Chapter 1334 Tianwu Treasure
After subduing the elders of the Shalang Sect, Huang Xiaolong and the others continued to fly towards the ghost cave.
Due to the addition of forty-two Shalang Sect Supreme Elders and the six chaotic spirit beasts that had been subdued earlier, Huang Xiaolong and his party were now quite powerful.
On the way, Huang Xiaolong asked the elders of the Shalang Sect about the Shalang Sect, such as whether the Shalang Sect had an ancestor who came to the demon battlefield outside the territory, such as how many ancestors the Shalang Sect had.
The elders of the Shalang Sect did not dare to hide it, and answered Huang Xiaolong truthfully.
There are six ancestors of the Shalang Sect. This time, the ancestors of the Shalang Sect, three came, and the other three are sitting at the headquarters of the Anshen plane.
As for the three ancestors of the Shalang Sect, they entered the depths of the extraterritorial demon battlefield after they came to the extraterritorial demon battlefield, so they were not with Liang Luwen and the others.
The three entered the depths of the extraterritorial demon battlefield, naturally to compete for the treasure of that day.
Huang Xiaolong was a little surprised: "No one has succeeded in capturing the Martial Treasure that day?"
He has been in the Chaos Golden Dragon Thunder Pond space for more than ten years, so it has been more than ten years since the Wu Treasures were born that day.
Shalangzong Grand Elder Zheng Guowen shook his head and said, "Not yet."
At this time, the golden horn calf sneered: "It's just a group of idiots, because they also want to capture the Tianwu treasure, entering the Ancestral God realm is simply death, the Tianwu treasure is heavily forbidden, and the Ancestral God's late tenth-order peak can only enter the Tianwu treasure at most. The outermost." Speaking of this, he looked at Zheng Guowen: "This time, the ancestors of the ancestors have died a lot, right?"
Zheng Guowen looked at the golden horn calf in surprise, nodded and said, "Yes, I heard that more than a thousand ancestors have died!"
"More than 1,000!" Huang Xiaolong and Feng'er were startled, you must know that these ancestors were usually in the late tenth rank of Ancestral God, the peak of the late tenth rank, and more than a thousand died!
"More than a thousand, that's not too much." Golden Horn Maverick said: "It is estimated that some forces in the God Realm know that it is hopeless to seize the Tianwu treasure, so they did not participate." Turning to Huang Xiaolong: "Actually, more than a thousand. Ten thousand years ago, the treasure of Tianwu appeared once. At that time, there were many forces in the God Realm competing for blood, not to mention the ancestors, even the kings died a lot!"
Golden Horn Mavericks said this and did not continue.
But as a result, everyone guessed that since the Tianwu Treasures appeared again now, it was because many major forces in the God Realm failed to compete successfully.
Huang Xiaolong was surprised that even the God King had died a lot!
"The prohibition on the Martial Treasure Treasure is so strong!" Feng'er couldn't help but said.
The golden horn calf rolled his eyelids: "Of course! This is a treasure left by a little guy named Tianwu God King. When he died, he was the peak of the late tenth-order God King, and he was proficient in formation prohibition, which is recognized by the God Realm. The genius of the formation, a genius who is at the peak of the late tenth-order god king, and proficient in the prohibition of the formation, what do you think of the prohibition of the formation he arranged?"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
The peak of the late tenth-order god king!
And proficient in array bans!
No wonder!
However, when the Golden Horn Maverick said that the Martial God King was the little guy that day, the elders of the Shalang Sect had a strange expression, and looked at the Golden Horn Maverick with some contempt, thinking that the calf's tone was too loud.
"However, Master, if you can reach the high level of Ancestral God, I will be able to take you into the deepest part of this Heavenly Martial Treasure, refining the core formation of the Heavenly Martial Treasure, and collecting this Heavenly Martial Treasure!" Golden Horn Maverick ignored Sha Lang. Zong people's faces,
To Huang Xiaolong.
Everyone in the Shalang Sect was startled, and then they were even more contemptuous in their hearts.
Even the powerful gods can't enter the deepest part of the Tianwu treasure. You can enter with a cow with the high-level strength of the ancestral gods? Simply ridiculous!
Huang Xiaolong was overjoyed.
For the little girl's words, he was convinced.
But then the golden horn calf continued: "It's just that the little guy from Tianwu has arranged a time quicksand formation on the surface of the Tianwu treasure, so after a hundred years of this Tianwu treasure, if no one can successfully collect it, it will automatically Hidden into the void and disappeared."
Huang Xiaolong and Fenger stayed for a while.
"This, you mean, I have to break through to the high-level ancestors within a hundred years?" Huang Xiaolong was speechless.
The Golden Horn Maverick said: "It's not a hundred years, there are only more than eighty years left now."
Huang Xiaolong was sullen.
For more than 80 years, he wanted him to break through the high-level ancestors, even if he had confidence in his talent, he still felt that it was impossible.
If the Ancestral God is middle-level, there may be this possibility.
It's just that Huang Xiaolong is puzzled, does the little girl know this Tianwu God King, how can she not be so clear about this Tianwu treasure?
"Senior chick, do you know the God King of Tianwu?" The Xutian Demon Prison Beast asked Huang Xiaolong and everyone's doubts.
The Golden Horn Maverick shook his head and said, "I don't know."
The people of the Shalang Sect mocked themselves secretly, their tone was not small before, but in the end, they didn't know Tianwu God King at all.
"I know the master of that little guy." At this time, the Golden Horn Maverick added.
The mouths of everyone in the Shalang Sect opened wide.
"You, do you know the ancestor of the Tianwu God King?!" An elder of the Shalang Sect couldn't help looking at the golden horn calf in disbelief.
The Golden Horn Maverick was too lazy to answer and ignored the other party.
When the elders of the Shalang Sect saw this, they believed that the golden horn calf was bragging and had a guilty conscience, so they did not dare to answer.
Everyone talked, and unknowingly, they came to the ghost cave that the golden horn calf spoke of.
The ghost cave is located halfway up the mountain of a strangely shaped giant peak.
When I came to the entrance of the cave, I felt that the yin wind inside was extremely cold, and it was even colder than the soulless yin wind.
Huang Xiaolong didn't dare to be careless, Guangming Supreme's divine power spread all over his body, and when he was about to enter the ghost cave with everyone, a group of people flew in from a distance.
All the people here are wearing sky blue brocade robes with a prominent ancient rune thorn on the cuff. There are twenty or thirty people, and each of them has a very strong aura. They are even stronger than the elders of the Shalang Sect. The auras of the people in front were even more expansive, no weaker than Feng'er.
Everyone on the other side was surprised when they saw Huang Xiaolong and his party.
After all, there are very few people who come to this ghost cave to look for materials for elixir.
"Zhang Yunbo in Xia Lanlingmen, you also came to the ghost cave to find the materials for the elixir? The ghost cave is dangerous, and with more strength, there is less danger. Let's work together to find it, how?" An old man at the front of the other party said.
His eyes fell on Feng'er. In his opinion, Feng'er was the strongest in Huang Xiaolong's group and should be the one to call the shots.
Of course, he couldn't see that the demonic beast in the virtual sky was restraining its breath.
At this time, in his eyes, only Huang Xiaolong, who was at the peak of the late tenth-order ancient gods, opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, we have no plans to join forces with others." (To be continued. t Provide" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)