Chapter 439: Chaos Lotus, Demon Venerable Creation (Hall Master Addition)
Qinglian Valley, Wang Hao looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but shout: "How come!"
As far as the eye can see, the pond of green lotus reappears, densely packed and countless. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
But this is not the key, the key is that the lotus flowers in this pool have formed a chaotic color, and they have become chaotic green lotuses, and the aura surging on their bodies does not need to be weak at all.
Even the green lotus holding Wang Qian has bloomed sixteen grades, and its own breath is comparable to the innate treasure, not to mention, in the eggshell above the lotus platform, there is also a breath that is not inferior to Da Luo.
"Could it be that Qian'er is going to break through Da Luo?"
As soon as such a thought arose, Wang Hao couldn't help but be excited in his heart, if Wang Qian could really cope with the disaster and reach Da Luo, it would be really good.
Sure that Wang Qian was safe and likely to reach Da Luo, Wang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he flew up and began to explore the Qinglian space.
Since it wasn't Wang Qian who caused it just now, what was it that triggered his whim.
Speeding all the way, most of the Chaos Demon God's true body has been completely dissolved, and only a few stumps and broken arms remain on the ground.
Finally, when Wang Hao flew to the end of the Qinglian space, he was stunned to find that there seemed to be nothing wrong, the whole space was very quiet, and nothing existed or appeared at all.
Seeing this round, Wang Hao's brows furrowed, and he muttered, "What the hell is going on?"
He didn't give up and walked around the entire Qinglian space, and even opened the Eye of the Blue Emperor halfway, but he still didn't find any suspicious place, which made Wang Hao feel very puzzled and depressed, and said secretly: "What happened to affect my mind." ”
couldn't think of a reason for a long time, and in desperation, Wang Hao could only withdraw from the Qinglian space.
Standing in the small world, Wang Hao suppressed the doubts in his heart and began to cultivate.
The time ratio of the entire small world is one hundred to one, which means that only one year has passed since the flood in the outside world for a hundred years here.
Therefore, Wang Hao plans to stay for 6,000 years, and when the time comes, he will go out and spend the twelve tribulations in one fell swoop to become a Daluo Golden Immortal!
Dispersed and merged, Wang Hao found a hill to retreat, and Demon Venerable began to wander around the small world thoughtfully and didn't know what to do.
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In the blink of an eye, six thousand years have passed in the small world.
When Wang Hao walked out of the top of the mountain, his mana had reached the consummation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and once he had passed the twelve tribulations, he could completely step into the ranks of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.
However, as soon as he walked out of the cave, Wang Hao's brows were furrowed.
As far as the eye can see, a huge beast gallops in this small world, roaring and roaring, constantly fighting, at this moment, Wang Hao even has a sense of visual impact of returning to the beginning and witnessing the countless fierce beasts fighting.
Even with Wang Hao's current cultivation, he couldn't help blurting out at this moment: "Damn, what's going on!"
After finishing his words, a figure appeared in front of him, and it was a demon venerable who had not been seen for six thousand years.
I saw that the latter's face was extremely pale at the moment, and he looked as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle, but the excited luster in his eyes was shining, and he looked extremely excited.
Seeing this scene, after Wang Hao was stunned for a short time, he immediately understood that this matter was only afraid that it had something to do with the Demon Venerable, and even said, "You did all this?"
Hearing this, the Demon Venerable nodded, and said excitedly: "How about it, I'm amazing, I used my own essence and blood to conceive, and I really created a race." ”
Hearing this, Wang Hao frowned.
It is indeed a joy to create a race, but those huge beasts on the ground make people feel unpleasant no matter how you look at them.
If the small world of 6,000 years ago was full of life, then at this moment it is like a ruin, which has been completely destroyed by these beasts.
Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.
For nothing else, these beasts destroyed the small world, which was obviously a compliment to him.
But looking at the excited appearance of the Demon Venerable, Wang Hao couldn't say that he wanted to destroy these beasts, after all, this was also the race created by the latter with his own essence and blood.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao said, "Let's go, follow me to have a look." ”
As he spoke, Wang Hao came to the bottom of the hill in a flash, and his eyes scanned, and soon he was locked in a plain, where more than a dozen beasts were fighting savagely.
Seeing this situation, Wang Hao and the Demon Venerable came here directly.
Sensing the appearance of Wang Hao and the others, those beasts immediately stopped fighting with each other, and after roaring, they directly killed Wang Hao and Demon Venerable.
Seeing this, the demon venerable was furious.
This is the race he created, and it is simply looking for death to dare to do it to him.
In the next second, the momentum of the Taiyi Golden Immortal on the Demon Venerable's body surged, and he was fiercely pressing towards those beasts.
Bang -
In an instant, more than a dozen beasts fell to the ground, roaring in their mouths one by one, as if they were very annoyed, and the scarlet eyes between the bared teeth stared at Wang Hao and the demon venerable, violent and murderous in it.
Seeing this scene, the demon venerable was stunned, and said incredulously: "Damn, what's going on?"
Obviously, he couldn't accept that the race he had created was just like the beast, or even worse than the beast.
Is there any value in the existence of a race that only knows about killing and destruction? This point can't help but make him think deeply.
Wang Hao didn't care about this, he came to the body of a beast when he raised his feet and took a step, ignoring the latter's murderous appearance, and reached out to fit his head, and his divine sense directly penetrated into it.
When the divine sense invaded the beast's head, Wang Hao's brows should not be furrowed.
It was a piece of turbidity, without the slightest sense of consciousness, that is to say, these beasts were not fierce beasts, even if they reached the cultivation of Da Luo or even reached the cultivation of a saint, they would not have any consciousness born.
Thinking of this, Wang Hao's heart couldn't help but flash.
Without a divine soul, and even the most basic consciousness does not exist, such a race is not worthy of being cultivated, and even these beasts have become a meal on the plate at the largest, how can they compare to so many destroyed heavenly and earthly treasures.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao turned to look at the Demon Venerable, who still couldn't accept failure, and said, "Didn't you take a closer look when you created it?"
Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment flashed on the demon clan's face.
When he created the first beast, and after watching the latter stumble out, he didn't pay attention, and was bent on creating what should be a large race.
Now it seems that all this is completely in vain, and even the type who is asking for trouble.
Thinking of this, a fierce snort flashed in the eyes of the demon venerable, and said: "Bastard, let the deity be like this, these guys have to die!" (To be continued.) )