Chapter 442 Return, the No. 1 Person in the Universe
"Have you thought about it?"
At this time, the beautiful and cold-looking woman's eyebrows were even more impatient and said: "Don't know what is good and what is good. Nowadays, the cultivation resources in the real world are scarce. One hundred immortal stones are quite a lot. It is useless for you to keep this body. Your skills can't refine it at all, you can only let it decay and be wasted in vain."
"Will you use the bones of your relatives to refine elixirs?"
Feng Boping asked in a cold voice with a livid face.
The colorful dress of the cold and charming woman fluttered slightly, just like her expression, but her eyes were still cold: "If it had such a physical effect, I would have broken it into pieces to make soup!"
"..."
Hearing this, Feng Boping and others' eyelids twitched, but they were speechless. They had seen cruel people, but never such cruel people.
However, they did not intend to compete with each other, Feng Boping said in a deep voice:
"You are you, we are us. Even if you give us one thousand immortal stones or ten thousand immortal stones, we will not sell it. Don't try to rob him. He is the strongest person in our world and has countless beliefs. If you try to rob him by force, , we and countless others in the heavens will despise you.”
"Spit? Is it useful?"
The young man in silver neon robe sneered.
Feng Boping was silent for a moment and said, "I know it's useless to spit on me, but I thought you would want to lose face."
"Are you looking for death?"
The young man in silver neon robe suddenly said angrily.
"It seems that you are stubborn. If that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless and failing to give you the opportunity."
The cold and charming woman shook her head and said with a little regret and sigh.
Feng Boping's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a chill coming down his spine.
The Mitian Saint hurriedly said: "You three, wait a moment, can you let us think about it and discuss it? You don't want to take risks. Even if the entire Holy Land is destroyed, don't forget that there are evildoers in our heavens walking out to the true world. If they come back and find out about this, they will also cause trouble for you."
"Hmph, if I hadn't taken this into consideration, would you still have a chance to breathe now with your nagging attitude?"
The young man in silver neon robe snorted coldly, speaking without any concealment, with a look of disdain and murderous intent in his eyes. It was obvious that deep down in his heart, he did not take these pseudo-realm saints seriously.
Feng Boping looked ugly, but he also knew that what the other party said was the truth, so he just said what was in his heart without any scruples.
Sage Mitian sent a message: "Let's delay for a while. Send an order quickly to find other forces to see if there is any force from the true world willing to help. Just lie Tiansheng, Yuanzu, God King, they are all waiting for me." Close friends, use their reputation to attract them to help.”
"Do we want to move the people in the Holy Land out first?"
Another saint disciple of the Mitian Saint asked.
The sword master responded in a deep voice: "If the other people in the Holy Land are allowed to retreat quietly, even if only a small number of people retreat, these true immortals will be aware of it. They are probably paying close attention to all the movements in the Holy Land."
"That's right, the spiritual sense of this true immortal is beyond our imagination. We can't take risks or anger them. Now we can only delay!"
Mitian Saint replied.
Feng Boping clenched his fists and let them discuss, knowing that they would all make the right decision.
He just felt sad and painful in his heart at this moment, because because of his weakness, he could not even defend Li Hao's body.
"If they insist on taking action, you leave and I stay."
After Saint Mitian took charge of the overall situation and arranged for people to notify other forces from the real world who came to recruit from the real world, Feng Boping suddenly said.
After hearing his words, Saint Mitian's face changed and he became a little angry: "Don't be impulsive!"
"It's not impulsive."
Feng Boping felt the anger in his former mentor's words, and his heartstrings trembled slightly. He thought of the scene where he was expelled from the school after complaining about injustice, but now, the last trace of the shadow has disappeared like smoke.
Although I couldn't get back together with Saint Mitian and renew the relationship between master and disciple, I no longer hated him in my heart.
"That child's journey has not been easy. He has not enjoyed a few years of happy time. He is still so young. He guards the divine dynasty on earth and the entire world in the heavens. He sacrifices for the heavens. How can I Watching his body being destroyed?"
Feng Boping's eyes showed deep murderous intent and madness, and said: "Don't worry about me. If I die, Lie Tiansheng will definitely avenge me! My death will not be in vain. I explored a forbidden land in my early years and got a Forbidden techniques, with my current power in the Holy Realm, even if they are gods, I will never let them have an easy time. Even if I die, I will still pester them and steal a gap in their hearts!"
Everyone fell silent after hearing his words that were filled with suppressed anger.
