When he first heard the news, Lin Huang was slightly startled, and then smiled coldly!
No matter what, he will never forget the agreement he made with Huang Xuanzhi in the mountains behind the Qingtian Martial Mansion.
No matter the latter is a humble gentleman.
Still a heinous person.
He will kill them all!
This has nothing to do with the world's struggle. Lin Huang just wants to kill him. It's as simple as that. He must let the aloof Huang Xuanzhi open his eyes and see that the generation of genius carefully cultivated by the Huang clan has been beheaded by him.
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As for the development of Huangtian Palace's dojo, Lin Huang doesn't care!
As for the Desolate Clan...
Lin Huang was a little dumbfounded.
From the news he knew, the Desolate Clan was just an inconspicuous small dojo that was overwhelmed by one hundred and eight dojos.
However!
The Taoist master of the Huang clan is called Bai Xiaopang.
Lin Huang scratched his head. When he heard the news, he couldn't help but cursed secretly, "This thing has broken through to the realm of the Holy King so quickly?!"
If you want to create a Taoist temple in Zhongzhou, its Taoist master must reach the realm of the Holy King.
Lin Huang never expected...
Everyone was practicing hard, but in the end, this fool got to the front.
Ran into the realm of the Holy King out of nowhere?
Damn it!
…
When Lin Huang appeared in Yaoguang City where the Huang clan was located, it was already the tenth day since he learned the news.
If Yaoguang City were placed in other regions, it would definitely be the leading city... After all, it has an extremely long history, an ancient city wall that cannot be broken by the Holy King, and tens of millions of warriors!
But in this Zhongzhou, Yaoguang City seems a bit weak.
Its size is less than one-tenth of Tianqi City!
Moreover, it is already outside the Fifth Ring Road from the most core Zhongzhou Martial Arts Arena.
Lin Huang stood outside the city wall, looking at the towering ancient city, curled his lips and shook his head, "If you create a dojo, just create a dojo, and don't choose a good place! The young emperors of the four ancient tribes occupied the area closest to Zhongzhou Wu.
If you don’t know the location of the altar, you don’t know how to directly create a dojo in the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Altar?”
Lin Huang shook his head and walked into Yaoguang City.
The city is vast...
Even at Lin Huang's current speed, it took him most of a day to find the so-called Huang clan's dojo.
It wasn't because Lin Huang was not fast enough.
But the Desolate Clan’s dojo is really too remote.
It's just next to a blacksmith shop in the southeast corner of Yaoguang City...
Very depressed.
Not even half dignified.
Lin Huang shook his head again and sighed: "Even the nature of being a playboy in the Great Xia Dynasty is gone, so poor!"
Looking up at the plaque on the dojo, there are two large characters on it that are very unattractive but full of the bearing of a holy king -
——Desolate tribe!
This plaque may be the only thing that can prove the existence of the Desolate Clan Dojo.
Lin Huang pushed the door open and entered... There was no one in the dojo, and there were no disciples!
Little Fatty Bai is also missing.
Lin Huang tilted his head slightly, thinking about how many brothels he had visited along the way into the city. According to Bai Xiaopang's habits, which one should he be in?
Lin Huang shook his head with a smile, sat down on the threshold of the dojo door, and waited for Fatty Bai.
The sun sets in the west.
It's getting dark.
The moon and stars are sparse.
Late night has arrived.
…
Until Lin Huang was feeling drowsy, a cough suddenly sounded in the distance and he suddenly woke up.
Under the dim moonlight, Lin Huang turned his head and looked over.
The next moment, he was stunned.
Thirty feet away from him, he saw a skinny young man approaching slowly on a beast as ferocious as a tiger.
The beast's limbs were covered in blood, and there were three wounds on its body that were deep enough to show the bones.
It roared in a low voice, seeming to be filled with anger, pain, and a hint of whimpering.
The young man on the back of the ferocious beast was as skinny as a stick, giving people the impression that he was out of shape! He was covered in blood, with wounds all over his body. There were deep cracks on his shoulders, and blood was dripping uncontrollably.
However, even so, the young man still held the huge hammer in his hand tightly, giving people a fierce sense of strength. Even though his face became very thin, his fierce look was even more prominent.
Those eyes are totally domineering!
Lin Huang froze on the spot as he looked at the man and beast coming in front of him.
He even forgot to stand up.
Forgot to speak.
He watched infatuatedly, inexplicable sadness surged into his heart, and tears suddenly fell down uncontrollably.
And when the young man came closer and saw Lin Huang, he was also slightly startled.
Then his extremely vigilant demeanor relaxed.
In the past, every time the young man saw Lin Huang, he would laugh, either funny or happy.
But this time, the young man seemed unable to smile. He could only forcefully raise the corners of his mouth and said: "Boss Lin..."
After that, the young man rolled down from the giant beast and fell headlong!
…
The night is dark.
Lin Huang once again felt the coldness of the dark night.
This feeling has not appeared for a long time!
The moment he saw Bai Xiaopang, he remembered the past... He remembered that before he was reincarnated, in order to save him, Bai Xiaopang rushed into the Great Xia Dynasty alone and gathered the remnants of the God General Mansion. In the end, he grew old overnight and led the
Countless people died just to leave him a way to live.
Inside and outside the dojo, Lin Huang tossed and turned, feeling extremely depressed.
At this moment, the lame words "Desolate Clan" above the head were as heavy as a thousand stones!
If there is a brother who cannot die the most in this life, it must be Bai Xiaopang.
He didn't know what Bai Xiaopang went through during the three years when he was suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple.
But it must be very scary.
Otherwise, people who once had thighs that could be used as pillars would not be so skinny now.
Otherwise, it is impossible for a person who used to have a serious look and smile all the time to be unable to smile now.
Otherwise, the latter's face would not have the domineering and ferocity it had never seen before.
He had never seen Xiaopang Bai holding the weapon so tightly.
I have never seen Fatty Bai with a strand of white hair on his temples.
…
When Bai Xiaopang woke up, it was already nightfall on the second day.
Even though the latter was still very weak, luckily it was not damaged at all. Coupled with Lin Huang's power of nirvana, Bai Xiaopang recovered quickly.
"Ahem... Three years ago, I heard that you were suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple. I thought you couldn't come out. Even Li Taixuan couldn't do it. I really thought we would never meet again in this life!"
Bai Xiaopang sat up, looked at Lin Huang beside him, and said calmly and coughing.
"Later, I heard that you were forced into the Langjuxu Divine Realm! I don't know where the Langjuxu Divine Realm is, but Master said it might be difficult for you to come out of the Langjuxu Divine Realm alive!"
"When did you leave the Wolf Juxu Divine Realm!"
Bai Xiaopang asked Lin Huang while coughing.
"Almost a month and a half!"
Lin Huang opened his mouth and said.
The atmosphere between the two seemed somewhat silent.
"It's been a month and a half..."
Bai Xiaopang twirled the tea cup in his hand and repeated Lin Huang's words. Then he suddenly became furious and threw the tea cup in his hand towards Lin Huang. He roared: "I haven't come to Yaoguang City for a month and a half, you fucking motherfucker."