In a flash, a violent breath broke out in Xu Haotian's body, and the fire of Xiye was not controlled at all, but was directly released from his body. In an instant, he burned his blue clothes and wrapped his whole body in it.

Nezha and Yang Jian were very nervous. They were afraid that Xu Haotian might miss something. Fengliang has already become extremely excited.

Seventeen thousand years of inheritance has been deeply rooted, so that he did not have the slightest sense of disobedience.

If Xu Hao naivety is the reincarnation of Wang Xiaofeng, they will never dare to fight against it.

However, no matter how, in the face of Wang Xiaofeng's ribs, they, the descendants of the Wang family, dare not violate Wang Xiaofeng even a little bit.

In the Wang family, the higher the cultivation, the more pure his blood. The greater the threat. On the contrary, it will be light.

Wang Xiaofeng trembled and muttered to himself. The elder beside him was unbearable, but he didn't have the feeling that Wang Jinlong wanted to kneel down from the bottom of his heart. It's relatively easy.

"Is he really the reincarnation of his ancestors?"

This kind of repression is particularly strong for Wang Jinlong. At this time, his whole body was shaking and weak, especially to his horror, he had the tendency to kneel down to Xu Haotian.

The monks standing in the distance talked about it one after another. All the monks with Wang Xiaofeng's blood felt the suppression from the bones when facing the body of the ancient demon God.

"Didn't our ancestors fight with emperor Haotian just now? Now how It's a mess

"What happened?"

"This breath, how can I feel oppressed. "

"That can't be. If he is the reincarnation of his ancestors, he can't bully his descendants!"

"This is Is Xu Hao's naivety the reincarnation of his ancestors

Hou Yi frowned. He felt that Xu Haotian had almost the same breath as the stone statue just now.

Yang Jian murmured to himself. In Xu Haotian's eyes against fate, they felt this breath.

That feeling is felt again!

The gold fire of Xiye was surging and rising, and the body of the ancient demon God was condensed in an instant, which directly reached the height of 100 Zhang. Nezha and others were shocked.

Hoo -

Xu Haotian had no time to think at all, but a very violent breath burst out of his body and rushed directly into the sea of divine knowledge, which instantly entered a kind of mysterious and mysterious.

Did Wang Xiaofeng start to march into saints 170000 years ago?

Once sanctified, immortal!

Xu Haotian's body trembled. Everything in the world with holy words is not ordinary. The most remarkable examples are those sages standing at the top of the pyramid in Chinese mythology and legend.

Holy bone?

Wang Xiaofeng's voice is still excited, and his words are full of fanaticism.

"That's right. This rib is the only holy bone in my body! It contains endless power. I hope you can fly higher

Fengliang is not only Xu Haotian's servant, but also the holy court nine guards of former domain Master Wang Xiaofeng, which can be said to be the most influential.

When they heard Fengliang's words, they were still puzzled, but they were relieved.

"Don't be nervous, master. He is accepting the inheritance of the former Lord. Once the rib is fused, the master will be greatly improved."

………

Confused, Xu Haotian slowly opened his eyes.

The next second, he was stunned. He found himself standing on the wall of the city. In the distance was a desolate desert. The wall he stood on was hundreds of feet high. It is especially prominent in the open desert.

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