Sure enough, not long after Huang Xiaolong left, a message spread quickly in the mirage.
"What! Holy Huang Xiaolong is the thirteen of Wuyuanhe!"
"Wuyuan River Thirteen killed the Saint Sons and masters of the Red Flame Sacred Gate and the Blue Whale Clan. Now the Red Flame Sacred Gate and the Blue Whale Clan are still offering rewards to capture the Wuyuan River Thirteen, the Red Flame Sacred Gate and the Blue Whale Clan. If the blue whale clan knew that Wuyuanhe 13 was Huang Xiaolong, what would happen?"
"Tell you, Huang Xiaolong, the holy place for controlling beasts in Fujiang, was also killed by Huang Xiaolong! I heard that Huang Xiaolong also killed the young chief of the Heiyi tribe in the Ziyun Sea, Zhan Bo!"
"This, no! If it is true, this Huang Xiaolong is really a culprit! Even the chief saint son of the holy beast control holy land and the young patriarch of the Heiyi clan dare to kill, it really stabbed a hornet's nest."
"Now, the beast-control saint, the patriarch of the Heiyi clan and the sect master of the red flame holy gate should have received the news, and are rushing to the mirage in anger!"
The powerhouses from all sides in the entire mirage are in turmoil.
The news soon spread from the mirage to all parts of the holy world.
Qingxue Palace, the snow is flying.
Lin Xiaoying was in the snow, with the sword in her hand rising and falling, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, but what was strange was that the surrounding ice and snow continued to fall, and she was not affected by the extreme sword aura.
In other words, Lin Xiaoying's swordsmanship has reached a state where it is like a thing and not a thing, and it can completely blend with all the surrounding things.
After practicing the sword for a while, Lin Xiaoying stopped, her sword aura still coiling in the air for a long time.
Lin Xiaoying walked back to the stone pavilion, put down the sword, and Wuyuanhe's thirteen came to mind.
"After all that, I will come to Qingxue Palace to visit others. It has been decades and no one is seen." Lin Xiaoying snorted a little.
In the past few decades, when Lin Xiaoying calmed down, she would occasionally think of Wuyuanhe's "little brother" thirteen, thinking of all kinds of thirteen, and that thirteen was always full of mystery, which made her curious.
For example, how did the thirteen go out to subdue the Sword Saint? For example, how did the thirteen find so many holy medicines
The thirteen seemed to be a mystery, which made her more and more fascinated.
She also asked her staff to investigate the whereabouts of the thirteen, but she didn't know about them except for knowing that Yu Fujiang, who had killed the beast control holy land in the Holy Land of the Four Seas, was killed a few years ago.
At this moment, suddenly, Lin Xiaoying saw senior sisters Tan Juan and Ji Xinyi approaching.
The faces of the two women were strange.
"Senior Sister, what happened?" Lin Xiaoying stood up and couldn't help asking.
Tan Juan wanted to say something but stopped, and said to Ji Xinyi: "Sister Xinyi, it's up to you."
Lin Xiaoying's eyes were puzzled.
Ji Xinyi said: "You think about the thirteen day and night, there is news."
Lin Xiaoying blushed, and sipped her senior sister Ji Xinyi: "What do you think about day and night, senior sister, do you think about it day and night." But then she asked quickly: "What disappeared? Where is he now?"
Tan Juan and Ji Xinyi looked at each other and smiled.
"Still talking." Tan Juan smiled, but didn't tease Lin Xiaoying anymore: "He is in a mirage now."
"A mirage!" Lin Xiaoying was surprised.
"He not only killed Yu Fujiang, the holy land for controlling beasts, but also Zhan Bo, the young patriarch of the Heiyi tribe." Ji Xinyi said.
"Isn't he dangerous?" Lin Xiaoying anxiously: "No, I have to go to a mirage now!"
Tan Juan shook her head and smiled: "Look at your impatient, don't worry, he will not be in danger."
