In the pavilion, Luo Heitian watched the saint leaving the Nine Netherworld Conference. 25shu
He frowned, as if he thought the matter was not that simple.
"Is it possible that he can even figure this out? Impossible!"
Luo Heitian frowned, "If not, how could he be so confident? However, he is still right!"
"If we continue, Qin Hao may not be able to win the first place in the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference."
Luo Heitian was in disbelief. If Qin Xuan had not bet against him before, he might have thought that the Hunshisheng was dissatisfied with the Jiuyou family's wanton behavior and withdrew from the war.
However, Qin Xuan's confident words made Luo Heitian unable to help but have a hint of doubt.
"Or, what kind of background does Qin Hao have that can defeat the saint who has entered the second level of sainthood?"
Luo Heitian was murmuring. He was watching the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference, as if he wanted to wait for a result.
As time passed, the war continued.
No matter what happens to Qin Hao, the Nine Netherworld Conference cannot stop.
However, the rest of the battle made the Jiuyou family restrain themselves a lot.
They didn't seem to be deliberately arranging for Qin Hao to fight the saint, but by the time they reached the top twenty, Qin Hao finally met the saint.
"Haotian Immortal Lord, compare to the Ghost Judge Saint!"
"Admit defeat!"
Opposite Qin Hao, the ghost-judging saint held a book of the underworld and nodded slowly to Qin Hao.
He is not strong. The saints that Qin Hao defeated before were all stronger than him. In addition, he is also slightly dissatisfied with the Jiuyou family, so why bother to be such a villain blocking the road.
Qin Hao was slightly startled, then saluted, "Thank you!"
Jiuyou Mingkong was full of anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Battle after battle is still going on, but with Qin Hao's strength, ordinary saints who enter the first level of sainthood are no match for Qin Hao.
And he seemed to be very lucky, as he did not get the turn of the remaining saints who entered the second level of sainthood.
After defeating the generals and going rampant along the way, Qin Hao also experienced several battles and fierce battles with the saints. In the end, he actually reached the decisive battle.
This is almost the end. In the final battle, only Qin Hao and the saint who has entered the second level of sainthood have not been defeated.
This battle is almost enough to determine the final outcome.
All around, all living beings and saints were staring at Qin Hao.
"Haotian Immortal Lord, compare to Minghong Saint!"
The creature wearing the clothes of the Jiuyou family slowly spoke.
He also looked solemnly, looking at the big ring.
A dark horse, and a saint who has reached the second level of sainthood. If nothing unexpected happens, the outcome has already been decided.
But... there are examples of saints who have lived in the world before, which is enough for people to speculate.
Qin Hao's arms were tightly bound with shrouds, and behind him, two holy spears, red and silver, that had been preserved by the emperor, slowly fell into his palms.
Standing with his guns in hand, he stared at the end of the ring with his eyes.
On that side, there was only one person, walking slowly towards the ring with his back cut.
This is a man. He has no legs and looks like a ghost, but his face and body are like substance.
He slowly landed thousands of feet away from Qin Hao, staring at Qin Hao with a pair of light red eyes.
"Haotian Immortal Lord!"
Saint Minghong spoke. After he slowed down, he took out the half-emperor's weapon, which was completely black and had Netherworld tattoos.
"A saint in this world can admit defeat on his own, but that doesn't mean that everyone will do the same!"
"Don't let your luck get too lucky!"
Saint Minghong said slowly: "That imperial medicine may be my opportunity to enter the third level of sainthood. I will definitely not give it up!"
"You should admit defeat in this battle!"
his words
It's plain, but it makes many people's expressions suddenly change.
However, some people are also sighing, they have expected it.
Whether you sympathize or admire him, in front of Teiyao, he is nothing.
After all, there are only a few creatures like that Hunshisheng. Those who have surrendered in front of Qin Hao before mostly entered here because they thought they were invincible.
They are often too shameless towards Saint Minghong. This is a fact. To abandon the Nine Netherworld Conference just because of a little dissatisfaction cannot be said to be smart, but because of this, this move is enough to be admired.
Qin Hao looked at Saint Minghong, "I should be grateful to Saint Hunshi, but even if it's a battle, I'm not afraid!"
"That's it for admitting defeat, please!"
In Qin Hao's eyes, there was a faint fighting spirit, but the saint Minghong did shake his head and smile.
"That's all, I'll let you know the difference between the semi-saint and the second level of becoming a saint!"
As soon as the sound fell, the figure of Minghong Saint disappeared instantly.
Because he had no legs, and no waves rose from under his body, Qin Hao felt a crisis in an instant, and his whole body suddenly became tense.
The next moment, in front of Qin Hao, a jet-black sword had been chopped down.
Qin Hao had already reacted very quickly. In an instant, he raised his two spears to block him, but even so, his body was overwhelmed by the vast sword light at this moment.
"With the body of a wandering soul, he attained the art of swordsmanship and became a saint. He was an ancient loose immortal who was locked up alone in the forbidden area. Although he has no bloodline or background, the fact that he can reach this step is enough to prove his strength and talent!"
In the pavilion, Luo Heitian looked at Saint Minghong and commented.
"If nothing else happens, Qin Hao should be defeated!"
In his eyes, that sword light was forty thousand miles away, completely engulfing Qin Hao.
Not only Luo Heitian, but all living beings fell into silence.
The power of this sword is unstoppable even to ordinary saints who are in the first stage of becoming a saint.
Even if this Haotian Immortal Lord is so powerful, it will still be difficult for him to reach the second level of becoming a saint.
The vast sword light dispersed faintly, and Qin Hao's body appeared in everyone's eyes.
Qin Hao was seen with bruises all over his body. His body was covered with scars caused by the sword energy. Some of the scars were even deep enough to show the bones.
His clothes were ragged and he was half-kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.
Qin Hao slowly raised his head and stared at Saint Minghong.
Saint Minghong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but looked at Qin Hao from a distance.
"Can you tell the difference with this sword!?"
The faint holy sound, like the sound of thousands of swords, entered Qin Hao's ears.
Qin Hao's eyes seemed to be stained with blood. He clenched his teeth tightly and the veins on his forehead were faintly exposed.
After all, there is a huge gap between being a semi-saint and this second level of becoming a saint.
No matter how much he accumulates, in the end, it is difficult to compare.
But... become a saint!?
He, Qin Hao, was one step behind after all. Even he himself didn't know where this step was.
Otherwise, with the resources he has accumulated, he should have become a saint long ago.
"The gap, so what?"
Qin Hao stood up suddenly, supported his body with two guns in his hands, and spoke five words to express his meaning.
It’s the difference between heaven and earth, so what’s there to fear?
The next moment, a rune suddenly appeared on Qin Hao's forehead.
This rune appeared, and the heaven and earth shook violently.
It was as if the heaven and the earth were singing together, and even the vast Naihe Bridge and the whirlpool of reincarnation were faintly moving.
The endless power of heaven and earth, at this moment, seemed like a frenzy, pouring into Qin Hao's body with this rune.
On Qin Hao's body, almost cracked runes appeared.
"Father
,I’m sorry!”
Qin Hao's heart screamed, this was passed down to him by his father and should not be used until a critical moment.
Forbidden law, borrowing time from heaven!
After the power of heaven and earth surged, what emerged next was something like the Naihe Overpass...