Chapter 904: : Road to the Holy

The power rolling in from the flesh gave Xu Haotian a feeling of being a man again. The washing industry gold fire on his body began to burn violently.

Although he didn't break through the realm of cultivation, the tyrannical aura brought by pushing Gu Yi's sacred body to the fourth floor made Yang Jian and the others stunned.

Majestic Taiyi's eyes were even brighter, and he was shocked: "That rib...is it a holy bone?"

When the Wang family saw this scene in the distance, their eyes were almost staring. Why is this guy's breath so strong? Is it because of that rib?

At this time, in the small world, more and more monks gathered here, and they all stood far away, watching Xu Haotian carefully.

"Is the Holy Emperor Haotian really the reincarnation of an ancestor?"

"Probably so! After all, no one in our Wang family has been able to fuse that rib for more than 100,000 years. But he fuse easily."

"Will the ancestors drive us out of the small world?"

"Then what shall we do next? Shall we fight directly with our ancestors?"

"Until now I believe that the legend is true. Holy Emperor Haotian is really the reincarnation of an ancestor."

The monks talked in low voices, they were all disciples of the Wang family, and they had a kind of respect for the ancestor Wang Xiaofeng from the bottom of their hearts. However, just now they actually did something violent. Make them terrified.

"The ancestors will not abandon them?"

Thinking of this terrible possibility, everyone became uneasy.

They are not the only ones who have this kind of thought, but Wang Jinlong, who is the patriarch, and the elders are all worried at this time.

Watching Xu Haotian's cultivation base continue to grow stronger, their hearts are extremely complicated, with both expectations and worries.

If Xu Haotian can regain the memory of his ancestors, perhaps they will not be held accountable for their disobedience. Even because of this, Wang Jiaping's stride is not a dream to stand on the top of this world.

However, I am afraid that Xu Haotian will be indifferent to family affection!

After 170,000 years, as anyone, I wouldn't care too much about that trace of blood.

At the same time, Xu Haotian's aura was still soaring, and the Gu Yi Demon God, who was formed by the gold fire of washing industry, had grown to a height of two hundred feet, burning the surrounding void into a distortion.

Xu Haotian slowly raised his hand, a tingling pain in his chest. However, compared to physical growth, this pain is almost negligible.

You are fusing the holy bones!

If you are an ordinary human monk, you are now a Da Luojing monk. Wang Xiaofeng said proudly in Xu Haotian's mind. As if his own sacred bone is the most powerful inheritance in the world.

If he changed to normal, Xu Haotian would definitely hit Wang Xiaofeng severely. But the experience just now made him admire Wang Xiaofeng extremely. Therefore, I will not sing on the stage with Wang Xiaofeng.

"Holy Bone? It seems so simple?"

Xu Haotian asked strangely in his heart. This seems to be directly related to realm.

"Yes, above Da Luo Luan Wonderland is the way to pursue a saint. But if you really want to become a saint, it's even harder!"

"The sacred bones mentioned here are actually the bones of the saints. And only one rib on my body turned into the sacred bones, which is far away from the saints. It is simply out of reach. When you arrive at Daluo in the future Luan Xianjing Peak will know."

Wang Xiaofeng explained patiently. However, the meaning of the words is full of pride. Because even a single rib becomes a holy bone, enough to make him proud.

In the three thousand worlds outside of the Xuanxu Great World, there are very few monks who have achieved the Holy Bone.