The so-called Haotian God, the vast vitality is called Haotian, and the far-sighted firmament is called the sky, and the heaven and earth are respected by the emperor more than the emperor.

From the beginning of the mountain to now, Yang Fanhai has heard all kinds of legends about Emperor Haotian, and until today, he has finally been able to see the true face of his uncle.

If Chiyou is domineering, and Gongsun Xuanyuan is king, then Haotian Emperor is definitely the so-called emperor. The so-called emperor is one in the billion. Emperor Haotian has a kind of emperor's breath on his body, which makes people want to kneel and bow when they see it.

The facial features are resolute and the eyes are sharp, which makes people feel that there is nothing to hide in front of him, and they can answer whatever they can't ask.

When Yang Fanhai was in a large number of Haotian Emperors, the other party was also looking at him, and after a while, he nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Not bad, not bad." There are hundreds of millions of troops in Kyushu, and only you can attack the gate of heaven, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it is good. ”

"Emperor of Heaven!" Xu Fan was sad in his heart, unwilling to hear him say this.

Emperor Haotian raised his hand and shook it: "You don't need to say much, if you don't want to listen, you can go out." ”

"I ......" Xu Fan muttered, lowering his head and not saying anything.

"But in more than a hundred years, you can achieve such a cultivation, and the heavens will be good!" Emperor Haotian sighed, quite emotional: "If you let your mother know, you will be very happy." ”

"What about my mother, where did you lock her up?" Yang Fanhai asked in a deep voice, his strength had reached the end of his strength, and he could barely support it. But he gritted his teeth, just unwilling to kneel in front of this person.

Emperor Haotian chuckled: "It's not going to be closed, it's just house arrest, I put them under house arrest in Taishan." Violating the rules of heaven is a heinous crime, and I can only protect her like this. My sister has always been kind and cares about the feelings of others, but for so many years, she doesn't care about my feelings and always likes to work against me. In the future, there will be no more my brother to control her, I don't know if she will be happy. ”

Yang Fanhai opened his mouth to speak, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all. Suddenly, there was a feeling of cracking in the body, and the soul was in severe pain, and finally he couldn't support it and fell to the ground.

Emperor Haotian stood up, walked towards him step by step, and whispered, "What is your identity this expedition?"

"General Zhengtian!" Yang Fanhai held his breath and said these four words.

"General Zhengtian, yes, yes!" Emperor Haotian walked up to him and asked again, "Have you seen your sister?"

Yang Fanhai nodded slightly, he had begun to be confused, he couldn't say a word, he gasped for breath, and his chest fell together. The oil ran out, and he knew he was going to die.

"Your sister is very similar to your mother's personality, very kind. If you have a chance in the future, help me take care of your sister. ”

As Emperor Haotian spoke, he turned over his hand and took out a wooden box, and after opening it, there was a golden elixir inside. The moment it was opened, a strange fragrance filled the Lingxiao Palace.

The fragrance is indescribable, as if it is full of life power, not to mention others, even Yang Fanhai, who is about to die, also feels a trace of heat in his body, which makes his consciousness a little more sober.

"This ...... This is ......" Xu Fan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Could it be ...... Nine...... Nine turns of Jindan!"

The Nine Turns Golden Pill is a well-known anti-heaven elixir in the cultivation world, and it is said that as long as you don't die, you can be saved, no matter what degree of injury, even if the soul is broken, you only have a breath.

This elixir requires nine innate spiritual roots to be refined, and in the past, Dao Ancestor had searched the heavens and the earth for this elixir. Mo said that there are several medicinal herbs in extremely dangerous and difficult to enter the place, since the Dao Ancestor, there have been several innate spiritual roots cut off, and it is impossible to have nine turns of golden pills in the world from now on.

If this is really the Nine Turns Golden Pill, even if the Emperor Haotian has already dispersed his primordial spirits, he can fully recover.

Emperor Haotian nodded: "I have been to the Demon Realm in the past, and I am fortunate to meet the Demon Ancestor. There are only two Nine Transformation Golden Pills in the world, which were refined by the Phoenix Clan in the past, but they were taken away by the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor had a great conversation with me, so he gave me one. ”

"The sage calculated, and wanted to use the ice toad to exhaust my vitality, but he never knew that I had this thing, and he was not afraid at all, but it was a pity...... After all, people are not as good as heaven!"

As he spoke, he took out the Nine Turns Golden Pill and stuffed it towards Yang Fanhaikou.

"Heavenly Emperor!" Xu Fan exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward, wanting to stop it. How precious the Nine Turns Golden Pill is, there is only one at the moment, if Yang Fanhai is saved, the Emperor Haotian will definitely die.

Emperor Haotian raised his head and glared at him, where Jiwei was, and forced Xu Fan to stay in place, unable to step forward.

The Nine Turns Golden Pill melted in his mouth, and the moment he put it down on his mouth, it had already turned into a stream of medicinal juice that flowed into Yang Fanhai's belly. The legendary anti-heaven elixir has a terrifying effect, and the injuries on his body are recovering at a visible speed, and in a few breaths, Yang Fanhai's breath has recovered to its peak, and it is even strengthening step by step, only forcing the realm of the immortal king, and it is not long before it is directly breaking through.

