Huang Er saw Hao Xinren's appearance, and he didn't dare to make a move.

Time passed little by little, the patriarch's plan was executed very smoothly, the Yellow Dog clan lost the earth immortals, and was defeated and retreated under the offensive of the Tianlong tribe, and Hao Xinren's heart was also raised higher and higher.

According to the plan of the patriarch. The local strategy adopted this time is psychological warfare, as well as Tian Ji horse racing.

After the others ate the strange peanut beans, in the face of those nine-grade immortals, the eight-grade immortals could barely hold on for a while.

And the patriarch, a second-grade earth immortal, solved an eight-grade human immortal at his fastest speed, forming a situation where more fights less.

As for Huang Er, a fourth-grade earth immortal, of course, he has to sacrifice an inferior horse - Hao Xinren, who has no grade and no immortal, but looks as strong as a heavenly immortal.

Five minutes later, a scream rang out in the center of the ring.

The eight-rank immortal who fought against the patriarch had already died.

"Not good!"

The moment after his death, Huang Er understood the patriarch's thoughts.

"Senior, if you don't get out of the way, I'm going to be rude to you. ”

Hao Xinren glanced at him lightly, and returned to his unfazed appearance.

"You ......"

Huang Er still didn't dare to make a move at Hao Xinren.

But on the other side of the ring, the patriarch has already fought with the remaining eight-rank immortal, if it continues like this, the Yellow Dog tribe will definitely be defeated.

"Lao Tzu fought with you, I don't believe you are a bullshit immortal, a third-level spiritual method, and a red wave slash. ”

Although Huang Er shouted loudly, he only used sixty percent of his strength for this blow.

If Hao Xinren was not a celestial immortal, sixty percent of his strength would be enough to kill Hao Xinren.

In case Hao Xinren was a heavenly immortal, even if Huang Er used twelve points of strength, it would be impossible to hurt Hao Xinren in the slightest.

In that case, it is better to leave yourself with four points of strength to escape.

The red wave slash was like tumbling magma, and the three-zhang high wave struck Hao Xinren, as if there were no bones left to devour it.

If Hao Xinren hadn't clenched his teeth tightly, his heart would have jumped out long ago.

However, Hao Xinren's face was still indifferent.

Three-zhang high waves surged up behind Hao Xinren.

"Immortal law, water mirror technique, ten thousand laws are mutually restrictive. ”

In fact, where is this immortal method water mirror technique, it is just the most ordinary first-level Dao method wave stacking technique.

It's just that the matter of "Hao Xinren's immortal method" has been preconceived in everyone's hearts.

Under the replenishment of a steady stream of spiritual power, the Wave Stack Recipe exerted a power far beyond that of the Wave Stack Recipe.

It's not an immortal law, but it has also become an "immortal law".

The waves met the magma, and the spiritual power in Hao Xinren's system began to be consumed wildly.

1,000 spiritual power.

Two thousand spiritual powers.

......

Eventually, the waves disappear at the same time as the magma.

Hao Xinren consumed a full 3,678 spiritual power to offset Huang Er's tentative blow.

The result of this blow seemed to be that the two sides were evenly matched and invincible, but in the eyes of Huang Er, this was not the case.

"How is this possible, could it be that he is really a heavenly immortal? This immortal method can really completely see through my spell, and copy a blow that is comparable to its attributes, but with exactly the same power?"

In Huang Er's eyes, Hao Xinren just casually used a move and defeated his own attack.

The most important thing is that after Hao Xinren destroyed his attack, the monstrous waves also disappeared without a trace at the same time, and no extra spiritual power was wasted.

With such a degree of control over spiritual power, I'm afraid ordinary immortals can't do this.

He didn't know that Hao Xinren had a system that could deliver spiritual power to spells at any time.

"No, I must not let that old immortal run away again, try again!"

The spiritual power in Huang Er's body has been condensed into his right hand, and the spiritual power of the weather around him has become irritable again.

This blow is at least ninety percent cultivated.

"Again?"

Hao Xinren almost couldn't resist the urge to surrender.

"No, you can't sit still. ”

Hao Xinren decided to take the initiative.

He looked at the spiritual power that was constantly gathering around Huang Er, and shook his head incomprehensibly.

"Alas~ Idiot, idiot, I didn't expect your obsession to be so deep. ”

"Please also ask the seniors to be gracious and let me avenge my son!"

Although Huang Er was pleading, he did not stop the constantly changing magic seal in his own hand.

"I am detached from the world, and I am not related to the Tianlong tribe, do you know why I am wading into this troubled water? Do you know why I want to help him?"

"The younger generation doesn't know. ”

Huang Er still didn't stop the movements in his hand, and the magic seal was about to take shape.

After seeing this scene, Hao Xinren couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, at this time, it was better to make a long story short and go straight to the point.

So he omitted the eight-hundred-word foreshadowing.

"For he can give me a treasure, which I have been looking for three thousand seven hundred and twenty-one years.

There is only one such treasure for each tribe, and it determines the luck of the entire tribe, and I can only get it if the entire patriarch willingly hands it over.

The old man sees that you are so obsessed, and he doesn't want to block your path of revenge, as long as you are willing to hand over this treasure, I will step down immediately, and I will not get involved in the affairs of your two tribes, how about it?"

After Hao Xinren finished speaking, the law seal in Huang Er's hand was still one step away from being completed.

But Huang Er still stopped.

"Is this true?"

"Naturally, take it seriously. ”

"Okay, I don't know what the treasure is that the seniors want, and the juniors will give it to the seniors now. ”

For Huang Er, whether he can do it with Hao Xinren or not is naturally the best choice.

Looking at the spiritual power of heaven and earth that was slowly regaining its calmness, Hao Xinren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"According to legend, countless years ago, when the heavens and the earth first opened, Hongmeng suddenly appeared, and after the Pangu god opened the world, he left three treasures.

The first piece is called ......"

Hao Xinren said for five minutes, but he didn't say what the treasure he needed was.

"Ahh

The only remaining eight-rank human immortal of the Yellow Dog tribe has also been decapitated.

Hao Xinren didn't seem to hear the scream.

"The second is ......"

"Senior, you directly tell what the treasure is, how can I give it to you. ”

After Hao Xinren was interrupted, a rare trace of anger appeared on his face.

"If you don't listen to me, how can I tell you what the treasure is? How can you give it to me? If you don't even have the patience to do it, do it!"

"This ...... The juniors don't dare, and they ask the seniors to continue. ”

Huang Er gritted his teeth and pressed down that impetuous heart.

"The second is ......"

Another eight minutes passed.

"Ahh

A nine-rank immortal of the Yellow Ear tribe was also murdered.

"Senpai!"

Huang Er really couldn't wait, but after he saw Hao Xinren's impatient eyes, he still swallowed the words in his mouth.

"The third is ......"

"Ahh

Of the Nine Rank Human Immortals of the Yellow Dog Tribe, there is only one person left.

But what treasures Hao Xinren needs, Huang Er still doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know anymore.

I saw Huang Er with his trembling hands, pointing at Hao Xinren and scolding:

"You...... You stinky boy, pretending to be a ghost here, delaying time, I'm fighting with you!"

Huang Er's hands danced in mid-air at a speed that Hao Xinren couldn't see.

"Fourth-level spiritual method, Suzaku Fury. ”

A ten-zhang sized, completely composed of fire, the Vermilion Bird directly hit Hao Xinren.

Twelve successes in a fit of rage.

"I'll go, come really, the stinky old man save me!"