two sword wounds, virtual victorious face hate: "Hey, wait for me After a few years of restoring strength, I will come to Solomon and abuse the door of Solomon."
The Golden Horn Mavericks is taking a shot: "In this case, if you say it in a few years, is it not too late, Huang Quan Treasure?"
At this time, Feng Er's hand flashed, and took out a black stone with a fist size, like a square. The magic above it, the dead air, amazing.
"The owner, this is the treasure of Huangquan!" Feng Er hands respectfully held.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes were pleasantly surprised. Previously, he thought that Feng Er and the two of them met the door of the Solomon Gate. They certainly couldn’t get the Huangquan Treasure, but they didn’t expect Feng Er’s two to get it! (To be continued)