Chapter 829 (1/2)

At the No. 1 martyr cemetery in juxia City, Daxia, the earth, a bent old man with only one arm swept the graves of countless martyrs with a broom. He was slow and gloomy, as if he was dying.

However, although the old man was bent, his skeleton was extremely tall. Even if he bent his back and bent his legs, he was two meters high. If he stood straight, he had to be two meters and five meters.

And the old man has a rare purple skin, which is not normal at first sight.

However, with all kinds of strange cultivation methods being constantly created, after cultivation, the body will more or less change, or become tall, or render a layer of strange skin because of the energy in the body.

Therefore, it is not very strange that the old man's abnormality is placed in today's earth. In addition, this martyr cemetery has a long history. The legends can be traced back to 10000 years ago. It has long been forgotten, and basically no one will come.

After cleaning all the tombs for most of the day, the bent old man slowly came to the cabin built by the side of the martyr cemetery, opened the boiling small iron pot, twisted a handful of tea and put it in. For a time, the cool smell of tea filled the narrow and humble cabin.

”Ten years!”

Looking at the calendar hanging on the wall, the old man sighed in a trance.

Yes, this skinny, rickety old man is Wang Hao.

Since the last time he pretended to force him to snap his fingers with infinite gloves and complete the final plan, he dragged his body back to the earth and became a tomb keeper in this martyr cemetery.

Of course, this is only his deputy. What he has done in the past ten years is to understand the changes in the promotion of the supernatural universe.

The transformation of the world is different from the past. It contains unspeakable mysteries, which is very helpful for practitioners to understand the road.

Just like Pangu's great God, all kinds of supreme principles revealed in the evolution of heaven and earth are the dream of all practitioners.

Although the supernatural universe is only promoted to the world, which is not comparable to the pioneering spirit of Pangu, it is just suitable for Wang Hao's current cultivation to understand.

This is not over yet. Ten years ago, Wang Hao also integrated the Taiyi fruit condensed by the three thousand law into the promotion of the supernatural universe, which greatly accelerated the promotion speed of the supernatural universe.

Anyway, the Taiyi fruit is condensed again in this world, and it can't be taken back. It's regarded as waste utilization.

At the same time, he can use the Taiyi Taoist fruit integrated into the universe to further understand the evolution of the universe, which can be said to be of great benefits.

After ten years, the promotion of the supernatural universe is coming to an end, and it's time to return.

”Soon!”

He opened his collar and looked at the two knife wounds running through his chest. Wang Hao silently counted the time.

These two knife wounds were left by Qilin's girl in the final battle ten years ago. They were penetrated into the pure and extremely destructive force, constantly eroding his body.

If it had not been pressed with infinite gloves, the body would have been eroded clean.

”Well?”

Suddenly, Wang Hao, who seemed to feel something, looked up at the sky and saw the scene of outer space through the top floor of the hut.

Before he could react, the three colors of sword light fused into one shot down, and the target pointed directly at him.

Instinctively raised his hand to resist the sharp sword light.

But this is not over. The side space rippled, and two beautiful shadows rushed out of the inside, forcibly imprisoning his whole body space.

Then a green moon blade was cut off, and the left arm with infinite gloves was cut off at the elbow.

Three beautiful shadows waving silver wings slowly fell from the broken roof. It was the three daughters of angel Yan, angel Leng and angel burning heart. Obviously, the previous three-color sword light came from the hands of the three.

”You are really Haunted!”

Wang Hao, who had recovered from his ignorance, immediately turned around and looked around. It wasn't Liang Bing and rose on both sides. Who else could there be?

Liang Bing is holding an egg knife at the moment. It's the girl who just cut off his arm.

Then Wang Hao turned his eyes to the door, and another beautiful shadow came in from the outside. Who else can there be if it's not Qi Lin?

”I said I would kill you!”

Facing Wang Hao again, Qilin's face was cold and calm, but anyone could feel the cold killing from her delicate body.

”This time, I'll cut off my head!”

Move out the destruction bow blade and turn it into a double knife. Qi Lin is ready to chop down without hesitation.

This time, she will never give the beast a chance to turn over!

”Leave someone under the knife!”

When Qilin was ready to kill, suddenly a familiar and strange voice sounded from outside, which made Qilin's action slow.

”Sister?”

”Queen Caesar!”

”Teacher!”

Liang Bing, who was holding an egg knife, looked up in amazement and looked at the door of the wooden house. The third daughter of angel Yan suddenly turned around. After seeing the two figures outside the door, she was crying with joy.

It was Kaisha and Hexi who appeared at the door. It was Kaisha who just stopped.

”Holy Kaisha, this beast will die today. No one can stop it!”

Staring warily at Kaisha who stepped into the wooden house, Qilin clung to the double blades of destruction, and her determination to kill was still determined.

No one can stop her from killing that beast today!

”We're not here to stop you. We just want to ask him a few questions before you start!”

Looking at the simple layout in the wooden house, Yingting's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Then he sat on the ground indifferently, lazily crossed his legs, and picked up the tea made by Wang Hao.

The holy crane Xi on one side is the same gesture, but both of them are watching Wang Hao with complex emotions.

The man's current state is too miserable. It's not too much to say that he is surviving.