The gods of the gods

Chapter 1547 Free King Buddha
"It's finally time to advance!" Jiang Hao raised his hand and punched a masquerade purple energy into a star flag, and raised his hand to throw the star flag into the void.Soon the billowing Heavenly Tribulation fell down crazily, and after a while, a flag of stars shining with brilliance flew back to Jiang Hao's hands. The countless stars on the flag were shining with brilliance. Among the banners, countless stars shone brightly.

"It's done, sure enough, the King Grade Immortal Artifact fused with the Primordial Purple Qi can be 100% promoted to the Holy Grade Immortal Artifact!" Jiang Hao couldn't help laughing, but he was not in a hurry to let all the star banners pass the tribulation, but It took a certain amount of time to slowly transform all the star flags into holy artifacts.

There is no way, the birth of the holy artifacts will inevitably lead to a catastrophe of the heavenly monarch. It is fine to refine a few holy artifacts at one time, but hundreds of holy artifacts can be successfully refined at one time. Afraid that the fairy king would be shocked, he wanted to catch himself and get this secret.

It is his limit to be able to block one or two fairy kings right now, and he still has to kneel in front of all the fairy kings in the heavens and myriad worlds.

"It's time to improve my strength." Jiang Hao muttered to himself, 40 years have passed, such a long time is enough for him to consolidate his foundation, and even raise his cultivation to the peak of ten epochs.Right now, he is fully confident that he can defeat the strong men of the twelve epochs, stabilize the foundation and make his own strength stronger, and the Hongmeng Avenue is also more complete, and the origin has grown a lot.

If you look at Jiang Hao's body at this time, you will find that the small primordial world in his body has more than doubled in size, and the primordial source has also doubled.Once he breaks through the eleventh era, his strength will grow much stronger again.

"Then, let's break through!" Jiang Hao spit out a sentence with a flat expression, and suddenly his aura continued to skyrocket. For his own mana, let him quickly stabilize his realm.

After breaking through eleven epochs, Jiang Hao got up and left the place where he had retreated for hundreds of thousands of years. He is now considered a powerful Heavenly Monarch. After waking up, he started to create his own forces and divide his territory. He also had to prepare for himself.

"Although the Hongmeng Realm is good, it matches my title of Hongmeng Daoist, but unfortunately it is not the world I opened up." Jiang Hao looked at the Hongmeng Realm, then shook his head slightly, and gave up his plan to occupy the Hongmeng Realm. It is the root of his fortune and beginning, but it is not the place where he builds his power.

"I want to open up my own world!" Jiang Hao left the Primordial Realm and began to wander around. He wanted to find a new void and create his own world.Only in this way can the origin of the world be integrated with him, and it is the safest place to regard it as his lair.

However, Jiang Hao's luck is not so good. It has been nearly 50 years since the opening of the heavens and worlds. The endless void has already been occupied by many worlds. It is not at all possible to find a void that can open up the world. For such a simple thing, even if some places have not been opened up, they have already become owners.

Jiang Hao was not discouraged either. The endless void was so big that although the heavens and myriad worlds occupied nearly [-]% of it, there would always be room for him to open up, at most it would just take a little more time.For him now, the most important thing is time.

On this day, Jiang Hao was traveling in the sky, walking at random was hundreds of millions of miles away, and the sweeping of spiritual thoughts enveloped the whole world. After a little investigation, he shook his head slightly and turned away. The Chaos Void required.

"Amitabha, fellow Daoist Hongmeng, please stay!" A Buddha's cry sounded faintly in the void, and a monk wearing a golden cassock came out and said slightly.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "The world is free Wang Fo, you and I have never met, I don't know why my friend stopped me?"

World Freedom Wang Fo chuckled and said, "I see Fellow Daoist Hongmeng wandering in the void all these years, but you want to find a place to open up the world? Fellow Daoist is the heavenly king born in this era, and has never opened up his own world. Thinking about it, Fellow Daoist has this thought in his heart now."

(End of this chapter)