Honghuang: I, Haotian, will never abdicate

Chapter 5 Maintaining the Majesty of the Great Tianzun, Killing the God Spear Like a Dragon
"Haotian... actually has the strength of a quasi-sage. Didn't someone say that he was just a monk of Da Luo before!" The person who had just sneered at this moment secretly regretted in his heart. A family brought disaster.

Haotian looked at everyone, and everyone lowered their heads quietly, not daring to look directly at Haotian.

"Re-establishing the heavenly court is the point of the ancestors of Taoism. It is in line with the general trend. If you don't know the general situation, you should fall."

Haotian knew that many people from all races came to watch the show today, but they got it wrong!

Guang Chengzi and the others frowned, "A few monks from Daluo, Haotian said to kill them, so he killed them? Did you ever put me and other saint disciples in your eyes?"

Although he was upset, he didn't speak.

"Okay, continue!" Haotian said lightly.

"Jie Jie Jie, the re-establishment of the Heavenly Court is in line with the general trend, but it has nothing to do with who sits in the Heavenly Court, right?" Haotian's voice just fell when a gloomy voice sounded.

Haotian looked at Kunpeng with indifferent eyes, just because the system issued another task just now.

"Ding, defeat all invading enemies, maintain the majesty of the Great Heavenly Lord, mission rewards: Luck Golden Dragon, Haotian Seal."

Kunpeng walked out slowly, looking at Haotian with cloudy eyes, "Emperor Jun has fallen, and the heavenly court should be my monster prince's seat. When will it be your turn?"

At this time, the crowd murmured again.

"Kunpeng Demon Master? Is this Kunpeng Demon Master?"

"That's right, it's Demon Master Kunpeng. This is Demon Master Kunpeng who fought together with His Majesty Dijun and His Majesty Donghuang. He created the monster race and demon script, and his strength has even reached the legendary late quasi-sage!"

Some people who survived the Lich War recognized Kunpeng!

Haotian also took a few steps forward, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Isn't this Kunpeng demon master? Why don't you continue to live in caves in Beihai?"

"Oh, I forgot, you escaped from the Lich War, and even took Dijun's Hetu Luoshu, otherwise the Heavenly Court wouldn't be defeated so quickly."

Haotian's words spread to the ears of everyone below, like a stone breaking the heavens.

The patriarch of the dog clan: "What? The Kunpeng demon master escaped? Leading to the defeat of His Majesty Dijun?"

Patriarch of the Tianma Clan: "Demon master... he also stole... oh no, he took His Majesty Di Jun's Hetu Luoshu?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion!
"Child Haotian, you are looking for death!" Even though Kunpeng is a veteran quasi-sage, how could he bear it in such a situation?

Kunpeng was extremely fast, turning into a black shadow and hitting towards Haotian.

Haotian sacrificed the Haotian mirror to fix the upper space and time of the path, but Kunpeng was already a veteran quasi-sage in the late stage, and his mana realm reached the sky, so he naturally ignored the Haotian mirror.

"Boom!" The two quasi-sage forces collided, arousing layers of air waves, and many weak races were overturned to the ground.

"Brother, do we need to help Haotian?" The Holy Mother of Jinling and the Holy Mother of Wudang asked Duobao.

"The battle between the quasi-sages is no longer something I can intervene in, not to mention that neither of them has just stepped into the realm of quasi-sages. Kunpeng has listened to the sermon with our teacher, and his cultivation is only a short distance from the quasi-sage's Great Perfection." One step!" Duobao mused.

"Then Haotian is going to lose today?" Bi Xiao, who has a lively temperament, asked aloud.

"It's hard to say! Look carefully, the battles between quasi-sages are rare, so it's easy to experience!" Duobao said in a deep voice.

Haotian is a disciple of Daozu Hongjun, so it is impossible that he did not point his cards!
Guang Chengzi and the others were also watching seriously, hoping in their hearts that Demon Master Kunpeng would teach the arrogant Haotian a lesson...

Everyone in the Western Cult retreated thousands of miles, lest the aftermath of the battle would affect themselves.

over nine days.

