Honghuang: I have an invincible dojo

Chapter 245 Another World, Di Jun's Curse!
Chapter 240 Another World, Di Jun's Curse!
Seeing Lin Hao's attitude, Taishang Laozi and others understood his attitude. .

The three looked at each other, and after a brief exchange, Taishang Laozi said to Lin Hao, "In this case, let's pay for it with a saint-level feast."

"It just so happens that we have been running around in the sea of ​​​​chaos for so long, and we also want to get this big meal."

Hearing what he said, Lin Hao nodded, "I don't take advantage of you either. In this way, if you need it in the future, you can ask me to take a shot. Well, I can't leave my dojo for the time being. You can bring the enemy in. Or, if you need anything, come to me."

Anoska lay on the ground, her heart was bleeding.

This lava world is his territory.

But now, this territory is being traded to Lin Hao.

"How do you deal with this guy?"

The guiding Taoist suddenly looked at Anoska.

In their view, Anoska has two greatest values, one is to understand the world he belongs to, and the other is his godhead.

Arnoska's godhead is the largest chaotic god stone they have ever seen.

The value of this piece of sacred stone has already exceeded the price of the sacred stone that Taishang Laozi and the three obtained in Anoska's territory.

And now, one of Anoska's roles has been fulfilled.

Everyone present already had a preliminary understanding of that world.

So now, Arnoska has only one role left.

Being attracted to watch, Anoska felt a severe crisis.

"Whatever you want, I can cooperate."

Arnoska said suddenly.

He looked at Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun and the Taoist guide, "No matter what you want, I will agree!"

Anoska's desire to survive was overwhelming, and he stared at Yuanshi Tianzun and the guiding Taoist, his eyes were full of pleading.

He doesn't want to die. As an ordinary abyss creature, relying on his own efforts to climb up to the position of abyss lord step by step, Anoska's life is very inspirational. He is not afraid of failure, only afraid of death.

For him, as long as he does not die, there is still hope for everything.

"We want your godhead, are you willing?"

Hearing his words, the guiding Taoist looked at Anoska and said lightly.

Wanting Anoska's godhead is equivalent to asking for everything about Anoska.

Just like a prehistoric monk, if he is deprived of the Dao Fruit, it is basically deprived of his life.

The leading Taoist basically did not believe that Anoska would be willing to give up his godhood.

But at this time, Anoska suddenly said, "I am willing!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't even give the Taoist a chance to return, his eyebrows gradually became turbulent.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand, abruptly took the godhead out of his body, and grabbed it in his hand.

Arnoska's aura began to frantically weaken, and he held the godhead in his hand,

Looking at Anoska at this time, no matter whether it was Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Taoist guide, after a moment of surprise, they all burst out with an extremely strong killing intent.

They stared at Anoska.

Anoska, who was about to present her godhead, had a slightly changed expression at this moment.

Naturally, he also felt the terrifying and fierce killing intent in front of him.

Arnoska's expression was a bit bitter.

He looked around.

At this time, Yuan Feng and Kong Xuan had already got up and went to the bar to prepare a saint-level meal. At this time, except for Lin Hao, there were only four saints sitting with Zhen Yuanzi.

At this time, the three saints looked at him with murderous intent.

But the Master Tongtian and Zhen Yuanzi watched from the sidelines.

Only Lin Hao watched all this blankly.

At this moment, Anoska immediately understood that his vitality lay in Lin Hao.

After he put down his godhead, he immediately crawled towards Lin Hao.

"Great existence, I am willing to be your pet's servant, please allow the humble me to serve your pet!"

Anoska originally wanted to be Lin Hao's servant, but when he saw Chaos, his inner desire to survive frantically agitated, making him change his mind directly.

After all, it is easier to be Lin Hao's servant than Chaos's servant.

But upon hearing his words, Lin Hao neither agreed nor refused.

After he glanced at Anoska, he suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed Chaos's head, "Chaos, do you need a servant?"

After Chaos glanced at Anoska, there was a little disdain in his eyes.

Of course it wants a servant, but how can a guy who has lost his cultivation be qualified to be its chaotic servant?

As if he understood the meaning of Chaos, Lin Hao directly added Anoska's godhead with a wave of his hand, and raised his godhead level slightly.

When the level of godhead reached the quasi-sage level, Lin Hao gave up continuing to improve.

Although it is still possible to move up, one is risky, and the other is likely to cause some waste.

After all, Arnoska is just a servant of Chaos.

As for whether Chaos will promote him in the future, that is a matter of Chaos.

"Okay, Chaos, this guy is your servant."

Lin Hao said lightly.

At this moment, Arnoska looked at Lin Hao in shock.

He naturally felt that his strength had not only recovered, but also improved.

"Ok."

Chaos glanced at Anoska, whose strength was equivalent to that of a quasi-sage, and snorted. He was still a little weak, but let's accept it first, and it will be improved later.

And the three Taishang Laozi also lost their killing intent at this time.

After all, Lin Hao's words have already decided Anoska's fate.

And just when Anoska had finally sold himself to seize the sliver of life, in the prehistoric world, the battle between the liches was coming to an end.

On the ground, there are corpses of witches and monsters.

The tragedy on the battlefield was even more tragic than the Longhan catastrophe.

The top ten demon commanders in the heaven were almost completely wiped out, and the patriarchs of countless tribes also fell.

There are countless monster corpses like mountains.

The strength of the entire monster clan is not one in ten.

And the witch clan is not much better, a war witch who is a great witch, who is close to the strength of the great witch, also fell in the battle with the monster clan.

At this time, apart from the positions of the ancestral witches, only sporadic battles were still going on.

Dijun was besieged by eleven Zuwu plus Suiren and Xingtian.

At this time, Di Jun was almost at the end of his battle. There were wounds all over his body. On the whole body, the wounds caused by eleven ancestral witches and the magic fire of Suiren made him look incomparable. the embarrassment.

But Di Jun still didn't care at all.

He looked at Eleventh Patriarch Wu, Suiren and Xing Tian, ​​and finally his eyes fell on Gong Gong and Zhu Rong.

With a weird smile on his face, "It's almost there!"

"Di Jiang, remember what I told you, I hope you don't regret it?"

Di Jun suddenly opened his arms.

Behind him, the Golden Crow Primordial Spirit slowly spread its wings. At this moment, his body seemed to have returned to its peak.

A round of scorching sun bloomed where he was.

Looking at this round of scorching sun, Di Jiang suddenly felt a strong anxiety in his heart.

But at this moment, an obscure voice appeared from Di Jun's mouth, and these voices turned into a symbol and imprinted on Di Jun's body.

Immediately afterwards, the power of catastrophe that originally permeated the prehistoric world instantly rushed to Di Jun's body.

At this time, Di Jun used his soul as a sacrifice and his body as a container for the power of catastrophe.

Countless powers of catastrophe gathered in his body, turning his body into a strange gray.

Then, Di Jun looked at the eleven ancestral witches and Suiren.

"Today, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, with the body of the Golden Crow and the power of the catastrophe, I curse you, like me, to become carriers of the power of the catastrophe and fall during the catastrophe! Hahaha!"

As Di Jun's voice fell, his body instantly turned into fly ash.

And the power of countless calamities poured into the bodies of the eleven ancestral witches and the flintmen.

(End of this chapter)