Way of Immortal Sovereign

Ye Hao's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion, like the cold wind blowing in the Nine Nether Hell, making the Zihua Shengzi's heart stunned, and he opened his mouth to continue taunting, but his instinct told him that if he had no more words Block, maybe I will really fall here in the next instant.

This made the son of Zihua feel a little aggrieved. As a saint of blood, one of the most stunning arrogances of the Zi Tianzong, when has he received such threats? If he is in the depths of the star sea, he has absolutely no fear at all, because anyone Knowing the power of Zi Tianzong, if you dare to kill him, you will definitely arouse the endless anger of Zi Tianzong.

But in this wild and dilapidated primordial star, there is really no bottom in his heart.

These native cultivators didn't know how big the Zitianzong was. If the young man in front of him was a stunned boy, then he would have died too wrongly.

"To live"

After holding back for a long time, the son of Zihua finally spoke like a mosquito, his handsome face flushed red, and his heart felt unprecedented humiliation. He is a saint’s bloodline, a holy child-level evildoer, even in the vast sea of ​​stars. He is a arrogant and famous, when did he whisper to others for mercy?

But at this moment, in this savage world, he is softened to an indigenous teenager. It is true that the murderous intent in the eyes of the teenager is too real. The son of Zihua is really afraid of encountering a stunned youth, then he has not yet bloomed. Life will end in this cage of heaven and earth.

After all, if he could live, no one would want to die. Although the son of Zihua was proud, he was not stupid.

He still has a great life, full of grace, and has never really grown up. In the future, he will aspire to the supreme, and even the realm of saints. It is nothing to endure a moment of humiliation.

With such self-comfort in his heart, the anger and humiliation in the eyes of the son of Zihua slowly dissipated, and his face was dull: "Speak, what conditions."

Seeing Zihua Shengzi who was still proud and arrogant not long ago, but at this moment, he seemed to let go of all his psychological baggage. Ye Hao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. To be honest, if he had to be a last resort, he didn't want to kill the foreign son for the time being.

Although he has never been to the depths of the Star Sea, he can still imagine that if a saint's bloodline falls, it will definitely set off a shocking storm in the Star Sea, especially the Taoism behind the son of Zihua, will explode into the sky, and it will be inevitable by then. There will be endless troubles and disasters.

A big Luozong made the Star Cultivator of the Beginning scorched. If it weren't for the Bailian Supreme, the world would definitely bleed and float, and the corpses would be millions. If you add the Taoism behind the Zihua Shengzi, even Ye Hao can't Imagine how many people will die in the world by then.

Of course, this is also because Ye Hao does not know the existence of Xinghailing, but even if he knows, he does not want to kill the son of Zihua for the time being, because in the future he will return to the Eastern Wilderness to settle the blood debt, and he will be unable to handle it alone. It's also time to build your own strength.

"Take a soul oath and be my slave for thousands of years. After thousands of years, I will set you free."

After Ye Hao's black eyes flickered for a while, he spoke coldly, but as soon as his voice fell, the Son of Zihua screamed angrily: "Let me be your slave? No way! No talk! "

The anger appeared in the eyes of the son of Zihua, which was stronger than before. He originally thought that the young man wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail some cultivation resources. No matter the magical powers or the mother gold of elixir, he could accept it as long as the lion didn't open his mouth.

But who ever thought that the young man actually wanted him!

The blood of a dignified saint, a holy child-level Tianjiao, if he becomes a slave of an indigenous cultivator, if this is spread, even if he is free in the future, what face does he have to walk in the stars?

The most important thing is that the longevity of the celestial phenomena cultivator is only a thousand years at most. Doesn't that mean that he will be trapped in this wild world for the rest of his life, following a native who emerges from nowhere?

Thinking of this, the son of Zihua couldn't help but feel sad, "Kill, this son would rather die than be your slave!"

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Seeing the son of Zihua who looked resentful and regarded death as home, Ye Hao couldn't help touching his nose. The number of years he had agreed on seemed to be a bit longer, and he made the former react so much.

"Well, you and I each step back, five hundred years."

Ye Hao gave a light cough, spoke faintly, and at the same time pinched the tactics with his fingertips, the soul-suppression bridge became apparent, floating above the son of Zihua, the vast and majestic coercion pervaded, "If you disagree, you will be prepared to be under the soul-suppression bridge. A ray of remnant soul."

"you"

The anger in Zihua Shengzi's eyes rose, and he wanted to denounce him angrily, but the heavy and terrifying sense of oppression on the Soul-Jing Bridge made him seem to be facing a Primordial Demon Mountain, and hesitated in his heart.

In his current state, if he was suppressed by this strange stone bridge, he would definitely not die again.

If you can live, who wants to die?

Five hundred years is really not unacceptable!

It's better to die than to live.

The son of Zihua kept comforting himself, and finally gritted his teeth in humiliation, and said in hatred: "It's not impossible to ask me to promise, but you must keep it secret and you must not disclose this matter, even after five hundred years. Never let it out!"

Ye Hao was startled, his expression couldn't help being slightly weird. He didn't expect that this extraterritorial sage would be on the verge of death, and he was still worried about unimportant things like reputation.

"Well, I agreed."

Ye Hao nodded and made a soul oath at the strong request of the son of Zihua, not to disclose the agreement between the two.

"And your bald head! You can't reveal a word today!"

The son of Zihua looked at Lu Guan bitterly, and the latter could only make a soul oath with a weird look. At the same time, he could not help but sigh in his heart, accepting the blood of a saint as a slave, not to mention the entire primordial star, I am afraid even in Xinghai Deep It is extremely rare everywhere.

Such a crazy thing can only be done by a brave talent like a young man.

Finally, after the Son of Zihua was sure that today's matter would not be revealed, he reluctantly took the soul oath and followed Ye Hao for five hundred years.

Of course, even if there is the shackles of the soul oath, but for the sake of safety, Ye Hao still uses the spirit formation method in the inheritance of Shen Jiuyou to set dozens of restrictions in the former body, all of which are some unsolvable means of death, and the Zihua Shengzi’s Divine Soul, Sea of ​​Consciousness, Sea of ​​Life, and Dao Soul are all tied together.

In this regard, the face of the Zihua Shengzi was extremely ugly. He did not expect that after the soul oath restriction, the young man was still so cautious. He estimated that even the ancestors of the saints in the clan would be powerless to break the restrictions in his body. , I am afraid that it is himself who die first.

"It's really vicious!" The son of Zihua said bitterly, "This son has kept his promises and made a soul oath to be witnessed by the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth. You still use this little trick to guard me!"

Regarding the resentment of the son of Zihua, Ye Hao completely did not see him, and kicked him at random and said: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly and go to the depths of the ruins."