Chapter 1260 Jinfeng Building

When the golden-robed side of the fight saw the five golden-robed youths who had arrived, all of them were shocked.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Brother Liang!"

The five golden-robed youths who arrived rushed into the fight.

Originally, the two sides, who were fighting indistinguishably, were joined by the five golden-robed youths who had arrived, and immediately, the poisonous scorpion Huangpao was at a disadvantage.

If this goes on, in less than an hour, the poisonous scorpion yellow robe will lose.

However, Huang Xiaolong's eyes noticed the crimson grass on a mountain wall in front of the valley.

The grass is red all over, exuding a faint flame, and on the head of the grass, there is a very unique flame fruit.

Mysterious Mother Zhengyang Grass!

Huang Xiaolong's face lit up with joy.

The battle between the two sides seems to be for this mysterious mother Zhengyang grass.

Unexpectedly, this trip to the plane of the virtual gods will meet the mysterious mother Zhengyang grass that has been searching for many years.

However, just as Huang Xiaolong was about to take the Mysterious Mother Zhengyang Grass in his hands, suddenly, a voice breaking through the air came from a distance, and he saw a tall young man in jet-black armor flying towards this side, and he came in the blink of an eye. to the top of the valley.

On the youth's jet-black armor, there is a conspicuous golden phoenix pattern.

Both sides of the fight changed their expressions when they saw the attire on the youth.

"Jinfenglou!" Someone blurted out in shock.

The young man in ink armor ignored the crowd, but looked at the Xuanmu Zhengyang grass, and after seeing the Xuanmu Zhengyang grass, he smiled on his face: "Haha, it really is the Xuanmu Zhengyang grass, I am bitter. After searching for thousands of years, I didn't expect it to be here!" After speaking, he was about to collect the Profound Mother Zhengyang Grass.

"Senior, this Profound Mother Zhengyang Grass was discovered by our Poisonous Scorpion Sect first." A young man on the yellow-robed Poisonous Scorpion side said eagerly, "Senior, please look at the friendship between our Poisonous Scorpion Sect and Jinfenglou. Come on, help us one or two, as long as we get the Profound Mother Zhengyang Grass, we will definitely thank the seniors!"

The young man in ink armour laughed when he heard the words: "Help you one or two? Your poisonous scorpion sect is just a servant of our golden phoenix building. Your small poisonous scorpion sect is also worthy of our golden phoenix building, okay?" Speaking of this, with a single shot, he took the Mysterious Mother Zhengyang Grass in his hand.

Looking at the Mysterious Mother Zhengyang Grass in his hand, the young man in ink armor looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more happy he became. After a while, he put it into the space ring and put it away.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" Immediately, he turned his head and said to the disciples of the Poison Scorpion Sect and the Golden Thunder Sect.

The disciples of the Poison Scorpion Sect and the Jinlei Sect all looked terrified.

"Senior, you!" The face of the poisonous scorpion sect disciple changed greatly, his eyes were angry, he didn't expect the other party to kill them.

"Because your Poison Scorpion Sect is a servant of our Golden Phoenix Tower, I will leave you with all the corpses." The young man in ink armor didn't seem to see the anger in the eyes of the Poison Scorpion Sect disciple, and slowly pulled out his long sword.

The sword was jet-black, and under the scorching sun, it didn't even have a bit of luster.

All the light around the sword seems to have disappeared.

With a wave of the black sword, the young man in ink armour saw several sword lights flash past, and all the disciples of the Poison Scorpion Sect fell down with a shocked expression on their faces, lying on the ground without any movement.

died!

In one move, kill eight ancient gods in the middle stage of the seventh rank and the late stage scorpion sect disciples.

What surprised Huang Xiaolong was not the opponent's strength, but the opponent's swordsmanship.

The opponent's swordsmanship has reached the realm of the unity of man and sword.

It was natural, and it was so fast that even Huang Xiaolong could only capture the afterimage.

When the disciples of Jin Lei Sect saw that the disciple of the Poison Scorpion Sect was killed in one move, their faces were all pale, and they fled in panic.

But as soon as several people got up, they fell from the air, and the corpses were torn apart into countless sections, piled up in a mess, and it was impossible to tell which one belonged to who.

The young man in ink armour looked indifferent. He came to the front of several people, put away all the space rings, opened it, and looked quite satisfied. These dozen people are the core disciples of the Poison Scorpion Sect and the Golden Thunder Sect. Inside the space ring many things.

But just when he turned to leave, suddenly, his face was startled, his long sword was tight, and he saw a black-haired young man standing in front of him.

When did this black-haired young man come, he didn't realize it?

When he saw the face of the black-haired young man, his face was stunned, a little surprised: "You are Huang Xiaolong?!"

Huang Xiaolong was also surprised when he heard that the other party recognized him. Before he left the Vientiane God Plane, he had some knowledge about some superpowers in the Void God Plane and Qingling God Plane, and knew that the Golden Phoenix Tower was the Void God Plane. One of the superpowers in the face, since the other party is a disciple of Jinfenglou, how does he know about himself?

Huang Xiaolong didn't think his reputation had spread to the plane of the virtual god.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." The young man in ink armor suddenly smiled: "It's really an unexpected joy." Speaking of which, as if the hunter saw the prey, his eyes were fixed on Huang Xiaolong, revealing blood-devouring killing intent: "Aren't you weird, how did I know about you?"

"That's right." Huang Xiaolong was really curious, and the blood-devouring killing intent in the other's eyes made him even more strange. He didn't have any grudges with the other party before, right?

"My name is Cao Leng." The young man in ink armour said coldly: "Hundreds of years ago, Brother Wang Wei saved us, and our lives belonged to Brother Wang Wei."

Wang Wei!

Huang Xiaolong's eyes narrowed.

It turned out to be Wang Wei.

Wang Wei must have known that when he went to the Azure Spirit God Plane, he must pass through the Void God Plane, so he let Cao Leng and others wait for him in the Void God Plane to solve himself?

It seems that Wang Wei, Zhu Feng and others can't hold it anymore, Huang Xiaolong sneered in his heart, Wang Wei and others are so eager to get rid of them because they defeated Wan Gu Ziyi and showed amazing talent, threatening his status?

"It turned out to be Wang Wei." Huang Xiaolong looked at the other side calmly.

"Huang Xiaolong, die!" The young man in ink armour Cao Leng's cold voice fell, and suddenly, a sword light burst into the air and stabbed Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows, so fast that people couldn't even think about it.

However, Huang Xiaolong was already prepared, and a sword light moved, blocking the sword light three feet between his eyebrows.

In Huang Xiaolong's hand, I do not know when a long knife appeared, the long knife was flickering with cold light, the knife was threatening, and the blade was flowing with three kinds of light: blue, green, and red.

It was the Three Kings Sword of the Chaos Middle Grade Spirit Tool that was the first reward in the Battle of the Four Continents Beginner Disciples.

Cao Leng was surprised and surprised when he saw Huang Xiaolong blocking his sword. Wang Wei told them that Huang Xiaolong was at most the late fourth-order ancient god.

Now, a late fourth-order ancient god actually blocked his sword qi? You must know that he is an early stage powerhouse of the ancient gods of the ninth order.

Just when Cao Leng was surprised and surprised, Huang Xiaolong's body flashed, and the Three Kings Sabre in his hand hummed, and suddenly slashed down at him with a knife.

Cao Leng was so frightened that he swung out the long sword in his hand, causing the boundless sword curtain to wave after wave like a giant chalk wave. (To be continued. "This text is provided by the Breaking Dawn Update Team x-on:ch8296929 (Diandian Chinese Paper)" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)