Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 153 [In the Quasi-Saint Stage, Duobao was humiliated]

Another portion fell on the Queen Mother and was also absorbed by her.

After Haotian absorbed the golden light of merit, his aura became deeper, and in an instant, he broke through to the quasi-sage stage.

I saw Haotian taking out the Haotian Mirror, the top innate spiritual treasure given by Dao Ancestor, and a terrifying aura came out of the Haotian Mirror. The majestic aura poured out without any reservation.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was next to him, was a late-stage quasi-sage, so he was naturally not afraid. However, in the Yaochi Holy Land, apart from the disciples of the saint, they were all Taiyi Golden Immortals or loose immortals in the Golden Immortal realm.

These people were swept away by the majestic momentum of the Quasi-Saint Stage. Many of them fell to the ground and looked extremely frightened.

Especially everyone in the west, except for Medicine Buddha and Maitreya, fell to the ground in great distress.

On Jie Jiao's side, Taoist Duobao's eyes were about to burst. Under the momentum of the Quasi-Sage Stage, not only Taiyi Golden Immortal, but also Daluo Golden Immortal would surrender. Everyone on Jie Jiao's side was staggering.

However, compared to the scattered immortals in the prehistoric times, they each took out their own spiritual treasures to resist, thus avoiding the embarrassing situation.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yan snorted coldly, gently lifted his sleeves, and an invisible force of energy resisted in front of everyone in the Chan Cult, blocking all the power emanating from Haotian. Of course, he did not forget his friend Xuandu. It enveloped him.

For a time, among the tens of thousands of immortals in the entire Yaochi Holy Land, only Zhen Yuanzi, the Queen Mother, and the others remained calm-faced, while the others were miserable.

This breath lasted for dozens of breaths, but Haotian suddenly shouted softly.

"cut!"

On the Haotian Mirror, white light appeared repeatedly, turning into a man wearing a Confucian robe. This man had almost the same temperament as Haotian.

"The poor Taoist Taihao has seen me."

"You and I are one, no need to be polite."

The usual rules seem silly, but they are envied by tens of thousands of immortals. Among these tens of thousands of immortals, everyone dreams that one day they will have the opportunity to say this.

But this is simply impossible. It is almost impossible for them to reach the quasi-sage level, and everyone knows this well.

After Haotian succeeded in beheading the corpse, he faced the immortals with an apologetic expression.

"Everyone, I just made a breakthrough in cultivation and my momentum cannot be restrained. Don't be surprised."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Zhang Yan didn't say anything, and his expression didn't show any emotion. Instead, he gave Haotian a deep look.

Over the past ten thousand years, Haotian has become the Lord of Heaven. It seems that he has learned a lot of things that others don't know, but Zhang Yan doesn't know.

There is no such thing as being unable to suppress the advancement of the quasi-sage realm. At this level, if you don't want to break through, you can just hold it back for hundreds of millions of years.

The rules of heaven have just been established, and some people here will definitely be dissatisfied. At this time, using the merits of heaven to advance to the quasi-sage, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed his terrifying cultivation level to shut up these guys.

The emperor's mental skills are so powerful that many people even think that Haotian really can't suppress his cultivation, but not only Zhang Yan, I think the saint's disciples all know this well.

But again, with Haotian's cultivation here, even if they were dissatisfied, they wouldn't say anything.

"No wonder Haotian can cause the gods to measure calamity. His scheming is really deep. In other words, his desire to control the ancient world is too great."

Zhang Yan shook his head and ignored it.

The Conferring God Calamity is a calamity of Xuanmen. It does not mean that it will not be opened without Haotian. When the great calamity comes, everything is determined by God. If one Haotian is solved, the Conferring God Calamity can be prevented.

No matter how many lives Haotian has, they are not enough to die.

"Hmph!" Taoist Duobao almost spurted out his blood. Under the sudden burst of Haotian's momentum, he held on for a few breaths in order not to lose face, and then used Lingbao Mysterious to resist.

However, he was only at the peak level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and even counting his breaths could seriously injure him.

Duobao's tendency to cherish Yuyi is destined to make him suffer.

After Taoist Duobao regained his inner breath slightly, he stood up directly with the disciples of Jie Jiao, "Haotian, since the Pantao Conference is over, we won't stay any longer."

After saying that, Taoist Duobao ignored Haotian's reaction and left with everyone.

Haotian's face was as gloomy as water. He had never said any final words. This Taoist Duobao didn't want to stay at all, but doing this was a bit disrespectful to Haotian.

"In this case, I won't give it away."

Haotian waved his sleeves, not only did he not see them off, but even the immortal officials did not see them off.

"hateful!"

Upon seeing this, Taoist Duobao whipped up a strong wind in Yaochi Holy Land and led all the junior disciples towards Nantianmen.

"Humph!"

A cold light flashed in Haotian's eyes, and he slapped the jade table with his big hand. A force of air spread throughout the Yaochi Holy Land, calming down the evil wind that was swirling by Taoist Duobao. At the same time, it also calmed down the strong wind that was carrying Taoist Duobao.

Immediately, everyone in Jiejiao, who lost the power of the wind and waves, fell directly from the air, almost hitting the ground.

"Haotian, how dare you do this."

Taoist Duobao glared at Haotian, endless anger flashing in his eyes.

"This place is an important place in heaven. You are disciples of a saint. How can you be so rude?"

Haotian was furious, pointing at Taoist Duobao and shouting angrily.

"you!"

Taoist Duobao stepped forward suddenly, but was hurriedly held back by Zhao Gongming behind him.

"Senior Brother Duobao, forget it, let's go back and find the master to make the decision."

Seeing Taoist Duobao step forward, isn't this self-inflicted? Haotian's power just exploded, it was a real quasi-sage power.

"Humph!"

Taoist Duobao restrained his anger, his face was as dark as if it was dripping water, he turned around and walked towards Nantianmen. He had already thought about how to tell the Tongtian leader about Haotian's fault.

Guangchengzi spoke in a low voice: "This Taoist Duobao must be a fool, and he is so blatant that he doesn't show mercy to Haotian."

Zhang Yan curled his lips, Haotian's purpose was obvious, wasn't it just to take this opportunity to suppress the disciples of the three religions, but Guangchengzi was wrong. It wasn't that Duobao was stupid, but that Haotian was really scheming.

It was only with the protection of Zhang Yan that Guangchengzi and others were not humiliated by Haotian. If not, this time Haotian suppressed the disciples of the three religions, and Chanjiao would not be able to escape.

Zhang Yan slowly stood up, faced Haotian, cupped his hands and said, "In this case, we will leave first. I would like to thank the Jade Emperor for his hospitality."

Facing Zhang Yan, Haotian immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "Tianzun Daoyan can go alone. If you are free in the future, you can come to the heaven for a walk."

Comparison is harmful. Facing the Jiejiao people, Haotian is not at all so pleasant.

(End of this chapter)