Honghuang: I, Haotian, will never abdicate

Chapter 174 Restoring the Merit Golden Lotus, Styx's Stubbornness
Mosquito Taoist looked at the third-rank golden lotus again, his eyes showed enthusiasm, "I vaguely feel that this third-rank golden lotus is the spirit treasure for proving the Tao that the poor will kill the third corpse!"

The golden lotus of the twelfth rank of merit is the ultimate innate spirit treasure. After being absorbed by the third rank, the remaining nine ranks will fall to the top rank innate spirit treasure!
The third-rank golden lotus in front of him seemed to be a lower-rank innate spiritual treasure.

Haotian looked at the aura of merit and virtue emanating from the golden lotus in front of him, moved forward, walked forward, and chuckled twice, "Let me give it a try!"

After Haotian finished speaking, the golden light of merit flashed behind him, and the golden light of merit flew up and poured into the golden lotus.

After the meritorious golden lotus received the golden light of merit, it immediately released a golden light, and the aura of the low-grade spirit treasure continued to increase.

The golden light of merit shrunk by one tenth behind Haotian, and the golden lotus of merit suddenly grew a rank one, and now it turned into a rank four golden lotus of merit!
Haotian smiled knowingly at the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, as expected by the poor, this golden lotus of merit is a big swallow of 'gold', and it can only be cultivated with the golden light of merit!"

Taoist Mosquito watched the third-rank golden lotus grow into a fourth-rank golden lotus, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It's so mysterious!"

Haotian said solemnly again: "Fellow Daoist killed the third corpse spirit treasure, the quality should be higher, let Pindao help you!"

After Haotian finished speaking, the golden light of merit and virtue behind him shone brightly, and all of them rushed towards the fourth-grade golden lotus.

Merit is like a panacea in the prehistoric world. If you walk through the prehistoric era with countless merits, even if you are powerful, you have to consider the consequences, whether you can bear the karma coming!

Merit is not only a talisman, but also a spirit treasure of merit!

Haotian has been the Emperor of Heaven for a long time, stabilized the order of the prehistoric three realms, and received a lot of merit and virtue rewards. At this moment, it seems that he has injected all the merit and virtue into the golden lotus.

Haotian has already proved the Dao Hunyuan at this time, holding the innate treasure of killing and slaying the gods, the innate treasure of heaven and earth, the defense is unparalleled, and his strength is as high as the sky. It is useless to have so many merits. It is better to improve the quality of the golden lotus and help Taoist mosquitoes kill But the third corpse, strengthen the dark fighting power of the heavenly court!

After a long time, only one-fifth of the golden light of merit and virtue left behind Haotian, the original third-rank golden lotus has now grown into an eighth-rank golden lotus of merit and virtue, pure, virtuous and precious, and full of brilliance.

Haotian withdrew the golden light of merit, and carefully looked at the eighth-rank golden lotus in front of him, "It is between the middle-rank Lingbao and the top-rank Lingbao, and the eighth-rank flowers bloom. I feel the limit, and I want to promote it to the ninth-rank , requires a huge amount of merit, but it cannot be realized at this time!"

Haotian was still surprised just now, since he can use the power of merit to make up his golden lotus, why didn't the second sage of the West make up the ninth-grade golden lotus?Instead, sit back and watch the loss of luck in the West...

Now Haotian understands that the second sage of the West is the sage of Huabei!Sanctification back then was a great merit borrowed from the Dao of Heaven, and now I still owe a huge amount of debt. How can there be a huge amount of merit to restore the golden lotus of the ninth rank of merit?

Daoist Mosquito looked at the eighth-grade meritorious golden lotus from the side, the light in his eyes flickered, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you so much for this deity!"

Haotian smiled and said: "Haha, you and I are one body, you are welcome, fellow Taoist, let's kill the corpse, and the poor Taoist will protect the law for you!"

"Today's Dao has come true!" Mosquito Taoist laughed and immediately sat down cross-legged, using the power of devouring law.

