The sky turned into a white jade color, and a vast figure sat on the cloud platform, behind which was the endless heavenly palace, in which the pavilions and pavilions of the heavenly palace were flying, and rare and exotic beasts were playing with each other. Infinite jade light sprinkled down, such a wonderful scenery, but no one dared to look up.

Zhang Baijian half-squatted and blended in the crowd of kneeling on the ground, which was inconspicuous. But it was a creepy touch that made Zhang Baijian feel that the emperor god who came should have discovered his small movements.

After all, the emperor god is the emperor god, and he does not have the slightest joy or anger at Zhang Baidao's small action. Perhaps everyone present was nothing more than ants in the eyes of this emperor god. A swarm of ants, squatting or kneeling, for him, it makes no difference at all.

What made Zhang Baijian feel strange was that Feng Hao, who was originally kneeling on the ground, struggled to stand up, although under the pressure of the emperor god, he failed again and again, but he always did not give up. Looking at the eyes of the figure in the void, there was no reverence, but an inexplicable resentment.

"Greetings to the Emperor of the Wind Heaven, I wish His Majesty the Emperor God a boundless life!"

It was as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and everyone sang it out loud.

Sitting on the gimbal, the Fengtian Emperor God standing high in the sky was quietly looking at the cloaked man. The cloaked man was the second person who did not kneel down in the crowd present. Unlike Zhang Baiji's squatting, the cloaked man stood upright like a sword. Looking directly at the Fengtian Emperor God, that look was not like looking at the supreme emperor god at all, but at an ordinary person who could sit on an equal footing.

"You're back!" the voice of the Wind Heaven Emperor God was ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from the other side of the sky.

The cloaked man just nodded indifferently.

"You're coming later than I thought!" said the cloaked man indifferently.

"Maybe!" The tone of the Wind Heaven Emperor God was also indifferent, just like this world. There is nothing at all. It's worth his concern.

"Since you're back!, then come with me!" said the Wind Heaven Emperor's voice faintly.

After speaking, he did not wait for the cloaked man to answer. The clouds in the sky suddenly flew and turned into boundless jade-colored wind and mist. When the clouds and mist dissipated, both the Wind Emperor God and the Cloaked Man disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Just when everyone had not come back to their senses, there was a sudden burst of black light.

Smack!

The Half-Emperor Divine Soldier's Soul Hook Pen was shattered into two, and the old man of the Hades God Sect also spat out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, and the whole person turned into a dead gray, opening and closing his mouth open. wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't leave a word, and he died.

A veteran witch god powerhouse who has lived for 10,000 years has fallen so simply and strangely.

Yin Wuxie's face was dark, and the taboo was mixed with a very deep hidden resentment, and he glanced deeply at Feng Hao in Zhang Baidao's group, and then hurried away with everyone in the Pluto God Sect.

With the departure of the Hades God Sect, the remaining ancient god dynasties and several major forces also left quickly. even avoided Zhang Baijian and the others like a plague. There was no mention of the old beggar, the god map, or the bronze plate.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Baijian felt that things were getting more and more strange.

Man Thirteen looked thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old beggar glanced at Feng Hao. Then he said: "This time we are lucky, it seems that God still doesn't want to accept me, and will let me live for a few more years! Haha! Okay! If you want the heavens to stop me, Huanglong will dream for 10,000 years! Okay! Very good!"

Zhang Baijian saw that the old beggar was more and more crazy the more he laughed, and said with some anxiety: "Are you okay?"

The old beggar suddenly turned around, grabbed the half-cut divine map in his hand, and stuffed it into Zhang Baijian's hand: "This divine map is the treasure of my God of War Palace, and it has all the secrets of my God of War Palace. Today, I will entrust it to you, and if you have the heart another day, you will inherit the Dao system of my God of War Palace and re-establish the God of War Palace. If you don't want to, find someone who is safe and has potential, and give it to this person. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Baijian to refuse, he turned into a phantom in three or two steps, disappeared into the distance, and traveled through time and space.