Yang Fanhai had already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Sub-Sage, and he was only one step away. However, this realm is not something that can be broken through simply, so it has been stuck and cannot go further. Now with the help of these nine turns of Jindan, I was able to break through the obstacles in an instant and break through.

Vaguely, I could already feel the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation coming, getting closer and closer, and the Heavenly Tribulation was already brewing.

Yang Fanhai no longer felt discomfort on his body, only that there seemed to be a metal ball full of spikes stuck in his heart, which made him feel extremely painful. Standing up, he looked at Emperor Haotian and asked loudly, "Why!"

He didn't understand why, this was a choice between life and death, the other party was the Venerable Nine Heavens Emperor, and he was just a human general. If you talk about family affection, after all, you haven't seen each other too much, and this family affection is naturally limited.

Until this moment, he still couldn't understand why the other party gave up the chance to survive and gave it to himself instead.

Emperor Haotian turned around and walked towards the Lingxiao throne step by step, and said softly: "You don't have to be grateful to me, although I have always cared about you, the relationship between us is limited after all. I save you, not for you, but for myself. ”

"If one day your mother asks me: Brother, what about my son!"

"I can't imagine what I'm going to do to her on that day. In order to save myself, I watched my nephew die in front of my eyes, and I lost my family! As the lord of heaven, how could I take such a head myself. ”

At this time, although Emperor Haotian had never spoken intermittently, he could hear that he was lacking in qi, and he was forcibly speaking completely. The spirit is broken, and the consumption is clean, and there is nothing at all. If others were already dead, Rao is the cultivation of the Emperor of Heaven could only hold on for so long, and no miracle would happen at all.

"Heavenly Emperor!" Xu Fan choked and knelt on the ground, his hands clenched, trembling all over, unable to suppress the pain in his heart.

Emperor Haotian finally walked to the Ling Xiao throne, supported it with one hand, slowly turned around and sat down, and moved for a while before finally sitting down.

looked at Xu Fan again and said: "Xu Fan, the luckiest thing in my life is that when the former Dao Ancestor Zixiao Hall preached, he was the first to pass through the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array to the Zixiao Palace, and then won the favor of the Dao Ancestor, gave luck, and finally became the master of this heavenly court." ”

"The second is that I met you and made friends with you as a brother. It's hard for me to imagine how I would have been all these years without you, a brother. Actually, I don't like you to call me the Emperor, I prefer you to call me Big Brother. ”

"Big brother!" Xu Fan cried bitterly: "Big brother, who is it, who betrayed us." ”

"That's not important anymore!" Emperor Haotian said softly: "It's my negligence, some people have other things on their backs, no wonder he." He has been able to fight to the death until now, and it is already an explanation between us. ”

Raising his hand, he took out a piece of jade talisman and wanted to send it to Yang Fanhai with his true qi, but he found that he couldn't do it anymore, so he could only watch the jade talisman fall and roll from the steps to Yang Fanhai.

"After leaving here, take this jade talisman to Donghua, he knows where Taishan is, and he can ask him to help you let your mother out. Heavenly Court is gone, and there is no reason to lock her up anymore......"

Suddenly a cough interrupted his speech, his breath was stunned, and his face shriveled even more, and he had reached the end.

His eyes became dazed, he looked up at the sky, and asked softly, "Yang Fanhai, do you know what is the greatest sorrow of a soldier?"

"Didn't die on the battlefield where you should have died!" Yang Fanhai replied without hesitation, this was what Bai Ze said in the past, and he felt that it made sense.

Emperor Haotian shook his head: "Wrong, the greatest sorrow is to use all your strength, but you didn't find the real enemy, and even were used by the enemy." That's not a soldier, but an idiot. ”

"Nephew, we all lost this war. Without Heaven, some people will no longer have any scruples. Keep watch over what you're going to protect, and see what the world will become. ”

"Big brother!" Xu Fan burst into tears and kept shaking his head: "Why, why did it become like this!"

"There is no reason, it is a matter of the authority of the world, it is nothing more than your life and death!" Emperor Haotian said lightly: "I am the Emperor of Heaven by Dao Ancestor, and it is impossible to compromise with anyone, even if it is a saint, even if it is broken bones." ”

"It's a pity, if I give me another 500 years after today, I will be able to make a saint forever and never be able to interfere in the affairs of the world, it's a pity!"

"Xu Fan, don't spread the news of my death, the loss of the owner of the heavenly court will cause another round of heaven and earth shocks, and wars will break out everywhere. You can't hide it forever, but if you can calm down for a few more years, you can calm down for a few more years!"

"Yang Fanhai, I've been paying attention to you for so many years, but I've never seen you, I've been thinking about it for many years, can you call me uncle?"

Yang Fanhai clenched his fists, unable to contain the excitement in his heart, and finally shouted: "Uncle!"

Emperor Haotian nodded, looked up to the sky and sighed lightly: "I Haotian has no grievances in my life, I only hate not being able to complete the trust of the Dao Ancestor." Purify the Unai, and revisit the whole day. ”

"Saint, thief!"

A long exhale, like a sharp knife in the throat, does not vomit or is unhappy. Eventually, his strength was exhausted, his head lowered, and his breath dissipated.

A generation of Heavenly Emperors has fallen.