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After breaking through the eighth level of Ancient God, Huang Xiaolong could only stop and swallow the Chaos Spirit Pill to consolidate the eighth level.
The next day, Huang Xiaolong continued on his way.
Three days later, everyone finally arrived at the Wind Domain Divine Plane.
Many of the major divine planes in the outer demon battlefield have their own unique characteristics, such as the wind realm divine plane.
Storms were everywhere above the Godly Plane of the Wind Domain, and these storms were very strange. They turned out to be clusters, like a group of monster beasts, wild and raging, and like snowflakes flying in the sky.
These storms are light blue in color, sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle.
After entering the wind realm god plane, Huang Xiaolong and others did not dodge when they saw the storm rolling in front of them. When the storm came in front of them, everyone took action.
Huang Xiaolong punched with both fists, like hitting a gold steel ball, making a muffled and violent sound, and a storm exploded.
The purple thunder of the golden-horned calf is dazzling, the aura of the demon hell beast in the sky surges wildly, Feng'er is a little more slender, and Gui Yi and others punch.
These storms that could easily tear apart the peak powerhouses of the late tenth level of the Ancient God dissipated instantly.
Everyone continued to fly forward.
However, even if it is known that Li Lu and the two disappeared in the Wind Domain God Plane, it is too difficult to find them. The Wind Domain God Plane is half as big as the All-Seeing God Plane, and they are flying around. It takes a lot of time to make a complete circle, let alone search every place.
Therefore, after half a day, Huang Xiaolong decided to search separately.
Huang Xiaolong, Golden Horn Maverick, Xu Tian Demon Prison Beast are in a group of three, Feng'er is in a group, ghost is in a group, ghost is in a group of two, the three groups are in contact with each other at any time.
So, several people separated.
This search lasted more than a month.
What makes Huang Xiaolong frustrated is that more than a month later, after everyone looked through almost every corner of the Wind Realm Divine Plane, they couldn't even find a hair on Li Lu, let alone Li Lu.
Everyone returned to their original places and gathered together again.
Huang Xiaolong frowned, now he was sure that Li Lu was no longer in the wind realm god plane.
This is the worst possible outcome.
Although Huang Xiaolong had expected this outcome before coming, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed. Anxiety, restlessness, even irritation.
Knowing that Huang Xiaolong was in a bad mood, Golden Horn Mavericks rarely started to joke.
"Let's go. Go take a look at the surrounding divine planes." Huang Xiaolong could only refuse to give up and said helplessly.
Several people left through the air.
When encountering the oncoming storm, Huang Xiaolong angrily summoned the Underworld Demonic Robe and turned it into a world of underworld, covering all the storms in an instant. Directly turn it into yellow spring water vapor.
After these days of being nourished by the energy of chaos, the underworld magic robe has been able to turn into a heaven and earth magic robe about ten miles away, covering it, and the entire area of ten miles has become the world of underworld.
In this underworld world, Huang Xiaolong is the master, and he can let the underworld demonic energy directly turn everything into underworld water vapor.
It is no exaggeration to say that it only takes a few breaths to deal with an ordinary tenth-level Ancient God powerhouse when the underworld magic robe shrouds it and turns it into underworld water vapor.
Of course, if you are an ancient god in the late tenth level like Guo Jun. It's still a bit difficult to deal with.
After the underworld magic robe turned all the storms into underworld water vapor, it turned into a cloak and flew back behind Huang Xiaolong, and the underworld devil energy converged.
On the surface, it looks like an ordinary cloak.
Seeing how easily the underworld magic robe turned countless storms into underworld energy, even Golden Horned Maverick had to marvel at the astonishing power of the underworld magic robe.
After leaving the wind domain god plane, everyone could only search along the surrounding god planes.
While Huang Xiaolong was searching, he did not forget to activate the devouring power of the Demonic Supreme Godhead, constantly devouring the surrounding demonic energy, death energy and evil energy for cultivation.
I have been searching in the wind realm god plane for more than a month. Huang Xiaolong has completely consolidated the early stage of the eighth level of Ancient God and started to move towards the peak of the early stage of the eighth level.
At this time, suddenly, there was a roar. A strange monster with four giant hands sprang up from the ground below, and its huge mouth suddenly engulfed Huang Xiaolong and the others.
Huang Xiaolong didn't let Feng'er and the others take action, but this time he didn't use the Underworld Demon Robe. With a flash of his hand, the Heavenly Dragon Blood Sword appeared and slashed with one strike.
Suddenly. The dragon flew out from the blade, and the blood mist rolled. More than a dozen extremely sharp blood sword auras flew out of the blood mist, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In an instant, the four giant hands of the weird monster were divided into several pieces. A sword energy extends from the top and back of the monster's head to its tail.
After a pause, the monster's body suddenly burst into two halves.
Pillars of blood splattered everywhere.
With one strike, the ancient god's mid-level tenth-level monster died!
Looking at the weird monster that was chopped open with one knife, Huang Xiaolong nodded with satisfaction. The blood knife** combined with the Tianlong blood knife was quite powerful.
However, with his current strength, using the Tianlong Blood Sword to perform the Blood Sword **, one move can only cut out twelve sword qi at the same time. According to his master's Blood Sword, he can easily cut hundreds of thousands of them with one move.
This is an absolute gap in realm and strength.
Of course, if Huang Xiaolong has the peak strength of the late tenth level of the Ancestral God, can he cut out a million sword energy with one move
In this way, Huang Xiaolong and his party swallowed the demonic energy, hunted the magical beasts, and released their souls to sense Li Lu's aura. Unknowingly, they arrived at the Leichi Continent.
The sky above Leichi Continent is still covered with thunderclouds as before, and astonishing thunderous energy is constantly gestating under the continent.
Huang Xiaolong and others flew aimlessly over the Leichi Continent.
As time passed, the hope of finding Li Lu became increasingly slim, and Huang Xiaolong became more and more irritable.
"A few days ago, the young master captured a stunning beauty in the wind realm god plane. Is that woman really that beautiful?" At this time, suddenly, voices of discussion came from the front.
"It is indeed beautiful, a hundred times more beautiful than Liu Lei from our Shalang Sect! And she has a special divine body." Another voice said with envy and amazement.
"This time around the demon world's seal issue, countless demons have poured into our god world. I heard that most of these demons have the blood of the demons. Many powerful men from the surrounding god planes have come to the outer demon battlefield to hunt these demons! "
"The Tianwu Treasure has been born, I don't know if it is true or not!"
"Even if it is true, it has nothing to do with us. The Tianwu treasure is deep in the demon battlefield. Many high-level ancestors went to look for it, and many of them have died."
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong turned into a sword light and flew away through the air. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the two Shalang Sect disciples.
When the two Shalang Sect disciples saw Huang Xiaolong suddenly appearing in front of them, they were so frightened that they broke into cold sweats. However, when they saw that Huang Xiaolong was only at the early stage of the eighth level of Ancient God, they breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt angry in their hearts.
"Boy, you!" One of the Shalang Sect disciples of the ninth level of the Ancient God was about to scold Huang Xiaolong when suddenly, Huang Xiaolong held his neck with one hand and lifted it up: "Tell me, where is your young master? Then What's the girl's name?" Her voice was as cold as the Nine Netherworlds of Hell. (To be continued.)