I’ve Got Trillion Myth Genes

Elder Bai's sudden arrival made Qin Hao a little confused.

After all, he only met Elder Bai twice during the newcomer trial.

"Holy Masters want to meet this year's rookie king."

Elder Bai smiled slightly and said.

"Me? The rookie king?"

Qin Hao was taken aback for a moment.

But immediately, he thought of the fact that he seemed to get the highest score in the newcomer trial this time.

He smiled dumbly and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Under the night sky, the two of them traveled through most of the Tianjianzong area stepping high in the sky.

Finally, the two came to an extremely ancient hall.

"Go in, the Holy Masters are already waiting for you."

Elder Bai reminded.

"it is good."

Qin Hao nodded.

He took a slight breath, hiding all the breath of the mythical gene.

He knew that what he was going to see later were the twelve most powerful existences of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

In Tianjianzong, there are twelve holy halls.

Among the three hundred main halls, the twelve most powerful ones are named "Twelve Holy Halls".

Champion Hou seemed to have been taken by the Holy Master of the "Holy King Hall" in the Twelve Holy Halls at that time, and he accepted him as his true disciple.

Therefore, Champion Hou does not need to participate in this newcomer trial.

He should now practice in the deepest part of the Holy King's Hall to improve his cultivation.

Qin Hao stepped in.

In the ancient and cold hall.

Twelve tall figures,

The whole body is bathed in a different divine light.

Like the twelve gods, manifesting the world, sinking and floating in the void.

To be summoned by twelve Holy Masters can be said to be the most generous reward for a rookie king.

However, Qin Hao was not very interested in apprenticeship.

He just wants to practice silently in the sect and increase his strength.

But Qin Hao also knew that it would be good if he had a strong backer in Tianjianzong.

Just like the last time I was persecuted by an elder from the outer sect.

If it wasn't for Elder Honglian who came to protect him for a while, the consequences might really be very serious.

Qin Hao bowed slightly, and said to the unfathomable twelve holy masters: "The disciple pays homage to all the holy masters!"

"Are you the rookie king this year?"

"That little guy who is called the 'human devil'."

"The young man of the Nether tribe in the small world of the Nether world who is terrified by the news, not bad."

All the holy masters spoke.

There are old voices, there are middle-aged men's voices full of spirit, and there are also gentle and light voices of women.

Obviously, the Holy Master of the Twelve Holy Churches must be spying on the entire Netherworld during the trial of newcomers.

They are very clear about some of Qin Hao's actions.

"Quack, boy, you don't have to worry about them spying on the genes of the gods in your awakened body. This god has been shielding these holy masters from spying."

Shang's giggling laughter rang out in Qin Hao's mind at this moment.

When Qin Hao heard this, a look of astonishment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Shang actually has such a huge ability, able to block the prying eyes of the Twelve Supreme Lords.

And it seemed that he had guessed what Qin Hao was thinking.

Shang laughed loudly and said, "In the Heavenly Sword Sect, I am afraid that only their headmaster is the Supreme Master, and this god will be afraid."

What Shang said was very domineering.

But Qin Hao just listened.

After all, this old devil dragon has always talked very far-fetched, and he likes to brag very much.

And just when Qin Hao and Shang were secretly communicating.

Suddenly, among the twelve Holy Masters.

A tall figure bathed in white divine light spoke out.

"Qin Hao, are you willing to join my Holy King Hall and become a member of my Holy King Hall?"

This existence is obviously the Holy Lord of the Holy King Hall.

Champion Hou seems to be in the Holy King Hall.

But before Qin Hao could speak.

Another Holy Master sent an invitation.

"Qin Hao, I have observed your cultivation techniques, and they have a very powerful foundation. Join my True Dragon Palace. My True Dragon Palace inherits the 'Prime Ancient True Dragon Art', which will be of great benefit to you. There is also Hualongchi, you Just practice every day."

This voice is the voice of a very bold man.