"There will be no danger?" Lin Xiaoying urged: "Although the mirage is safe, what if the Beast Control Holy Land and the Heiyi tribe disregard the mirage rules."
Ji Xinyi pondered: "Actually, he still has an identity." After a pause, "He is the Huang Xiaolong of the Holy Heaven!"
"What! Holy, Huang Xiaolong of Holy Heaven!" Lin Xiaoying was stunned with her beautiful eyes.
"Yes, Huang Xiaolong of the Holy Heaven!" Tan Juan nodded: "Now the news has spread in the mirage. Now, I am afraid that many forces in the Holy Realm know about it, and I heard that Huang Xiaolong has found a high-grade Hongmeng Saint in the Ziyun Sea. gas."
Lin Xiaoying's mind is a little confused, Huang Xiaolong of the holy sky, that thirteen is Huang Xiaolong? The figure of Huang Xiaolong in the ceremony of worshipping the Tiantai teacher alternately merged with Wuyuanhe Shisan in her mind.
For the identity of the little brother thirteen, she has thought about many possibilities over the years, but never thought of this!
"It's no wonder that the Sword Saint is willing to follow the thirteen and do things for the thirteen." Ji Xinyi said: "It seems that in Wuyuanhe, the Sword Sage must know Huang Xiaolong's identity and know that he has two great enlightenments. Shengge, he is optimistic about Huang Xiaolong, so he chose to play for Huang Xiaolong."
Tan Juan nodded: "If Huang Xiaolong reveals his identity, indeed, he can recruit many beginners in the holy realm to serve him. After all, he is hailed as the future first person in the holy realm. Although he is not yet in the holy realm, once he grows up, It's amazing, and behind Huang Xiaolong are the four ancestors of the holy sky."
According to Ji Xinyi and Tan Juan, Huang Xiaolong can recruit Lijian Saints, and Chen knows that these holy realms rely on his identity. Naturally, they don’t think that Huang Xiaolong's supreme realm depends on his strength to subdue Lijian. saint.
At the beginning, Huang Xiaolong was only at the seventh rank in Wuyuan River.
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In a courtyard of the Holy Sky Branch of the Mirage, Chen Zhi and Yu Ming stood respectfully behind Huang Xiaolong and reported the situation of the Mirage in the past few days.
As the news spread that Huang Xiaolong was the 13th of the Wuyuan River, masters of the Beast Control Sacred Gate, the Heiyan Clan, and the Scarlet Flame Sacred Gate all came to the mirage, and all of a sudden the mirage was surging.
"His Royal Highness, I think we should leave the mirage first." Yu Ming persuaded.
"Yes, Your Highness, Shen Jiewen, the beast-controlling saint, will rush to the Mirage in a few days." Heiyi Clan Sun Jiang also said anxiously, "I heard that the patriarch of the Heiyi Clan also rushed to the Mirage in the past few days! "
"Leaving the mirage?" Huang Xiaolong smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "Do you think I leave the mirage and return to the Holy Land of God, they will give up?"
Since they won't let it go, why should Huang Xiaolong escape back to the Holy Land of God, and let people laugh at that time, saying that before the beast-controlling saint had arrived, he would run away in fright.
So Huang Xiaolong wait! Waiting for the beast control holy place in this mirage, waiting for the Heiyan tribe, waiting for the Scarlet Flame Sacred Gate!
That being the case, come on! The more you come, the better!
Huang Xiaolong sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, the beast-control saint, what about the patriarch of the Heiyi clan even if they come to the mirage? They still don't dare to do anything to me." Huang Xiaolong looked at Chen Zhi, and Yu Ming couldn't help but smile.
As long as the Holy Heaven Organization is still there, as long as the four ancestors of his master are still there, the Holy Land of Beast Control, the Heiyi Clan really dare not do anything to him.
This time the beast-control saint, the patriarch of the Heiyi clan came to kiss him, and at most he condemned him and asked him to "confess".
Even if they came, half of it was for the holy spirit on him.
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