Chapter 2281 (1/2)

Huang Xiaolong smell speech, evil ran a smile: ”hope you can have this opportunity.”

After a while, Jiang Tian, Huang Zhouping and others left.

Huang Xiaolong looks at the ruins of wanlongfeng, his face is gloomy again.

Tomorrow!

Huang Xiaolong looks at the figure of Huang Zhouping's leaving, his eyes biting blood. When Jiang Tian, Huang Zhouping and others are gone completely, Huang Xiaolong sits directly in the high altitude of wanlongfeng, and then closes his eyes and looks forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

As for wanlongfeng, which is already in ruins, Huang Xiaolong has not started to clean it up. He will talk about everything after the battle of Shengtai tomorrow.

Anyway, someone will help him rebuild wanlongfeng!

It's getting dark.

The night is charming, and the silver moon is in the sky.

Huang Xiaolong sits in the sky like a sculpture.

Under the propaganda of the holy alliance, soon, the event of Huang Xiaolong and Huang Zhouping's engagement to fight the holy platform tomorrow spread throughout the whole holy gate headquarters, and millions of disciples of the holy gate headquarters were boiling.

Some disciples were afraid that they would be late and could not get to the holy platform. They were afraid that they would miss the battle of the holy platform. They even left late at night to rush to the holy platform with all their strength.

Some of the disciples even used the speed rune that they usually didn't want to use to speed themselves up.

This is the first time that the Holy Son started the battle of the holy platform. Therefore, as long as the disciples of the holy gate are in the headquarters of the holy gate, they don't want to miss this rare opportunity in a million years.

The night faded slowly.

The sky began to show.

When the first ray of sunshine blooms, Huang Xiaolong, sitting in the sky of wanlongfeng, opens his eyes and stands up.

However, just as Huang Xiaolong was about to break through the sky and go to the holy platform, a huge spaceship came out in the distance. Yang Jingzhi, the head of the general hall, came out and said respectfully, ”Your Highness, Mr. Huang Xiaolong, I'll take you there.”

Huang Xiaolong didn't refuse, and nodded his head.

After catching up with Huang Xiaolong, the spaceship broke through the air and left.

”Your Highness Huang Xiaolong, do you really decide to go to the holy platform?” Yang Jingzhi hesitated for a moment and said.

Huang Xiaolong half joked: ”is there any fake?”

Yang Jingzhi opens his mouth and wants to persuade him again. Huang Xiaolong interrupts: ”Mr. Yang Jingzhi, I know that you are trying to persuade you, but I have made up my mind. You don't need to persuade me any more. I also know that you, like other people, are not optimistic about my war. Today, I want to send me off for the last leg.”

Speaking of this, Huang Xiaolong said with a smile: ”but don't worry, this is not the last journey. I will drink with you after I kill Huang Zhouping.”

Yang Jingzhi shakes his head in his heart when he sees Huang Xiaolong's face relaxed and joking.

”Well, then, don't think my wine is bad.” Yang Jingzhi couldn't think of how to comfort his words, but only got the way.

Huang Xiaolong said with a smile: ”as the master of the temple of the holy gate, your wine will not be worse than me, the son who has just worshipped the holy gate?”

They looked at each other with a smile.

”If your highness Huang Xiaolong's son can really win, I'll bring out my fenghuoyuanli wine, which has been dust laden for a billion years, and we'll have a good drink!” Infected by Huang Xiaolong, Yang Jing expressed his voice.

Huang Xiaolong said with a smile: ”in this case, I will win anyway!”

They talked and laughed.

I can't see that Huang Xiaolong is going to the Shengtai battle of life and death.

Two hours later, the ship stopped.

On the top of a huge mountain peak in front of me, there is a huge golden bronze platform. On all sides of the huge copper platform, one holy symbol after another is depicted. Saint Wei is constantly spreading around from the huge copper platform.

This is the holy platform!

The only platform of Zhuoyuan holy gate.

One after another holy light, rising slowly from the holy platform.

On the central position of the holy platform, there is a huge ancient ”war” character. Looking at this war word, all the disciples have a sense of war spirit and blood boiling.

When Huang Xiaolong and Yang Jingzhi come out of the spaceship, there is a strong commotion among the disciples around the holy platform.

”He is the new son of our holy gate, Huang Xiaolong?! I didn't expect that the general hall leader of Yang Jingzhi should personally send him here! ”

”What kind of holy door, the new son, after today, is just a dead body! I think it's Yang Jingzhi, the head of the general hall, who saw him pitiful, so he gave him the last leg! ”

Some cynicism came from the crowd in the distance.

Most of these cynical disciples are disciples of the holy alliance.