Not surprisingly, this person is the True Dragon Lord of the True Dragon Hall.

"Join my Mingyue Palace, and I can introduce a spiritual partner who is as beautiful as a fairy."

It was another female saint who spoke out, and the reason she gave was incomparably tough.

This made many other holy masters present cough lightly.

It's too rambunctious!

However, Qin Hao did not respond to this.

He was thinking, which one of the Twelve Holy Churches was really suitable for him.

"Choose the 'Son of Heaven' in the Twelve Holy Halls."

Suddenly at this moment, an old voice that was extremely familiar to Qin Hao suddenly sounded in his mind.

At this time, Qin Hao found that none of the twelve holy lords in front of him, the powerful bigwigs, found anything abnormal.

It can be seen how terrifying the sound transmission person is.

"Uncle Dugu!"

Qin Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.

This old voice is the voice of Uncle Dugu.

So far, Qin Hao is still very impressed with Uncle Dugu, a mysterious old fellow.

Especially when it was in the Great Yan Dynasty.

How amazing is the "extreme sword" that Uncle Dugu taught himself.

Especially Qin Hao has the sense of the gods, but after comprehending this ultimate sword for so long, he still only has a superficial comprehension.

From this, it can be seen how profound something is hidden in this ultimate sword.

Now the voice of Uncle Dugu suddenly appeared in his mind.

Obviously, Uncle Dugu is definitely in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Qin Hao couldn't wait to leave here to see Uncle Dugu.

That ultimate sword, Qin Hao still wanted to watch Uncle Dugu make another sword.

This is of great benefit to his enlightenment.

For this reason, Qin Hao hunted and killed the strong Nirvana Realm Nether clan powerhouse in the Nether realm.

He also specially took a jar of ghost wine from the secret store.

At that time, Qin Hao was thinking, when he met Uncle Dugu, he would bring this ghost wine to the old man to drink.

It's just that Qin Hao didn't expect that he would meet Uncle Dugu so soon.

Feng Xiaoqian, who was traveling with her at that time, was still puzzled by Qin Hao's holding the Altar of Nether Demon Wine.

"I choose to join the Palace of the Son of Heaven."

Qin Hao suddenly spoke up.

The voices of several holy masters who sent out invitations stopped abruptly.

"The Temple of the Son of Heaven, once the head of the Twelve Holy Churches."

"But since many years ago, the master of the Temple of Heaven has killed the ancient monster and disappeared with the sword of the Emperor of Heaven, the Temple of Heaven has fallen."

"Are you sure you want to join the Palace of the Son of Heaven?"

Several holy masters asked questions one after another.

Qin Hao looked calmly, and said: "Thank you, Holy Masters, for your kindness. This disciple has chosen to join the Temple of Heaven."

"This is an unwise choice." Several Holy Masters said so.

Chen Bei, the current nominal old lord of the Temple of Heaven, said with a wry smile, "The lord of my Hall of Heaven has mysteriously disappeared. I hope you can find him back after entering the Hall of Heaven."

Qin Hao looked at Chen Bei and said, "There is no need to find the Hall Master, I will surpass the Hall Master."

"Wow!"

The moment Qin Hao's voice fell, the entire field fell into an uproar.

Even these holy masters couldn't help being surprised when they heard what Qin Hao said.

I don't know where this young man's self-confidence comes from.

"It's good to have this confidence."

The old Hall Master of the Temple of Heaven was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"In that case, the disciple will take his leave first."

Qin Hao cupped his hands, turned and left.

When he returned to his own courtyard in the Desolate Ancient Palace.

Qin Hao saw it immediately.

Uncle Dugu was wearing a tattered blue shirt, with a broken sword hanging from his waist and a large black iron pot on his back. He was standing there with a smile on his face, looking at him.

"Qin Hao boy, long time no see, is your wine ready?" Uncle Dugu asked.

"Naturally, it has been prepared a long time ago." Qin Hao laughed and immediately went up to greet him.