Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapters did not let him down
Just as the two family disciples were about to leave, Huang Xiaolong flashed and blocked the two of them.
"I want to know about the two Qinglong Xinghe disciples I just mentioned." Huang Xiaolong said to them.
Both family disciples were both late-stage first-level god-level strong men. Seeing that they were suddenly stopped by Huang Xiaolong in a divine realm, they were extremely upset. Now, when Huang Xiaolong stopped them, they were actually trying to ask the disciples of Qinglong Xinghe, and they were even more excited.
A boy from the Divine Realm actually dared to stop the two of them and ask about it?!
"Boy, even if we know the matter of the disciple of Qinglong Xinghe, why do we tell you?" One of them smiled.
"Do you know how precious our time is? You, a kid from the Divine Realm, are not as precious as ours for a few minutes!" Another sneered: "How do you want to die now?" The divine power rushed towards Huang Xiaolong: "Kneel down for me!"
Huang Xiaolong didn't speak, but suddenly, he flipped his hands and took them directly to the two of them.
The two of them were furious when they saw that Huang Xiaolong dared to attack him.
This kid is looking for death, just looking for death!
But then, the two of them were frightened to find that they could not move, and the space around them seemed to have been completely imprisoned!
This is?!
In the horrified eyes of the two, Huang Xiaolong pinched their necks and lifted them up from the ground.
"Senior, please spare me!" the two of them tried hard to open their mouths and shouted, begging for mercy.
Huang Xiaolong ignored the two of them, and his eyes disappeared into his mind, entering his mind, searching for the soul directly.
With Huang Xiaolong's current soul power, it is easy to search the souls of two late-stage god-level first-level powerful men.
Soon, Huang Xiaolong's soul search ended.
In the memories of the two of them, Huang Xiaolong found the result he wanted. Judging from the approximate appearance of the Qinglong Xinghe disciple they knew in their memories, 99% of them were Xiang Mingzhi!
Xiang Mingzhi!
Huang Xiaolong's eyes flashed with cold light, and he finally found it!
Then, Huang Xiaolong's two Xuanwu Divine Fires directly destroyed the two family disciples, and then summoned the Sangmu Sword and walked in the air. He flew towards the valley as fast as possible.
It has been more than four months since the competition, so he wants to find Xiang Mingzhi as soon as possible!
Soon, Huang Xiaolong left the city.
The valley is not far from the city, more than 100,000 miles away. At Huang Xiaolong's current speed, you can get there in half an hour.
Along the way, he encountered some god-level first-level and second-level thunder beasts. Huang Xiaolong directly strangled them with his soul light sword without stagnation.
As for some other family disciples, they were so scared that they dodged when they saw Huang Xiaolong's terrifying speed.
Huang Xiaolong's full speed of flying with his sword is no longer slower than the late-stage powerhouse of the God-level third-level powerhouse.
Just as Huang Xiaolong rushed to the valley, Fengyang ended his cultivation in the Canglang Mansion in Wangu City outside, and then called his disciple Liu Yun and the other two to come to Wangu Square.
Although he was afraid of being disappointed again, he still held the last glimmer of luck, hoping to see the name Huang Xiaolong on the list, even if it was just the bottom of the list, ranking 3,000.
After a while, Feng Yang and the other four arrived at Wangu Square.
"Master, it's that old guy from Fengyang!" Zeng Chu discovered that Fengyang and the four people arrived.
Qin Yi's face was not very good, or he had not looked good this month.
Although Huang Xiaolong is only 900 now and cannot be compared with Xiang Mingzhi, he felt extremely unhappy when he saw Huang Xiaolong being able to rank within 1,000. Looking at Huang Xiaolong’s name, the feeling was like swallowing a fly.
After Feng Yang arrived, he saw that Qin Yi and others looked a little different, and he felt strange. In the past, Qin Yi and others would speak coldly when they saw them appear from afar, but today there was no one?!
Liu Yun and Qi Wen were also confused.
But the few people didn't think much about it and looked at the list.
Every time, after a few people arrive, they start from the bottom of the list and look up gradually.
The third thousand, no!
Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, no!
Several people have been seeing two thousand people, but there are still no one!
Feng Yang's face was getting more and more disappointed.
Generally, those who are within two thousand are all peak powerhouses in the late stage of the second-level god level, and most of them are above the third-level god level. In Feng Yang's opinion, Huang Xiaolong is simply impossible for him to enter the top two thousand.
Feng Yang sighed in his heart.
However, he insisted on looking up.
After seeing the two thousand people, Qi Wen lost the intention to look at them one by one and looked aimlessly.
Suddenly, at the top of 900 on the list, her eyes stagnated, then her eyes widened, then her breathing was rapid, and she looked unbelievable. Finally, she covered her mouth and her eyes instantly turned red.
"Master, yes, yes!" Qi Wen pointed at the list excitedly.
When Feng Yang, Liu Yun and Chen Yang heard this, they all looked at the more than 900 positions on the list in the direction of his eyes.
The three of them finally stopped at a position of 921.
Huang Xiaolong, points, 201,642, ranking 921!
Feng Yang and the other two were all shocked and they all stagnated there. This, this! Seeing this result, the three of them didn't believe it was true. Did they read it wrong? But one person could read it wrong, but would all four of them read it wrong?
That's true!
It's true!
Feng Yang's whole body became excited and trembled, and his eyes suddenly felt wet. Within a thousand people, this was within a thousand people, and his disciples were within a thousand people!
Huang Xiaolong, this disciple who made him expect did not disappoint him!
Liu Yun and Qi Wen were also excited for a long time, and they kept staring at the 921st of the list, for fear that they would not be true or that Huang Xiaolong would suddenly fall.
In the distance, Qin Yi, Zeng Chu and others in Qinglong Academy looked at Feng Yang, Liu Yun and others excitedly looked a little ugly again.
After a long time, Feng Yang came back to his senses, looked at Qin Yi, and laughed: "Old Qin Yi, didn't you say that my disciples were ranked behind 10 million? Didn't you see that, now my disciples are ranked within 1,000!"
When Qin Yi saw Feng Yang's proud look, he couldn't help but sneer: "There are only more than 900 people. Compared with my disciples, it's a very different story. You are too happy now. Huang Xiaolong cannot always maintain his ranking."
"That's right, I think Huang Xiaolong has lost some luck. He encountered a group of seriously injured second-level disciples in the late stage of the god-level, who were killed by him and took the opponent's points before he was lucky enough to be within 1,000 people." Zeng Chu continued to say coldly.
Feng Yang laughed when he heard this: "My disciple has left the lucky luck, then Xiang Mingzhi, I think he has left the super invincible lucky luck, otherwise how could he be ranked within 100."
Both sides started to sarcastically.
Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong came to the valley.
Chapter completed!