Chapter 250 Abusing the Goddess of the Dirty Eyes

Yang Haotian frowned slightly.

With Zhongzhou Daoyu as the center, the Daoyu that borders it are Beihai Daoyu, Nanjiang Daoyu, Dongsheng Daoyu and Xitu Daoyu.

Bordering the Dongsheng Dao Domain is the Dongji Dao Domain;

Bordering the Xitu Dao Territory is the West Desert Dao Territory.

In the Western Desert Dao Domain, where Sanskritism prevails, it is a Buddhist land.

White Tiger Shangguo, Dazentian, Tianxiang Sect, Jing Clan, etc. are among the top forces in the West Desert Taoism.

"Um?"

Yang Haotian's eyes moved, feeling like he was being spied on.

"I seem to be being followed?"

As early as in the secret realm of the Holy Tomb, Yang Haotian had this vague feeling.

But at that time, he was preoccupied with many things and was too busy fighting to be distracted.

Take some time off now.

He suddenly felt clearly:

"This breath is not unfamiliar, I seem to have seen it before..."

It’s Panhong Holy Mountain!

Take over Nie Honglian's Hokkaido forces!

Why are the people from Panhong Holy Mountain following me?

A cold light flashed in Yang Haotian's eyes.

"Tsk!"

Ten feet away, the void was like paper, torn apart at will.

A figure in a red dress walked out of the space passage:

"I didn't expect that you would discover me so soon. It doesn't matter, I don't have to pretend anymore."

The woman in a red dress, with black hair like a waterfall, and a pair of deep and enchanting eyes with flashing eyes, stared at Yang Haotian quietly:

"This is not our first meeting, but you probably haven't noticed me. My name is Chang Xiaodie."

"Chang Xiaodie? The Goddess with Chaotic Eyes?"

Yang Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Chang Xiaodie giggled:

"I'm honored that Young Master Yang actually knows me. In that case, how about making a deal?"

Yang Haotian said calmly:

"I have no interest in trading, let alone trading with you. You have given me a very bad impression. If you don't want to die, leave immediately. I can pretend I have never met you."

The feeling of being followed made him unhappy.

But what made him even more unhappy was the way Chang Xiaodie looked at him.

The feeling of looking down, like staring at prey and being able to manipulate it at will, reminded Yang Haotian of the feeling of being looked down upon by a golden lion.

Those are not good memories.

But obviously, Chang Xiaodie doesn't know this. Even if she knows, she doesn't care:

"Yang Haotian, there is something in you that interests me. If nothing else, it should be a fragment, a fragment with extraordinary potential and amazing energy. You..."

Boom!

Before she could finish her words, an overwhelming amount of terrifying fist power surged forward.

Yang Haotian moved in an instant and flashed beside her, with eight outlines of the world swirling around him.

"Boom!"

The chaotic-eyed goddess was sent flying a hundred feet away by Yang Haotian's punch.

She looked shocked.

Although she is very strong, she has never had an opponent since she came out of the ban.

But Yang Haotian's strength still surprised her.

"It seems that the Chaos Body is stronger than I thought. We don't have much time, so we must deal with him as soon as possible."

The eyes of the goddess with chaotic eyes flickered.

Things like that on the Chaos Body can be sensed as long as they reach the ninth level of the Secret Realm of the Shrine.

She believes that if Yang Haotian appears here, it won't be long before the pink Buddha of Da Chantian and the leader of Tianxiang Sect will take notice and come to seize the treasure!

She must...

"Boom!"

Her thoughts were directly interrupted by Yang Haotian.

Yang Haotian waved his fists, and his arms were like two dragons exerting force. The surging fist force came towards her like a violent storm.

A sneer appeared on Yang Haotian's face:

"I would also like to thank Miss Xiaodie for allowing me to express my depression. Come on, let's see how long you can hold off!"

In the secret realm of the Holy Tomb, although Yang Haotian had many adventures, he gained astonishingly.

But the process is really not smooth.

The Shroud Master, the Golden Lion, the Peacock Taoist, the Xuantian Sect Master, etc., one after another, made him feel tremendous pressure.

The huge awareness of strength brought him a lot of psychological depression.

This depression reached its peak when the tomb beast appeared.

The reason why Yang Haotian was able to refine Emperor Que's Divine Mace and temporarily control it had a certain role in this feeling of grievance.

He smashed the tomb beast's head with his mace, releasing a lot of this depressed energy.

But there is a small part left that cannot be vented.

Results now.

As soon as he returned to the Three Thousand Dao Realm, Chang Xiaodie, the Goddess with Chaotic Eyes, appeared.

Yang Haotian was embarrassed to be polite to this "good man" who came to her door.

Explode!

Damn her!

The poor goddess with chaotic eyes, she thought she was hunting, but unexpectedly she became the prey.

And it’s the worst kind——

She has completely become Yang Haotian's punching bag!

Cathartic tool man!

And this tool man is actually quite suitable.

A tool man whose level is too low and whose strength is too weak can be destroyed with one punch, which is not enough.

The tool man who is too strong and can reach the Immortal Realm is too tiring to fight.

Chang Xiaodie is just right, the ninth level of the secret realm of the shrine, and there is still a missing version of the Tao Principle.

When Yang Haotian fights, it's a smooth fight.

Soon.

Chang Xiaodie was panting and screaming:

"Impossible! How can the Chaos Body be so strong?"

"I have obviously fully activated the state of suppression, but the ninth level of the secret realm of the shrine is still not the opponent of the Chaos Body?"

The goddess with chaotic eyes was stunned, her eye skills almost failed.

Yang Haotian's whole body was filled with energy and divine light. The light was blazing and dazzling.

His golden fists, like two balls of golden divine fire, scattered the pupil skills, magic weapons, and magical powers of the goddess of chaotic pupils.

Yang Haotian's speed was too fast.

He used the eight world outlines to move instantly, just like a ghost.

"Boom!"

Chang Xiaodie shot out backwards, with a bang, the whole person was embedded in the sky, and the space was hit by spider-web-like cracks.

Her face was pale, and there was blood on the corners of her mouth.

Puff.

The two proud magic weapons, with dim light, fell under her.

"Miss Chang Xiaodie, can you tell me, how is Nie Honglian doing in your Panhong Holy Mountain?"

Yang Haotian's depression was completely relieved, and his whole body was comfortable, and he asked with a smile.

"She... she is very good... The Prison-Suppressing Saint Body is rare in ancient times, and she has been vigorously cultivated by the Saint Ancestor!"

Thinking of Nie Honglian.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Chang Xiaodie's eyes.

This time to the Holy Tomb Secret Realm, Nie Honglian also followed.

If Chang Xiaodie hadn't had the advantage of pupil skills.

I'm afraid she would have become the follower.

"Well, it seems that you are very jealous of her. With you around, she will have a lot of troubles."

Yang Haotian smiled.

Chang Xiaodie's pupils suddenly shrank, "What are you going to do? I have no grudges with Nie Honglian. I won't hinder her way forward. You..."

Puff!

Blood flashed.

Chang Xiaodie's head flew high.

In her wide-open eyes, the pupils were scattered and full of disbelief.