Daoist Mosquito showed his true body, Hongmeng mutated into a six-winged black mosquito, black smoke lingered, getting deeper and deeper, the sea of ​​blood below was tumbling, bubbling, and the boundless evil spirit of the ghostly blood sea gathered towards Daoist Mosquito's body.

In the deepest part of the Nether Blood Sea, Styx was enlightening, sensed the restlessness in the blood sea, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The next moment, the figure of Styx appeared above the sea of ​​blood.

Haotian turned his figure slowly, and smiled at Minghe: "Long time no see, how is fellow Daoist Minghe?"

Styx saw Haotian, and then saw the evil spirit of the black mosquito gathering the Nether blood sea, how could he not know that the two of them were causing trouble just now?Styx was born in the sea of ​​blood, and has long regarded the sea of ​​blood as his back garden. How can he allow others to be presumptuous in his dojo?

Minghe couldn't help showing anger on his face, "Haotian, the last time you and Zhen Yuanzi attacked my dojo, the cause and effect have not been settled, and you dare to come to my sea of ​​blood today, so don't think about getting out of the sea of ​​blood today!"

The magic power of the sub-sage Styx Styx was activated, and the boundless killing intent descended. Yuantu Abi's two swords were fierce above the void, and he stepped on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus.

When Styx's voice fell, the entire sea of ​​blood suddenly surged up, and the waves of blood rolled into the sky, and the boundless evil spirit rose again.
Minghe looked at Haotian and said calmly: "The blood sea formation is composed of 4000 million blood god sons of the poor and the evil spirit of the boundless blood sea. Pay the price!"

Styx is a sub-sage powerhouse who despises many great powers in the prehistoric age and has a high spirit, but he does not dare to talk big and want to bring Haotian down here. Haotian is the gatekeeper boy of the Taoist ancestor. Haotian left an indelible lesson!

Haotian looked at the boundless evil spirit of the Nether Blood Sea, and the blood waves rolled into the sky, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help chuckling, "As expected, he is the ancestor of Styx, whose comprehension of the Dao of Killing is unsurpassed in the prehistoric world, and he even imitated the saint Nuwa to create People from Asura, even established the Asura Religion, amazing talent! In the prehistoric world, I would like to call you No.1 under the saint! It's a pity..."

"It's just a pity that all saints are ants!" Haotian's voice changed, and the breath began to rise slowly.

The early days of quasi-sanctification.

Quasi-Saint mid-term.

Quasi-sage Dzogchen.

Yasheng, Hunyuan!
Suddenly, Haotian's aura rose to the Hunyuan realm, and he looked down on the prehistoric world with his hands raised!
The aura of God and King emerged from Haotian's body, and he looked down upon the Three Realms, "I am the Great Heavenly Lord in the Three Realms of the Great Desolation!"

Ming He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyes were full of horror, his heart was extremely shocked, and his mouth trembled: "You...you have proved the Hunyuan!"

When Haotian raised his hand, the mana of the Yuanyuan Realm surged, and the corner of his mouth smiled calmly: "I! Now I just want to learn about the blood sea formation!"

Styx's face turned red, and he secretly groaned in his heart, "When did Haotian prove the Hunyuan? How can this be good! How can Pindao be an opponent in the Hunyuan realm..."

Taoist Minghe stretched out his hand and waved his hand, and the bloody formation immediately dissipated, and the rolling blood wave returned to calm again, Minghe said with a smile: "The great Tianzun praised it absurdly, how can the poor Taoist be called Hong Shengren?" No.1 below."

"The sea of ​​blood is a sea of ​​wild blood. The Great Heavenly Lord can come at any time, and the poor Taoist will definitely welcome him. If the Great Heavenly Lord is fine, the poor Taoist will leave." After Minghe said, he fled away.

Seeing Styx fleeing quickly, Haotian couldn't help chuckling, "Styx is indeed a top veteran monk in the prehistoric world, and he is very good at seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck..."

Haotian smiled and said nothing, and looked at the other direction of the sea of ​​blood, which was the place of six reincarnations.

Haotian looked at Taoist Mosquito again, and said to himself, "It shouldn't be a problem to leave him here alone, right?"

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　It's the third update today.

　　
　
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