The flying shuttle of Bingpo Lilong had just entered the Guixu world from the endless sea, but its speed was several times faster than the speed of the flame floating ship in Yaori's hand.

The narrow shuttle flew into the void, flying towards the Great World of the Gods at a blink of an eye for thousands of miles in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Hao's mind gradually calmed down, but this calmness seemed to be a kind of calmness that was about to come with a storm, which made the demon kings beside Zhang Hao feel a little panicked.

However, Zhang Hao's heart showed the words and deeds of those low-level practitioners, as well as the scenes of those low-level practitioners practicing sword techniques.

Zhang Hao had not truly integrated into this world before, and he regarded himself as a passerby.

Once, Zhang Hao did not take the so-called leader seriously, he regarded this place as a virtual game.

Once, Zhang Hao was just thinking about how to escape from this world quickly.

But the people like Hei Lao San, Mo Xiaoqi, Zhang Yuefeng, A Chou, Zhao Zhiping, Situ Zhi, Lu Qian, and Sun Ling gradually made Zhang Hao feel that he belonged to this world and the Sword Sect of the Red Dust.

The marriage between Murong Xue and Zhang Hao made Zhang Hao feel the responsibility that a leader should bear. This responsibility changed Zhang Hao's attitude towards the world in his heart.

If anyone destroys all this.

This will be an extremely cruel blow to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was shouting in his heart, "No! You must not let these people die like this. If you give them hope, you must not let them die like this!"

My hands couldn't help but hold them tightly, and my eyes turned red as blood.

Murong Xue and the demon kings both felt Zhang Hao's changes and were extremely surprised. These demon kings did not know the specific situation of the Hongchen Sword Sect, and of course they would not understand Zhang Hao's feelings.

Murong Xue looked at Zhang Hao's expression and said lightly: "They will definitely not be in trouble!"

At this time, the voice of Bingpo Lilong was conveyed, "Sister! Things related to Zhang Hao will become confusing. Will the disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect have something to do? Just think that Zhang Hao's fate is the same, which makes people unable to see clearly. If the Sea King and I can calculate the fate of these disciples, why should we be so full and go back from the endless sea!"

After hearing Bingpo Lilong's words, Zhang Hao knew that what the other party said was not false.

Only he himself understands how he came to this world. This miracle itself is a miracle. This miracle cannot be deduced by the cultivators in this world. His destiny, all the destiny related to him, will become confusing.

He was like an unknown variable, full of uncertainty, which made the emperor feel a little dissatisfied with him and made the old man unnamed a new possibility.

There is a saying in this world that only the destiny of the destiny of this world will be confusing and cannot be explored clearly. Therefore, the nameless old man portrayed Zhang Hao into the image of the destiny of the destiny when Zhang Hao made the great ambition of cultivators in the world and everyone was the dragon. The period when Zhang Hao, the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny of the destiny was very appropriate.

The cultivators in the world suddenly felt hope.

This hope has become a major trend that is coming in a new era, making the cultivators at the bottom of the world regard Zhang Hao as their spiritual leader.

And in the Hongchen Sword Sect, the trust of the disciples in Zhang Hao is even more obvious.

Because these low-level cultivators walked hard all the way, Zhang Hao was leading them in front of them. Zhang Hao unknowingly became the spiritual pillar of all the disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect.

The power of this faith has made the small sword light of the world soon stand side by side with the seven gates of cultivation in just a few decades.

After hearing Bingpo Lilong's words, Zhang Hao's expression gradually returned to calm. He quietly circulated the Great Pudu Zen Light in his body, slowly calming his mind.

After a while, Zhang Hao's expression gradually calmed down and said to Murong Xue and the demon kings: "Everyone should adjust their breathing well and keep themselves in the best condition!"

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he went into seclusion and began to meditate.

At this moment, the huge flaming floating ship quickly entered Tianhuang territory.

The rays inside the flame floating boat, looking at the huge canyon thousands of miles away, a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth through the visiting mirror in the flame floating boat.

Yaori looked at the faint icy fog tide emerged above the Tianyuan Canyon, and said solemnly to a cultivator on the Flame Floating Boat: "After passing the order, no cultivator on the Tianyuan Island can let go, but no aquarium in this area of ​​water can be harmed!"

The cultivator stopped Yaori's order and immediately conveyed Yaori's order.

When Yaori saw the cultivator leave, he murmured to himself: "Bingpo Lilong, I will give you face so much. If you are ungrateful, when you return to the fairy world, you will be the mortal enemy of my Jinwu clan!"

When Yaori said this, an extremely cruel sneer appeared in his eyes.

The flame floating boat entered the Tianyuan Canyon after only a few breaths.

