Chapter 450: : Three Thousand Avenue respects time
Xu Haotian didn't take care of the gold fire of the washing industry, but in fact he was already a little overwhelmed.
At this moment, in his sea of knowledge, a purple-gold crescent made up of countless small runes appeared.
The whole crescent is purple-gold, and at first glance, it is just an ordinary crescent. However, if you use the divine sense to discern it carefully, you will find that it is composed of hundreds of millions of tiny runes.
The mysterious crescent, quietly suspended in his mind. At the same time, Xu Haotian was amazed by the vast and powerful aura spilling out of it.
He was originally a body of divine consciousness, but he could show facial features, arms, and thighs. This is the infinitely reduced version of Xu Haotian.
He turned around the crescent, and couldn't help it, so he touched the crescent with his hand.
bump!
Crescent Moon exploded!
In an instant, he just felt thunderous in his mind!
"The world of martial arts, only fast is not broken. Three thousand avenues, respect time!"
Xu Haotian's mind echoed in a vast voice that seemed to come from eternity.
At the same time, a huge stream of information flooded into his memory frantically.
In this scene, everyone saw their eyes widened, their mouths open, and their faces were incredible.
"What is that? What exactly are those runes?"
"Stupid, I don't know, that must be the treasure that Haotian obtained from the Crypt Rock Dragon. At this time, the final inheritance should be in progress."
"I'm going, that's the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor!"
"If anyone gets it, they will become a spotlight."
There is no shortage of people who know how to do things in the crowd. At this time, seeing this situation, they suddenly breathed, and the color of greed in their eyes was full.
Seeing this, Liu Bowen's expression instantly became cold.
"If you want to **** your Majesty's inheritor, kill without mercy!"
The icy voice sounded, making Huang Zhong, Bai Ze, Sha Wujing, Feng Liang and Liu Bei who had just arrived all look awe-inspiring, and at the same time they became highly alert.
"Ah, no matter what, instead of admiring jealousy and hatred here, it is better to fight. The inheritance of the demon ancestor is a matter of no owner. Whoever gets it counts!"
I didn't know who it was, and suddenly roared.
As soon as this sound fell, an emperor madly danced a magic weapon, sitting cross-legged in the void, and was killed by Xu Haotian, who was wrapped in countless runes.
"That's mine, don't grab it!"
"What are you talking about, the treasure of the Demon Ancestor is home to those with virtue!"
"Go on, grab, grab those runes!"
For a time, the emperors could no longer bear the temptation of the treasure of the Demon Ancestor. One by one, as if they had been beaten up with blood, they seemed to have forgotten the heavily guarded Sha Wujing nearby, and they rushed out in an instant.
"Bold dog thief, there are really people who are not afraid of death. Those who dare to disturb my majesty, kill without mercy!"
Sha Wujing roared wildly and burst out. At the moment of rushing out, an extremely heavy Zen stick was held in his hands and swept out without hesitation.
"Go away, don't stop me, you travelers!"
"Start, that is the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor, even if it is not against me, I will not give up."
"Ah, for the inheritance of the demon ancestor, I'm fighting it!"
Everyone has been blinded by the huge temptation, and in their eyes, their lives are no longer important.
So in the face of the extremely powerful Sha Wujing, no one flinched.
The final result is that everything becomes minced meat.
However, the power of human greed is endless, and as more and more monks join the ranks of the scramble, screaming sounds one after another. Broken arms, broken legs fly all over the sky. This place instantly turned into Shura hell!
Xu Haotian's consciousness gradually woke up. He opened his eyes and found that what caught his eye was a purple and gold color. The surroundings were even quieter and there was no sound.