The Mitian Saint looked at this disciple blankly, but his heart seemed to be plucked. He knew the deeper reason, that is, he expelled this disciple in the past, in the name of stealing, and became a mess in the world. Even if the storm is over and he becomes a saint, he is still a thief saint. He thinks that his reputation among many saints is not good.
With such a reputation, it is difficult to make true friends. That child may be his closest true friend.
For this, he could even die.
But back then, he was an elixir, but he broke their hearts...
The sword master fell into silence and did not speak.
It's not that he doesn't have the courage to die, it's just that he doesn't have the forbidden skills like Feng Boping. He knows that his death will be in vain if he stays, and he will not be able to pose any threat to these three true immortals.
He wants to live, and only by living can he practice hard and take revenge!
He has been fishing and relaxing for thousands of years. He has already reached the bottleneck of swordsmanship, but at this moment, he has an unprecedented desire to become stronger!
Originally, he didn't care about going to the true world, and he wasn't that obsessed with becoming an immortal. But now, he has an almost crazy belief that he must become a true immortal and the strongest true immortal in the world. !
Even surpassing the true immortal, surpassing the immortal king, and becoming a big man who can dominate himself!
When he was in the sect, his master was very optimistic about him, and his original intention was to pass on the Sword Ancestor Holy Land to him.
But he was obsessed with the sword, too infatuated, and had no interest in managing the Holy Land, so he gave up the Holy Land. He had a peerless talent in swordsmanship, but he had not made any progress in swordsmanship for many years.
In the heavens, the path of swordsmanship has been taken to the extreme by him, and he has already surpassed his master. But if he goes to the true world, where there are higher swordsmanship and immortality, and a wider world, he believes that he will definitely be able to catch up with those The monster running ahead.
He never believed in external things, he only believed in the sword in his hand and the sincerity reflected by the light of the sword!
The sword will not deceive him, and the blade will not!
"Have you had enough chat?"
The three true immortals were all aware of Feng Boping's voice transmission. They could clearly see the fluctuations in the power of the voice transmission, but they could not hear what was being communicated. They could only think it was the discussion mentioned by the Mitian Sage.
Hearing the urging of the cold and charming woman in colorful skirt, the Mitian Saint's face changed slightly. He suppressed his anger, but showed a flattering smile and said:
"Not yet. This body is the body of the most powerful person in our heavens. It is of great importance. We still have to think of how to give an explanation to the heavens. If the body is missing, people will know about it sooner or later."
"His physical body is indeed strong. He can be condensed to such an extent in this poor place like yours. He can be called a physical monster."
The young man in silver armor and neon robe nodded slightly, obviously recognizing the strength of this physical body. Even in the true world, being able to cultivate the physical body to a level comparable to the Six Tribulations Emperor Weapons is relatively rare among the saints. They are all geniuses of major sects. Monsters can only do this if they are cultivated with numerous body-casting elixirs.
"But the strongest among you is the True Immortal who left earlier, isn't it?"
"He broke through later."
The Mitian Saint hurriedly explained.
"Don't say these useless things. You must give us an answer now, immediately."
The cold and charming woman in the colorful dress said impatiently.
Saint Mitian was about to apologize and continue to delay the time. The cold-looking woman in colorful skirt heard what he said and interrupted him directly. She snorted coldly. The void suddenly shook, and a majestic force like a mountain peak slammed into Mitian. The chest of a saint.
With a bang, the realm of the Mitian Saint exploded in an instant. The force was invisible and irresistible. It directly pressed his body and collapsed in, causing his bones to break. It seemed that with just a little more force, a hole could be punched through his body.
"Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you agree or not!"
The cold-looking woman in colorful skirt said angrily.
"Master."
Feng Boping subconsciously said hurriedly and helped the Mitian Saint.
The faces of the others also changed, and they didn't see clearly how the cold-looking woman in the colorful dress acted.
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The forbidden area of Tianshang Emperor's Palace.
Outside the True Lord Tower, Li Hao stood in the void. The True Lord Tower shrank, and then in the eyes of Ming Sheng and others, it turned into the size of a black needle and sank into Li Hao's body.
At the same time, in Li Hao's soul, the towering body of the Zhenzun Tower emerged, shrouding Li Hao's soul.
Li Hao immediately felt that the soul was like bathing in a hot spring, with gentle power coming from all directions, constantly nourishing the soul.
He was surprised that this Zhen Zun Pagoda actually had such effects.