Yaori had already ordered that the speed of the flame floating ship had dropped.

The protection in the flame floating ship gradually opened up, and Yao Hitachi was at the bow of the flame floating ship, looking at the place where the Hongchen Sword Gate was located below.

A cultivator stood quietly behind Yaori, and he followed Yaori's gaze and looked down.

After a while, the cultivator said solemnly: "Master! This place is not simple. Although this sect is small, it is in the center of the entire canyon, like a dragon's tongue. The canyons on both sides are continuous for thousands of miles, and the water of the river is like a dragon's body. This place is very not simple!"

After hearing the words of the cultivator, Yaori said with a serious expression: "It's really as good as you said here!"

The cultivator heard Yaori's tone and hesitated for a moment before he said leisurely: "This is the momentum of water head sticking out his tongue, swallowing mountains and rivers, lying on the dragon to raise his head, and having the plan to merge the world! I see that purple qi gathers here, and the small leader of this sect has the possibility of becoming a future human emperor!"

When Yaori heard the eye of this cultivator, he said in a stern tone: "Talking nonsense, and saying evil words confuses the public!"

As he said that, a golden light shot out from Yaori's hand, which shot into the cultivator's forehead, and the cultivator instantly turned into a pile of golden powder.

Although the cultivator has turned into a pile of golden powder, Yaori's heart is as if he is being slashed by a sharp blade.

This time his second clone entered the Great World of the Gods, one was to revenge Zhang Hao, and the second was to become the emperor of this world.

Because when he was in the fairy world, a master of fate once said to his mother: "Although he is dazzling, he does not have the fate of the King of Golden Crows. If he is too persistent in this matter, he will end up miserably!"

This time, Yao Ri let his second clone enter the world of the Gods, hoping to make this clone the human emperor in this world. If his deity fails to compete for the King of Golden Crow in the Immortal World, his resources in another big world may have a chance to make a comeback.

He didn't believe that he would be unable to compare to an illegitimate child.

It was just because his father's blood was left in his body, so he could not kill him easily.

This time, the Jinwu clan members invaded the Great World of the Gods on a large scale. My father actually prepared a flaming floating boat for him, as well as ten thousand Jinwu clan cultivators.

Although the father's actions seem unfair, they are actually a warning to everyone. If anyone dares to kill him with insults and returns to the fairy world, he will definitely not be able to escape the laws of the Jinwu clan.

Yaori was thinking when a cultivator from the Golden Crow clan suddenly walked to Yaori's body and said, "The spy below sent a letter to him!"

Yaori heard the words of the cultivator, took a deep breath, and quietly used his spiritual consciousness to investigate the contents of this faith talisman.

After reading the contents of the letter talisman, Yao Ri looked gloomy and said, "Lintian, I will give you three breaths. On this small island below, I don't want to see a living creature!"

As Yao Ri finished speaking, a tall Jin Crown cultivator, wearing golden armor, walked out of a restricted restriction in the flame floating boat.

The cultivator walked to Yaori's body and said respectfully: "Lintian, pay homage to the prince!"

Yao Ri Lintian did not answer his own question head-on. Unconsciously, his eyebrows frowned, and the angry flames in his eyes burned wildly, and said in a sequel: "Lintian, a mere low-level sect, can't you still take down your three thousand golden crow guards?"

Yaori's tone revealed an unconcealed anger.

Lin Tiansu Rong said: "Master, these cultivators below will naturally not be my Golden Crow Guard's opponents, but there is a ban on the sky above this island. This ban seems to be spreading from the Dragon Realm, and it takes a stick of incense to break it!"

"Oh! In such a low-level sect, the protective formation is actually the formation in the dragon world. I am becoming more and more interested in Zhang Haoran!"

Yaori said, thinking for a moment, and said, "I want to make them feel desperate by scattering our people over this small island!"

When he said this, Yaori's face became extremely gloomy.

Some people have made him desperate, but this man has supreme authority and he dare not disobey his will. Moreover, this man is his closest relative and a person he trusts very much.

But since then, he never easily believed anyone.

Sun Ling, who was in charge of the formation protection at the Hongchen Sword Sect, discovered the arrival of the flame floating ship when the flame floating ship entered Tianhuang territory.

He overcame the restrictions outside the formation to investigate the flame floating ship in the void. The aura emitted from this flame floating ship should be a masterpiece of magic weapons. This magic weapon will become a Taoist weapon as long as the time is ripe.

This made Sun Ling feel a little nervous, but soon, he was not afraid. He skillfully pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and each virtual talisman and real talisman quietly combined into one, quickly blessing the formation.

A secret talisman was sent to Zhang Yuefeng quietly.
Chapter completed!