Prehistoric: Download the Saint's Cultivation at the Beginning

Chapter 260 The gaze of the boy in white robe! Haotian above the nine heavens is terrified!

Just when Haotian's heart aroused the desire to recruit people, he then had a plan of his own in his mind.

Given the weakness of the human race, if he stepped forward to bring peace, perhaps the people of the human race would be grateful.

After all, no matter how miserable the Heavenly Court is now, it is still the Heavenly Court, and they all have their own divine status.

After all, they are all protected by Hongjun Daozu, and they are definitely aloof in front of the human race.

Thinking like this, a hint of pride arose in his mind.

But just as Haotian was thinking this, his eyes casually looked at the Suiren tribe.

Just then, I discovered that two inexplicable auras suddenly appeared in the Suiren tribe. Looking closely, I saw two figures with no trace of spiritual power leaking from their bodies.

There are two figures, one male and one female. One of them has a human body and a snake tail. She is an extremely beautiful and cold woman.

There was also a figure wearing a white robe. Looking at his side face, he was clearly a young boy.

Although both of them had no spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies, and they looked so young.

Anyone would think that they are just ordinary mortals.

But Haotian is not so stupid as to think that these two people are just ordinary people.

If they were just mortals, how could they stand in the sky?

There is only one possibility, and that is that the strength of these two people is far above his own.

There were not many people in the entire prehistoric world who were far beyond his realm.

Coupled with the characteristics of the female figure, there was only one person in the entire prehistoric period.

"Sage Nuwa?"

Haotian withdrew his gaze in shock. After a quick glance, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze. This kind of saint was not someone he could spy on.

Even though he is the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Heaven, with Taoist Hongjun standing behind him, he still has the respect he should have for the saint.

And who is that young man in white robe? He actually stands side by side with Saint Nuwa. He is obviously an extremely tyrannical person.

But I have never heard of a new saint being born in the ancient times.

Could it be that this figure is a quasi-sage and perfect being?

It is also possible that Quasi-Sage Perfection is far superior to him.

It is normal for you to have that kind of mentality.

Maybe he was just a monk who had good friendship with Saint Nuwa.

But how did they appear in the human race? It shouldn’t be, Saint Nuwa doesn’t care about human affairs.

Why does it appear in a small tribe of the human race now? He was surprised, but no one could answer it for him.

He has lived in Zixiao Palace all year round and does not know much about things in the ancient world.

But there was some hesitation about the baby boy, even though Saint Nuwa only appeared in this human tribe.

Although she is not necessarily here for the baby boy, she is a saint after all, and she created the human race after all. Maybe she doesn't care about these trivial matters, but if someone bullies the human race wantonly, there is no guarantee that the saint Nuwa will not Take action.

A saint, no matter how trivial his actions are, needs to be treated with caution.

The two figures above the Suiren tribe were clearly Jiang Chen and Nuwa. As if he felt something, Jiang Chen also looked back at Jiutian, and just now he felt a sense of spying.

Although it was only for a moment, with Jiang Chen's cultivation and spiritual skills, how could he not feel it?

Just after Jiang Chen sensed it, Nuwa glanced at Jiang Chen with a strange expression, and then ignored him.

But Haotian, who was located above the heaven, was in despair at this time.

Just when he looked away, he felt an extremely powerful energy locked on him.

Although the energy did not harm him, and there was no emotion involved in it, the powerful feeling did make the descendants of Haotian wet with sweat.

The body sitting on the dragon chair did not dare to move at all.

He was afraid that if he made any move, he would be killed by an inexplicable energy in the Lingxiao Palace.

Jiang Chen, who was above the Suiren tribe, just glanced at Haotian casually. There was no emotion in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

It was such a plain look, but there was a trace of his own will in it.

It was that will that suppressed Haotian so much that he couldn't even breathe.

Looking at Haotian who didn't dare to make the slightest move, Jiang Chen also casually withdrew his gaze.

Although he didn't know what Tianting was thinking now, Jiang Chen didn't need to know.

The Heavenly Court was so weak, so it must have taken a fancy to Fuxi's potential. Jiang Chen could not care about Fuxi, but the human race could not care less.

The reason why Haotian spies on this Suiren tribe must be because of Fuxi's birth, and he wants to do something. Jiang Chen also knows it very well.

However, the human race is protected by him, so how could he allow the heavens to cause chaos?

Jiang Chen was even thinking about whether to sell it directly to kill Haotian, so that he could avoid even the calamity of becoming a god in future generations.

But then I thought about it, if one Haotian dies, a second Haotian and a third Haotian will appear. After all, the problem cannot be solved fundamentally.

In addition, this Haotian is Hongjun's man, so it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

What's more, this Haotian is still the emperor of heaven?

With Jiang Chen's current strength, it is not appropriate for him to have a direct head-on conflict with Hongjun, or to completely break up with him.

Even if Jiang Chen is not afraid, problems may arise in the human race and the Jiejiao people, and it is impossible to take the risk by returning the hatred.

For just a moment, Jiang Chen had countless thoughts popping up in his mind, and then it was enough to shock Haotian with his own half-step of Dao Qi.

Jiang Chen didn't want to do any unnecessary things, nor was he too lazy to do them. He believed that Haotian was a smart man and would not do anything stupid that he would regret.

When Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze, Haotian above the heaven no longer had the majesty it had at the beginning.

That plain look from the white-robed young man was a sight that lasted forever.

For Haotian, it has been as long as a Yuanhui, and there is only one thought in his mind, suffering!

Covered in cold sweat, he collapsed on the ground.

Regardless of his own image, he kept mumbling: "Saint! Definitely a saint, even stronger than those old saints! No, I have to report this to Dao Ancestor!"

The Nine Heavens Profound Girl under the Lingxiao Palace also covered her delicate lips with her beautiful hands, looking at the usually majestic Haotian in such a state of embarrassment with a shocked look on her face, and could not calm down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)