In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Resurrection from the dead, the king returns!

Wang Hao, can actually reverse yin and yang and rewrite life and death?

Is this the peerless magical power of Yuanshi Tianzun?

At this moment, even Wang Meng, who had entered the realm of Earthly Immortal for many years, was filled with shock.

For a moment, he even suspected that this was his own illusion.

But the facts were right before his eyes.

"call--"

Wang Meng exhaled softly, and his only emotion was: "As expected of him, he is the first of all ages, the first saint of the Three Pure Ones. The magical powers of Yuanshi Tianzun are beyond our imagination."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Hao with an extremely complicated expression.

  At this moment, he finally understood what Third Grandpa meant by "the realm cannot be penetrated"!

The cycle of life and death, the control of yin and yang, this is the correct way to completely reverse the heaven and earth, and it is also the ultimate control of the way of yin and yang and the way of life and death!

It is hard to imagine that the person who displayed such supernatural powers was just a young man who had only embarked on the path of cultivation for ten days.

His realm is even at the Vajra realm, and he has not yet escaped from the mortal realm!

This was the first time Wang Hao used the magical power of the Yin-Yang Seal, and his face looked a little pale.

He covered his head, his steps seemed quite staggering, and he said with a difficult smile: "Master, I need to rest for a while. I, I feel dizzy."

"Rest well and don't be distracted, so as not to hurt your origin." Wang Meng said with concern, and at the same time called out: "Wang Dong, you should accompany Wang Hao back to the Mustard Seed Cave Heaven. Your performance just now was very good! You did not panic in the face of danger, and you were quite like a great general, very good."

"I will arrange for you to comprehend the Heaven-reaching Divine Fire Pillar. But at this moment, you need to clear the four directions and set up the formation to prevent any sneak attacks from villains. As the owner of the fourth-grade magical power, you resonate with the ancient fire god Zhurong, and you act so decisively. You must be the target of those bandits, so you must be extremely cautious."

"Thank you for your concern, patriarch." Wang Dong spoke softly and helped Wang Hao step into the Mustard Seed Cave.

When all the younger generations of the family who had gone through this training had returned to the cave, the gentle smile on Wang Meng's face slowly disappeared.

The crackling sound of lightning moved around him, and the sky seemed to dim a little at this moment.

The roar of thunder resounded through the sky, and lightning flashed.

Wang Hao leaped into the sea of ​​clouds and slowly closed his five fingers.

Deep in his palm, there seemed to be a sea of ​​thunder brewing.

"You lowly fellows, how dare you lay your hands on the descendants of my Wang Clan of Langya!"

"Give it all to me and go to hell!!"

  Grim words filled with murderous intent burst out, and a roaring ocean of thunder instantly swept across Juelong Ridge like a wave, and everything within a radius of thousands of miles was swallowed up by the lightning!

All life was annihilated and turned into dust by the killing divine thunder.

With Wang Dong's help, Wang Hao stepped into the blessed land with great difficulty. He sat on the ground panting and said sincerely, "Thank you so much for what happened just now. If you hadn't acted in time, I wouldn't have had time to use my magical powers and might have died."

"No, no, brother Wang Hao really overestimates me. I was just using my magical powers casually in a panic." Wang Dong said embarrassedly.

“However, this is the first time that I have witnessed Brother Wang Dong’s divine fire technique! It is worthy of the magical power of the ancient fire god Zhurong. It can actually annihilate the sea and burn the void. It is really powerful!” There was a bit of longing in Wang Hao’s words.

Wang Dong's expression changed slightly. After thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and said carefully: "Wang Hao, you and I hit it off right away. We are destined to be together. I will tell you the truth." "Now, I am still in the mortal realm of Vajra. I have never shed my mortal body and mastered supernatural powers! An assassin is at least a master level, and has entered the free and easy realm, which means he is at least above the third level! I was able to beat him in the supernatural power contest purely because of a treasure left by my ancestors."

treasure?

There was a look of curiosity in Wang Hao's eyes.

At this time, Wang Dong had a broken blade in his hand that was glowing with glazed fire.

The heat is boiling, the void is twisting, the edges are flashing, and it is filled with the breath of antiquity and time.

The moment he saw the broken blade, Wang Hao felt extremely familiar with it and blurted out subconsciously: "This is the Burning Heaven Blade of the Fire God Zhurong."

  Ok?

How did I know about the "Burning Sky Blade"?

  Could it be that when Master had the epiphany, he also gave me a lot of insights?

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts emerged in Wang Hao's mind.

Wang Dong nodded slightly and said softly: "According to my father, our lineage has the inheritance of the ancient Zhurong clan. This broken blade is the treasure of our family! My grandfather gave it to my father, and my father passed it to me!"

Wang Hao's eyes were filled with envy. "At the end of the ancient times, the Heaven Palace fell, and all the gods were annihilated! Endless divine weapons and many inheritances were destroyed in that great war. You are able to wield the divine weapons of the past, even if they are fragments, it is far better than many ordinary people."

"Brother Wang Hao, tell me the truth." Wang Dong suddenly lowered his voice with great caution: "This broken blade of Zhurong in our family is not handed down from ancient times. It is an ancient formation that my grandfather realized under the guidance of a Taoist priest."

"Through this ancient formation, we can communicate with the gods and ask them to grant us a way!!"

"This broken blade of Zhurong was given to me by my grandfather at the request of Zhurong."

Ask God for help?

There was a sudden look of surprise in Wang Hao's eyes.

He said incredulously: "Legend has it that after Zhuanxu opened the heaven and earth, the shackles of heaven and earth were put out, and the gods and Buddhas have been in hiding since then, and there are almost no traces of ancient gods in the world! Who is that Taoist who can actually break the shackles of heaven and earth with a formation and ask the gods for a way?"

"I don't know, my grandfather didn't tell me. When he was dying, he taught us the formation and cruelty." Wang Dong seemed to have thought of something and said expectantly: "Brother Wang Hao, you are the descendant of the Original Great Heavenly Venerable. Look, how about I teach you the formation, and you see if you can ask the Original Great Heavenly Venerable for a method!"

"The Heaven Palace fell, and all gods were annihilated! Even an ancient god like Zhu Rong might not be spared! After all, my grandfather saw the endless burning sun through the formation! Perhaps Zhu Rong has fallen and turned into the sun! Therefore, my grandfather was able to obtain the divine weapon without seeing him!"

"However, as one of the oldest gods, the Original Great Celestial Lord must exist."

"As his successor, perhaps you can ask for a try!"

Ask the Heavenly Lord for help?

Wang Hao's heart started beating fast.

At this moment, a whisper sounded in his ear: "Promise him!" (End of this chapter)