"What is he?"

Feng Hao said enviously: "He has let go! let go of the War God Palace, let go of the Divine Map, and at the same time let go of the Dragon Spirit, his life has come to an end." If you don't die, swim against the current, and before long, you'll meet a new old beggar. At that time, he will be just an old beggar, no longer an old man of Huanglong!"

Holding the divine map in his hand, Zhang Baijian was suddenly a little speechless.

What kind of predecessors are these masters, are they so off-line in doing things?

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Zhang Baijian put away the divine diagram and turned around to ask Man Thirteen.

Man Thirteen nodded and said, "More than enough!"

"When, what are you looking for?" Zhang Baijian just nodded, although he was full of doubts, but he made up his mind to use the Haotian Mirror to gain insight into the voice of this brute thirteen. Even if it consumes a lot of power, it will not hesitate.

"That's right!

Saying that, Zhang Baijian directly took out the hand bone of the Emperor God corpse from the flame ring.

Looking at the crystal jade Emperor God Corpse Hand Bone in Zhang Baijian's hand, Feng Hao looked very excited, and took the Emperor God Corpse Hand Bone handed over by Zhang Baijian with trembling fingers. Feng Hao's knees weakened, and he was about to bow down to Zhang Baijian.

With the majesty of the Witch God Hero, making such a big gift to such a divine junior as Zhang Baijian is enough to prove how important this piece of the corpse of the emperor god is to him.

Zhang Baijian hurriedly stopped Feng Hao and said with a bitter smile: "The will of heaven and earth cannot be violated. You are a witch god, I am a god. If you do such a great gift to me, you will destroy my luck and good fortune. Isn't this revenge?"

With Zhang Baijian's strength, what Feng Hao wanted to do, Zhang Baijian was naturally powerless to stop. But there was some truth in his words, which made Feng Hao, who was about to kneel, restrain his figure.

"In any case, there is nothing to repay the great kindness, I still have important matters, I have to rush back to the Tianfeng tribe first. When the matter is over, I will definitely come back to you and be sent to you!" After speaking, Feng Hao held the hand bones of the emperor god's corpse and left in a hurry.

Looking at Feng Hao's distant back, Zhang Baijian smiled and shook his head: "It's also a lover!"

Man Thirteen said with envy and jealousy: "Befriending Feng Hao, for you, it is equivalent to an extra talisman! It is indeed an excellent thing!" There was a faint gloom in his tone.

"It is rumored that before he became enlightened, the Emperor of the Wind Heaven had an affair with the princess of the Tianfeng tribe, and later this princess gave birth to a son. ”

"This kid is Feng Hao, Feng Hao is the son of the Emperor Fengtian?" Zhang Baijian was not surprised by this answer. In fact, only in this way does it make sense, why those male lords have repeatedly tolerated Feng Hao. Just before, the Wind Heaven Emperor God even personally took action to eradicate the enemy for Feng Hao.

"Then why does their relationship seem to be somewhat!" Zhang Baijian wanted to find an accurate adjective, but felt that it seemed that every adjective was not enough to accurately describe the relationship between Feng Hao and the Fengtian Emperor God.

The Thirteen Man said: "I don't know about this! Let's go back to the Barbarian Witch Tribe quickly! The young master can't wait that long, and your situation is getting more and more serious, and you can't drag it on." ”

What Man Thirteen said is the truth, to use the power of the dragon sparrow, you must borrow the body of the divine water, and once you use the body of the divine water, it is to accelerate the growth of the legend.

The current level of Chuanxia's cultivation is almost on the same level as Zhang Baijian, if it weren't for Zhang Baijian's suppression with his profound cultivation, I am afraid that he would have already fallen into endless self-competition with schizophrenia.

Even this is not a long-term solution.

Because Chuanxia's growth speed is too fast, the fast Zhang Baijian himself has gradually been unable to keep up with his rhythm. (To be continued.) )