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As these sacred rays of light continued to pour into Huang Xiaolong's body, more and more light energy came into Huang Xiaolong's body, and Huang Xiaolong's Golden Buddha Supreme Godhead burst out with brilliant light.
After killing 30,000 angels on the twelfth level of the Holy Mountain, Huang Xiaolong's strength was already close to the peak of Tianjun's late fourth level. Now, with the energy of this sacred light, Huang Xiaolong's strength continues to improve again, getting more and more The closer he gets to the peak of the late fourth level of Tianjun.
One day, two days, soon, half a year passed.
Finally, Huang Xiaolong succeeded and successfully reached the peak of the late fourth level of Tianjun, and was still improving gradually.
As these sacred rays of energy gather more and more in Huang Xiaolong's body, a change is slowly taking place in Huang Xiaolong's body, a change that is visible to the naked eye.
Compared with half a year ago, Huang Xiaolong's whole body is even more sacred. This kind of sacredness can suppress all darkness, purify all negativity, and dispel all coldness.
Moreover, this kind of holiness is not brought by the sacred light of heaven, but emanates from Huang Xiaolong's body. It is produced by the fusion of the divine power in Huang Xiaolong's body with the sacred light.
One year later.
Suddenly, the sacred light energy that kept pouring into Huang Xiaolong's body seemed to have reached a critical point. It seemed that Huang Xiaolong's body could not hold any more sacred light energy. Behind Huang Xiaolong, there was a buzzing sound, the light shook, and there was an extra Right wings!
A pair of wings condensed from this sacred light energy!
At first, these wings were only about the size of a palm, and very thin. However, as time went by, these wings of sacred light became larger and larger. Finally, they grew to more than two meters long, and were thick and solid, like two handfuls of sacred light. Sharp blade.
When the pair of wings grew to more than two meters long, they stopped. However, a few days later, two pairs of wings condensed again behind Huang Xiaolong.
These two pairs of wings, like the previous two pairs, were only the size of a palm at first and very thin. However, as day after day passed, they became larger and larger and more solid.
When it reached nearly three meters in length, the pair of wings became the same as the first pair before stopping.
A few days later, the third pair of wings began to coalesce.
The fourth pair, the fifth pair, the sixth pair...
The seventh pair…
When the seventh pair of wings condensed behind Huang Xiaolong's back, Huang Xiaolong's whole person seemed to be the incarnation of divine light. At this moment, Huang Xiaolong seemed not to be the Lord of Hell, not some new Pluto, but the Lord of Light, but the King of Light. !
Seven pairs of wings, that’s fourteen wings!
There are fourteen-winged angels in all the heavens and all the worlds. They are legendary existences, but no one has ever seen them.
But now, Huang Xiaolong actually has fourteen wings!
The legendary fourteen wings!
When Huang Xiaolong's fourteen wings condensed, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong, who had reached the peak of the late fourth level of Tianjun, was trembling with light. There was a crisp crackle in his body, and Huang Xiaolong's momentum soared.
Tianjun fifth level!
After Huang Xiaolong broke through the fifth level of Tianjun, the devouring speed accelerated again. In the vast and boundless heaven, the sacred light continued to pour into Huang Xiaolong's body like a huge wave.
Soon, Huang Xiaolong had completely stabilized Tianjun’s early fifth-level strength.
When these sacred lights gathered more and more in Huang Xiaolong's body, suddenly, behind Huang Xiaolong, a bright light appeared, and a pair of wings sprouted again!
The eighth pair!
Sixteen wings!
Sixteen Wings, there is no legend at all! Because the Fourteen Wings are already the highest legend.
But now, Huang Xiaolong is the real Sixteen Wings!
The eighth pair of wings, like the previous seven pairs, began to solidify and grow, and finally stopped when it reached ten meters.
The first pair of wings is more than two meters long, the second pair of wings is nearly three meters, the third pair of wings is more than three meters, and the fourth pair of wings is more than four meters.
Increasingly.
Eight pairs of wings, sixteen wings, opened one after another behind Huang Xiaolong. As Huang Xiaolong breathed, the sky and the earth were bright, and countless small angels gathered around Huang Xiaolong's body.
When Huang Xiaolong's eighth pair of wings grew to ten meters, the sacred light in the heaven began to become extremely thin.
Just when Huang Xiaolong was absorbing and refining the energy of these sacred lights in heaven, six years had passed in the outside world, that is, it had been more than eleven years, nearly twelve years since Huang Xiaolong entered the Holy Mountain.
At this time, both Xi Yin Yu and Emperor Qin were on the twelfth level of the Holy Mountain.
However, after the two of them arrived at the twelfth floor, they could only dodge the terrifying hell beasts on the twelfth floor but could not kill them. In the end, because time was about to end, the two of them could only retreat from the twelfth floor. Arrive at the eleventh floor and exit from the first floor entrance.
On the eleventh floor, Song Litao, He Jingyi from Yanshui Palace, Wu Deng from the Wukun family, Peng Zhengfei, and the ministers also all withdrew.
The talented disciples at each level of the Holy Mountain came out from the exit on the first level one by one.
Powerful people from all sides are looking forward to it, with anxious and worried faces.
Although the hell beast in this holy mountain is the condensed energy of the holy mountain, its attack is real. In the past, less than half of the countless genius disciples who entered the holy mountain could come out.
Those who did not come out almost all died in the Holy Mountain.
"It's our young master, our young master is out!" Suddenly, an ancestor of the Black Yin Sect in the Shura Realm saw a square-faced young man coming out of the exit, and shouted in surprise. All the strong men in the Black Yin Sect were all the same. They were so happy that they all rushed towards the square-faced young man.
The Black Yin Sect ranks nineteenth in the Shura world.
"Welcome, young master!"
After everyone from the Black Yin Sect came to the square-faced young man, they saluted and asked, "How are you, young master?"
The square-faced young man smiled and said: "Not bad, I passed the eighth floor!"
Everyone in the Black Yin Sect was overjoyed. After all, being able to break through the seventh level of the Holy Mountain was enough to be hailed as a first-rate genius in the Shura world.
As the young masters from all sides continued to come out, finally, with the expectation of everyone in the Tushen Sect, Song Litao also flew out from the first floor exit.
Everyone in the Tushen Sect was overjoyed and came forward to welcome him.
Looking at the people from the Tushen Sect who were greeting him in front of him, Song Litao didn't look very good. Before the Holy Mountain, he vowed to break through the 12th floor, but now let alone the 12th floor, not even the 11th floor, he only passed through it. On the tenth floor!
Moreover, after breaking through the tenth floor, he could not even get a single Holy Fruit. Thinking of the Holy Fruit, Song Litao had the urge to vomit blood.
Everyone in the Tushen Sect was about to ask how many floors Song Litao had passed through, but when they saw Song Litao's expression, they couldn't help but stop.
At this time, Song Litao looked at the ancient giant Tai Yue, the demon king Fan Hui and others in the distance, his eyes turned cold: "The boy hasn't come out yet? Are all the experts from our headquarters here?"
"Young Master, all the masters from our headquarters have arrived, and later, thirty more high-ranking emperors were dispatched." Lu Tianyuan, the ancestor of the Slaughter God Sect, replied.
"An additional thirty high-level emperors were sent?" Song Litao was surprised and confused: "What's going on?"
The ancestor of the Slaughter God Sect, Lu Tianyuan, and the other ancestors looked at each other. Lu Tianyuan gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice: "Young Master, that, that Shura royal family, he broke through the twelfth floor of the Holy Mountain, and now, he is in heaven. Within!" (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit w reading for a better reading experience.