Dugu Baitian looked at him with an expression of disbelief. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him extremely calmly.
"If you continue to look at me like this, I will leave here and go to the Demon Cult to become the Dharma King. No one will dare to look at me like this." Seeing that he still didn't speak, Wang Haotian said again.
"Friend, you are finally back, thank you." Dugu Baitian finally spoke and said calmly.
"I'll think you're mute if you don't speak, but what does thank you mean?" Wang Haotian asked strangely.
"I didn't have time to say what I owed you four years ago. I'll pay it back to you today. In another month, we will continue to join forces to kill the enemy." Dugu Baitian returned.
Speaking of killing the enemy in one month, Wang Haotian's face darkened and he asked aloud: "According to the current arrangements of you and the master, what is the chance of our Cangxuan Realm winning the battle in one month?"
"Judging from the current combat power of Cangxuan Realm, there is basically no chance of winning, but now that you are here, I believe you will definitely have a way to resolve this disaster." Dugu Bei replied calmly.
"Damn, why do they expect me? But if I can get the Eight Jue Ruyi Pagoda, I won't have the same accident this time as I did last time." Wang Haotian thought about it in his mind, and after a while he made a decision and said to Dugu Baitian: "My solution is to wait a month for you and the two masters..."
After sending Dugu Baitian away, Wang Haotian walked into the training room and began to retreat to recover the golden elixir of Yuanli in his body. On the tenth day of retreat, all the disciples of the two sects of good and evil gathered at the Qingxuanmen dojo. The two masters announced two major events to the crowd. The first is Wang Haotian, the honorary elder of Qingxuan Sect and the God-killing Dharma King of Mo Cult, Wang Yichuan. Second, in twenty days, the powerful men from the Mo Star outside the realm will attack. They will bring all the powerful men above the Nascent Soul stage to fight on Ruyi Island and protect the Cangxuan Realm. If they are defeated and die, the two factions will be left. No resistance, surrender to Haimo Star.
After the announcement, the two headmasters came to visit him, chatting and laughing with each other. They asked many times about the reason for Wang Haotian's resurrection, but he was always in denial. However, from the conversation, Wang Haotian also learned that Mo Wutian gave up the innate demon fetus and was born. Injecting the innate demonic energy into his body allowed his heart to revive and his body to be resurrected. Finally, twenty days later, the nine golden elixirs in his body reached the peak of four years ago, with abundant energy and vastness like the sea.
A competition between good and evil is taking place in the Qingxuan Sect dojo. At this moment, the surroundings are filled with disciples of both good and evil sects, all cheering for their disciples.
"Look at my ice arrow." After saying this, Bing Hanshuang stretched out one hand and closed his fingers tightly. Ice and snow appeared around his fingers, forming a huge ice arrow, shining with cold light. Then he controlled the ice arrows to shoot at the demon sect disciples at high speed. Seeing that they could not avoid it, the demon sect disciples had to temporarily condense a pair of magic armor on their bodies. But how could they block it? The arrows pierced the magic armor inch by inch and were about to pierce the flesh. The demon sect disciples had no choice but to admit defeat.
"Okay, yes, the disciples of the two sects should have such an atmosphere and make progress and grow together. I feel very relieved." At some point, Wang Haotian walked to the center of the dojo with his hands behind his back and said.
There is no one in the two factions who doesn't know Wang Haotian. When all the disciples saw that he was his disciple of Zhengyao, they saluted in unison and said:
"Disciples pay homage to the honorary elder" "Subordinates pay homage to the God-killing Dharma King"
"No courtesy to everyone, I'm just passing by, you continue." Wang Haotian waved his hand as he walked.
All the disciples knew that he was not that old, only 24 years old, so when they heard him use the word "old man", his expressions were very exciting, but due to his identity and strength, they did not dare to say anything. Just as Wang Haotian was about to walk away, a voice came from the crowd, "Disciple Shen Duxiu would like to ask the honorary elder for advice."
"Do you want to challenge me?" Wang Haotian turned around and asked Shen Duxiu with a kind smile.
"Exactly, the master said that you are powerful enough to kill a half-step god. I want you to give me some advice." Shen Duxiu replied.
"It stands to reason that I can't bully you juniors, but you brought it up again. As an elder, if you don't agree, it will make you feel chilled. Let's add more people. Anyone who is willing to let me give me advice can come forward." Wang Haotian said. .
As soon as these words came out, there was a wave of waves below. As for this legendary hero, the two headmasters have talked about him many times in the past four years, saying that he was profound in cultivation but low-key, smooth-tongued but righteous. He is cautious and prudent yet sacrifices his life for justice. He is a role model for the younger generations of both factions. Now that Wang Haotian took the initiative to speak, everyone was immediately ready to take action. They all wanted to know whether the rumors from the outside were true or false.
"Reporting to the King of Killing God, the leader of the bloodthirsty hall under my command is going to punish Tianqi. Please give me some advice."
"I would like to report to the honorary elder, disciple Yuxu'er, the saint of Linglong Peak, please give me some advice."
"I would like to report to the honorary elder, Bing Hanshuang, an inner disciple of Linglong Peak, please give me some advice."
"I report to the King of the God of Killing, my subordinate, the Son of God of the Soul Eater Hall, Hun Mie Cang, please give me some advice."
.......
In an instant, hundreds of people signed up, and Wang Haotian was dumbfounded by the sudden enthusiasm. The Son of God, the Saint, and other late-stage Golden Elixirs all ran out to join in the fun. Wang Haotian coughed loudly several times, and now he suddenly became quieter, and then he said: "There are too many people, and it would be too slow to give instructions one by one. Let's let the two factions each elect 5 representatives, and the ten of you will challenge me together.
Soon ten representatives were selected, all of them talented people. Wang Haotian stood in the center of the dojo with his hands behind his back, facing the ten representatives, and said calmly: "Ten of you, come together and use your strongest magical powers." Come and attack me, I will show you my invincible strength.
The ten genius representatives looked at each other. Normally, they would not bother to join forces to attack a person of their own generation. But who is Wang Haotian? Among the two factions, one person is better than ten thousand people. It is said that he has killed someone who has half-stepped to become a god. figure. One by one, they began to accumulate energy to increase their momentum, concentrating all the energy in their bodies to unleash their strongest blows.
"Thunder Breaks the Sky", "Soul-Destroying Finger", "Ice and Snow World", "Xingtian Fist"...
In the center of the discussion, a violent wind suddenly rose, lightning thundered, fire shot into the sky, ice and snow covered the sky, and there were many ghosts in the middle, attacking towards him, implying the power of seducing people. All kinds of magical powers swept towards Wang Haotian, instantly killing him. Its submerged. The ten genius representatives in the field were panting because of the depletion of energy in their bodies and looked at Wang Haotian who was overwhelmed by magic powers. They were waiting for the result.
The onlookers were all staring at the center of the field. One of the disciples of the Demon Cult used his magic eyes to see through it, and said in a low voice: "The God-Slaying Dharma King is fine. He is standing in the middle of the field picking his nose leisurely." "
