Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but glance at the Demon Venerable.

Indeed, as he said, as long as the Dao demons and lichs are destroyed now, the desolation will be completely under his control.

He had thought about it before.

But it was soon vetoed by Wang Hao.

The Ninth Flood Desolation is the existence closest to the memory of his previous life, he doesn't dare to guarantee that if he occupies the Ninth Flood Desolation, what will happen to him, will he appear in the future? And will it lead to the disappearance of himself?

All of this made Wang Hao dare not take risks.

But he didn't leave all of them, at least he would leave some of the monks of the Blue Emperor Palace behind, even if he didn't reign now, but when he cultivated strong enough, he could come back and master it.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to do it, whether it is a lich, a dao demon or many innate gods in the wilderness, their existence has a certain meaning, if it is directly erased, it means that even the last bit of humanity in his heart will be wiped out, and he will only become a puppet chasing the avenue in the end.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao shook his head, and then said: "The Ninth Flood Wilderness is the birthplace of this emperor, and there is no need for this emperor to be wiped out, the most important thing is that this emperor wants to use this place as a springboard." ”

"Under the avenue, nine is the extreme number, plus the existence of the Heavenly Dao, I vaguely feel that the ninth flood desolation seems to be related to a huge secret, and this secret Heavenly Dao knows, but I don't know, I can't take risks."

"If we can kill the Heavenly Dao now, then we can naturally master the Ninth Flood Desolation, but not now, the existence of the Heavenly Dao is invisible, especially since he has always appeared with a similar appearance to Ben Di, Ben Di suspects that it is fake, his true body is still hidden in a certain area of the Flood Desolation, it cannot be found, it cannot be calculated, and it cannot be killed."

After listening to Wang Hao's narration, the demon venerable was silent.

Indeed, the existence of the Heavenly Dao is somewhat too beyond common sense.

The most important thing is that the Heavenly Dao seems to have some kind of secret body, and if the latter's true body cannot be found, it will not be able to control the Ninth Flood Desolation, even if it is mastered, it is under the control of the Heavenly Dao, and it may even be calculated by the Heavenly Dao at any time.

Rather than this, it is better to let the Qingdi Palace disappear, leaving a little fire to maintain and occupy the luck of the wilderness, and after having absolute certainty, he will come back to unify it, and even completely figure out what Tiandao is planning and what he knows.

Thinking of this, the Demon Venerable spoke: "I'm in favor of leaving, but who do you want to leave behind?" Who will remain in this desolation? ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao was silent.

This is indeed a huge problem.

The people left behind in the Blue Emperor Palace must ensure that they have an absolute foothold, that is to say, they must leave a few saint-level powerhouses.

And if there is a saint-level existence, then there must also be an existence that is enough for the saint-level powerhouses to support, otherwise it is not a good thing for the saints to respect each other.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Gu'er is the prince of my Qingdi Palace, he must stay." ”

"The potential of the Twelve Yuanchen is huge, and they have an absolute certainty of impacting the Dao, but it is a little unbeautiful if they are left behind."

"As for the five elders, although they have reached the cultivation of saints, their own origin power is insufficient, even if they conquer the rest of the desolation, they will be a little powerless, it is better to leave them behind."

"With the existence of the five saints, plus the people teaching Lao Tzu, no matter how the times change, the Qingdi Palace will also stand, at least the Gu Er and others who stay will definitely not have an accident."

Speaking of this, Wang Hao became even more entangled for a while.

The high-level personnel stayed behind, but the monks below were a little difficult to do.

After a long time, Wang Hao shook his head and said: "No matter, after the Emperor has prepared everything, all the monks above the quasi-saint level will leave with the Emperor, and the rest of the Daluo Jinxian and below will stay, and what to do in the end is not something that the Emperor has to pay attention to, it depends on their own development and choice." ”

Seeing that Wang Hao had made up his mind, the demon venerable didn't say anything.

Slowly stepping forward, the demon venerable said: "Okay, since you have made up your mind, there is nothing more to say, after solving the matter of the Eighth Flood Famine and the Pangu Palace of Buzhou Mountain, let's leave!" ”

Nodding, Wang Hao also put away his thoughts, the most important thing now is the invasion of the Eighth Flood Desolation.

Even after solving the matter of Pangu Palace, even if Wang Hao did not go to exterminate the Eighth Flood Desolation, he must go to the land of heaven, and only by getting the same origin could he continue his plan.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

On this day, the East China Sea was flooded, and the wind was surging.

A black pillar of light rose into the sky.

The three islands of Penglai and the three thousand cities moved thousands of nautical miles.

Under the sky-high black pillar of light, the entire flood was covered with dark clouds, and thunder roared, as if the end of the world was about to come.

Phew-

Phew-

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and Hongjun, Rahu and raised eyebrows came beyond the black pillar of light.

Looking at the pillar of light surging with a terrifying aura, the faces of the three of them flashed with solemnity.

After about a while, the monks of the Blue Emperor Palace, the two sects of Dao and Demon came to this area.

As far as the eye can see, the former site of the three islands of Penglai is densely shrouded in one figure after another, and the atmosphere of the war quietly permeates out.

At this moment, a space-time rift emerged, and the figures of Wang Hao and Demon Venerable slowly walked out of it.

Looking at the three of Hongjun, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth outlined a smile and said, "Fellow Daoists, this emperor is late!" ”

Hearing this, Luo Hu, Hongjun and raised their eyebrows at Wang Hao, and the corners of their mouths rose: "Where is the Qingdi, this guy from the Eighth Flood Desolation has not come out yet, how can it be said that he is late." ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and seemed to think of something, and looked at Wang Hao and said, "Qingdi, how much power can you exert after merging with the Demon Venerable?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Hongjun and Luo Hu immediately looked at Wang Hao.

For this, they are also very curious, although they know that the combined power of the two is extremely powerful, but they also don't know the general situation, now that the enemy is coming, they want to know something to deploy.

Reflecting the expressions of the three of them, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth outlined a smile and said: "It's not too high, after the merger, you can barely reach the realm of the late stage of the merger!" ”

Of course, Wang Hao did not directly say that although he was only a cultivator in the later stage of the Merge Dao, he had the power to resist the consummation of the Merge Dao.

If nothing else, if it is also said, it will inevitably be more complicated today's affairs, and with the pride of Hongjun and Rahu, I am afraid that some unnecessary emotions will arise because of this matter.

(End of chapter)