"Thirteen, it's you!" The visitor saw Huang Xiaolong clearly and shouted in a sweet voice.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said that the person who came was Lin Xiaoying, one of the three beauties of Qingxue Palace.

Originally, Huang Xiaolong thought that he was a disciple above the second level of the Holy Realm, but he didn't expect it to be Lin Xiaoying.

Huang Xiaolong, who had originally dealt with the other party in the inner palace, had to stop: "Yes, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to find this place too."

Lin Xiaoying even widened her eyes: "How did you find this place? Also, why did you come to the funeral? Are you alone?" Speaking of this, she glanced around.

This is a funeral. Huang Xiaolong, a four-tribulation half-saint, could he even break in here?

Even if there are many nine-tribulation half-saints, they will definitely die when they enter the funeral. She relied on the secret techniques of Qingxue Palace to escape the holy ghosts and demons all the way.

So, is there a disciple from the Holy Heaven Organization’s Holy Realm who brought Huang Xiaolong here?

When Huang Xiaolong saw Lin Xiaoying's eyes searching, he had to say, "I came in alone."

"You, you are alone?" Lin Xiaoying's eyes widened.

"What's so fuss about this?" Huang Xiaolong smiled and said, "Aren't you alone?"

Lin Xiaoying glared at the eye: "How can you compare to me? I am at the peak of the late stage of the Nine Tribulation Half Saint."

"This is not a place for long talks, let's go out first." Seeing that Lin Xiaoying was still trying to continue talking, Huang Xiaolong interrupted.

Lin Xiaoying had to stop and nodded: "Okay, let's talk about it later." She had too many doubts, too many words, and too many questions to ask Huang Xiaolong.

I want to ask how Huang Xiaolong came to the funeral, and I want to ask about Huang Xiaolong's ranking and points, which is what she wants to ask the most.

Just as the two were about to go out, Lin Xiaoying suddenly saw the black corpse holy ring worn on Huang Xiaolong's fingers, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Black corpse holy ring! Have you got it?!"

Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled: "Luck, you know my luck has always been very good."

Lin Xiaoying was speechless, but she had to admit that Huang Xiaolong's luck was indeed very unsightly. She had experienced it in Wuyuan River. She had seen Huang Xiaolong picking up all kinds of holy medicines when he was in Wuyuan River.

Soon, the two of them came out of the outer hall through the teleportation array.

Just as the two of them walked out of the outer hall and were about to leave the Black Corpse Temple, suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from a distance. Then, a figure came with the supreme magic power. Before the person could come, the surging demonic energy changed Lin Xiaoying's pretty face.

Only those who can have such magical power are the only ones in the Evil Demon Palace.

"Xiaolong, go quickly!" Lin Xiaoying shouted in a hurry without thinking: "I will stop him for a moment, run away!" At this point, his palms slapped out, and suddenly, the ice and snow covered the sky, and even the black corpse aura at the sky was frozen.

The ice-type martial arts in Qingxue Palace are unique in the holy world, which is recognized by the holy world.

However, before Lin Xiaoying's overwhelming ice and snow could attack the rolling demonic energy, the other party waved his hand and shook it away without a trace.

Lin Xiaoying was also shocked and retreated repeatedly, her pretty face pale.

"Hehe, Lin Xiaoying, your Ice and Snow Cold Heaven Art is barely enough to deal with the early stage of the first level of the holy realm, but in front of me, don't show off your skills." A cold mockery sounded, and then, the demon shadow fell from the sky, and the ground roared loudly.

Listening to this familiar voice, Lin Xiaoying was shocked.

Dou Rui!

The person who came was Dou Rui, one of the six demon sons in the Demon Palace.

After Dou Rui arrived, he saw the black corpse holy ring in Huang Xiaolong's hand at a glance, laughing loudly, exuding endless joy, and even excited: "The black corpse holy ring! It's really easy to get it. Fortunately, I am!"

The treasure of the black corpse saint he was looking for was right in front of him. After Huang Xiaolong had obtained it through a lot of hardships, he was then sent to him like this. Isn’t this God’s favor?

Looking at Dou Rui who was laughing and ecstatic, Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently, a little evil. If this blood trial, if he said who he wanted to kill the most, it would definitely be Dou Rui in front of him.

After laughing, Dou Rui looked at Huang Xiaolong: "Huang Xiaolong, today is a happy day. Killing you will not only avenge my disciples in the Demon Palace, but also relieve the great troubles in the Demon Palace, and also obtain the treasure of the Black Corpse Saint."

Huang Xiaolong said calmly: "This is exactly what I want to say. You ordered the killing of the Zhuoyuan Holy Sect to destroy. Over the years, I have been looking for opportunities to kill you. Today, since you are here, I can finally avenge the tens of billions of disciples who died in the Zhuoyuan Holy Sect."

Dou Rui laughed loudly: "You have been looking for opportunities to kill me? Are you saying that you want to avenge the dead disciples of Zhuoyuan Holy Sect later?"

"I don't want to laugh, but I can't help it anymore. Huang Xiaolong, you are so funny." Dou Rui laughed hilariously: "No wonder even Lin Xiaoying was fascinated by you."

Lin Xiaoying glanced at Huang Xiaolong and her pretty face turned red, but she couldn't let her think too much at this time. She flashed to Huang Xiaolong, and her body was covered in ice and snow. She urged Huang Xiaolong again, "Go away quickly."

Dou Rui smiled coldly: "Let's go? No one of you two, don't think about leaving. You want to be a miserable mandarin duck. I'll send you to hell together!"

However, just as Dou Rui was about to take action, suddenly, a lazy and gloomy voice sounded: "Brother Dou Rui, don't rush to do it. It would be a pity that such a delicate beauty would be killed like this."

A figure appeared in front of everyone without warning, like a ghost and a ghost, cold and cold.

"Ghost Son!" Dou Rui and Lin Xiaoying spoke in unison.

Ghost Son of the Ghost Talisman Holy Land! Now, Huang Xiaolong's ranking has fallen out of the top ten, and Ghost Son is back in seventh place.

Dou Rui's heart sank. Unexpectedly, a ghost son came at the last moment. This ghost son was at the peak of the early stage of the second level of the Holy Realm, and his strength was much higher than him.

Lin Xiaoying was even more anxious. Dou Rui could no longer deal with it. Now a more terrifying ghost son has come!

Now, even if her senior sister Ji Xinyi is here, she cannot deal with the two, unless her senior sister Tan Juan is here, and the ghost's eyes that wished she could peel off her clothes all over her body made her feel a sense of fear and strong anxiety.

At this time, the ghost son ignored what Dou Rui thought and said to Dou Rui directly: "Huang Xiaolong is yours, Lin Xiaoying is mine. As for the treasure of the Black Corpse Saint, I am six and you four."

Dou Rui's face darkened and he sneered: "It's really ridiculous. Why are you six and me four? The Black Corpse Holy Ring I saw first, I six and you four!"

Ghost frowned and stared at Dou Rui coldly: "Five and five equals."

Dou Rui hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

In this way, the two agreed that the treasures of the black corpse saint in Huang Xiaolong's hands accounted for 50%.
Chapter completed!