Thinking of being able to resurrect his father, Zhao Xiaoning's mood is not to mention how excited he is.

Yes, he has already thought about it, and after resurrecting the old man, he will scold him severely, although this has a common ethics, but his act of drinking dichlorvos and taking poison back then was really cowardly and selfish!

"Boss, what's the situation? Is the grass still ripe?"

Erdan also felt the ripe breath of the Yang Grass in the small world, and rushed out excitedly.

"Yes!" The corners of Zhao Xiaoning's mouth rose, just now, he clearly felt the fluctuation of that formation, and he could be sure that the Yang Returning Grass was about to mature.

"The grass is about to ripen, so what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pick it!" said Erdan impatiently.

"Brother Yan Zhi, let's leave first, you can heal your injuries here, and it's not too late to leave after your injuries heal. Zhao Xiaoning said to Yan Zhi.

"Brother Zhao, please stay!"

Yan Zhi opened his mouth and said in a solemn tone: "In my opinion, you don't need to go to that troubled water, I came here in the Kunlun Snow Region before, and there are many strong people gathered there. There are dozens of false saints alone, not to mention the sub-saints, and the number of sub-saints is also huge. They all gathered over there to capture the Yang Returning Grass, and if you go over there with your current strength, you will really go to the underworld to reunite with your relatives. ”

Yan Zhi's words are very funny, but the meaning is also very clear, Zhao Xiaoning's current strength is too weak, and he will die a tragic death if he rushes forward. Not to mention Zhao Xiaoning, even he didn't dare to approach Kunlun Mountain.

"Senior brother, you come with me!" Zhao Xiaoning looked in the direction of Ju'an Cemetery.

Sou!

A faint sound of breaking wind sounded, and he saw the red-haired corpse king with a soul chain wrapped around his body flying to Zhao Xiaoning's side, and the corpse qi emanating from his body was even very jealous of Yan Zhi.

"Brother Zhao, I still don't think you can go over there, although this Yang Grass is not as rare as the opportunity to become holy, but it has the ability to resurrect the dead, and to some extent, it is far more valuable than the opportunity to become holy. Yan Zhi said in a solemn tone.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "I know Brother Yan Zhi's kindness, but as you said before, even if I enter the underworld, it will be very difficult to resurrect my relatives, even so, why don't I choose a simple and direct method? ”

Yan Zhi shook his head disappreciatively: "This is too risky. ”

Zhao Xiaoning chuckled: "This matter is indeed very risky, but only adventure can make my blood boil and let me find passion!"

Seriously, during this time, Zhao Xiaoning felt a little floating, first killing the God King, and then Tianzun, that kind of life made him feel a little unreal. That's why he's looking for some passion. Of course, resurrecting Daddy has always been his dream.

"Go ahead, go ahead, if you really have an accident, I will definitely let you vote for a good family in the next life. Yan Zhi sighed and didn't say anything more.

"Dude, you should be glad that the two of us are good, otherwise I would have to beat you up, why do you say such frustrating words?" Zhao Xiaoning glanced at him, then took off into the air, and flew towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain with the second egg and the red-haired corpse king.

"Boss, what strength do you have now?" asked Erdan in mid-air.

Zhao Xiaoning shook his head: "My deity should be able to kill the pseudo-saint, but this is very difficult, unless it is fused with the clone." As for how strong it will be after fusion, I don't know, but I think I should be able to get rid of Yasheng!"

During this time, the strength of those people in Zhao Xiaoning's nine small worlds has improved significantly, and they all have the realm of the lower heavenly gods, as long as they become Tianzun, then Zhao Xiaoning can become a quasi-saint.

As soon as the words changed, Zhao Xiaoning looked at Erdan: "What about you, what strength do you have now?"

The number of the top ten saints is different, and Erdan has obtained the only weapon, so Zhao Xiaoning can't measure his strength with his own eyes. Because each sanctification quota represents a different thing, Xuanyuan Divine Sword is undoubtedly the strongest one.

Erdan thought for a moment and said, "If I'm lucky, I can kill Yasheng." ”

Zhao Xiaoning hummed: "Your book has also collapsed!"

"With you, how can there be a reason not to collapse?" the second egg laughed.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "Try not to do anything after you go to Kunlun Mountain. ”

"How can you fight for the Yang Grass if you don't do it?" asked Erdan, puzzled.

The corners of Zhao Xiaoning's mouth rose: "Formation!"

"Formation?slaughter?" Erdan couldn't help frowning: "Boss, are you kidding?"

"Wait and see!" Zhao Xiaoning didn't explain anything too much, in order to return the Yang Grass, he had been preparing for a long time and played a big game of chess, otherwise, how could he dare to seize the Yang Returning Grass in the hands of so many pseudo-saints and sub-saints?

The speed of the red-haired corpse king was very fast, and the three of them came to Kunlun Mountain during the conversation, and came to the position where the Yang Grass grew.

As soon as he appeared in mid-air, Zhao Xiaoning felt a terrifying aura, they existed on different mountains, and there were hundreds of people as far as the eye could see. Without exception, they are either false saints or sub-saints.

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, both pseudo-saints and sub-saints are very rare, but in fact, there are many of them, whether they are pseudo-saints or sub-saints, but they live in a world that ordinary people can't control.

When Zhao Xiaoning and the three of them just appeared, they suddenly became the focus of everyone's eyes.

No!

To be precise, the red-haired corpse king has become the focus of everyone's eyes, especially the soul chain on his body, he is no stranger to these pseudo-saints and sub-saints of this kind of big killer, which represents the end of an era.

It's just that they didn't expect the soul chain to appear on a red-haired corpse king.

Could it be that this red-haired corpse king evolved from the killing god Feng Yu?

Yes, in their eyes, it is impossible for the god-killing Feng Yu to survive the end of the law era, and it is possible to evolve into a zombie.

"Little doll, do you also want to get involved in the Yang Returning Grass?" a certain sub-saint smiled and spoke, but his eyes were staring at the soul chain on the red-haired corpse king's body, don't look at them that they have the cultivation of a half-step saint, but they have not yet become a real saint. Therefore, a holy weapon is also extremely precious to them, and if they can obtain this soul chain, their strength will definitely increase several times.

Although there were many pseudo-saints and sub-saints around, Zhao Xiaoning was very calm, only to see him smile and shrug his shoulders: "I'm just here to see the excitement, you can just order it at will." ”

Another Yasheng spoke: "It's just an ant, it's best not to have this kind of thought, otherwise it will make your soul fly away in the next second!"

Zhao Xiaoning frowned slightly: "Even so, then it will be as you wish!"

Whoa!

The soul chain roared out, like an aurora, directly through the chest of that sub-saint under the shocked eyes of countless powerhouses, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't react at all.

Seeing that the red-haired corpse king's methods shocked everyone, the corners of Zhao Xiaoning's mouth rose: "To me, you'd better be polite!"