Chapter 394 (1/2)

Because of the problem of circle recognition, more than 700000 disciples of the Buddha are like headless flies, but they don't dare to mess up for a while. They all wait regularly.

After Chen haozhen pressed Jianyuan's soul, his eyes swept the old sages and others, especially when he fell on the old sages, he had a strong sense of killing in his eyes. If I hadn't told him, he would have done it directly.

Old sage really let us down and made a lot of small moves.

Sometimes bad people don't hate, but saints and bitches are really annoying. Old sages are undoubtedly such people.

The speed of Han's fusion with the small world is not slow, and the small world is not big enough to really cover half of the fairyland after it is ownerless. However, two luminous small worlds hang in the sky like two suns. At least on our land, there is no night. After three days, on the third day, Han's complete fusion and stepped into the great disaster of heaven.

Jiang Nu withdrew the Yellow River vision and withdrew from the hundred miles at the moment when Han Dan entered the robbery.

The gap between them and Hanhe can be seen now. Hanhe has a good control over the power of Tianzun. After all, she stepped into Tianzun from the great sage at the peak.

When the Han Dynasty was robbed, the blood eyes in the sky appeared again. It was like a monitor in the universe. Chen Hao is holding an iron bar in his hand and wearing a broken yellow cloth. Looking at him, he wants to rush up to check.

I pulled him and shook my head.

When Chen Hao reached heaven, he could naturally feel the pressure from his blood eyes. But people are like this. The more unknown they are, the more they want to explore.

Chen Hao was stopped by me, but he was holding the Qi of the Seven Realms in his heart. When he was free, he walked from the underworld to the head of the old sage against the small realms of heaven. The light of the small world of the heavenly Buddha is very unique, like a flying rainbow, falling like rain and dew.

Under the authority of the Heavenly Master, even the once high Lord of forgetting Sichuan or the half step Heavenly Master of the holy land should kneel down. Chen Hao enjoys this feeling, but in addition to vanity, he is more revenge.

When Chen Hao left, the people who knelt down dared to get up, but not long after he got up, Chen Hao inspected the past again. They had to kneel down again and go back and forth more than ten times. A few half steps of the Heavenly Master was unbearable, especially the old sage. Where the former Heavenly Master had suffered such anger, but now he was unhappy, and he had to bite his teeth and grovel.

Bai Wushuang returned to the demon clan with a group of big demons. Now the demon clan has no half step Tianzun, but there are many great saints at the peak, which is still a force that can not be underestimated.

I killed the demon king and the big demon who opposed Bai Wushuang in the demon family. People with clear eyes can see what I mean. Now the three heavenly lords are in charge, and no one in the demon family dares to stand up against it. They cooperate very well to push Bai Wushuang to the position of the demon king.

After I erased the breath of the demon king on the Eastern Emperor's clock, I asked the wind chime to send it to him.

Chen Hao tossed back and forth. The old sage finally couldn't stand it. He saluted me from a distance and said respectfully: Lord Zhang, in the current situation, it's meaningless for me to stay. I want to take my disciples back to the Qingling world and spend my old age in peace.

I heard a sneer in my heart. The dormancy of the old sage was just waiting for the opportunity to avoid our current edge. The important thing is that people like him will not benefit the Qingling world. On the contrary, they will become a potential threat. And I'm afraid it's not kind to call me the Lord of the world.

Unfortunately, this provocation is only based on their understanding. They don't know Chen Hao, Wu De, Jiang Nu, Han and our relationship.

The important thing is that none of us, except Han, wants to be an official.

I didn't pay any attention, but hummed coldly and gave Chen Hao a look.

Chen Hao came over and stepped to the head of the old sage. He was so frightened that the old sage hurried to crawl on the ground. Chen Hao deliberately stopped on it and kept silent for a minute or two, making the old sage kneel all the time. Seven or eight minutes later, he said: you old fellow, you don't do anything when you go back. The previous Qingling world was suppressed and you didn't come out to say anything. I think you'd better not go back. Waste land and air, just follow us.

If the old sage shot, the Qingling world would not fall to the present situation, because the divine world is not strong, but he is too selfish. He doesn't want the strong in the Qingling world, and doesn't want other strong people to notice him.

Now he is going back. If he continues to be selfish, I'm afraid he doesn't have to be suppressed by other circles. He will suppress the Qingling world himself.

Of course, this will not happen if we go back, but I don't know when this road will end. Now, the people left in the Qingling world are the next generation of Xuanmen teenagers. They need an extremely calm development space. After a hundred years, the Qingling world can grow up by relying on its own ability.

Chen Hao's words are the imperial edict now. The old sage looks ugly, but he doesn't dare to refute, so he can only take orders. After the old sage took the order, Chen Haoli said calmly: I think the innate spiritual root in your hand is good. Holding so much is also a waste.

Hearing this, the old sage thought that Chen Hao wanted to weaken his magic weapon. His face changed and wanted to explain. But Chen Hao then said: I don't want to use it all. Give me a piece and be angry.

I know Chen Hao wants to make some for the eclosion field so that the chopped immortal gourd has a mother root.

Last time, he took a piece of innate spiritual root from the abyss of the divine world. He found that he would die if he took it down. It can be seen that he can't just get one. The old sage has a unique piece in his hand.

Chen Hao has discretion in his work, and he doesn't need discretion now.

The old sage just hesitated a little. Chen Hao's voice was cold and hummed from his throat: why, don't you want to?