Honghuang: I became the younger brother of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit

Chapter 145
The power of heaven unfolded, and the space went straight to the lunar star.

Now that the Lich is not here, Wang Shu also returned to Taiyin Star to take care of it at that time, and he felt a little alive for a while.

However, as soon as Saint Hongjun's words came out, he was rejected again with stern words, leaving no room for regret.

After all, Wang Shu came out of the Taiyin star, the current Lord of Taiyin, and also a quasi-sage strongman, with a high heart, to help Haotian divide the yin and yang?Is he worthy?

Next is the Goddess Gushe (ye, four tones). This is the goddess transformed from the innate vitality of Chenggushe Mountain. She is the natural master of Gushe Mountain. , not half interested at all.

Next, there are the only two big Luo female immortals under the sect of Jiejiao, the Holy Mother of Jinling and Fairy Yunxiao.

But Taoist Tongtian is so arrogant, how can he let his most proud disciple work for this janitor boy?
"Sage, please stop saying this. Jin Ling Tong'er and Yun Xiao Tong'er are dedicated to seeking the Tao, and they are not interested in such things."

For a while, Zixiao Palace was quite silent.

Several saints looked cold, while Haotian looked embarrassed, even a little bit ashamed, and secretly made up his mind that when he is alone in the heaven, he will definitely give you a good look.

Saint Hongjun's wishful thinking was all in vain, and after thinking about it, he asked in a deliberative tone: "How about the Dragon Queen of the East China Sea Dragon Palace?"

The Dragon Empress is the Lady of the Dragon Emperor who met Chen Yang, she was also born as an innate true dragon, in the realm of Da Luo, and the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas have to call this Grandma Grandma according to their seniority.

However, is it possible to invite such a highly respected figure of the older generation to support Haotian?

It is almost unnecessary for the Nuwa Empress, who knows the Dragon Queen, to speak, Tong Tian has already interrupted.

"The Dragon Queen came out from the ancient times. She was the master of the Dragon Queen's palace in the previous generation. She was in charge of the Dragon Clan. She has the power to calm the world. She has a lot to do with it. The saint should not consider it."

Jin'ao Island is in the East China Sea. If you really ask Long Hou about this matter, then he will lose face in the future!
This is very blunt, compared to the mighty virtue of the Dragon Queen, Haotian has no virtue, it just occupies the "Innate Emperor" that's all.

Haotian's white jade-like complexion flushed instantly, and he lowered his head.

"Then, how about the Xuannv under the Queen Mother of the West, I remember that this girl has already completed Taiyi, if she can advance to Daluo, she can also control the Heavenly Court with Haotian?" Hong Jun was also thinking about who to choose.

All of you quasi-Sage Daluos are not good enough, so you can only make up your minds in the half-step Daluo and Taiyi realms that are about to break through.

"Saint, let's stop thinking about it for now. This girl admires my disciple Chenyang, and she won't agree to such a thing, lest there will be rumors in the wild." Tongtian Saint said again, and the reason is still special.

Just because someone likes your apprentice, you won't let him come out to work?

However, what is even more surprising is that after hearing this weird reason, several saints nodded their heads in agreement.

If Chen Yangzi, who disturbed the prehistoric world, is the emperor of heaven, then it is natural for the above-mentioned people to divide Yin and Yang for him. You, Haotian, are a magical thing. What kind of virtues do you have, what can you do, and you are worthy of this Dry?
He has been in Honghuang for so many years. From Xuanxian to today's quasi-sage, which time did he not do something big to convince everyone in Honghuang? Let's forget about you, Haotian. We Honghuang people and you Zixiao Palace The boy of birth is not familiar.

For a while, the atmosphere cooled down again.

"Forget it, since there is no suitable candidate, the old Taoist will use the law of heaven to reshape the goddess who can regulate yin and yang in one day. After she succeeds, let her go to find you and take control of the heaven together!" Saint Hongjun made the final decision.

"Thank you Daozu." Without further ado, Haotian lay down on the ground and kowtowed.

At the critical moment, it is still reliable.

"Since the Lord of the Heavenly Court has been chosen, Haotian will handle the rest of the matter for you. I believe the saints will help you." Ancestor Hongjun nodded and said.

Regarding this, the saints said "um", and there was no further text.

Didn't say whether to help or not.

"In that case, let's retreat!"

After the words fell, the six saints were sent out of Zixiao Palace by an irresistible force. Standing in the chaos, they got acquainted with each other, felt a little horrified, and then set up their holy lights and left.

Only Haotian was left on the spot looking at the few people with hatred, and sacrificed an eight-story pagoda, protecting it on the top, full of grief and indignation, and went out of the chaos, secretly deciding in his heart that he must give the Six Sages a good look. .

In this way, walking slowly all the way, Haotian finally came out of chaos.

However, before he could appreciate the great rivers and mountains bestowed upon him by Hongjun Daozu, there was already a Taoist figure standing in front of him, holding a divine sword and wearing a dragon-patterned green robe, looking at him calmly.

When Haotian saw this person, he remembered that he didn't know Honghuangdao yet, so he quickly said, "This fellow Taoist, I'm lonely."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow of a fist hit him in the face.

Dodging carefully, the anger that Haotian had held back all the way finally vented out, sternly yelling, he was about to sacrifice the top innate spirit treasure of the 48th floor of the Haotian Tower.

"You look for."

But before he finished speaking, he saw the man drew his sword and slashed without saying a word.

Roads of purple sword energy flashed with dreamy colors, Haotian couldn't dodge in time, and was directly cut into the flesh by a sword.

Jin Keyu, he was born to be restrained by Chen Yang, who was born in the gold industry.

Regardless of the loss of life energy, Haotian spit out a mouthful of life essence, and the Haotian tower emitted Haotian clear light, firmly protecting himself.

And with the injection of life energy into the pagoda, its own aura also changed at this moment, his eyes were cold, like the incarnation of heaven, and his cultivation base was even more comparable to that of the late quasi-sage. With a big hand, he crushed the streaks of purple sword energy.

"The power of heaven? That's really the case."

Chen Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he murmured.

"Death." Just as he was looking at Haotian, he saw that the cold-eyed man uttered golden words, and a word "death" came out from the source of the way of heaven. On Chen Yang, it is difficult to dodge.

"Hmph, a mere Jinkou Yuyan Daoshu that seals the power of heaven wants my life? A joke." Chen Yang sneered, Zhengyang Sword stimulated the power of restraint, and the boundless pure Yang Qi swayed, forming roads full of vitality The dense purple qi dissolves all evil forces.

Chen Yang kept walking, took a step forward, and swung his sword to kill, as if returning to the ruins, the power of destruction devoured everything, and the power of the heavenly way couldn't help but retreat in front of him.

A sword shattered the word "death", Chen Yang held the sword forward again, and the sword pointed directly at Haotian's throat.

In the midst of this life and death crisis, Haotian's aura, which was originally indifferent, suddenly declined, and then grew wildly, with golden and purple eyes, boundless majesty.

"Hong Jun."

Only in time to utter this exclamation, the Zhengyang sword flew out, Chenyang's body was shattered, and everything was directly destroyed by the power of the saint, not even a trace of Yuanshen remained.

(End of this chapter)