Huang Xiaolong paused for a moment and flew onto the roof of a palace.!

In this Ghost King Palace, Huang Xiaolong found that his spiritual consciousness was restricted and could only spread a hundred meters at most. The Ghost King Palace was vast and had no effect at all.

Huang Xiaolong's heart moved, and the hell's eye was opened between his eyebrows. The hell's eye could see clearly and farther than the spiritual consciousness. Through the palace, Huang Xiaolong could see clearly the scenes of the palaces behind.

However, the range is only more than one thousand meters.

More than a thousand meters, Huang Xiaolong shook his head. More than a thousand meters actually didn’t do much.

Huang Xiaolong jumped down and came to the ground. After all, on the roof, the attack target was too obvious.

Suddenly, a strong fluctuation of power came from the front.

Judging from the fluctuating power transmitted, the two people in the fierce battle are undoubtedly semi-saints, and their strength should be stronger than Feng Gong, who died under Huang Xiaolong's halberd when he was in Duanhu Mountain.

Huang Xiaolong flew towards the direction of fierce battle.

After a while, we arrived at the scene.

The two people in the fierce battle were two young men with a look, one wearing a red robe and the other wearing a purple robe. A two-headed divine beast pattern was carved on the chest of the red robe. Huang Xiaolong had seen this pattern on He Yunxiong in Wangu City. He Yunxiong was also carved on the chest of his robe.

This young man in red robe is undoubtedly from Wangucheng, and should be He Yunxiong's disciple.

As for the young man in purple robe, there was a giant elephant pattern on his sleeve.

Giant Elephant? It seems that this young man in purple robe is a disciple of Luo Wujun, a city of gods!

Luo Wujun, the city lord of the gods, is also one of the top ten powerful people in the chaos.

Judging from the fierce battle between the two, Luo Wujun's disciple is one point stronger than He Yunxiong's disciple.

The two of them had their fists and their palms were heavily exposed, and there were constant trembling sounds coming from high altitude.

Suddenly, Luo Wujun's disciple had a broken figure and turned around in the sky and flashed, and a palm was printed on the back of his disciple Na Yunxiong.

"Puff!" Sun Haoran squirted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Wu Zhang flew to the ground and looked at Sun Haoran who fell to the ground and sneered: "Sun Haoran, I didn't expect that you would die here."

Sun Haoran wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and his face was calm: "I'm dead, my master will avenge me."

When Wu Zhang heard this, he laughed: "Master? Hehe, do you think that old guy He Yunxiong can still leave the ghost city this time? Tell you that ghost city is born this time. Nine masters and disciples, no one of you can leave the ghost city!"

"You!" Sun Haoran's face changed drastically: "What did you say!"

"What did I say?" Wu Zhang sneered: "Wait until you go to hell. Please ask He Yunxiong at that time." After that, he flew away and slapped Sun Haoran's chest with his palms.

Sun Haoran flashed back in a panic, but Wu Zhang's palm was following like a shadow, constantly approaching. Seeing Sun Haoran being slapped away by Wu Zhang, suddenly, Buddha shadows appeared all over the sky, and Buddha Guangran was shining.

Wu Zhang was shocked, and he held his back hand and went up to meet him.

A loud bang and the powerful countershock force made Wu Zhang retreat until he retreated for hundreds of meters before he stopped. Wu Zhang was shocked and looked at him and saw that at some point a young man with black hair stood in front of Sun Haoran.

Huang Xiaolong ignored Wu Zhang's surprise and turned to look at Sun Haoran: "Are you okay?"

Sun Haoran was also surprised and surprised to look at Huang Xiaolong. When he heard Huang Xiaolong ask, he came back to his senses and shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Thank you."

Huang Xiaolong thought for a while and took out a white Ganoderma lucidum from the Shura Ring. Suddenly, there were strange fragrances around him, and the originally dark space was bright, just like daytime.

"This, this is the white Ganoderma lucidum!" Wu Zhang and Sun Haoran exclaimed at the same time, staring at the white Ganoderma lucidum in Huang Xiaolong's hand. They saw that the white Ganoderma lucidum in Huang Xiaolong's hand was crystal clear and transparent, and there was a white lotion flowing continuously inside the Ganoderma lucidum.

This is exactly one of the spiritual medicines that Huang Xiaolong found at the bottom of Duanhu Valley.

A hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is very common, but it is rarely seen in a thousand years. It can be said to be extinct in a thousand years. As for the king of Ganoderma lucidum, there is no need to mention the white Ganoderma lucidum.

This king of Ganoderma lucidum, Bai Ganoderma lucidum can not only improve its cultivation, but also heal the holy medicine.

In the hot eyes of the two, Huang Xiaolong gave Bai Lingzhi and sent it to Sun Haoran: "You swallow this."

Sun Haoran was stunned, looked at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief, and asked uncertainly: "You are sure, are you going to swallow this white Ganoderma lucidum?"

Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled, "I owe Senior He a favor."

In the City of Gods, He Yunxiong cleared the siege for Huang Xiaolong. Now that he saved his disciples, he also returned the favor.

As for this white Ganoderma lucidum, it may be a rare elixir in the eyes of others, but it is nothing to Huang Xiaolong.

Among the Shura Ring, there are hundreds of spiritual medicines, and this white Ganoderma lucidum is at the bottom.

"It turns out that my brother knows the master." Sun Haoran was relieved, but he still pushed him: "But this is too expensive, brother should take it back. My injury is not serious." After that, he wanted to send Bai Lingzhi back to Huang Xiaolong.

Indeed, in his opinion, Huang Xiaolong's favor had to be too big. He was embarrassed to accept such a rare elixir.

Just then, a figure suddenly flashed, and Wu Zhang reached out to the white Ganoderma lucidum.

However, he had just arrived in front of Bai Lingzhi, and the shadows of the halberd appeared in the sky, causing an invisible hurricane, like a huge wave, one after another. Wu Zhang was shocked, panicked and retreated.

"Big Cut Palm!" He raised his palms and slashed forward suddenly.

Dozens of palm swords appeared in the sky, slashing at the numerous hurricanes caused by the shadows of the halberd in the sky.

"!" suddenly exploded.

The shadows of the halberd disappeared, and the hurricanes finally blocked them. However, even so, Wu Zhang was scared and sweated in cold sweat behind him, looking at Huang Xiaolong in horror. Only the other side knew how terrifying Huang Xiaolong's attack was just now.

What is the origin of this black-haired young man in front of him? He is obviously the peak of the late stage of the tenth level in the innate stage, but his strength is so terrifying?

Wu Zhang's throat was a little dry, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong: "This friend, this is a matter between our City of Gods and the Ancient City. I hope you will not interfere."

Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent: "If I interfere, what if I do?"

At the time in the City of Gods, Zhao Chen's subordinates took action against Huang Xiaolong without restraint, and the guards of the City of Gods instead helped Zhao Chen's subordinates, which made Huang Xiaolong have no good feelings for the City of Gods.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhang shook his head: "Although my friend is good, I advise you not to act irritably, so as not to cause genocide disaster to your family."

Wu Zhang's words are not false. He dares to interfere in the City of Gods, but there are still many people in the chaotic place.
Chapter completed!