The Shalang Sect disciple was shocked and angry.

"You, kid, who are you?!" another Shalang Sect disciple asked in surprise.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at the two of them with an indifferent expression, and then the Divine Soul was directly cast, directly searching for the soul of that disciple.

"Stop!" Seeing this, another Shalang Sect disciple hurriedly stabbed at Huang Xiaolong, this Shalang Sect disciple was in the late stage of the ninth order of the Ancient God, and his strength was stronger, but before he came to Huang Xiaolong, he was flicked by Huang Xiaolong's hand, and with a finger force, his long sword flew away, and he didn't know where it flew to.

And he himself also flew out hard.

Huang Xiaolong continued to search the soul of the Shalang Sect disciple.

After a while, the soul search ended.

It's just that, to Huang Xiaolong's surprise, from the memory of this Shalang Sect disciple, the woman who was captured by the young master of the Shalang Sect was called Wang Luo!

Whether it is the appearance or the name, it does not match Li Lu.

It's not Li Lu!

Huang Xiaolong's heart was happy at the same time, but his heart sank.

If it is Li Lu, there is news of Li Lu's whereabouts, but now, Li Lu is alive or dead but does not know.

At this time, the Golden Horn Calf and Feng'er had already come to Huang Xiaolong's side.

"Master, Miss Li Lu will be auspicious, it will be fine, you don't have to worry too much, we will continue to search, we will definitely find Miss Li Lu." The golden-horned calf stepped forward for the first time to comfort.

Huang Xiaolong nodded, and could only continue to search.

Just as Huang Xiaolong wanted to release the two Shalang Sect disciples, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air in the distance, and he saw a group of people flying from a distance, there were twenty or thirty people, and their clothes were exactly the same as these two Shalang Sect disciples. There is no doubt that he is a disciple of the Shalang Sect, and the leader is a young man who is not very good-looking.

If you evaluate it comprehensively, it can be said that it is a little ugly, and the mouth and nose are a little crooked.

"Young Master!" the two disciples of the Shalang Sect shouted from afar when they saw the person coming, as if they had been rescued.

The group of Shalang Sect disciples flew over at an accelerated pace. Soon, they came to Huang Xiaolong and the others.

"What's going on?!" The young master of the Shalang Sect asked with a sinking face when he saw the two seriously injured Shalang Sect disciples, and then his eyes swept over Huang Xiaolong and the others.

The masters of the Shalang Sect behind him dispersed, faintly sealing Huang Xiaolong's retreat.

"Young master, this kid knows that Wang Luo, and as soon as he appeared, he attacked us and forced us to ask about Wang Luo's whereabouts. One of the Shalang Sect disciples hurriedly replied.

Obviously, he misunderstood that Huang Xiaolong was here to save the woman named Wang Luo.

Huang Xiaolong frowned. didn't explain, looked at a woman in a light red skirt behind the young master of the Shalang Sect, from the memory of the previous disciples of the Shalang Sect, this woman in the light red skirt was the woman named Wang Luo captured by the young master of the Shalang Sect.

When Liang Mingzhi, the young master of the Shalang Sect, heard this, he looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Boy, since you want to be a hero and save the beauty, then I will fulfill you!" Speaking of this, he walked over to Huang Xiaolong.

The woman from Wang Luo looked at Huang Xiaolong with a puzzled expression.

She scavenged for memories. But I can't remember when I met the black-haired young man in front of me.

Could it be that this dark-haired young man was sent by her father to find her?

Liang Mingzhi came to stand three meters away in front of Huang Xiaolong, and said indifferently: "As long as you can catch my move." I'll let you go. Speaking of this, he looked at Feng'er behind Huang Xiaolong, and a blazing light flashed in his eyes: "As for your maid guards, just stay!"

However, as soon as he said this, suddenly. The figure flashed, and before he could react, he was hit in the face by Huang Xiaolong's punch, and the whole person hit the mountain wall in the distance.

There was a loud bang. Countless rocks were shaken down.

