Chapter 1251: Planning the Chaos Treasure, the retreat dissipates
Within the Ninth Flood Desolation, except for the Chaos Treasure that now has the Lord, there are only the broken Creation Jade Plate, the broken Pangu Axe, and the broken Thirty-six Rank Blue Lotus.
But Luo Hu knew very well that back then, Wang Hao planned the three major lotus platforms, and its body was a twelve-grade green lotus, and its purpose was one hundred percent to make his own body grow into a thirty-six-grade chaotic green lotus.
Except for Qinglian, there are only the Creation Jade Disc and the Pangu Axe.
Three points for the Jade Disc of Creation, Wang Hao, Hongjun and himself each hold one point, and if you want to get it, unless you kill Wang Hao and Hongjun, this is obviously unrealistic.
The only thing that can be planned is the Pangu Axe!
As soon as he thought of this, a strong light burst out from the bottom of Luo Hu's eyes, and he said: "Tongtian is one of the three Qings of Pangu, if you ......"
In the end, Luo Hu's voice was inaudible, but Wang Hao could hear what the latter meant.
To put it bluntly, after listening to the story of raising his eyebrows, he has already moved his mind about those treasures that he disdained.
Although there is not much hope of gathering the three innate supreme treasures to recover the Pangu Axe, once it is successful, it means that he has mastered a Chaos Arcana, even if it is a fancy shelf, it is enough for him to go to various chaos to find the same origin to devour and improve himself.
At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and seemed to think of something, and a strong light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he stared at Wang Hao with blazing eyes: "Emperor Qing, Yang Liu's guy is coming to the Ninth Flood Wilderness, let's join forces to have any hope of killing him!" ”
"Fellow Daoist, tell me the truth, what is your combat power after merging with that second elemental god?"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Hu's eyes also looked at Wang Hao.
He remembered the power of Wang Hao and the Demon Venerable after they merged when they were not in Zhou Mountain.
Now that Wang Hao has become holy, the demon clan is even more impacting the merger, once it succeeds, what kind of power will burst out after the two merge?
Facing the raised eyebrows and Luo Hu's gaze, Wang Hao was stunned, and then shrugged his shoulders and said: "This Emperor really doesn't know, after all, this Emperor has just returned from the Chaos Ancient Battlefield, and then he was asked by Luo Hu Daoyou to come here, and he really hasn't tried to merge with the Demon Venerable!" ”
"However, according to Bendi's estimate, when the time comes, Hedao should be no weaker than the Daoist friend who raises his eyebrows, and it may be a line stronger."
Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and his eyes were even brighter, and he said: "Very good, Emperor Qing, let's join forces to do a vote, as long as Yang Liu is killed, I only need Yang Liu's corpse and the innate treasure on his body, and the rest of the treasures are all yours?" ”
Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but glance at him.
Although he didn't know how many treasures Yang Liu had, he wouldn't be less.
But he didn't think that he and Yang Mei would be able to kill Yang Liu by joining forces, after all, the scene of Yang Liu fighting against the Three Great Perfections in the ancient battlefield that day was still vivid.
Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh, and then opened his mouth to briefly describe the scene he saw on the ancient battlefield.
After finishing speaking, Wang Hao's eyes looked at the raised eyebrows and said: "Fellow Daoist, this emperor can promise you that you can join forces to try it if you are absolutely sure, but in the opinion of this emperor, this hope is still very slim, unless Daoist friends reach the Great Perfection of the Dao, or the emperor himself breaks through the Merge Dao and merges with the demon venerable to have hope of really leaving Yang Liu, otherwise, even if Yang Liu is defeated, we can't kill it at all." ”
As Wang Hao finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and was silent, and Luo Hu was also silent.
Through Wang Hao's narration, Yang Liu's current strength has not yet recovered to the point of the Great Perfection of the Combined Dao, but he can fight against three Hedao-level powerhouses from outside the region and gain the upper hand, which can be inferred from Yang Liu's strength.
The most important thing is that Yang Liu has the invincible law: order, and Yang Mei and Luo Hu know much more about this law of order than Wang Hao.
After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and came back to his senses, clenched his fists and said: "No matter how difficult it is, I have to try, at this point, there must be a battle between me and Yang Liu, either he dies or I die, there is no choice." ”
As he spoke, his eyebrows raised his eyes looked at Wang Hao and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have a way to go back to the Ninth Flood Wilderness?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Luo Hu's eyes also looked at Wang Hao, and said, "Yes, Daoyou, have the two guys from the White Bone Clan recovered?" If we recover, let's get out of here as soon as possible! ”
Obviously, after being suppressed by the rules of the Eighth Flood Desolation, Rahu has given up his plan to devour Satan, and it can even be said that he still has to beware of being foreseen by Satan, once the two sides meet, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
Hearing this, Wang Hao's expression also changed a few times.
With a movement of his mind, he directly summoned the two people of the White Bone Clan from within the Thousand Worlds.
After landing, two wails rang out.
I saw that one of the two people of the White Bone Clan had descended to the Great Perfection of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the other had descended to the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and they had no ability to open the gate of hell again.
Seeing this scene, Luo Hu's face instantly became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, how can this be!" ”
Obviously, he also knew that after the power of the two was suppressed, if he couldn't open the gate of hell, then he and the others would not be able to leave the Eighth Flood Desolation, and they would even be in crisis all the time.
At this moment, the two people of the White Bone Clan on the ground also came back to their senses, and after glancing at each other, a trace of horror rose in their eyes, and then they raised their heads and looked at Wang Hao and said, "Lord Qingdi, what's going on?" Why is our cultivation suppressed? ”
Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.
Although he had already guessed this, the real decline in the strength of these two still made him a little difficult to accept in his heart.
With a wave of his hand, Wang Hao said, "It's nothing, you two go to cultivate, and strive to return to the cultivation of the quasi-saint as soon as possible!" ”
Hearing this, although the two people of the White Bone Clan were puzzled, after seeing that Wang Hao's expression was not very good, they also understood that there were some things that should not be heard more, and after nodding, they walked towards the distance.
When the two people of the White Bone Clan went to a certain place in the valley to cultivate, Luo Hu smashed a big tree with one punch, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, the cultivation of these two guys has been suppressed, won't we be able to get out?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Wang Hao was also obviously silent, in the state of the two of the White Bone Clan, he wanted to return to the quasi-saint, but he was afraid that there would be no hope for thousands of years, but how could he delay here for so long, once Gu and Yang Liu descended on the Ninth Flood Wilderness and he was not there, then ......
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