Baby Long and Yingying appeared in everyone's sight. They looked at each other. Gradually, their eyes became moist. They finally saw each other again after a long separation!
Baby Dragon put his paws on Liu Yaoyao's shoulders, then tilted his head and looked at Zhao Huang, Zhao Xing, and Zhao Qingge, "I think back on when we ascended with the boss, you three were still little kids."
"Uncle Long, you are so handsome in this suit of scales." Zhao Xing couldn't help but reach out and touch him. His personality was completely opposite to that of the calm Zhao Huang. He was good at expressing himself and was open-minded. Then he looked at Hong Ru like a ball of flames.
Yingying, "Aunt Yingying has not changed at all."
Zhao Huang nodded.
"Uncle Long, who is he?" Zhao Qingge pouted at the middle-aged Hei Wu. When she grew up, she basically looked like Chen Chun'er, but she inherited Zhao Fan's clear eyes, which made her look even more charming.
Liu Yaoyao said depressedly: "Baby Dragon, let's remove the claws first, it's so heavy..."
Not only did the baby dragon not move away, but it also put its other paw up. It also made a face at the former, as if it was having fun in the human world. Immediately, he said solemnly: "That black mist
The lingering one is the boss."
"Boss?"
Zhao Xing asked in a solemn voice: "How big is it? Isn't it the peak of the divine realm? Looking at the entire Yuan Realm, it should be a low-level monk, right?"
"The peak of the divine realm?"
Yingying almost made her eyes pop out. She quickly glanced at the middle-aged Hei Wu, and seeing that he showed no sign of getting angry, she whispered: "He is a heaven-level saint, and he is also the supreme among the heaven-level saints."
It’s not convenient for me to disclose the details of his existence. His identity involves too much. However, he is your father’s uncle.”
"In terms of seniority, isn't he our uncle?" Zhao Huang asked with a dull expression: "Heaven level..."
Zhao Xing and Zhao Qingge looked at the middle-aged black mist with admiration.
Liu Yaoyao was also frightened. Although she didn't know how big the gap between the heaven level and the wilderness was, it was absolutely huge, so she quietly sent a message and asked: "Baby Long, what level is my master brother?"
"The pinnacle of the earth's order."
When Zhao Fan was mentioned, Long Baobao showed a kind of excitement that could not be concealed.
"Ah? He's at the peak of the earth level..." Liu Yaoyao curled her lips and said, "In my heart, I always thought he was invincible in the Yuan world, but at the peak of the earth level, he is also considered a super strong man."
"Hey! The boss is not an ordinary person at the top of the earth's hierarchy."
Yingying flapped his wings and said lightly: "He has killed more than half a hundred even heaven-level saints, including those in the late heaven-level. The boss is now indeed standing at the pinnacle of the Yuan Realm!
Half of this beast temple belongs to him!"
Liu Yaoyao and the three little ones of the Zhao family opened their mouths in disbelief. They had not seen each other for more than ten years. In their minds, that majestic figure was still invincible in the world and superior to all living beings!
Baby Long was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so he said with a smile: "Let's go, let's take you to visit the boss's path to heaven made with the heavenly body."
"ah?"
Liu Yaoyao said hesitantly: "Then Mr. Black Mist..."
"Actually, he was the one who informed us to come." Long Baobao explained: "However, at that time, Que'ermei and I had not yet completed the special training goals set by Senior Beast God, so we came now. It's not good to leave like this.
It’s better to go over and say hello to him.”
"Um."
No one had any objection.
Liu Yaoyao, Zhao Huang, Zhao Xing and Zhao Qingge came to the middle-aged Heiwu together and knelt down to salute. The last three said in unison: "Zhao Huang/Zhao Xing/Zhao Qingge, I have met my uncle."
"Come on, a meeting gift, one for each person."
As the middle-aged Heiwu said, three rings appeared on his fingertips, "The exercises and secret techniques I have customized for you cannot be compared to even Xiaofan's collection."
"Thank you, uncle!"
The three little ones of the Zhao family took the rings one after another and fumbled with them fondly.
What the middle-aged Heiwu didn't say was that the ring itself was sealed with a sword seal of his. The power contained in the sword seal could instantly kill ordinary late-stage heaven-level people, and it could also automatically absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for replenishment. It was not a one-time use.
Yes, but it can only be triggered passively when there is a critical situation between life and death.
The reason why I didn't say it was because I was worried that they would become dependent.
