901: C901 Holy Bone

C901 Holy Bone

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

In that instant, a tyrannical aura exploded from Xu Haotian's body. The Flaming Golden Cleansing Qi was not under his control at all, directly flowing out of his body. In an instant, his blue clothes were burned down and he was tightly wrapped within the flames.

Nezha, Yang Jian, and the others were extremely nervous, afraid that Xu Haotian would make a mistake. Meanwhile, Feng Liang had become extremely excited.

"Don't worry everyone, master is currently accepting the inheritance from the domain lord, the moment he merges this rib master will receive great fortune."

When everyone heard Feng Liang's words, although they were still puzzled, they felt more at ease.

Not only was Feng Liang a servant of Xu Haotian, he was also the Ninth Guard of the previous Territory Lord Wang Xiaofeng. He could be said to be the one with the most authority.

"That's right, Little Liangzi is right. This rib is the only sacred bone in my body! With endless power, I hope you can fly higher! "

Wang Xiaofeng's voice was still excited, and his tone was filled with fanaticism.

Sacred Bone?

Xu Haotian trembled. In this world, anything with the word 'saint' on it was no ordinary item. The most obvious example was the saints standing at the top of the pyramid.

Once he became a saint, he would be immortal and indestructible!

Could it be that Wang Xiaofeng had already begun advancing to become a saint from one hundred and seventy thousand years ago?

Xu Haotian didn't even have time to think before an extremely violent aura surged out from his body and rushed into his spiritual sea, causing him to instantly enter into a mysterious state.

"Phew ~ ~ ~"

Golden flames rose from the body of the Ancient Demon God as it soared upwards, reaching a height of three hundred meters in an instant. Nezha and the others were shocked.

That feeling was felt once again!

Yang Jian muttered to himself. When Xu Haotian was fighting against the Eye of Destiny, they had felt this aura.

Houyi furrowed his brows. He felt that Xu Haotian had the same aura as that statue.

"This is …" Was Xu Hao really the reincarnation of his ancestor? "

"That's impossible! If he was the reincarnation of his ancestors, he wouldn't have bullied his descendants!"

"This aura, how could it …" I actually have a feeling of being suppressed. "

"What happened?"

"Didn't our ancestor start a war with the Haotian Heavenly Saint Emperor? What do I do now... It's all a mess! "

The cultivators standing in the distance were all discussing this matter. All of them, who possessed Wang Xiaofeng's bloodline, felt the suppression from the inside of their bones as they faced the ancient demon god.

This kind of suppression was especially intense for Wang Jinlong. At this moment, his entire body was trembling, and he was powerless. To his horror, he seemed to be on the verge of kneeling down and kowtowing to Xu Haotian.

"Is he really the reincarnation of our ancestor?"

Wang Xiaofeng mumbled to himself while trembling. The elder beside him was even more unbearable. However, he did not have the feeling of wanting to kneel down in worship like Wang Jinlong did. Relatively easy.

In the Wang Clan, the higher the cultivation, the purer the bloodline. The more obvious the pressure was. Otherwise, it would be lighter.

However, no matter what, none of the descendants of the Wang family dared to defy Wang Xiaofeng even a little.

If Xu Hao was truly Wang Xiaofeng's reincarnation, they would never dare to confront him again.

The legacy of 170,000 years was already so deep that he had no thoughts of disobeying it.1

"..."

In a daze, Xu Haotian slowly opened his eyes.

In the next second, he was stunned. He found himself standing on top of the city wall. In the distance was a desolate desert that stretched as far as the eye could see. The city wall he was standing on was hundreds of zhang high. It stands out in the open desert.

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