After listening to Wang Hao's words, Houtu was silent.

If this is the case, it means that there must be a powerful monk who is calculating her.

And although she doesn't have a primordial god, she is also an ancestral witch, and there are few people in the power of the pseudo-saint who can compare with her.

In addition to the pseudo-saint, it is obvious that she is a saint who can calculate her!

For a moment, the image of the saint in the desolation wandered in the mind of the beginning of Houtu.

In any case, she couldn't imagine that it was not a saint who was calculating her, but the way of heaven.

In this regard, Wang Hao has no intention of breaking it, after all, now he and Tiandao are still in a cooperative relationship, and some things are still good in moderation.

The most important thing is that Wang Hao has already helped Houtu analyze it, if the latter still can't wake up or dodge, then even if he incarnates as a reincarnation, it is none of his business.

But one thing Wang Hao can be sure of is that Houtu will definitely hesitate for a period of time in the future, which may be hundreds of years or thousands of years, and this is the buffer time given to him.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Hao chose to tell Houtu about this, and his biggest purpose is to let Houtu not fall into the calculation of the Heavenly Dao so quickly, and not to break the balance of the twelve ancestors so quickly.

After a long time, Hou Tu came back to his senses, and after glancing at Wang Hao responsibly, he immediately bowed and said, "Thank you Emperor Qing for reminding me, I know!" ”

In this regard, Wang Hao nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the ban that shrouded Huoshenshan was lifted, and he sat down and took out a wine jug and drank it by himself.

At the other end, Houtu didn't care when he saw this, he sat on the Qinglian platform, quietly thinking about something.

As time passed, the sound of roaring snakes resounded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhu Rong and other ancestral witches join hands to grab a fire-winged snake that was thousands of feet long and hundreds of feet rough and returned quickly.

Although this Firewing Snake is a pseudo-saint-level cultivator, and even its own ability to escape is very strong, it has no resistance in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the eleven ancestral witches.

Soon, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch landed on the ground with the Firewing Snake.

Throwing the wounded firewing snake on the ground, Zhu Rongxing hurriedly shouted: "Emperor Qing, this beast has been caught, you can do it quickly!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao immediately put down the wine gourd in his hand and slowly stood up from the lotus platform.

One step later, Wang Hao's figure came to the front of the Fire Wing Snake, the Eye of the Blue Emperor opened and looked at it, and after making sure that the demon spirit of the Fire Wing Snake was complete, he nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, a strong look of resentment and horror rose in the bloody eyes of the Firewing Snake, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Qingdi, you are actually helping the ancestral witch, why, why is this!" ”

In this regard, Wang Hao calmly glanced at the Firewing Snake and said, "Quack, shut up for this emperor!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hao's eyes of the Green Emperor were bright, and the illusory shadow of the thirty-two green lotus was condensed, and in an instant, the huge body of the fire-winged snake trembled, and finally the power of the momentum collapsed, and he lay on the ground weakly, convulsing all over his body as if he was afraid to the extreme, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing this scene, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches.

They were ancestral witches, and they couldn't completely and clearly feel the coercion from Wang Hao.

But this fire-winged snake is not, he is a cultivator of the primordial god, how can he be a pseudo-saint when the saint is angry? The inner line of defense collapsed, and all the careful thinking was useless in front of Wang Hao.

After doing all this, Wang Hao didn't have it, he took out the bronze big knife with a wave, his eyes flashed, and he threw it up casually.

Freezing the bronze broadsword in mid-air with mana, Wang Hao let out a sigh, and then said with a solemn expression: "This emperor said: The flesh of the fire-winged snake belongs to the blade, the primordial spirit returns to the hilt, and the demon spirit returns to the blade." ”

The technique of the Great Law was launched, and the Firewing Snake didn't even have any resistance, its body, the primordial spirit and the demon spirit flew out directly, and went straight into the bronze big knife, leaving only a piece of cartilage and snake skin, not even a drop of blood stains did not exist.

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, Di Jiang and the other witches couldn't help but gasp.

Immediately afterward, the twelve ancestral witches, including Di Jiang, all felt their scalps tingle, and the horror of the Great Law Law Technique was revealed at this moment.

A pseudo-saint-level fire-winged snake, even if the eleven ancestors joined forces, they couldn't do it like this.

But now?

Just Wang Hao's words, this fire-winged snake collapsed and collapsed, and what didn't even have the slightest resistance was to integrate the primordial spirit, demon spirit and body into the bronze broadsword, which ......

After a long while, Zhu Rong was the first to come back to his senses, blinking his lips and muttering: "Is this the power of a top monk, just one sentence has such power, Emperor Qing, how far have you reached?" ”

Similarly, Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches' inner emotions are also tumbling at the moment.

With this scene happening in front of them, they once again realized the power that belonged to the saints, and once again saw Wang Hao's horror.

Subconsciously, Di Jiang and other ancestors were even more unwilling to fight with Wang Hao in their hearts, but the gap between the two sides was too big.

Even though the Wu clan has always advocated breaking ten thousand laws with one force, they are a little helpless in the face of such a great magic power as the law of the law.

Taking in the reflections of the twelve ancestors, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth couldn't help but outline a smile.

It shocked the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which was a surprise for him.

However, Wang Hao quickly came back to his senses, and did not have much joy because of this incident, a pair of eyes were staring at the bronze broadsword in mid-air, and his brows were slightly furrowed to show a thoughtful look.

With the passage of time, the primordial spirit, demon spirit and physical body of the Firewing Serpent have all been integrated into it.

On the entire bronze broadsword, there are dark red traces emerging at this moment, and you can see the pattern of a fire-winged snake coming to life on the blade, and the power of the bronze broadsword is not surprisingly increased by a full thirty percent.

This scene immediately attracted Zhu Rong's attention, looking at the obviously enhanced bronze broadsword, he couldn't help but shout: "It's really successful!" ”

Before Zhu Rong could not wait to step forward, Wang Hao frowned and said: "No, although the Firewing Snake is integrated into it, the machine spirit is still not born, and it is still a little worse." ”

As he spoke, Wang Hao took a step forward, and his figure instantly came to the bronze broadsword, the eyes of the Blue Emperor scanned, and kept looking at it, wanting to see what he had omitted.

(End of chapter)