681: C681 Milanese Prince

C681 Milanese Prince

Soon, a waiter led Young Master Milan in.

They saw the elegant and graceful young master of Milan, holding a folding fan and wearing a blue dragon carving brocade robe. Behind him followed four black-clothed, embroidered robed men.

Four Golden Immortals of the Great Firmament!

Dong Zizai's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, Hundred Hands Demon Lord started to tremble uncontrollably. His entire being became constrained. He didn't even dare to raise his head. He truly did not dare to look Young Master Milan in the eye.

He actually had four Golden Immortals as bodyguards! It could be seen how much the Ethereal Opening Sovereign doted on his son.

To the Netherworld Kingdom, the Great Firmament Golden Immortal was already a top-tier battle power, but to the Milan family's young master …

Dong Zizai felt bitter in his heart.

"Palace Head Dong, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Young Master Milan said with a smile. The smile on his face gave off a refreshing feeling.

Although Young Master Milan was polite, Dong Zizai did not dare to be careless.

"Not for a hundred years. Young master Milan is becoming more and more extraordinary. " Dong Zizai smiled and said. At the same time, he gestured for Young Master Milan to take a seat.

Hundred Hands Demon Lord was standing at the side, constantly pondering on how he could build a relationship with Young Master Milan.

If he had the chance to curry favor with Young Master Milan, he would rather abandon the Nether Emperor's palace and enter the Netherpassage Realm.

The five gates were the strongest forces in this world, and their words were truly pleasing to the ears. However, in the current era, who didn't know that the five gates were not as powerful as they were before?

"Yes. I still have to thank Palace Head Dong for your kindness in the past. "

Young Master Milan said with a smile.

As he spoke, he sat down on a chair. The four Golden Immortal bodyguards stood behind him. Her face was solemn and she did not smile.

After exchanging some pleasantries, they got down to business.

"To be honest, I've come to the Wilderness for the Immortal Graveyard."

Young Master Milan said with a glimmer in his eyes. It was as if the immortal tomb's door had already opened wide for him.

Hearing this, the entire hall suddenly became silent. A pin drop could be heard.

Dong Zizai frowned, while the expression on Hundred Hands Demon Lord changed drastically.

"..."

Naughty Rock City, on top of a small mountain, inside the Extreme Violet Cave.

Boom!

Xu Haotian felt as if his body exploded with a bang, and his entire body instantly turned a purplish-gold color. His Fa Li had also increased greatly. His clothes bulged, his long hair fluttered, and the Eternal Night Flower in his hand had already withered into dust.

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through to the peak of the third level of the Ancient Omega. "

The system beeped out. The corners of Xu Haotian's mouth curled up. Relying on the pure spiritual energy of the Eternal Night Flower, Xu Haotian had finally pushed the third layer of the Ancient Sage's body to its peak. He was just a hair away from breaking through to the fourth level.

"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect your physical body to be this tyrannical. The deeper one cultivates, the more difficult it is for others to understand. "

Wang Xiaofeng's voice sounded out in Xu Haotian's mind.

Xu Haotian opened his eyes. A purple and gold light shot out from his eyes, making him appear dazzling.0

When Xu Haotian stood up, crackling sounds came from all over his body, making him feel very comfortable.

He was stunned!

Xu Haotian waved his fist and shouted in a low voice. His face was full of smiles.

"Your Majesty, this is the magic treasure left behind by that person."

Yuan Hong, who was standing outside the cave, felt Xu Haotian's aura and immediately brought the Dark King's Spike inside.

Xu Haotian stretched out his hand and took the Dark King's Stinger. The moment he held it in his hand, he felt a bone-chilling cold. The demonic aura on its surface surged towards him.

"This is a demonic weapon. It should be a top-grade treasure at the Postnatal realm!"

Wang Xiaofeng's voice sounded in Xu Haotian's mind.

A top-grade Houtian treasure!

It was infinitely close to a Xiantian Supreme Treasure!

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