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"When you become a direct disciple, you will know the true function of the Zhen Zun Pagoda. It is a divine imperial weapon!"
The voice of Zun Shen sounded in Li Hao's mind.
"When your soul encounters a powerful threat, the Zhenzun Tower will protect you, but you should not take the initiative to provoke some strong enemies. After all, in addition to the attacks of the soul, those powerful enemies may also have other strange attacks."
"clear."
Li Hao nodded.
"I'm free. Goodbye. I'll go to see the real world first."
Zun Shen said, his voice gradually dissipated, as if he couldn't wait any longer.
After the god left, Li Hao returned to the futon. At this time, Wang Lao had led Lin Sheng, Hua Sheng, You Sheng and others back.
He glanced at the Zhenzun Pagoda disappearing in the distance, and seemed to have understood that Li Hao would inherit it, so he only asked: "Is the Zunzun gone?"
"Um."
Wang Shanhe nodded slightly, as if he knew where the god was going, and he said: "Everyone, let's go back to the heavens now."
"good."
Everyone nodded, with a bit of excitement in their eyes.
When they entered the depths of the Double Slit Demonic Valley, they all thought they would die, but they did not expect an unexpected inheritance here. Although they did not receive the inheritance now, they were finally able to go back.
"I don't know what the situation is like outside now."
"Does anyone in my Nanxiang Divine Dynasty still remember me?"
"Those who forced me here in the past, now I will come to them one by one!"
Everyone's eyes were shining with urgency. Some wanted to go back to seek revenge, and some wanted to go back to meet others.
Now, they have all cultivated into the Holy Spirit here, and when they return to the heavens, it will be different from the past.
Li Hao also had expectations in his heart. He didn't know what happened to Feng Lao and the others. Five years later, the incense has not stopped, which shows that the saints have indeed lived up to his expectations and blocked the gap for the heavens.
"Let's go."
Wang Lao nodded slightly and said, "When you leave here, you must remember that the Immortal Curse will also remind you. When you unconsciously touch the possibility of revealing Haotian's identity, it will also warn you. But if you ignore the warning, you can't blame anyone."
Everyone's eyes were stern, and they looked at Li Hao without saying anything.
They knew that once they stepped out of this place, there would be an insurmountable gap between them and this young man.
"Is there a place you want to go? I can come directly."
Wang Lao looked at Li Hao and said with a doting look.
Li Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't hesitate to directly pass the projection of the holy land he built to Wang Lao.
Wang Lao received it, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them and said, "Let's go."
He raised his hand and made a stroke, and the void in front of him broke, and a dark passage appeared.
As an immortal king, he lived under this forbidden land. His consciousness could cover the entire heavens and run rampant.
But he never did this, nor did he spy outside.
What stopped him was never strength, but the great figure in his heart that was as inviolable as a towering mountain.
Opening the passage, Wang Lao casually pushed Li Hao and others in.
Li Hao only felt a gentle breeze blowing in his face, and the vision in front of him was dark, but with the emergence of light, soon a familiar smell and breath emerged at the same time.
It was like returning to spring, the flowers in his hometown were blooming, and the fragrance of flowers was fragrant.
That was the longing in his heart.
However, when Li Hao opened his eyes, he heard an angry voice in his ear:
"Don't talk nonsense, just say whether you agree or not!"
Li Hao looked up and saw three true immortals standing above the holy land, looking arrogant.
The figure in the middle had the strongest aura and was the most restrained. He looked middle-aged.
But the two true immortals next to him were full of momentum. This immortal power was enough to suppress ordinary people on the entire holy mountain to tremble and have difficulty breathing. Those below the realm of hearing the Tao would be numb and unable to move.
Even a saint might not be able to remain calm under this power.
At the same time, Li Hao looked around and immediately saw familiar figures.
Old Feng, the Sword Master, Saint Mi Tian, and Lin Qingying, Chi Guang and others on the ground.
However, their cultivation was too low, and at this moment, they were all pale, with anger in their eyes, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably, and their bodies were instinctively afraid.
"What do you want to agree to?"
Li Hao spoke, his voice was very light and calm, but it exuded an unquestionable majesty.
His indifferent voice came out, light and radiated to the ears of the three true immortals, as well as the ears of Feng Boping and others, until it spread throughout the holy mountain.
Although he didn't know what was going on, Li Hao had already felt murderous in his heart for making Old Feng and others so angry and intimidating in his own holy mountain.
