Chapter 277: Hegemony

Two days later, Huang Xiaolong set off for the city of the gods. !
This time, Huang Xiaolong did not follow people, but went alone, Jiang Tianhua, Chen Xiaotian, and Su Meimei left behind the Dark Lord City.
It was not long before Huang Xiaolong left the Dark Magic City. It was tens of thousands of miles away from the Dark Magic City. The space was a shadow and one person appeared. This person is a Yao Jia Yao Fei.
Yao Fei stood tall and muttered to himself: "According to the news of the temple, the boy entered the chaotic land. However, in the chaos of thousands of miles, it is not so easy to find this kid."
"Forget it, anyway, knowing that this kid is in a mess, I don't believe that he can escape my palm this time!"
Yao Fei's figure flashed and ran away. It didn't take long before he came to the battlefield where Huang Xiaolong had just passed to the chaotic land.
"A good atmosphere of the dead spirit!" When Yao Fei passed the battlefield, he looked at the cloud of the dead spirit, which was condensed by the atmosphere above the battlefield, and he also exclaimed.
After marveling, Yao Fei’s eyes were happy, and the darkness behind him flashed. I saw a huge dark figure full of evil and domineering.
It is the 12th-level martial arts, the dark king.
Yao Fei will call out the Dark King of the Dark Soul, and the Dark King will take a breath and suddenly it. If the giant whale absorbs water, the gas of the dead spirit will continue to infuse into the body.
The dark black light of the dark king gradually has a red color, more evil, and the body is stronger.
After half a day, Yao Fei stopped and took the Dark King back.
"If you want to find the little hybrid of Huang Xiaolong, practice in this battlefield, after three years, I should be able to break through the sanctuary." Yao Fei's eyes blinked: "But, after finding the hybrid of Huang Xiaolong, kill him, It’s not too late to come back here to practice!
After that, the flying body flashed and flew in the direction of the Dark Magic City.
Two hours later, Yao Fei came to the Dark City.
After entering the Dark Magic City, Yao Fei randomly picked a hotel. When he sat down to eat and drink, he heard several people talking about the wine table next to him.
"I heard that this auction of the gods of the city will auction the heavenly exercises and fighting skills!" said a middle-aged man wearing a black robe.
"Tianjin exercises and fighting skills?!" One person was amazed.
"Good · and it is the middle-level intermediate exercises and fighting skills, it is the big thousand power and the endless wind!"
"It turned out to be a big master? Daqian is more than three hundred years ago, the practice of Daqian Shengtuo! The rumors have cultivated the great power, the body has the Buddha body, almost the body of immortality, this is the ultimate wind is also the big thousand holy Tuo's strongest fighting skills, hundreds of years ago, many of the Sanctuary's strongmen died under the Wuji Shengtuo's Wuji Broken Wind!"
Yao Fei listened to the discussion next to the wine table, the heart of the move, the auction of the city of the gods? Big thousand! Promise breaking wind!
Yao Fei stood up. He came to the side of the wine table and looked at the middle-aged man wearing a black robe. He asked: "When is the auction of the gods of the city held?"
The middle-aged man in the black robes looked at Yao Fei and smiled coldly: "Boy, what are you talking about? I didn't hear it clearly."
However, his voice just fell, and Yao Fei took his neck and pulled it out of his seat.
"You didn't hear it clearly?" Yao Fei was indifferent.
"Listen, listen, hear clearly. The city of the gods auction will be held in twenty-eight days." The middle-aged man was scared and panicked.
Yao Fei waited for him to finish, his hand twisted and slammed, then threw it, threw the middle-aged man into the corner of the restaurant. I saw the middle-aged man’s neck squatting to the side, the breath was gone, and the neck was already twisted.
Yao Fei killed the middle-aged man and scanned his other four people. The other four people all fell back in horror.
However, after killing the middle-aged man, Yao Fei did not take another shot. Instead, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant. He quickly went out of the Dark City and then rushed toward the city of the gods.
"Da Qiangong." Yao Fei's eyes black flames flashed past. As far as he knows, the martial arts of the Daqian Shengtu, which was founded more than three hundred years ago, is also the Dark Wuhun. With this great merit, then he is vindictive. The speed of the lift can definitely be a thousand miles, and the Sanctuary can be quickly broken.
Sanctuary!
Therefore, this time, he must win the big thousand!
Whether it is buying or other methods!
Just when Yao flew in the direction of the city of the gods, on top of a wilderness, a figure flashed and stood in the air, it was Huang Xiaolong who rushed to the city of the gods.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the wasteland below and took a map from his arms.
"This should be the wasteland." Huang Xiaolong whispered to the map.
The map of this chaotic land was prepared by Jiang Tianhua. Although it is not very detailed, some important places on the chaotic land are marked. Among them, there is this wasteland.
The wilderness is a strange place in the chaotic land. According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, it used to be a giant city, but then the two gods were fighting here, the giant city was destroyed, and later the two gods were together. Degraded here, for thousands of years, the surrounding area is not a million miles.
Huang Xiaolong took the map and looked at the dark sky. He flew and fell on a small hill. It was late, and Huang Xiaolong planned to take a rest for a night.
After falling down, Huang Xiaolong took a photo with his hands, and dropped a pile of dead wood at high altitude. His fingers rose and the bonfire rose. After the bonfire rose, Huang Xiaolong ran his life skills and recovered instantly. After a while, the whole body was full of vindictiveness and internal strength.
With the improvement of Huang Xiaolong's strength, his three major life-threatening skills are now hidden and shadowed, and the instantaneous recovery power has also improved a lot.
Subsequently, Huang Xiaolong ran a repairing scorpion, Yi Jinjing, and practiced for a while. When he stopped, the moonlight was deep, and under the moonlight, the wilderness shrouded a thin layer of mist.
Tens of thousands of years ago, after the two gods of the gods fell to this place, every night, this fog will appear, the reason for the blood shortage is named.
"There are still half a month, it is the auction of the city of the gods." Huang Xiaolong thought.
This trip to the city of the gods, he is not entirely because of a good spirit.
The city of the gods is the legacy of the Protoss in the ancient times. In the space around the city of the gods, there are some cultivation houses left by the protoss in the ancient times. Huang Xiaolong also wants to try his luck and see if he can find these ancient times. The residences left by the protoss strong people generally have their refining ten spirits or heavenly spirits.
Now, it is less than three years since the temple was recruited for the next time. Although Huang Xiaolong’s cultivation speed is extremely fast, it is impossible to break through the sanctuary within three years. If you find the legendary ten-character Lingdan or Tianpinling Dan swallowed, that is different.
However, although the space around the city of the gods has the residence of the protoss in the ancient times, only three or four people have been found since ancient times, so the chance of such luck is less than one billion.
At this moment, there was a sound in the distance, and Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but look up. I saw two people flying in the distance with great speed.
(Sorry, everyone, I was busy with house renovations for a while, sometimes I didn’t have time to eat, but the new house was finally busy, and the new house that I entered yesterday, resumed from today.)