Honghuang: I persuaded Zulong to retire, and I was expelled from the dragon clan

Sun Wukong couldn't help but gasp!
He had tried his best to overestimate Haotian's strength before, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated it!
He even regretted defecting now.

Facing such a terrifying enemy, his heart sank!

He also realized that the other party obviously did not take him seriously and did not really attack him. Otherwise, with the other party's strength, if the other party wanted to kill him, he would have died a thousand times already!
Ao Xuanjun looked extremely solemn.

He was wondering if he could succeed against such a terrifying opponent.
He knew his own limitations and knew that if they only relied on the people present, they would never be able to replace the Heavenly Court!

Not to mention replacing him, if Haotian came knocking on their doorstep, they wouldn't even be able to deal with it!
At this moment, Ao Xuanjun couldn't help but hesitate whether he should continue.

If we continue, the risk is too great.

He himself is not afraid, but the people following him will be in danger!
After seeing Ao Xuanjun's expression, Xuan Zhen seemed to have guessed his thoughts, smiled at him slowly, and said: "Brother, don't think too much, just do what you want in your heart. If I can't defeat you, Master will naturally send other brothers to help!
I am not the only senior brother of yours who is at the Quasi-Saint level!"

When talking about the latter part, a mysterious smile appeared on Xuanzhen's face.

At this time, he had already guessed that his master was the Mist Hidden Master Ao Yin!
Besides him, his master has four quasi-saint disciples!

He can't beat Haotian alone, but if the five of them work together, is it possible that they still can't beat him?

Of course it’s impossible!
But he naturally would not say these words to Ao Xuanjun at this time.

Just follow his master's arrangements.

His master had a purpose in sending him here at this time, and as his disciple, he just had to obey!
"What? I have other Quasi-Saint brothers?"

Ao Xuanjun was overjoyed when he heard this.

He didn't expect that his father actually had more than one quasi-saint disciple!
This immediately boosted his confidence!

Ao Qingli's face also showed surprise. After all, the Quasi-Sage was the most powerful being under the Saint!

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, there are only a handful of quasi-saints!

As far as she knew, even among those great saintly sects, there were not many quasi-saints!

As for Sun Wukong, Niu Mowang and others, they were even more shocked after hearing Xuan Zhen's words!

They became even more curious about Ao Xuanjun's origins!
At the same time, the pressure that Haotian brought to them was greatly reduced!

If there were more quasi-saints to help, there would be no need to be afraid of Haotian!
After hearing what Ao Xuanjun said, Xuan Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "Junior brother, what's so surprising about this? Master's strength is unimaginable, so what's the point of training a few quasi-saint disciples?
It's a pity that my brothers are too dull to inherit our master's legacy. Otherwise, we would be able to fight even a saint!"

Xuanzhen's tone was full of shame.

This is indeed what he really thinks.

He thought that his master was someone who could fight against Daozu!

And Daozu’s disciples are all saints!
On the other hand, as disciples of the master, their cultivation is only at the level of quasi-saints. Every time Xuan Zhen thinks of this, he feels ashamed of the master's cultivation!

But after hearing Xuan Zhen's words, Ao Xuanjun and others were speechless.

How come the words "quasi-saint" and "dull in talent" appear at the same time?

They felt that Xuanzhen was in Versailles, but they had no evidence. (End of this chapter)