"Okay, if it's just such a small matter, there's no need to say more."
On a street somewhere in the ancient city of the Shennong clan, Tang Hao looked at Xuan Ming in front of him and shook his head.
There are all kinds of methods in the ancient world, and there are many kinds of cultivation methods.
The Demonic Cultivator was just ostracized by all the spirits because he did too much after winning the battle with Luo Hu.
As Luo Hu said, killing never stopped in the prehistoric times.
Not to mention anything else, there are more than hundreds of millions of living beings who died just because of the Lich War?
The biggest difference between real demon cultivators and other immortal cultivators is that demon cultivators absorb demonic energy, while immortal cultivators absorb spiritual energy.
As long as he is not the kind of demon cultivator who likes to bully the weak and do all kinds of bad things, what can he do if he protects himself?
"Honorable Lord, you..." Hearing Tang Hao's nonchalant tone, Xuan Ming froze on the spot.
She thought about many possibilities, and even thought that the other party might not be afraid of karma. However, she did not expect that the other party would be so domineering!
To know the cause and effect, it is the most mysterious force in all the worlds.
Not isolated by time and space, nor disturbed by time.
So what if there are all kinds of causes and effects? Even a saint would have to think about this!
Looking at Xuan Ming's incredible gaze, Tang Hao smiled, "I think Xiaoqing seems to like you very much. I guess you can't bear to be separated from her, right?"
"Luohu's desire to kill has nothing to do with me. This time he took action because it involved the human race."
As if he thought of something, the corner of Tang Hao's mouth curled up, he raised his head slightly, and suddenly looked at the sun above the sky.
"By the way, Donghuang Taiyi seems to have chosen to help Luo Hu just like you."
"You two are in the same camp now. Will he still hold on to your tribe?"
The reason why Hou Tu allowed himself to protect the Xuan Ming clan was ultimately because of Donghuang Taiyi.
However, at this time, Donghuang Taiyi and Xuan Ming seemed to have become members of Luo Hu's subordinates, and the two seemed to be colleagues in a certain sense.
"This...I don't know." Xuan Ming didn't react to Tang Hao's out-of-touch thinking for a while. She was stunned for a moment before she finally understood what the same camp meant, shook her head and smiled bitterly. Said: "This...I don't know either."
After saying that, she hesitated for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "But the grudge between the demon clan and my clan is too deep. I think if there is a chance, he will still take action."
Unlike before on the plain, when Xuan Ming mentioned Donghuang Taiyi, he still lost his original fear.
Even if the other party had reached Hunyuan millions of years ago.
Compared with all other races in the ancient world, the Witch Clan has a very special skill, that is, it can reveal the true form of the Witch Clan through its own bloodline.
Witches hold up the sky and support the earth below. Although they are derived from the twelve drops of Pangu's essence and blood, they do not cultivate their souls, but they possess a powerful body that other races cannot match!
Previously on the banks of the Luoshui River, Xuan Ming had shown his true form. His height of hundreds of thousands of meters was simply astonishing!
"It doesn't matter, as long as I protect your clan for one day, he won't dare to take action."
Looking back at Fusang, Tang Hao waved his hand gently, as if he was saying something ordinary.
Xuan Ming still wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she realized that Tang Hao was right.
After what happened before, let alone Donghuang Taiyi, even Luo Hu himself would not dare to take action against the race that Tang Hao protected.
For the sake of a weak human race, he almost overturned the entire prehistoric world. It was probably only Tang Hao in front of him could do it.
"Okay, I want to go see other guys who choose to kill like you. The human race is weak and cannot bear their torment."
Feeling the gradually awakening demonic shadow in another place, Tang Hao thought about it and decided not to ride Qinghe.
Although Qinghe was very fast, his own speed... seemed to be even faster.
"Mounts don't seem to be of much help to me in the prehistoric times. If Qinghe can go outside the box, it will be a good means of transportation."
When a person has the ability to die with everyone, then there is no need for him to look at other people's eyes.
After the previous incident that threatened Tiandao, Tang Hao's mentality has completely changed.
The prehistoric world is so big that even now, Tang Hao has only explored less than one thousandth of it.
And the moment Tang Hao hit the box with the hammer, he saw that there seemed to be some scenes that he had never seen inside the box. Those scenes were very different from the prehistoric times!
Perhaps the box he received inexplicably was the golden finger owned by the protagonists in the novel.
But this golden finger needs to be explored step by step.
The body slowly rose into the air, Tang Hao thought in his heart while looking to the northwest.
Everything I once desired in the real world, such as money, etc., I have long lost interest in.
The most important thing now is how to use the box to improve one's strength.
The higher you stand, the more scenery you see.
Nowadays, my strength is too frivolous. Although I have the cultivation level to transcend the tribulation period, essentially every time I encounter something, I almost always solve it through my true body in reality.
For some reason, Tang Hao had always had a hunch that as the prehistoric world became more and more perfect, the sturdiness of the box would gradually increase.
At first, he just touched it casually, and a crack appeared on the box.
But not long ago, I almost used all my strength, but failed to smash the box directly.
"When this matter is resolved, we can go back to Jie Jiao directly."
"Queen Mother Xi is probably still thinking about those three bottles of wine."
"For knowledge about cultivation, it's better to go directly to Tongtian."
"I don't want to have to go through something like this again."
Muttering a few words in his heart, Tang Hao looked in the direction, and with a thought, the next moment, his body appeared thousands of meters away.
"Sister Xuanming, are you really not going back to the wilderness in the future?"
After watching Tang Hao disappear on the Qingshi Street, Qing He raised his head and stared at the beautiful and elegant Xuan Ming, and asked reluctantly.
Hearing Qinghe's words, Xuanming subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the other person's little head like before.
But when she saw the rising demonic energy on her arm, she took her hand back.
"Well, although God doesn't care, the human race is still too weak."
"If they get too close to my clan, their minds will be gradually affected by the evil spirit."
Having said this, Xuan Ming seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked towards the western sky, "Oh no, I almost forgot about this."
The body engraved with charming lines slowly rose into the air. Xuan Ming looked at Qing He who was a little confused, and his tone suddenly became very soft, "Xiao Qing, I have something urgent to deal with now, and I can't accompany you for the time being."
"Remember, no matter what happens, you must remember that you are the mount of the Lord God."
"Don't lower your stance when getting along with anyone, even if the other person is stronger than you!"
"The two Jie Jiao disciples who came with Venerable God before are of extraordinary status. Lord God is a god who does not belong to this world and cannot always be by your side."
"If you have the opportunity to get in touch with them, it may be helpful to you in the future."
As his body gradually rose, Xuan Ming's voice became smaller and smaller.
After saying the last words, she showed a smile to Qing He who raised her head that made everything lose its color. The next moment, her body turned into an ink-colored stream of light and disappeared.
"Xuanming...sister!"
Since then, Qinghe was the only one left on the street.
Looking at the direction where Xuan Ming disappeared, Qing He lowered his head and tried hard not to let the tears fall in his eyes.
She knew that after today, it might be very difficult for her to see the other person again.
