Chapter 838 7 Years Have Passed
Yelu Tianhao was stunned when he heard the words, and then smiled: "Big brother is right, with your strength, killing that Huang Xiaolong is too much. When the hundreds of disciples of my Yelu family compete, any one person can take care of Huang Xiaolong. already."
Yelu Tianfeng said: "I heard that Beitang Wuji's family has returned from the Devil's Tower."
The first family of Beitang Xinghe, not far from the Holy Lord Xinghe, is the Beitang family. Although the Beitang family is not as good as the Yelu family, it is not much different.
And Beitang Wuji is the most dazzling genius of the Beitang family for thousands of years. He has practiced for more than 1,700 years, and is now the peak of the late third-order god level.
Yelu Tianhao said with a smile: "Although Beitang Wuji's talent is good, it is still a little worse than the big brother. When the competition comes, he will definitely not be the big brother's opponent."
Yelu Tianfeng nodded. Although Beitang Wuji could be his opponent, he was confident that he could defeat him.
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The Wangu Galaxy is a galaxy far away from the Xuanwu Galaxy. Its overall strength is several times stronger than that of the Holy Master Galaxy.
In the ancient galaxy, there are hundreds of super powers, and there are countless first-class powers. Evil geniuses are like fish crossing the river. They have cultivated for thousands of years and have reached god-level. I don’t know how many.
This time, Wan Xinghe participated in the God Promotion Competition together, and the registration place was in the Wangu Continent of Wangu Galaxy.
The Eternal Continent is the center of the Eternal Galaxy, and all the superpowers and first-class major forces in the Eternal Galaxy are stationed in it, and it is very noisy.
And Wangu City is the largest city in the Wangu Continent, controlled by the Wangu family.
at this time. In the Juyun Pavilion of Wangu Ancient City, the disciples of the major families of Wangu Galaxy gathered to discuss the matter of this God Promotion Competition.
"In this God Promotion Competition, do you think that Wangu Yanhui won the first place, or Zhou Yao can win the first place?" said a family disciple wearing a red robe, with a flame embroidered on the chest of the red robe. It is one of the superpowers of the ancient galaxy, the symbol of the core disciple of the fire tribe.
"Wangu Yanhui of our Wangu family has already broken through the fourth rank of the god level. This time the gods promotion competition, it must be Wangu Yanhui who won the first place!" A Wangu family disciple said.
"Hmph, our Zhou family Zhou Yao has already understood the way of killing, and we have cultivated our Zhou family sword script to the perfect state. A few days ago, we killed a fourth-order god-level monster. This competition is the first. It must be our Zhou family. Home Zhou Yao!" Another Zhou disciple snorted coldly.
"I don't think it's Wangu Yanhui and Zhou Yao.
Another Mu family disciple said: "Our Mu family Mu Qi has successfully passed the fourth floor of the Devil's Tower, obtained the Devil's Crystal, and successfully condensed the Devil's Blade. As soon as the Devil's Blade comes out, Wangu Yanhui and Zhou Yao will definitely not be our Mujia Muqi's opponents! "
For a time, the disciples of the super family quarreled.
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The Eternal Galaxy is one of the tens of thousands of galaxies participating in the Shenshen Contest. Although its overall strength is not as good as that of the Eternal Galaxy, it is the oldest and most mysterious galaxy.
The Gate of Fortune is the strongest sect of the Eternal Galaxy.
According to legend, this gate of good fortune is the inheritance of a big man in the realm of the gods left in the lower realm.
Above the great hall of Fortune Gate, the master of Fortune Gate, Wang Yu, and the great elders of Fortune Gate gathered together to discuss the same thing about this promotion to the gods contest.
"In this God Promotion Competition, Fang Chu of my Fortune Sect will definitely win the first place." An elder of the Fortune Sect Taishang said.
"Fang Chu is the best genius with the million-year talent of my Fortune Gate. After practicing for more than 1,800 years, the Gate of Fortune has been condensed. Although it is only a prototype, the ordinary god-level fourth-order early powerhouse is not his opponent." Fortune Sect Master Wang Yu nodded and said: "It shouldn't be difficult to win the top three this time, but if you want to win the first place, I'm afraid I'm not sure yet."
"The sect master must have grown his ambition, even if it is Wangu Xinghe's Wangu Yanhui, Zhou Yao, and Mu Qi, I don't think Fang Chu's opponents are." Another Good Fortune Sect Supreme Elder said: "When the time comes, Fang Chu will Winning the first place will bring great luck to our Fortune Gate, and our Fortune Gate will restore its ancient glory!"
The same situation is playing out in tens of thousands of galaxies.
Almost all of the great sects of the Galaxy are discussing this contest and how the disciples of the sect will behave at that time.
The great sects of Xinghe, the family even took out all kinds of treasures that they had treasured in the past, and swallowed and refined them for the most talented disciples, in the hope that their strength could be improved further before the promotion competition, and then they could win a prize. Good ranking.
Huang Xiaolong didn't know about this.
Sitting cross-legged in the Shrine of Sumeru, the power of seventeen two-million-year-old elixir flowing out of the elixir kept pouring into Huang Xiaolong's body, and the Baolong Array was running wildly, swallowing it.
But even so, the power of seventeen two-million-year-old elixir poured in at the same time, it was too strong, even with Huang Xiaolong's Yuanlong body, it was unbearable for a while.
Huang Xiaolong's whole body swelled up.
The skin on the body surface was even more oozing blood.
These bloodstains are somewhat dark, and after oozing out, they emit a faint gray gas.
The power of seventeen two-million-year-old elixir expelled the last trace of filth from Huang Xiaolong's body.
Huang Xiaolong felt as if he was being ripped apart by terrifying giant hands, and the pain of tearing kept coming. However, Huang Xiaolong guarded the spirit platform, over and over again, trying to absorb the power of these elixir, and put these spirits together. The power of medicine is transformed into the power of Qi, Sea God, Dou Qi and Dantian Xianyuan.
Qi Hai and Dantian, Huang Xiaolong compressed and then compressed.
Originally, Huang Xiaolong had compressed the sea of qi and dantian to the extreme over the years, but now, it was still being compressed again and again. Under the constant compression of Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong's sea of qi and dantian had become stronger than the divine artifact.
And Huang Xiaolong's soul sea was tempered by the power of these two million years of elixir, and it was even more brilliant, and the light of the soul was even sharper.
One year, two years, three years.
Finally, Huang Xiaolong's originally swollen body slowly recovered, blood stains continued to seep out of his body, and his whole body exuded all kinds of light.
These rays of light are the condensed power of seventeen two-million-year-old elixir.
Soon, seven years passed.
The seventeen two-million-year-old elixir that were originally suspended around Huang Xiaolong's body had turned into light and dust and disappeared between the heavens and the earth. As early as two months ago, the seventeen two-million-year-old elixir had been completely refined by Huang Xiaolong. change.
Huang Xiaolong, who was sitting cross-legged in the Temple of Sumeru, opened his eyes, and in the next moment he appeared high in the sky of the Martial Soul Realm. Huang Xiaolong opened his mouth, took a breath, and saw the clouds of air waves formed by the air waves rolling forward. It went straight for thousands of miles, and then stopped.
"Seven years have passed, it's time to go to the Xuanwu Academy." Huang Xiaolong said to himself, a breath of exuberance on his body. (To be continued..)
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