Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1058: Unborn Child

The old man of the Styx laughed at the other end. This guy was always gloomy, and even his smile at normal times looked like a sneer.

He said in a casual tone, "The ancestor cultivated in the sea of ​​blood. Some time ago, he saw a child who was aborted by his cruel mother and uncle before he was born. The child's fate, talent, and bones were all extraordinary. It seems that he was once a general in the Heavenly Court, and had made great military achievements for the Heavenly Court to rule the three realms. Normally, if he were reincarnated, he would have a bright future. Unfortunately, the time for reincarnation was too early, and now everything is possible.

The ancestor was kindhearted and could not bear to see others being wronged. He thought a loyal minister and a good general should not have such an end, so he gave the unborn child a chance to be born again."

Haotian's tone was calm: "What connection do the wandering ghosts in the sea of ​​blood have with me? They are nothing more than unborn, unborn evil offspring."

"Hahahaha—I've done meritorious service for you. Three thousand five hundred years ago, I led an army to subjugate the monsters of the North Sea and was seriously injured. Two thousand seven hundred years ago, I went to Kunlun Yuxu Palace to be punished in your place. Haotian, is this how you treat your meritorious officials? The ancestor committed all kinds of evil and killed countless people, but even the ancestor found your actions chilling."

Haotian said expressionlessly: "I can give you the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag."

Minghe sneered: "You want me to be with that Deng."

In the middle of his words, Minghe quickly paused because he had a premonition that if he said the full name with malicious intent, the owner of the name would notice it.

A junior who has been in the Dao for less than a hundred years, even if he is a direct descendant of a saint, the reincarnation of a legendary great power, should not have cultivated to this level! At present, this kind of situation usually occurs in great powers of the same level or slightly higher.

Is Deng Chanyu already at the same level as me, or even a level higher than me?

Minghe can control 480 million Blood God Sons at the same time. He can be said to be the number one micro-control master in the prehistoric world. He reacts very quickly and changes his words immediately.

"Your Majesty wants me to compete with that junior disciple? What a calculated plan."

Haotian sneered, as if laughing at Minghe's cowardice.

The two sides exchanged sharp words and argued for a few more sentences.

They didn't seem to be talking about a deal, but it seemed like they were talking about a deal.

Minghe stopped talking about the child and changed the subject: "The ancestor has a set of skills that can directly reach the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. This time, we can use it to exchange for Yang Mei's corpse."

This time it was Haotian who sneered: "Old man, your hysteria hasn't healed yet?"

"What do you mean by your Majesty's words?"

"Everyone in the prehistoric world knows this. You were inspired by Senior Sister Nuwa's disciples to awaken your inner demons, completely destroying your original path. What kind of skills do you have now? They're all imaginary, right?"

Haotian felt that he was wasting his time, so he wanted to strangle the Blood God to death and end this boring conversation.

Minghe recited two verses of Taoist scriptures from a distance. He listened attentively, savored them carefully, and found that there was actually some truth in them.

Minghe continued, "What is right and what is wrong? Is there a hidden side to the great path you uphold and practice? You think the ancestor has been possessed by a demon, that he's lost his mind, but don't you actually have demons within you? Isn't this a demon that you've been seeking and failing to obtain for millions of years? How can you, the Supreme of the Three Realms, be any better than the ancestor?"

Haotian did not hesitate. He exerted force with his fingers, strangled the Blood God Son to death, and cut off the communication between the two parties.

Taoism and demons are entangled with each other. The deeper one goes on the path of Taoism, the heavier the demonic nature becomes. He has always known this problem.

Was he possessed by a demon? He thought not. His heart had always been firm. Nothing, not even Yang Chan's child or the old ancestor of the Styx, could stop him from achieving the Dao of Primordial Chaos!

"Uncle, where are you? I'm so cold, my face is gone. Uncle, you made me born early and ruined my chance..."

Amidst the thunder, a thin and small bloody man walked out. His facial features and gender could not be seen clearly. In his palm was a small ball of flesh the size of a fingernail, which seemed to be still wriggling.

Haotian was even more brutal than Deng Chanyu. Deng Chanyu at least pinched a few small animals with sincerity, but he just raised his hand and swung a sword.

The Haotian Sword, Haotian Mirror and Haotian Tower are all named after him. He often said that these were magic weapons specially refined for him by the Taoist Ancestor. In fact, they were not that advanced, but not bad either. They were treasures he refined himself under the guidance of Hongjun when he was a Taoist child.

At this moment, a sword was slashed out, and the blood man turned into blood plasma. The sound stopped abruptly. Haotian took a few more glances and it seemed that this Blood God Son was very different from the ordinary Blood God Son.

"Playing tricks." He left a comment and continued walking forward.

He passed through the Ten Thousand Thunder Cliffs and came to a wilderness where weak water was constantly gushing out from the ground. Weak water was extremely poisonous to immortals. It not only eroded their magic power, but also harmed their Taoist body and destroyed their foundation.

The weak water here is like a fountain, spraying three feet high. If you are touched by a drop, a hundred years of cultivation will be melted away.

You must avoid it, but the problem is that you can't see the direction of the earth veins clearly, and you don't know where the next weak water will gush out from. It may be very far away, or it may be very close.

Haotian felt a little regretful for giving up on Zhong Huangzi so early, but after he identified the direction, he still walked forward firmly.

The Wind-Avoidance Technique modified with the power of merit is extremely powerful. For Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao, after using the Wind-Avoidance Technique, the remaining Void Wind is only at the level of a level three or four wind faced by an ordinary person.

"My sister is really smart, I can't compare to her." Yunxiao praised her and felt that the new wind-avoidance method she modified was of infinite use.

Deng Chanyu was too embarrassed to say that this was the result of her own modification with the power of merit. She just said a few words to accept the praise, and then continued to work on her own things.

The Mechanical Nine Infants was too tall. Although its hundred-foot-long body looked mighty, it was a bit cumbersome in the strong wind. She made modifications on the spot. At this time, the Mechanical Nine Infants had entered the P2 stage. The original four wooden legs and tail were retracted and replaced by eight wooden wheels wrapped in tracks.

In this state, the mechanical Jiuying can climb mountains and wade through water as if it were walking on flat ground, and its reduced height also reduces wind resistance.

Deng Chanyu concentrated on carpentry work, while Yunxiao was responsible for killing people.

The Blood God Son really has the characteristics of a cockroach. At this moment, he was like a madman, jumping out from all directions to stop them.

Yunxiao likes this kind of situation where he can just draw his sword and kill. No nonsense, no need to consider the camp issues, no need to consider the distinction between good and evil, just kill and it's done.

In addition to killing the enemies, Yunxiao still had time to look at the surrounding scenery.

Deng Chanyu came here to retrieve the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and Yunxiao came here for her own travels, to fill up 99% of the exploration level of Honghuang. At this time, the scenery along the way is a treasure to her.

Deng Chanyu likes this kind of partner who doesn’t want anything the most. Just drinking some northwest wind can satisfy his needs. Everyone gets what they need, which is great.

(End of this chapter)