Immediately, the middle-aged Heiwu looked at Liu Yaoyao, "As for you, there is no meeting ceremony, but for the first time I have the heart to accept a disciple, and you are already Xiaofan's direct disciple, so there is no master-disciple relationship between us.
You have a status, but you can follow me to practice, how about that?"
Liu Yaoyao was a little at a loss. She thought for a long time and then said awkwardly: "Mr. Heiwu, why don't you wait until I have a preliminary understanding of Yuanjie before making a decision?"
"Can."
The middle-aged man in the black mist nodded slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the void between heaven and earth.
"Wow!!!"
Baby Long raised his paws and rubbed Liu Yaoyao's hair, "How silly are you? You didn't agree directly and still delayed? That's the real boss. I didn't dare to tell you when he was here before!"
"Tell me something about our uncle." Zhao Xing looked forward to it.
"The huge Yuanjie is actually not even a little place as big as a palm." Long Baobao said solemnly: "Beyond the Yuanjie, there are endless starry skies, hundreds of millions of people and even countless big worlds like the Yuanjie.
Above the level, there is a more powerful realm. I can only say that your uncle, if you count all the creatures, no matter how strong they are, your strength can be ranked in the top 100, do you understand?"
"I don't understand..." Zhao Qingge shook his head in confusion.
Yingying said with a smile: "Yingying, you will know gradually. You are too weak now. Any Yuan level can crush you to death."
…
At the same time.
Tiangong Domain, Tiangong City, Tiangong Mansion!
Two figures broke through the void and descended. They were none other than Zhao Fan and Grandmaster Mo Zhai. In front of them was a large dining table. On the seats set up, everyone looked at them with eager eyes.
"Coming!"
"The person next to Patriarch Mo Di is our youngest Celestial Master, Zhao Fan, right?"
"You are so young. You are not even fifty years old, but your rank is already at the pinnacle of the Earth Rank. You are stronger than most of us here!"
"This is new blood!"
"Little Plum has contributed a lot."
A group of heavenly masters chatted with each other and stood up to greet Gongshu Ban.
Zhao Fan looked at the figures walking towards him. Among them was his long-awaited uncle and grandfather, and the leader was Gongshu Patriarch. Although the rest were meeting for the first time, they had seen portraits at the gate of Dazaihua before!
"Zhao Fan, the great lineage of creation, pays homage to Grandmaster Gongshu and has met all the masters." He immediately knelt down and every time he kowtowed, he called out the name of the master in order of seniority, plus the word "master", and finally shouted
It was Li Sanjiao who was his master.
Gongshu Ban nodded with a smile, while many great masters of creation surrounded Zhao Fan with great admiration.
"Everyone, please give way. The introduction ceremony has just begun. Please invite the next person."
Mo Zhai smiled and waved his hand, then pulled Zhao Fan to stand up, and then asked many great masters of creation to make way for an open space. With a thought, a figure appeared out of thin air. He was the first generation to be robbed after ascension.
Great Creation Heaven
Master, the specific situation has been fully known by Mo Zhai's mana incarnation in the mobile palace, and he went directly to the topic, kowtowing to the Great Fortune Heavenly Master who is his generation, and then enjoying the kneeling of Li Sanjiao and Zhao Fan.
"Next one."
As Mo Zhai waved his hand, another figure appeared. He was the former's direct disciple, the second great master of creation who was abducted.
In this way, many great heavenly masters either knelt down and kowtowed frequently, or were kneeled down.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Fan and Li Sanjiao are full of bitterness. One of them is the youngest Celestial Master, and the other is the second to last. However, the twenty-first generation in front of Li Sanjiao are all broken, and three of them have fallen.
But there are still eighteen.
When one of them came out, Zhao Fan and Li Sanjiao knelt down and kowtowed. They thought to themselves whether Patriarch Mo Zhai did it on purpose, couldn't they all be removed at once?!
However, just thinking about it in my heart, in fact, there is no dissatisfaction. After all, the great masters of creation are all unique from generation to generation. According to the rules, welcoming one is treated as such a ceremony, and today is equivalent to gathering in a group to welcome one.
Attracted...
Finally, the reception ceremony for the 21st robbed Great Master of Creation, Li Sanjiao’s master, was completed.
Many great heavenly masters of creation sat at the table together, but there were only three of them.
Zhao Fan looked at the two ancestors and the many ancestors. Although he was very excited with the arrival of the nineteen true descendants, including himself, he was also a little less excited because three of them died outside.
He thought for a moment, then stood up resolutely and said: "Junior, can you resurrect the three generations of masters who fell at the beginning of their ascension!"