Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“If you dare to jump out, you must be prepared to be killed!”

Ye Hao’s eyes were cold, his black hair was dancing wildly, the divine power in his body was stirring, and he used all his strength to activate the Purple Bell.

“clang!”

The Ziji Bell erupted with an earth-shattering sound, and the purple starlight poured into Leng Wufeng’s body like a tide, as if there were thousands of stars working together.

“brush!”

A figure of a middle-aged man with monstrous power suddenly emerged from Leng Wufeng’s eyebrows. He exuded the unique pressure of the Lord and blocked the refining of the Ziji Bell. He shouted angrily: “How dare you, Shuzi?”

“Master, save me!”

Leng Wufeng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted out in surprise.

This middle-aged Demon Lord is the spiritual incarnation of the Tiansha Cult Leader!

“Buzz!”

A thunderbolt formed by the rules of heaven and earth appeared out of thin air in the void, bombarding the body of this incarnation of divine thought.

The incarnation of Tiansha Cult Master’s spiritual thoughts didn’t react at all, and was instantly wiped out.

“Leader?” Leng Wufeng exclaimed, his mind going blank.

How could Leng Wufeng stop the refining of Ziji Zhong at this time?

The rolling bell wave fell on Leng Wufeng, shattering him into a bloody mist on the spot.

The Son of God of the Tiansha Demon Sect, die!

“Boom! Boom! Boom…”

A purple-gold wooden fish appeared above the head of Monk Jingkong, and a purple-gold wooden mallet was struck quickly. Rolling Buddhist rhymes filled the air, and thirty-six phantoms of Buddhas condensed around him, as if connected to the legendary Buddhist world. .

However, it was in vain.

This Nine Heavens Pagoda is a semi-sacred weapon. How can one escape so easily when it is covered by the Nine Heavens Pagoda?

After a while, Monk Jingkong opened his eyes, and there was a hint of anxiety in his usually peaceful eyes.

“Donor Ye, this poor monk realizes his mistake! I would like to offer you a relic of the Buddha to express my apology! Donor Ye, please raise your noble hand!” Monk Jingkong clasped his hands together and saluted Ye Hao outside the Jiuxiao Pagoda to beg for mercy.

After saying this, a golden relic appeared in the center of Monk Jingkong’s eyebrows, exuding a rich Buddhist charm.

“late!”

Ye Hao shouted coldly, urging the Jiuxiao Pagoda with all his strength.

“Buzz buzz…”

The Nine-Colored Divine Flowers of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, white, and black lit up on the Jiuxiao Pagoda one after another. The prototypes of the Shinto rules were formed inside the pagoda, and they spread throughout the pagoda in the blink of an eye.

“Buzz!”

The relic in the center of Monk Jingkong’s eyebrows instantly erupted into ten thousand feet of Buddha’s light, opening up a vast Buddhist world and enveloping Monk Jingkong. Even the prototype of the surrounding Shinto rules was isolated.

Seeing this, Monk Jingkong breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: “Donor, this relic was left behind by a divine monk after his death. It contains tremendous Buddhist power. If you want to break through the defense with this semi-divine weapon, you can almost Impossible! How about you let me go and I will give this relic to the donor?”

“No! This relic is a good treasure, I can’t let you waste it!”

Ye Hao responded indifferently, and all the 840 million particles in his body were boiling. Each particle seemed to be a big world, surging with monstrous power. He transformed into the Emperor of Heaven, exuding supreme pressure, and raised his hand to seal in the sky. On the pagoda.

“brush!”

A golden palm print traveled through time and space, crossed the vast Buddhist world, and was imprinted on Monk Jingkong instantly.

Monk Jingkong’s eyes were full of panic. Before he could react, his entire body was photographed into nothingness, leaving only the relic spinning endlessly.

Another son-of-god genius has fallen!

There were some veteran emperors in the distance who wanted to fish in troubled waters. Seeing how ferocious Ye Hao was, they all turned around and ran away. How could they dare to get close?

Qi Yunxiao, the leader of Asking Sword Peak, was dumbfounded. Two god-son-level geniuses and four veteran emperors who had been famous for many years all died in just a few breaths. Isn’t the combat power of this ancient holy body too incredible?

Moreover, after offending so many forces at the same time, isn’t this ancient holy body not afraid at all?

These characters all have important positions in their respective forces, and they all died in the hands of Ye Hao. It is estimated that many old antiques will gather outside the Beidou Palace soon, waiting to kill Ye Hao, right?

I wonder if Master Jiujian can resist it?

“Thank you, Master Qi, for your help. I have no use for this incomplete semi-sacred weapon. Master Qi, please keep it.” Ye Hao’s voice sounded.

Qi Yunxiao woke up as if from a dream and found that the incomplete magic blade slowly floated in front of him.

Even if it is a incomplete semi-artifact, it is still priceless!

I didn’t expect Ye Hao to be so generous, even willing to give away such treasures!

Qi Yunxiao took a deep breath and said seriously: “This treasure is too precious! I just came here and didn’t help at all. I deserve it! I can’t have it!”

Ye Hao held Jiu in one hand

Xiaobao Pagoda, holding the Purple Bell in one hand, and the relics above his head blooming with Buddha’s light, said in a deep voice: “Master Qi Peak, please don’t be humble. If you can come here, you can afford any treasure! Moreover, this magic blade , I really don’t need it!”

For Ye Hao, there is really no shortage of treasures.

What he lacks is all kinds of cultivation resources such as heavenly materials and earthly treasures!

After killing the four emperors and the two sons of gods, Ye Hao kept all the elixirs, elixirs, divine crystals, spiritual essences, etc. for himself. After all, he had the training resources needed for the breakthrough of the ancient holy body. Too much.

Qi Yunxiao looked at Ye Hao’s gorgeous equipment and felt as if he was as poor as a beggar!

“Okay, thank you so much, nephew!”

Qi Yunxiao no longer refused, accepted the magic blade with great joy, and asked Ye Hao: “What are your plans next?”

“The higher you go up, the more complicated the formation becomes, and it takes too much time to break the formation. This time I got a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. I am going to find a hall to refine all these cultivation resources. If I can break through to the princely realm, I can act more efficiently. It’s more convenient.” Ye Hao responded.

Qi Yunxiao couldn’t help being speechless for a while.

Well, you are still a young monk in the true spiritual realm!

If you don’t tell me, I’ll forget about it!

“Does my nephew need my protection?” Qi Yunxiao asked.

He didn’t have the confidence to ask, because his own combat prowess was far inferior to that of the nephew in front of him.

“I don’t need to worry about it, Master Qi. I can handle all kinds of crises by myself. There are many elders and true disciples of the Peak Master coming to our Zixiao Holy Land. If Master Qi is free, he can take care of the others.” Ye Hao declined.

“Then take care of yourself!”

Qi Yunxiao gave a warning and turned into a stream of light to leave this place.

Ye Hao smiled freely, and his figure disappeared from the place, appearing in a remote hall in the distance.

“Crash…”

Various elixirs and elixirs were floating in the void, as well as mountains of divine crystals and spiritual essences. Each one exploded and turned into pure life essence, which was integrated into Ye Hao’s body.

Every tiny particle in Ye Hao’s body turned into a swallowing vortex, swallowing up and refining the massive cultivation resources, and the aura exuding from his whole body was rising rapidly.