The middle-aged Hongmeng Emperor was shocked, and looked at the golden-horned calf in disbelief.

Could it be?

"You, you are the senior of the Qingniu?!" Emperor Hongmeng squeaked, his voice uncontrollably excited.

Green Bull Seniors!

Listening to the name of the Hongmeng Emperor to the Golden Horn Calf, Xiang Xun, who was originally a little soft in his legs, and Xu Baisheng and others stumbled and fell from the sky, but fortunately, everyone reacted in time and stabilized their bodies when they fell to the ground.

The golden-horned calf saw the reaction of Xiang Xun and the others, but he held his head high, and said angrily: "Hongmeng boy, I haven't seen you for hundreds of millions of years, I didn't expect your strength to grow a lot, I'm afraid your Hongmeng parasitic trick will break through the eighth layer, right?"

After Emperor Hongmeng confirmed the identity of the Golden Horn Calf, his expression changed completely, and he was no longer as casual as before, and replied respectfully: "Yes, the Qingniu seniors are as wise as torches, Jiang Hong did break through to the eighth layer by luck thousands of years ago!"

Jiang Hong is the real name of Hongmeng the Great.

The golden-horned calf's eyes lit up, and he said in an old-fashioned manner: "Yes, yes, with your current strength, there are few people in the heavens and all worlds who are your opponents." ”

Emperor Hongmeng hurriedly said: "Jiang Hong's strength, how dare he be praised by the Qingniu seniors." At this time, he finally understood why this black-haired young man had cultivated the Hongmeng Parasitic Formula, back then, the Qingniu seniors made a bet with his master, the King of Hongmeng, and won all the tricks of the Hongmeng Parasitic Formula.

It's just that the Qingniu seniors taught this Hongmeng parasitic trick to this black-haired young man, I don't know what the relationship between him and the Qingniu seniors is?

However, this black-haired young man actually has a dark supreme godhead! It's no wonder that he will be favored by the Qingniu seniors.

Since the other party has successfully cultivated the Hongmeng parasitic technique, then in a sense, it is his?!

Bro!

"Huang boy, what are you doing there? Your senior brother is here, and you haven't gone up to meet your senior brother. At this time, the Golden Horn Calf said to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong woke up from the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him as the Hongmeng Emperor.

"Senior brother. Huang Xiaolong stepped forward and exclaimed. is somewhat restrained, after all, the person in front of him is the first person in the God Realm who controls the First Emperor Palace of the God Realm.

Hongmeng Emperor Jiang Hong smiled, and stepped forward to help Huang Xiaolong: "Senior brother doesn't need to be polite, I didn't expect it, how many billions of years have passed, and finally a third person has successfully cultivated the Hongmeng parasitic technique." If Master had known, he would have been very happy, very happy. Speaking of this, Emperor Hongmeng was excited.

He was genuinely happy, he and his master, the King of Hongmeng, had been looking forward to having a third person successfully cultivate this Hongmeng parasitic technique, but this expectation was how many billions of years! How many billions of years, even he didn't remember.

Now, someone has finally succeeded in cultivating!

And it has a lot to do with the Qingniu seniors.

"Senior Qingniu, I don't know if my junior brother and you are?" Hongmeng Emperor Jiang Hong couldn't help but ask the Golden Horn Maverick. He was very curious about the relationship between Huang Xiaolong and the Golden Horn Calf.

"He's my master. The golden-horned calf didn't hide it, and said sullenly.

"Lord, master?!" When Emperor Hongmeng heard this, he was dumbfounded, stunned, and then looked shocked, looking at Huang Xiaolong's eyes strangely.

His new junior brother is. The owner of the green cow seniors?

This, this, this?!

"I said Hongmeng kid. What's so surprising about this. The golden-horned calf said angrily: "This Niu ancestor had an accident back then, so he was reincarnated and rebuilt, and he was accidentally hit by this kid and subdued by the method of blood contract, he is your junior brother, you can call him whatever you want." ”

Emperor Hongmeng was stunned. Then he looked at Huang Xiaolong speechless and with a complicated mood, this junior brother was too lucky.

He understands how amazing the identity of Qingniu's predecessor is.

In the heavens and worlds, there are not many people who can sit on an equal footing with his master, the King of Hongmeng, and the Qingniu senior in front of him is one of them.

"Hongmeng boy, how is your master okay in recent years?" The Golden-Horned Maverick asked.

Hongmeng Emperor Jiang Hong replied respectfully: "Qingniu's predecessors are worried, Master, he has been in retreat in recent years to impact the tenth layer of Hongmeng's parasitic technique, and it is difficult for me to see his old man." Speaking of this, his tone changed: "However, if the master knows the secret of the successful cultivation of the junior brother Hongmeng parasitism, he will definitely be happy to go out to meet the junior brother." ”

The golden-horned calf said: "Old man Hongmeng hasn't given up after so many years, how can the tenth layer of Hongmeng's parasitic technique be so easy to break through, otherwise he wouldn't have been stuck at the peak of the ninth layer for so many billion." ”

When Emperor Hongmeng heard this, he smiled bitterly.

If others had said so, he would have made the other party disappear long ago.

However, he also knew that what the Golden Horn Calf said was the truth, and the tenth layer of the Hongmeng Parasitic Technique was too difficult to break through.

Just like him, thousands of years ago, he was lucky enough to break through the eighth layer by chance, otherwise, he wouldn't know what year or month he would break through the eighth layer.

"However, it is difficult for your master to break through the tenth layer, but Huang boy, it should be possible. The golden-horned calf pointed at Huang Xiaolong.

Hongmeng Emperor Jiang Hong was stunned, this junior brother can cultivate to the tenth layer of the Hongmeng parasitic recipe in the future? He wondered if he had heard it wrong, this Hongmeng parasitic recipe was created by his master, and even his master couldn't break through, so this junior brother could?

Seeing the suspicious look on the face of Hongmeng Emperor Jiang Hong, the Golden Horn Maverick was not angry, but said: "Do you know how much time it took Huang Xiaozi to successfully cultivate the first layer of Hongmeng Parasitic Technique?"

The Hongmeng Emperor was stunned, his master Hongmeng King successfully cultivated the first layer, and it took more than a thousand years, listening to this Qingniu senior, it means that this junior brother took less time than his master's?

"Senior Qingniu, do you mean that it only took a few hundred years for the junior disciple to successfully cultivate the first layer of the Hongmeng Parasitic Technique?"

How is this possible?

The Golden Horn Calf smiled: "Hundreds of years? You also look up to your junior brother too much, Huang Xiaozi successfully cultivated the first layer, and it took less than a hundred years." ”

"What? less than a hundred years!" Emperor Hongmeng was shocked, although he knew that as a golden-horned calf, he should not joke about it, but he still couldn't believe it.

He looked at Huang Xiaolong, wanting to get confirmation from Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong nodded a little embarrassedly.

After Huang Xiaolong's confirmation, Emperor Hongmeng was even more shocked, and then his heart was extremely excited, he understood what this meant better than others.

"Actually, to be exact, it took him less than fifty years to successfully cultivate the first layer. The golden-horned calf said again.

Less than fifty years!

Emperor Hongmeng's eyes widened even more.

At this time, the Golden Horn Maverick continued: "He is now at the peak of the second layer, guess how much time it took?"

"Has it only taken 10,000 years?" said Emperor Hongmeng, breathing heavily.

The golden-horned calf shook his head: "It's only a few hundred years, to be exact, less than three hundred years!"

Less than three hundred years! Emperor Hongmeng's mind thundered, and he was completely stunned. (To be continued.) )