Huangtiangong Dojo. Daoist ...... Nothing is missing!

When he first heard the news, Lin Huang was also slightly stunned, and then smiled coldly!

In any case, he will never forget the agreement he made with Huang Xuanzhi in the mountains behind the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

Whether the latter is a humble gentleman.

Still a heinous man.

He will kill them!

This has nothing to do with the dispute of the world, Lin Huang just wants to kill him, it's as simple as that. He must let that high Phoenix Xuanzhi open his dog eyes and see that the generation of Tianjiao carefully cultivated by the Phoenix Clan was beheaded by himself.

As for the development of the dojo of the Phoenix Heavenly Palace, Lin Huang didn't care!

And as for the desolate people......

Lin Huang couldn't laugh or cry.

As far as he knew, the Desolate Clan was nothing more than an inconspicuous small dojo that had been flooded by one hundred and eight dojos.

However!

The Taoist master of the desolate clan is called Bai Xiaopang.

Lin Huang scratched his head, and when he knew this news, he couldn't help but curse twice, "This thing has broken through to the Saint King realm so quickly?!"

If you want to create a dojo in Zhongzhou, its Dao master must be in the realm of the Holy King.

Lin Huang never expected it......

Everyone practiced desperately, but they were still run to the front by this fool.

A cold one ran to the realm of the Holy King?

Fuck it!

......

When Lin Huang appeared in Shaking Light City, where the Desolate Clan was located, it was already the tenth day after he learned the news.

Shake the Light City, if it is placed in other large regions. It must be the premier city...... After all, it has an incomparably long history, with an ancient city wall that the Holy King cannot break, and tens of millions of warriors!

But in this middle state, Shaking Light City is a little weak.

It's less than one-tenth the size of Apocalypse City!

And it is far from the core of Zhongzhou Martial Arts, which is already outside the Fifth Ring Road.

Lin Huang stood outside the city wall, looking at the towering ancient Xiongcheng, pouted and shook his head, "If you create a dojo, you will create a dojo, and you won't choose a good place!" The young emperors of the four ancient clans occupy the position closest to the Zhongzhou Martial Altar, so you don't know that you can directly create a dojo in the Zhongzhou Martial Altar?"

Lin Huang shook his head and walked into Shaking Light City.

The city is huge......

Even at Lin Huang's current speed, it took more than half a day to find the so-called desolate clan's dojo.

It's not because the speed of forest famine is not fast enough.

It's the dojo of the desolate clan, and it's too remote.

It's just next to a blacksmith shop in the southeast corner of Shake Light City......

It's very frustrating.

There is no half majesty.

Lin Huang shook his head again and sighed: "Even the nature of being a gentleman in the Great Xia Dynasty is gone, poor and sour!"

Looking up at the plaque on the dojo, there are two big characters on it that are very unaesthetic but full of the bearing of the Holy King-

- Desolate!

This plaque may be the only thing that can prove the existence of the Desolate Dojo.

Lin Huang pushed the door in...... The dojo was empty, and there weren't any disciples!

Bai Xiaopang is also gone.

Lin Huang tilted his head slightly, thinking that he had entered the city all the way, and had experienced several green buildings, according to Bai Xiaopang's habits, which one should he be in?

Lin Huang shook his head with a smile and sat down on the threshold at the door of the dojo, waiting for Bai Xiaopang.

Sunset.

It's getting dark.

The moon stars are scarce.

It's late at night.

...... Central Plains Book Bar

It wasn't until Lin Huang was a little drowsy that a coughing sound suddenly sounded in the distance woke him up suddenly.

By the faint moonlight, Lin Huang turned his head to look over.

The next moment, he was stunned.

I saw that thirty zhang away from him, a young man with a thin body rode a fierce beast as fierce as a tiger and slowly approached.

The beast was bleeding on all fours, and there were three deep bone scars on its body.

It was roaring in a low voice, as if there was anger, pain, and a hint of a whimper.

The young man on the back of the fierce beast was as skinny as wood, giving people a sense of being in shape! He was covered in blood, his wounds were vertical and horizontal, and there were deep cracks in his shoulders, and the blood could not stop dripping.

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 has become very thin, it is even more prominent.

Those eyes are completely domineering!

Looking at the one man and one beast in front of him, Lin Huang's body stiffened in place.

He even forgot to stand up.

Forgot to speak.

He looked at it stupidly, and the inexplicable sourness surged violently into his heart, and tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.

And when the young man approached and saw Lin Huang, he was also slightly stunned.

Then his vigilant demeanor relaxed.

In the past, young people would laugh every time they saw Lin Huang, either funny or happy.

And this time, it seems that the youth will not laugh anymore. He could only forcibly raise the corners of his mouth and said, "Boss Lin......"

After that, the young man rolled down from the beast and fell headlong!

......

The night was dark.

Lin Huang once again felt the coldness of the night.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way!

The moment he saw Bai Xiaopang, he remembered his ...... remembered that before he rebuilt his life, in order to save him, Bai Xiaopang entered the Great Xia Dynasty alone and summoned the remnants of the Divine General's Mansion. In the end, he turned white overnight and led countless people to death, 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 word crappy desolate on the top of the head is as heavy as a thousand pounds!

If there is a brother who can't die in this life, it must be Bai Xiaopang.

He didn't know what Bai Xiaopang had experienced in the three years he had been suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple.

But it must be terrifying.

Otherwise, people who used to be pillars in their thighs would not be skinny now.

Otherwise, people who used to have no serious appearance and always had a smile can't even smile now.

Otherwise, the latter's face would not have been domineering and fierce before.

He had never seen Bai Xiaopang's hand holding the weapon so tightly.

I've never seen a strand of white hair on Bai Xiaochubby's sideburns.

......

When Bai Xiaopang woke up, it was already the night of the second day.

Even though the latter was still very weak, fortunately it did not hurt the roots, and with the power of Lin Huang's nirvana, Bai Xiaopang recovered quickly.

"Ahem...... Three years ago, I heard that you were suppressed in the Great Lei Yin Temple, and I thought you couldn't get out. Even Li Taixuan can't do it, I really thought we would never meet again in this life!"

Bai Xiaopang sat up, looked at Lin Huang next to the voice, and said calmly and coughing.

"Later, I heard that you were forced into the Wolf Juxu Divine Domain! I don't know where the Wolf Juxu Divine Domain is, but Master said that it may be difficult for you to come out of the Wolf Juxu Divine Domain alive!"

"When did you get out of the Wolf Juxu God Domain!"

Bai Xiaopang asked Lin Huang with a cough.

"It's been almost a month and a half!"

Lin Huang said.

The atmosphere between the two was somewhat silent.

"It's been a month and a half......"

Bai Xiaopang rotated the teacup in his hand and repeated Lin Huang's words, and then he suddenly became angry, threw the teacup in his hand at Lin Huang, and roared angrily: "It's been a month and a half since I came out, I don't know how to come to Shake Light City, do you fucking know how Lao Tzu came over for three years?"