Chapter 1338

Breaking through the eight levels of ancient gods, Huang Xiaolong can only stop and swallow the magic elixir of chaos to consolidate the eight level realm.

The next day, Huang Xiaolong continued his journey.

Three days later, they finally arrived at the God's plane in Fengyu.

Many of the major deities in the fiendish battlefield have their own characteristics, such as this one in the wind domain.

In the sky above the God plane of the wind domain, there are storms everywhere, and these storms are very strange. They are like swarms of monsters, raging and raging, and flying like snowflakes all over the sky.

These storms are light blue, sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle.

After entering the God's plane of the wind domain, Huang Xiaolong did not dodge the storm. When the storm came, all of them made a move.

Huang Xiaolong's fists blow like a bang on a steel ball, making a dull and violent sound, and a group of storms explode.

The Golden Horn calf purple thunder is shining, the virtual heaven demon prison beast rotten devil's gas is surging wildly, the Phoenix son is slender, the ghost a few people punch.

These storms, which can easily tear apart the strong at the end of the tenth stage of the ancient god, dissipate instantly.

The crowd continued to fly forward.

However, even if it is known that Li Lu and Li Lu finally disappeared in the Fengyu shrine, it is too difficult to find it. It is half the size of the Pantheon, and it will take a lot of time to fly around, let alone look for them one by one.

Therefore, half a day later, Huang Xiaolong decided to look for it separately.

Huang Xiaolong, Jinjiao calf, Xutian demon prison beast, feng'er, gui-1, gui-2-1. The three groups of people believe in runes at any time.

As a result, several people separated.

The search lasted more than a month.

To Huang Xiaolong's dismay, more than a month later, people almost searched every corner of Fengyu's throne, and found no hair of Li Lu, let alone Li Lu.

The people returned to their places and got together again.

Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows are locked. Now we can be sure that Li Lu is no longer in Fengyu's divine position.

This is the worst result.

Although Huang had expected this result before he came, he was still disappointed, anxious, uneasy and even angry.

Knowing that Huang Xiaolong is in a bad mood, Golden Horn calf seldom talks and laughs.

"Let's go and have a look around." Huang Xiaolong can only reluctantly, helpless way.

Several people broke away.

In the face of the storm, Huang Xiaolong excitedly summoned out the magic robe of the netherworld and turned it into a heaven and earth of the netherworld. In an instant, he enveloped all these storms and turned them into the water vapor of the yellow spring.

After these days of nourishment of chaos, the magic robe of the netherworld can be transformed into a magic robe of heaven and earth about ten miles in a square, and all of them become the world of the netherworld.

In this world of huangquan, Huang Xiaolong is the master. He can let the evil Qi of huangquan turn everything into huangquan water gas directly.

It's no exaggeration to say that when dealing with the ordinary ten level strong ancient gods, the magic robe of the netherworld is shrouded and turned into the water vapor of the netherworld.

Of course, it is still difficult to deal with the late tenth stage of ancient gods like Guo Jun.

The magic robe of the netherworld transformed all those storms into the water vapor of the netherworld, and then it turned into a cloak and flew back behind Huang Xiaolong. The magic Qi of the netherworld converged.

On the surface, it's just an ordinary Cape.

Looking at the magic robe of the netherworld, he easily turned the countless storms into the Qi of the netherworld. Even the Golden Horn calf had to marvel at the amazing power of the magic robe.

After leaving the Fengyu God plane, people can only look for it along the surrounding deity plane.

While looking for it, Huang Xiaolong does not forget to urge the devouring power of the supreme spirit of the demon God, and constantly devours the surrounding evil Qi, dead air and evil spirit cultivation.

After more than a month of searching for the God level in the wind domain, Huang Xiaolong has thoroughly consolidated the initial state of the eighth stage of the ancient god and began to stride forward to the peak of the early eighth stage.

At this time, suddenly, with a roar, a strange Warcraft with four huge hands sprang up from the ground below, and the huge mouth of the blood basin suddenly devoured Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong didn't let feng'er do it, but he didn't use huangquan magic robe this time. His hand flashed, and the Tianlong blood knife appeared and chopped it down.

Suddenly, the Dragon flew out of the blade, and the blood mist rolled. More than a dozen fierce blood Sabre Qi flew out of the blood fog and disappeared in a flash. In an instant, the four giant hands of the strange Warcraft were divided into several pieces, and a Dao Qi extended from the top and back of the Warcraft to its tail.

After a pause, the body of the Warcraft suddenly split in two.

The blood column was splashed in all directions.

A knife, ancient god ten level medium Warcraft, die!

Looking at the strange Warcraft that a knife is cut open, Huang Xiaolong nods with satisfaction. The blood knife's Dharma cooperates with Tianlong's blood knife, and its power is pretty good.

However, with his current strength, he can only cut twelve Dao Qi at the same time by using Tianlong blood sabre. According to his master's blood knife, he can easily cut hundreds of thousands of Dao Qi in one move.

This is the absolute gap between realm and strength.Of course, if Huang Xiaolong has the peak strength of the tenth level of zushen, can he cut out a million Dao Qi with one move?

In this way, Huang Xiaolong and his party devour the evil Qi, hunt and kill the Warcraft, release the spirit, and feel the breath of Li Lu. Unconsciously, they come to the land of Leichi.

Leichi land, as before, is still covered with thunder clouds, and the astonishing thunder gas is constantly nurturing under the land.

Huang Xiaolong flies aimlessly over the Leichi continent.

As time goes by, the hope of finding Li Lu becomes more and more dim, and Huang Xiaolong becomes more and more agitated.

"A few days ago, the little Lord captured a gorgeous beauty in the face of the God of the wind domain. Is that woman really so beautiful?" At this time, suddenly, there was a talk from the front.

"It's really beautiful. It's a hundred times more beautiful than Liu Lei of Shalang clan! And it's a special God. " Another voice envied and exclaimed.

"This time, numerous demons swarmed into our divine world. It's said that most of these demons have the blood of demons. Many of the most powerful people around have come to the demon battlefield outside the country to hunt these demons!"

"Tianwu treasure is born, I don't know whether it is true or not!"

"Even if it is true, it has nothing to do with us. The tianwu treasure is in the depths of the devil's battlefield. Many high-level ancestors of ancestral gods have gone to look for them, and many have died."

Hearing this, Huang Xiaolong turned into a sword light and broke through the sky. When he appeared again, he had already come to the two disciples of Shalang sect.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong suddenly appeared in front of them, the two shalangzong disciples were in a cold sweat. However, when they saw that Huang Xiaolong was only at the beginning of the eighth stage of the ancient god, they relaxed and were angry.

"Boy, you!" One of the disciples of Shalang sect, who was on the ninth stage of the ancient god, was about to scold Huang Xiaolong. Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong held his neck in one hand and lifted it up: "say, where is your little Lord? What's the woman's name The voice is as cold as nine hell.

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