Chapter 1339

The disciple of Shalang sect was frightened and angry.

"You, boy, who are you?" Another disciple of the Shalang sect asked in surprise.

Huang Xiaolong, on the other hand, glanced coldly at the two men, and then the spirit was directly used to search the soul of the disciple.

"Stop it!" Seeing this, another disciple of Shalang sect stabbed Huang Xiaolong with a sword. This disciple of Shalang sect was in the late stage of the ninth stage of the ancient god. He was more powerful. However, before he came to Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong flicked his sword with a finger force. He did not know where he was flying.

And its own, also fiercely fell to fly out.

Huang Xiaolong continued to search for the soul of the disciple of Shalang sect.

After a while, the search is over.

However, to Huang Xiaolong's surprise, from the memory of this disciple of Shalang sect, the woman captured by the young master of Shalang sect was Wang Luo!

No matter the appearance, or the name, is not consistent with Li Lu.

It's not Li Lu!

At the same time, Huang Xiaolong's heart sank.

Where is Li Lu? If Li Lu, at least there is Li Lu's whereabouts news, now, Li Lu is alive or dead, but do not know.

At this time, the Golden Horn calf and feng'er have come to Huang Xiaolong.

"Master, Miss Li Lu will be very lucky. If everything will be OK, you don't have to worry too much. If we keep looking, we will certainly find Miss Li Lu." For the first time, Golden Horn calf went to comfort him.

Huang Xiaolong nods and can only continue to search.

just as like as two peas, Huang Xiaolong's two students were suddenly heard. The distant sound of the broken voice came, and a group of people came from far away. There were twenty or thirty people, dressed up like those two sands students. There was no doubt that they were the disciples of Sha Lang Zong, who led a young man with a bad appearance.

If comprehensive evaluation, it can be said that it is a little ugly, mouth and nose are a bit crooked.

"Little Lord!" Two disciples of the Shalang sect called out from afar if they were rescued.

The group of disciples of the Shalang sect speeded up their flight and soon came to Huang Xiaolong.

"What's going on?" Seeing the two seriously injured disciples of shalangzong, the young master of shalangzong asked, his face sank, and then he glanced at Huang Xiaolong.

The masters of the shalangzong scattered behind him and blocked Huang Xiaolong's retreat.

"Little Lord, this boy knows Wang Luo, and as soon as he appears, he attacks us and asks us about Wang Luo's whereabouts." One of the disciples of shalangzong quickly replied.

Obviously, he misunderstood that Huang Xiaolong came to rescue the woman named Wang Luo.

Huang Xiaolong frowned and didn't explain. He looked at a woman in a light red robe behind the young master of the Shalang sect. From the memory of the former disciples of the Shalang sect, the woman with the light red dress was the woman named Wang Luo captured by the little master of the Shalang sect.

Sha Lang Zong's young main girder engraved his mind and heard the words, and coldly looked at Huang Xiaolong: "boy, since you want to be a hero to save the United States, then I'll help you!" Speaking of this, he came to Huang Xiaolong.

Wang Luo's woman looks at Huang Xiaolong with a puzzled look on her face.

She searched her memory, but could not remember when she knew the young man with black hair in front of her.

Is this black haired young man sent by her father to look for her?

Liang Mingzhi stood three meters away in front of Huang Xiaolong and said indifferently, "as long as you can take my move, I will let you go." Speaking of this, he looked at feng'er behind Huang Xiaolong, and his eyes flashed with blazing light: "as for your maid guard, stay here!"

However, as soon as he said this, suddenly, the figure flashed. Before he could react, Huang Xiaolong punched him in the face. The whole person, with his head and face, hit the mountain wall in the distance.

There was a loud noise, and countless stones were shaken down.

The masters of the Shalang sect were shocked. They saw that Liang Mingzhi's mouth and nose were not only crooked, but also his whole face was crooked to one side, which was 60 degrees. His neck seemed to have been twisted and completely changed.

"Little Lord!" The people of the Shalang sect yelled in surprise and came to Liang Mingzhi.

"You Liang Mingzhi looked at Huang Xiaolong with his eyes askew and his face full of disbelief. He was the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient god, and he was blown away by Huang Xiaolong at the beginning of the eighth stage of the ancient god?! And it blew him in the face!

"My face!" Liang Mingzhi suddenly screamed.

One of the things he hated most was that others said things about his face. Now, Huang Xiaolong hit his face with a blow!

However, when he screamed, his mouth was very crooked and his voice was very special. With his face, Wang Luo and feng'er could not help laughing.

Hearing Wang Luo and feng'er's shrill voice and laughter, Liang Mingzhi's face was ferocious and called out: "kill him for me!" A finger at Huang Xiaolong.

All of a sudden, several masters of shalangzong flew to Huang Xiaolong. These masters were the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient god.

Virtual heaven demon prison beast, ghost a few people want to move, but Huang Xiaolong said: "you don't have to hand, I and Xiaoniu to solve." The peak of the ancient god's tenth level is just to let him try his strength after breaking through the eighth level of the ancient god.

Virtual heaven demon prison beast, ghost a few people back to one side.Huang Xiaolong and Jinjiao calf fly through the air at the same time, like a wolf into the sheep, and rush to those sand wave masters.

Seeing this scene, Liang Mingzhi and other masters of the Shalang sect were stunned.

Immediately, Liang Mingzhi's face was fierce. He didn't believe that Huang Xiaolong, an ancient god in the early stage of the eighth stage of the ancient god, could win his several disciples of the shalangzong, the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient gods.

But as soon as he thought about it, a disciple of shalangzong, who was the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient god, was blown into the air by Huang Xiaolong.

As soon as the ox tail was swept away, one of the disciples of Shalang sect, who was the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient god, turned the ox's buttocks and threw the disciple of the Shalang sect out. The other party's eyes were full of night and stars were everywhere.

It's going on in the air.

There was a loud noise coming.

The air billows.

After a while, after the fierce battle, Huang Xiaolong and Jinjiao calf stopped and saw that all the disciples of shalangzong had fallen on the mountain in the distance.

Huang Xiaolong coldly looks at the fallen disciples of Shalang sect. Although they are at the peak of the tenth stage of the ancient god, their fighting power is not much different from that of Guo Jun of Hai nationality before, and even weaker.

Xiao Long turns to Huang Mingzhi.

Liang Mingzhi and other disciples of the Shalang sect came back from the shock and looked at Huang Xiaolong in horror.

They have never even heard of such monsters' talent and combat power before.

"You, are you the Huang Xiaolong?" At this time, suddenly, a disciple of the shalangzong called.

Huang Xiaolong!

All the disciples of the Shalang sect all looked surprised.

"It's him. He's Huang Xiaolong on the throne of Vientiane."

"I'm sure it is. It must be him. I heard that Guo Jun of eight silver whales was no match for him on the Wanxiang sea people's altar some days ago."

"He can also become an archaic dragon!"

The atmosphere seems to be very lively with the words of you and me.

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