The masters of the Shalang Sect were taken aback, only to see that Liang Mingzhi not only had his mouth and nose crooked, but his entire face was crooked, crooked to the side, at sixty degrees, and his neck seemed to have been twisted and completely deformed.

"Young Master!" everyone in the Shalang Sect shouted in surprise and came to Liang Mingzhi's side.

"You!" Liang Mingzhi crooked his eyes, his face was full of disbelief, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong angrily, he was the peak of the middle stage of the tenth order of the ancient god, and he was actually blown away by Huang Xiaolong, an early stage of the eighth order of the ancient god?!

"My face!" Liang Mingzhi suddenly screamed.

The one thing he hated the most was for others to talk about his face, and now, Huang Xiaolong punched him in the face!

However, when he screamed, his mouth was crooked, his voice was very special, and with his face, Wang Luo and Feng'er couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Wang Luo and Feng'er's piercing laughter, Liang Mingzhi shouted with a hideous face: "Kill him for me!" and pointed at Huang Xiaolong.

Suddenly, several masters of the Shalang Sect flew towards Huang Xiaolong, and these masters of the Shalang Sect were all at the peak of the late tenth order of the ancient gods.

Void Heaven Demon Hell Beast, when the ghosts were about to make a move, Huang Xiaolong said, "You don't have to make a move, I and the little girl will solve it." "The peak of the late tenth order of the ancient gods, just so that he can try his strength after breaking through the eighth order of the ancient gods.

The Void Heaven Demon Hell Beast, the ghosts and a few people retreated to the side.

Huang Xiaolong and the Golden Horn Calf broke through the air at the same time, like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and rushed towards those few Sand Wave Sect masters.

Seeing this scene, Liang Mingzhi and the masters of the Shalang Sect, Wang Luo's woman were stunned.

Immediately, Liang Mingzhi's face was fierce, he didn't believe that Huang Xiaolong, an early stage of the Eighth Order of the Ancient God, could still win over his few disciples of the Shalang Sect who were at the peak of the late stage of the Tenth Order of the Ancient God.

But as soon as he thought of this, a disciple of the Shalang Sect who was at the peak of the late tenth order of the ancient god was blasted by Huang Xiaolong's punch and his body rolled in mid-air.

The golden-horned calf was even more stunning, and with a sweep of the ox's tail, it directly rolled one of the disciples of the Shalang Sect who was at the peak of the late tenth order of the ancient gods, and as soon as the cow's butt turned, he threw the disciple of the Shalang Sect away, and the other party's eyes were full of dark nights, and there were stars everywhere.

In mid-air, fierce battles continued.

A loud bang kept coming.

The air waves are rolling.

It didn't take long for the fierce battle to end, and Huang Xiaolong and the Golden Horn Calf stopped, only to see that those few Shalang Sect disciples had all fallen on the mountain in the distance.

Huang Xiaolong looked coldly at the fallen disciples of the Shalang Sect, these disciples of the Shalang Sect had average combat power, although they were at the peak of the late tenth order of the ancient gods, their combat power was similar to that of Guo Jun of the previous Sea Clan, and even weaker.

Huang Xiaolong turned his head to look at Liang Mingzhi.

Liang Mingzhi and the other disciples of the Shalang Sect recovered from the shock and looked at Huang Xiaolong, full of horror.

With such demonic talent and combat power, they haven't even heard of it before, or they haven't even heard of it.

"You, are you that Huang Xiaolong?!" At this moment, suddenly, a disciple of the Shalang Sect shouted.

Huang Xiaolong!

The disciples of the Shalang Sect all looked surprised.

"It's him, he's Huang Xiaolong of the Vientiane God Plane!"

"Definitely yes, it must be him, I heard that on the Vientiane Sea Clan altar a few days ago, even Guo Jun of the eight-tailed silver whale was not his opponent!"

"He can also transform into an ancient dragon!"

The disciples of the Shalang Sect said a word to you, and I said a word, and the atmosphere seemed to be very lively. (To be continued......)