Master Huang Long frowned.
Although he didn't know that the demon tribe was going to move out of the wilderness, he also saw the demon tribe's intention to escape.
It seems that the demon tribe was indeed seriously injured this time.
They are already looking for a way out.
However, no matter what, you cannot let the other party leave easily.
Huang Long immediately ordered:
"The demon clan is just a candle in the wind. Even if Donghuang Taiyi has any plans, nothing can be changed."
"Haotian, lead the troops down there yourself."
"No matter what they want to do, teach them a lesson!"
"It's best not to leave any one behind!"
"No matter what the plan is, it will have no use if the people are gone!"
Haotian was slightly startled, but did not agree immediately.
Instead, he looked embarrassed.
"Dao Ancestor, I'm afraid there may be some difficulties in this matter."
"Donghuang Taiyi is the ancient demon emperor after all."
"Although he was injured last time, the demon clan has occupied heaven for endless years."
"It's hard to guarantee there won't be any special treasures."
"Even if he has recovered, it will be troublesome."
"It doesn't matter if I fail, I'm just afraid it will affect your plan."
When Huang Long heard this, he immediately understood Haotian's thoughts.
What affects his plans.
This guy is just afraid of death.
Haotian is obviously a level higher than Donghuang Taiyi.
There is also such a treasure as the Haotian Mirror in his hand.
But he didn't dare to fight with the opponent, which was really embarrassing.
Huang Long glanced disdainfully.
However, Haotian's words are not unreasonable.
Donghuang Taiyi is indeed extraordinary, and he once dominated the world for a long time in ancient times.
Known as the first person among saints.
There are some means that must be guarded against.
What's more, his behavior during this period was very abnormal.
After the battle of Wuzhuangguan, the other saints hid in the underworld to recover from their injuries.
Donghuang Taiyi still stayed in Beiju Luzhou.
It seems that he is not afraid of danger.
Could it be that he has really recovered from his injuries?
I just don’t know how many treasures were used and how many people were offended.
Huang Long narrowed his eyes slightly.
Perhaps, Donghuang Taiyi and Nuwa's group had already fallen out at this time.
Huang Long sneered.
"Well!"
"Since Donghuang Taiyi has a problem, I will help you."
"I will let you directly advance to the ninth level of sainthood and crush you directly with your cultivation."
"No matter what problem he has, there is only death!"
Haotian was shocked and heard something extremely special.
Let yourself be directly promoted to the ninth level of sainthood?
This is simply unbelievable!
Dao Ancestor indeed has extraordinary means and can enhance their strength at any time.
But he has never used it.
If it weren't for Haotian's need to attack Donghuang Taiyi this time.
Maybe, he won't be given a chance either.
"Thank you Daozu!"
Haotian bowed quickly.
Other saints have worked hard to cultivate for endless years, and it is difficult to improve even a little bit.
And all he had to do was hold onto Daozu's thigh.
Easily gain greater strength!
What kind of supreme saint, what kind of Yuanshi Tianzun, what kind of Tongtian leader.
Haotian still remembers it.
During the Conferred God period, I suffered a lot of anger.
This time he will gain the cultivation level of the Saint Ninth Level, directly surpassing them.
Simply awesome!
At this time, Huang Long was already moving.
I saw him reaching for the sky and grabbing it.
Suddenly, it seemed as if some extremely sacred power had appeared.
"The power of merit!"
Haotian understood.
That day, before the battle at Wuzhuangguan.
Huang Long once absorbed a large amount of merit power and instantly improved his cultivation level.
This time, too!
The power of merit is the most precious treasure in heaven and earth.
Only those who have done something of great merit to heaven and earth will be blessed.
However, Huanglong can use it at will.
Merits are determined by the way of heaven.
He only needs to move his thoughts to gain endless power of merit.
"Gather your mind and move the heavens around!"
Huang Long drank lightly.
He suddenly grabbed the power of merit and poured it directly into Haotian's body.
Haotian felt that his whole body was being burst by the majestic power of merit.
The terrifying pressure swept out instantly.
It spread throughout the ancient world, and its power spread across the three realms!
The gods of the three realms subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sky.
Suddenly I saw the golden brilliance.
Lights up everything.
Tai Qingtian.
The Supreme Saint slowly raised his eyes.
"Haotian children have become saints in the ninth level."
“And it’s still a matter of merit and becoming a saint.”
"hehe."
"The way of heaven is really fair."
The Supreme Saint watched carefully for a while, then lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes again.
It seemed like I didn't see anything.
I do nothing.
No matter how big something happened, it had nothing to do with him.
I just don’t know how other saints will react.
Especially the Second Saint of the West.
After being a lackey for so many years, he is worse than a janitor boy.
…
Buzhou Mountain.
Yuanshi Tianzun has just refined a new five-color sacred stone.
Suddenly, I saw the boundless golden light.
Sun Wukong jumped down from the sky, holding the colorful sacred stone in his hand and took a bite at will.
That force is so powerful.
It made him a little nervous.
The dragons in the river below were even worse.
When that light appeared, many dragons were immediately suppressed.
Huddled in the water, shivering.
Sun Wukong frowned and looked at the light with a solemn expression.
The ninth level of the saint.
That coercion is enough to have the power of the ninth level of a saint.
And the master's aura seemed extremely familiar.
Haotian.
Sun Wukong only needs to refine twelve thousand five-color sacred stones to be promoted to the third level of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.
This is already an extremely amazing speed!
But Haotian.
He was actually promoted to the ninth level of sainthood.
There was no hard training and no use of any genius treasures.
He was immediately promoted to the ninth level of sainthood by Huang Long!
Sun Wukong tightly grasped the five-colored sacred stone.
His face looked a little heavy.
He did not hide his emotions, but looked to the side with a sneer.
"Yuanshi Tianzun."
"You heavenly saints can improve your cultivation so easily."
"But why didn't I see that Dao Ancestor improved your cultivation?"
"You and Tongtian are only at the seventh level of saints now, which is too stretched."
Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened.
He glared at Sun Wukong angrily.
This monkey head is really bold and arrogant, deliberately sowing discord.
But this guy has been a child of destiny to some extent, and he has never suffered a big loss.
It’s normal to have this mentality.
Yuanshi Tianzun pondered for a moment.
Ignoring Sun Wukong's provocation, he glanced thoughtfully
"You haven't improved your strength, maybe you don't dare?"
Hear this.
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.
He was just talking casually, but he didn't expect to ask something serious.
"Don't you dare?"
"Daozu is still afraid of you Sanqing?"
Sanqing is just Daozu's disciple, why is there a master who is afraid of his disciple?
Not to mention, Dao Ancestor has already conformed to the way of heaven.
The cultivation level is extremely powerful.
Why are you afraid of Sanqing, who is only at the seventh level of a saint?
An imperceptible coldness flashed across Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes.
Grinning.
"Sun Wukong, do you know the origin of the Three Pure Ones?"
(End of chapter)
