Although Mo Wunian broke through to the realm of the ancestor and caused Yuan Qianxing to be surprised, Yuan Qianxing didn’t really take it seriously. The ancestor No.1 master is the supreme existence in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, he is also an ant, and sooner or later. Ants!
When he breaks through the realm of the ancestor, the novice master of the ancestor will be the ant.
For him now, the biggest threat that exists is Huang Xiaolong.
When Hunyuan Shengfeng besieged Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong showed his amazing combat power, and when Huang Xiaolong fully understood all the sources of Taoism, he regarded Huang Xiaolong as the biggest threat and hidden danger.
Huang Xiaolong must die!
Yuan Qianxing's eyes flickered with cold light, and it was less than a year before the stage of the arena.
"Thinking about it makes people look forward to it." In Yuan Qianxing's heart, there was a strong bloodthirsty killing intent.
Another few months passed.
In the flying formation of the Flying Clan, Huang Xiaolong, who had been sitting cross-legged to refining the power of the Great Dao and the laws of the Great Dao of Tribulation, opened his eyes, and the golden dragon phantom floating behind him slowly disappeared.
Feiyanzi, who had been protecting Huang Xiaolong's law from a distance, saw Huang Xiaolong wake up and exhaled blue breath. Huang Xiaolong finally woke up. If he didn't wake up, Huang Xiaolong would not be able to make the ring.
Fei Yanzi and Hei Luo flew towards Huang Xiaolong.
"You're awake." When he came to Huang Xiaolong, Feiyanzi's fragrant lips lightly opened, and the voice was very pleasing to the ear, and it made people crisp.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Feiyanzi's beautiful eyes and nodded and smiled, "Thank you."
Flying Swallow, a master of the ancestor, was willing to protect himself for more than ten years, but Huang Xiaolong was a little embarrassed.
"If you really thank me, then invite me to eat Longzao." Feiyanzi smiled softly.
"Long Zao?" Huang Xiaolong was stunned.
"I know you haven't heard of Longzao." Feiyanzi smiled charmingly: "Longzao is the sacred fruit of Jiehe. However, the output of Longzao is very small, only a few dozen for hundreds of millions of years. Even many ancestor masters of Jiehe There is not necessarily a collection. I ate one by chance. It was awful and unforgettable."
Huang Xiaolong was stunned, but this dragon jujube could make the flying swallow memorable after eating it. It surprised Huang Xiaolong. Is there such a delicious thing in the world
"This dragon jujube is the most delicious thing in the world." Seeing Huang Xiaolong's expression, Feiyanzi said: "Everyone who has eaten it will think so. If you have eaten it, you will never forget its taste."
"Well, then I will go to Jiehe and find this dragon jujube. Please eat it." Huang Xiaolong made a bold statement.
Feiyanzi smiled charmingly: "This Longzao is not so easy to find." After that, the two went out of the forbidden area and talked while walking. From Longzao to the major river tribes in Jiehe, and Yuan Qianxing and Yifu. , There are also the purple spider tribe, the golden Zen tribe, and even the battle between the holy world and the foreign land.
The two walked side by side, and they had a sense of happily talking together.
Feiyanzi's body radiated a scent of Ruoyuowu, which was extremely good.
"His Royal Highness, there is a question, I have always wanted to ask you, I don't know whether to ask it?" Suddenly, Fei Yanzi stopped and looked at Huang Xiaolong with a serious and strange expression.
Seeing Feiyanzi's look, Huang Xiaolong felt strange, and then asked Feiyanzi what the problem was.
"You, really are our alien race?" Fei Yanzi hesitated for a while and asked, "Or, which race are you from?"
Huang Xiaolong was stunned.
this one? He thought it was something.
In fact, all races in the foreign land are now suspicious of his identity, guessing that he is not a foreign race, guessing that he is from the holy world, is Fei Yanzi want to confirm this
"No, I'm not asking if you are from the Holy Realm." Seeing Huang Xiaolong's expression and knowing what Huang Xiaolong was thinking, Fei Yanzi shook his head and said to Huang Xiaolong the vision that Huang Xiaolong had seen when he was offering sacrifices to the power of blood at the altar. They told Huang Xiaolong about the creation gods and children of creation recorded in an ancient book of the Feitian tribe.
"God of creation? Son of creation?" Huang Xiaolong was shocked.
What other genesis Huanglong bloodline
This made Huang Xiaolong feel very surprised and puzzled.
Feiyanzi wanted to ask if he was the son of creation? How can this be? The first reaction in Huang Xiaolong's heart was to feel funny, how could he be the son of that kind of creation, he was just one of the most ordinary and ordinary disciples of Huangjiazhuang in the lower realm, that is, afterwards he practiced all the way, all the adventures have gradually come to the present.
Although he had doubted his true identity, Huang Xiaolong would not believe him in any way to say that he was the son of creation.
"Patriarch Feiyan, you should have admitted wrong, that is not the creation of Huanglong blood." Huang Xiaolong smiled: "How could I be the son of creation, in fact, I am also a disciple of a mortal family in the mortal world."
Feiyanzi was shocked: "A mortal world?"
Huang Xiaolong didn't hide it.
Feiyanzi's beauty was staring. She had thought about all the possibilities about Huang Xiaolong's identity, but she didn't expect Huang Xiaolong to be a disciple of a mortal world in the lower realm.
This is also incredible.
A disciple in the mortal world, can he go all the way to the present? It is so powerful that even the ancestors are afraid? How can this be! Feiyanzi is really hard to believe.
"In fact, don't say you don't believe it, I can't believe it either." Huang Xiaolong shook his head and laughed a little at himself: "Sometimes I doubt my true identity, whether it is the reincarnation of a big man, but it is impossible to say that I am the son of creation. , How could I be the son of creation."
"Why is it impossible?" Suddenly, Fei Yanzi said.
Huang Xiaolong stayed for a while.
Why is it impossible
This!
"Just because you were born in a mortal world, you can't be the son of creation?" Fei Yanzi said again.
Huang Xiaolong looked at Feiyanzi in a daze, yes, just because he was born in a mortal world, he couldn't be the son of creation
Huang Xiaolong fell into contemplation and suspense for a while.
"If you are not the son of creation, how can a mortal come to the present if you are not the blood of the creation of Huanglong?" Feiyanzi pondered: "Moreover, if you are not the son of creation, how could you have such a terrifying combat power? ?"
Huang Xiaolong continued to be surprised.
An hour later, Huang Xiaolong and Feiyanzi came to the Feitian Clan's Book Collection Hall, and found the ancient book on the God of Creation and the Child of Creation in the deepest part of the highest level of the Book Collection Hall.
The ancient classics have a certain mysterious power. You can't read them with the spirits. You can only read page by page with your eyes. When Huang Xiaolong opened the first page, his hands were a little trembling. Although he had never seen this ancient book, For some reason, this ancient book actually gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it in a dream
Opening the first page, in an instant, there was a kind of light flying out of the classics.
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