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Chapter 553: The Grand Dao Divine Clock!

"Huh?" Lei Xuanqiong looked at Zhao Wushuang on the platform in doubt, he couldn't figure out why he still wanted to welcome Xianyuan at this time?
Could it be because of the possession of the demon god?Or it could be said that he was so confident because he had the hole cards in his hand.

"Third Uncle, there is no news about my father yet, when the Immortal Fall is over, you and I will work together to capture this son!" Lei Xuanqiong suggested.

"I am enough alone. Even if he is possessed by a demon god, as long as his life is not endangered, he will not awaken the demon god." Lei Beng nodded.

"Then there will be Uncle Lao."

Duan Jinghong stood side by side with the beautiful woman, they both looked at Zhao Wushuang in the sky, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Aunt, who is stronger, me or him?" Duan Jinghong asked such a question abruptly.

An Wanran smiled sweetly, her lips moved slightly, and a voice like a yellow warbler came out: "Of course it's my Xiaohong, he only relies on the power of the demon god."

"Auntie, why do you still call me Xiaohong? There are so many people watching here." Duan Jinghong rolled his eyes, extremely dissatisfied with this title.

"Heck! Xiaohong still knows how to be shy? You didn't say that a few nights ago." An Wanran stared at Duan Jinghong with winking eyes, and her delicate and emotional lips could make a normal male creature excited crazy.

Although Duan Jinghong called her aunt, she was only a few thousand years older than her.

There has never been a taboo on age in the cultivation world. It can be seen from the words of the two that the relationship is not as simple as usual.

The people in the Kingdom of God behind Duan Jinghong turned a deaf ear to it, because they had already heard the gossip from some kind of channel.

"Cough cough." Duan Jinghong coughed twice, his old face blushed, and then he said seriously: "One move to kill Aoki Seiko in seconds, although it is a sneak attack, but this kind of result is not easy to achieve."

It wasn't that he underestimated himself. For the time being, judging from the various information Zhao Wushuang had revealed, it might be unclear whether he, the god son of the Nine Palaces Holy Land, could beat Zhao Wushuang.

"Then do you want me to help you deal with him, auntie?" An Wanran licked her lips, her charming posture was extremely alluring.

Duan Jinghong suppressed the heat in his heart, and with his strong concentration, he would not make an ugly face in front of so many people.

"That's great. It would be even better if we could find out the demon god's intentions." Duan Jinghong nodded slightly.

It has to be said that An Wanran's appearance is comparable to that of the saintesses in the major holy places. The most important thing is that she has a mature charm, which is hard for a young man like Duan Jinghong to resist.

"Then I'll help you solve him, Xiaohong, what can you thank me for?" An Wanran pointed out.

"As long as Auntie can do it, Jinghong is at your disposal." Duan Jinghong smiled evilly, and a blaze of fire flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, that's what you said. Don't forget our agreement when the time comes." An Wanran laughed wildly, her breasts trembled in an exaggerated way.

"It's natural. A gentleman can't chase after a word."

……

At the same time, there was no one else in the nine platforms except Zhao Wushuang.

All eyes were on Zhao Wushuang, standing against the wind, standing alone above the crowd, his robes fluttering freely, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and a faint smile on his bewitching face.

"It turned out to be this feeling." Zhao Wushuang savored this strange feeling carefully. Curiosity prompted him to go here. The fairy fate is a purpose, and the main thing is to go against everyone's ideas.

If he escaped like this, he would definitely be chased and killed by the saints, but now he did not escape, but boarded the Taoist platform.

Sure enough, as he expected, people's faces were full of bewildered expressions, and they didn't understand Zhao Wushuang's real intention.

"A bunch of idiots, I want to run away, none of you can catch up." Zhao Wushuang smiled disdainfully, staring at the void in front of him contemptuously.

Soon, faint rays of light gradually diffused from the platform, quietly enveloping Zhao Wushuang.

In front of a vast white scene, Zhao Wushuang was extremely comfortable bathed in the light.

For example, the four words of Yan returning to the nest can well explain Zhao Wushuang's inner feelings. He thought that descending from the immortals was an ordinary ceremony, but the result was beyond his expectation.

If one can bathe here all the time, it will be of great benefit to the Dao Heart, not only that, but also to the speed of cultivation.

Because in the process of cultivation, the most feared thing is going crazy. Zhao Wushuang has a system and naturally cannot encounter this kind of situation, but ordinary warriors need to be extremely cautious.

There is a kind of calming incense that is very helpful for meditation, but in the current state it is a hundred times more useful than calming incense.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this process can continue to exist, there will be no shackles at all, as long as you have enough natural materials and earthly treasures, you will be able to advance by leaps and bounds.

when!
A resounding bell sounded, and a gilded giant bell as big as a mountain appeared on the platform, containing the majestic power of the avenue, wisps of divine light flickered, and the general trend of the surrounding world instantly reversed, even the space solidified, as hard as divine iron .

"The Divine Bell of the Great Dao? It actually manifested its original form? My God!"

"From the perspective of immortal descendants in history, this kind of situation is rare. With such a fate, could it be that he is favored by heaven?"

"Seiko Aoki could only hear a faint divine voice, but this demon has such a strange phenomenon! It's heaven-defying!"

People were amazed to see the divine clock of the Great Dao in the sky. Only the most talented Tianjiao can be treated like this, and ordinary people can't meet it at all.

"This is just the beginning..." Ren Qingkuang smiled and stared at the vision in the sky. Being extremely sensitive to the general trend of the world, he had already anticipated the future situation.

Bathed in the baptism of the Great Dao Divine Bell, Zhao Wushuang looked extremely comfortable, with an expression of enjoyment involuntarily showing on his face.

The baptism of the sound washed away all the laws in Zhao Wushuang's mind, and quietly, all the laws have undergone subtle changes, which are visible but not detectable.

Zhao Wushuang's spirit came out of his body at this moment, exposed to the air, closer to the Great Dao Divine Bell.

I saw a small person exuding golden light appearing in front of people's eyes. This scene greatly stimulated them.

"Isn't this the divine soul that only saints possess? Could it be...?"

"Impossible, he is only Wu Zun Bazhongtian, and it is impossible to have such a young saint, which is rare in history."

The facial features of the soul are extremely vague, just like in the past, Zhao Wushuang's soul is stuck between the semi-saint and the saint, only one opportunity is missing.

Ripples generated by the divine clock swayed out, slowly passing through Zhao Wushuang's divine soul.

The next scene almost scared people's eyeballs out.

A nearby Dao power exploded in the soul!The entire space was shaking, and a unique power of a saint came out from the center of the soul!

The people who felt this power could no longer remain calm, and the two saints Lei Beng and An Wanran were even more astonished, because the change in Zhao Wushuang's voice at this moment far exceeded their cognition.

(End of this chapter)