"Jie Jie, Haotian boy, how do you have the confidence to be the Lord of the Heavenly Court? With this little strength?" Kunpeng sarcastically said.

"What's the confidence? You'll know right away!" Haotian said lightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Haotian!" At this time, Yao Chi, who was wearing a fancy dress, came to Haotian's side, his eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay, trust me, I can handle it." Haotian said to Yaochi beside him, she is here, it's not easy for him to use it.

A look of hesitation flashed in Yaochi's eyes, and he finally nodded and retreated thousands of miles.

"Back further, one hundred thousand miles away!" Haotian shouted.

Yaochi moved again and retreated.

Kunpeng is not in a hurry, he has already tested the depth of Haotian with a single blow just now, and he is in the middle stage of quasi-sage!

Far from being his opponent!
Kunpeng looked at Haotian squarely, "Daozu asked me to be the Emperor of Heaven, didn't he really give me the treasure?"

"No matter how you say it, I have been serving Daozu for hundreds of millions of years, right, Kunpeng." Haotian asked with a smile.

Kunpeng couldn't help being taken aback, "Has Daozu returned the treasure to Haotian?"

At this time, the six saints of Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Jinbie Island, Wa Palace, and Mount Sumeru were also paying attention to Haotian.

The six of them also had a question in their hearts, "Has the teacher returned the Haotian Supreme Treasure? Except for the Haotian Mirror, which seems to be gone!"

Daozu was already sanctified when all living beings were ignorant, and after the end of the three lectures, he was in harmony with the way of heaven. With so much diversity, his strength has long been unfathomable!

"What is it that can be said to be a treasure by Haotian?"

Haotian knew that if he didn't take out that thing today, he wouldn't be able to control the situation. He had no choice but to use the teacher's name to bluff people!
"Come out, God Killing Spear!" Haotian said lightly from the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, a long spear full of murderous aura appeared in the world, and the murderous aura of thousands of miles rushed towards the god-killing spear, and the temperature of the entire 33rd heaven dropped sharply.

"I don't know if the Hetu Luoshu you came with can stop my god-killing spear!" When the god-killing gun was born, Haotian swung the spear and stabbed at Kunpeng without hesitation.

The pupils of Kunpeng's eyes constricted, obviously recognizing that it was a real god-killing spear, and the killing intent on it could not be hidden, so he hurriedly sacrificed Hetu Luoshu to protect him, and all the mana in the later stage of Zhunsheng was in operation.

"Bang!"

This shot made the world pale!
This shot crushed the eagerness in Wanzu's heart!

With this shot, Kunpeng was defeated in embarrassment!
"Haotian boy, you are amazing, let's see you next time!" Kunpeng had already been defeated, turned around and performed Kunpeng's technique, and flew back to Beihai to heal his injuries.

At this time, in the Saint Dojo, the six people exclaimed.

"It turned out to be a god-killing gun?"

"Is this the god-killing spear of Demon Ancestor Luohu? Can it hurt a saint?"

"Didn't it be lost during the Demon War?"

It is normal for the six saints to lose their color.

A saint, that is supreme, a saint is immortal for immeasurable kalpas!
There are ants under the saints!
However, one day, a magic weapon that can hurt a saint suddenly appeared, and it could even... Tu Sheng!
This will definitely touch the string in the heart of the saint!
"Such magic soldiers, don't stay!"

"Don't stay!"

"Don't stay!"

Six sounds, resounding through the prehistoric, deafening, the supreme coercion of the six sages jointly exerted on Haotian!

The saint's will came, and the six saints were surprisingly unanimous, Haotian's cultivation was only in the middle stage of the quasi-sage!

Under tremendous pressure, Haotian's legs were trembling, trembling, bending bit by bit!

Haotian gritted his teeth, supporting his body that was crushed and dilapidated by the coercion, "You can't kneel down, Haotian insists on not kneeling down, this kneeling, the majesty of the Great Tianzun in the wilderness is gone, it's still a God damn it!"

(End of this chapter)