Huang Xiaolong walked out of the secret room leisurely.

As soon as I arrived at the conference hall of Wolong Villa, I saw Mr. Dongfang, Zhan Tang, and many wives surrounded me.

"The island master, there are envoys from overseas sects, who want to climb to Dragon Island." Mr. Dongfang said hurriedly.

"Oh, I understand this." Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. "By the way, how long have I been in seclusion?"

"Xiaolong, you have been in seclusion for a long time, and it has been more than a month." Song Yuru replied.

"Um more than a month? In other words, there are only less than three months left before I announce the establishment of the sect." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"Master of the Island, will the messenger come to Dragon Island?" Zhan Tang also asked.

"Well, it's okay, open the defensive array and let him down. Don't worry, this island has my tricks to arrange. The secrets on the island will not be understood by anyone." Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong thought and covered the Dragon Island. The layers of defensive light curtains were automatically separated.

The next moment, a huge pressure descended from the sky.

Huang Xiaolong led everyone to greet him.

Dragon Island!

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe had a white face and no beard. His magic power was fluctuating and obscure, and he slowly descended. Wherever he passed, there were strange phenomena of rays of rays of rays and a thousand layers of auspicious energy.

The people on the island, such as the great masters of the ancient martial arts family and the people from various major families in the coastal coast, were extremely shocked when they saw the middle-aged man coming, as if they had witnessed a fairy descending on the island with their own eyes!

"This... this is what Master Xiaolong said... is overseas cultivator? It's too... too powerful... facing this person, it's like facing the natural disasters of the end of the world, which makes people very frightened." The head of the Xuanyuan family told the tribe members beside him in panic.

The atmosphere on the island became a bit dull.

After the middle-aged man landed on the island, he swept his mind and a faint disdain came out of the corner of his mouth. However, he maintained some demeanor and did not exaggerate this disdain and murmured to himself. "There are quite a few people, tens of thousands. These people are not inferior to some big sects, but there are almost no cultivators and ants, a group of ants! Just like this, he still wants to form a sect? It seems that it doesn't take too much time for us..."

At this time, Huang Xiaolong led everyone to meet him.

"Well? Boy, are you the lord of this island?" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Xiaolong with great pride. He swept his divine thoughts, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets on Huang Xiaolong's body!

However, when his divine thoughts penetrated into Huang Xiaolong's body, they seemed to be a muddy bull into the sea, and then fell into a bottomless abyss!

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

This situation is nothing more than two possibilities. Huang Xiaolong’s cultivation is very weak, he is just a mortal, and his divine thoughts cannot be detected.

Secondly, Huang Xiaolong is unfathomable and even this middle-aged man can't see through it!

The middle-aged man could not see through Huang Xiaolong's reality, but Huang Xiaolong looked at him clearly at first glance!

This person has a middle stage of the Tribulation Realm, with mellow magic power and a fluctuation of magic power belonging to the Qingcheng Sect.

It's from the Qingcheng Sect!

In fact, after refining Dugu Hong's divine thought, Huang Xiaolong was equivalent to an old antique from the Qingcheng Sect. Facing the Qingcheng Sect's people, it was like seeing the younger generation in their subconscious mind.

"Yes, this is my Dragon Island." Huang Xiaolong smiled harmlessly.

"Well. Boy, you will make a new sect in a few months. This matter has spread in the overseas world. This is a remarkable thing. After all, it has been many years and no new sect has been born. Our major sects also attach great importance to this matter. Therefore, I specially sent me to visit this island as an envoy to see if it is qualified." The middle-aged man said in a formal manner. "I come from the Qingcheng sect."

He didn't even bother to tell Huang Xiaolong about his name!

Moreover, the expression was filled with a deep disappointment.

"Senior from Qingcheng Sect, since you are here to inspect, then I will take my senior to visit the island." Mr. Dongfang said respectfully quickly.

"No need." The middle-aged man shook his head coldly with his hands on his back. "I have seen it. This island does not have the qualifications to form a sect. In this way, we don't need to waste our time. We will review it again after a few months."

"This..." Mr. Dongfang was suddenly a little anxious.

Zhan Tang and Huang Xiaolong’s wives were also anxious.

"No way? Is this eliminated?" Ying Aoshan muttered.

Huang Xiaolong looked calm and smiled. "How do you say this?"

"Young man, your courage and ambition are very great. This is worthy of recognition. However... you have no spiritual veins on your island! The most basic thing to form a sect is to have spiritual veins. In this way, only those disciples can practice and cultivate magic power. Without spiritual veins and a pool of stagnant water, what else can you practice?"

"Secondly, there are many people on your island, with tens of thousands of people, but they are all small mortals! To form a sect, at least there must be a group of disciples in the magical realm, right? I have seen that the magical realm is extremely rare, just some ancient martial arts masters who refine physical skills and brute force. What is this? Not to mention forming a sect, even some scattered cultivators are not as good as! It is right for a young man to have ideals and ambitions, but more importantly, he must have a matching foundation! Foundation!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "No need to defend anything. That's the case. Young man, I would like to advise you not to be arrogant or nonsense. Being down-to-earth is the most important thing. If you insist on forming a so-called sect, we major sects will not approve it, or even ask about it again. If you want to be a monkey and be crowned, let it be for you!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man was about to fly away.

"Wait" Huang Xiaolong's expression was still as calm as water.

"What else can I say? I see everything." The middle-aged man said in a disgusting tone.

"You are from the Qingcheng Sect, right?" Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"So what?" The middle-aged man spoke in a bad tone.

"I think you should be practicing the unique skills of Qingcheng School, the 'Thirteen Flying Swords'. However, have some problems with the recent practice?" Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Did you have a moment of turbidity after releasing the thirteen Flying Swords at the same time?"

"This?" The middle-aged man who was about to leave was suffocated when he heard this, his eyes widened. "How do you know?"

Yes, in the past six months, when the middle-aged man is practicing, especially when practicing the unique skill "Flying Sword Thirteen Swords", he releases thirteen flying swords at the same time, and his true energy in his body will become disordered, his chest is stuffy, and he can't even control the flying swords!

However, he is a giant in the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm. He takes into account his face and dares not tell me about this kind of thing!

Very few people know it!

Unexpectedly, a boy told him in person today!

Huang Xiaolong continued. "Now, try to condense his magic power in Xuanji, Huagai, Zigong, Yutang, Danzhong, Atrium, Jiuwei... Haha, you will suddenly feel that your whole body is struck by lightning, and your magic power is instantly disordered..."

"You! You..." the middle-aged man was shocked, but he subconsciously did as Huang Xiaolong said.

He directly condensed his magic power into Xuanji, Huagai, Zigong, Yutang, Danzhong, Ancestral, Jiuwei...

Suddenly!

"ah!"

The middle-aged man screamed, and his whole body twitched violently for a few times, and the sound of tides was heard, but the sound was extremely chaotic! It was obvious that the magic power in his body was in chaos at this moment!

"Hehe, you're obsessed with it. Well, but you won't die immediately. It will take a year or two before you can die. Okay, go." Huang Xiaolong smiled gloatingly at the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!