Xin Zhao felt bored. His opponent was too weak, or in other words, he was too powerful at the moment. He was now the best in the world and could not find an opponent. Even the mysterious Taoist Tianji only dared to plot against him and did not dare to fight with him.
He fought head-on.
The magical power of the melting pot of heaven and earth contains all the magical powers in the world and can defeat all enemies. If his true body can come to this world, he will have no fear even when facing the great gods.
The natives of these barbaric lands in front of them are not even qualified to let them take action. They just use their own momentum to form invisible pressure, which is not something ordinary practitioners can withstand.
Xin Zhao walked forward step by step, and the pressure was like a prison, as if he was being pressed down one after another. The master of the third heaven of gods and demons in front of him could be called an ancestor in the outside world, but facing Xin Zhao, he was like an ant.
, without any ability to resist, suppressed to death,
"No...it doesn't matter who...you are, His Majesty the Witch King will not...let...you go."
Even though a guard of the third level of gods and demons was suppressed and covered in blood, he still preferred death over surrender, and dared to challenge Xin Zhao, threatening that no matter who opposed the Witch King, there would never be a good end.
"You do have some backbone." Xin Zhao glanced at this man indifferently, and with a thought, thousands of sword energy condensed and slashed down.
"ah--"
The guard was in agony and kept screaming. The sword energy entered his body one after another, cutting off all his vitality. The sword energy continued to spread, split his armor, filled his limbs and bones, entered his body, and shattered his internal organs. These
It only took a few breaths, and resulted in the most horrific punishment in the world.
Xin Zhao's steps remained the same, and he kept moving forward. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never looked at these people again. On his indifferent face, there was an extreme indifference and aloofness, as well as an invincible demeanor that controlled everything.
At this moment, he overlooked everything.
Scanning the desolate mountain, with billowing smoke and dust, he could see that the other three teams were facing a formidable enemy, but they were still rushing towards this place. It seemed that they had something to rely on.
These people are indeed extraordinary. They are all older, but their cultivation is also stronger. There are three heavenly realms here, and one of them is even more powerful. He has opened eight heavenly veins. His strength is unfathomable. This person is also the only one who attracts Xin Zhao.
If you pay attention to the person, you can stop him for a while.
It was an old man with white hair and a body full of vicissitudes of life. He was holding a special magic weapon, a skull crutch. You could feel countless resentments from it, and even occasionally, there were a few ghosts coming in and out.
Come out and wrap around his body.
The technique this man practiced must be inhumane. He was very thin, almost skin and bones, and he had a pair of narrow, death-gray eyes, filled with the power of death, as if they were the eyes of a god of death.
Xin Zhao showed a trace of interest. The old man in front of him was indeed not simple. He was blessed by a kind of divine power. Was it the power of the ancestral witch?
He asked with some curiosity: "You are pretty strong. What is your status in Southern Xinjiang? Have you, the Witch King, come here?"
"You are an impudent, bold maniac, how dare you disrespect the great wizard!"
A subordinate next to him immediately refuted.
Xin Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to such a small person. Anyway, the other party's fate has been determined, and there is only one way to die!
The old man suddenly laughed strangely. The laughter was very harsh and unpleasant, revealing a mouth of black teeth, with wisps of black smoke lingering on them. It was extremely terrifying, filled with the power of death and death.
He emits a unique tone, which is extremely frightening and frightening. Just hearing it will make a person with weak cultivation unable to restrain his body from shaking.
"Old man is one of the twelve great wizards in southern Xinjiang. He ranks above all living beings. He is the most devout servant of the God of Ancestral Witches. He is revered as the Lord of the Undead by the world. And who are you, an outsider? This world is
The territory of our witch clan is the sacred mountain that our witch clan has worshiped for thousands of years, how did you get in?"
The rest of the people also stared at Xin Zhao with evil eyes, their eyes filled with anger, feeling that their dignity and faith had been offended. This is a holy mountain, a holy mountain that only belongs to their witch clan lineage!
This is a pure land that only people who believe in ancestral witches can enter. This holy mountain is sacred and inviolable, but the pagan in front of him actually stepped into this pure land with his filthy body!
The sin is unforgivable!
Only by allowing it to be completely purified under the holy fire can it atone for its sins!
These people are all fanatical believers. From body to soul, they belong to the God of the Ancestral Witch. They obey the orders of the Ancestral Witch who incarnates as the Witch King in the human world. Their eyes are burning with endless anger as they stare at the man in black robes, and they interact with each other.
Occupy a position and form an encirclement.
Xin Zhao sneered and turned a blind eye. These people together were not his enemies. Now he was talking nonsense to these people because he just wanted to get some information. Finally, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the undead lord.
He said coldly: "The world is so big that there is no place where I cannot walk, not to mention the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, even the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty and the Holy Land of Luofu. I can come and leave whenever I want. No one dares to block the way.
There is a dead end!”
"Arrogant!"
"This person is too arrogant, no one has ever seen such a person!"
"What is he going to do? Go against all the great forces in the world?"
The name of the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty and the Holy Land of Luofu are so powerful that they are heard all over the world, even in remote areas such as southern Xinjiang. However, this man in front of him, who speaks a few words, should not be taken seriously by all forces. His arrogance is fully displayed.
There is nothing left to say, and it is unspeakable and unbridled!
"who are you?"
Some people frowned, thinking that this person's background was not simple, otherwise how could he dare to be so arrogant?
"This person should not be underestimated. Just by radiating it unintentionally, it makes people unbearable and unable to breathe. He is really a peerless strong man."
Some people were lost. They had faith in the ancestral witches, but the opponent was obviously not a weakling. The previous team was eliminated in an instant. There was also a celestial being with a strong cultivation level who could not survive a round.
A trace of surprise flashed deep in the dead gray eyes of the Undead Lord, and he couldn't help but frown. This man was too arrogant. Not to mention the Li Tang Dynasty, the Luofu Holy Land was the strongest force in the world and had suppressed their southern border for many years.
, preventing the Wu clan from peeking into even half of the territory of the Central Plains.
After pondering for a while, the undead lord squeezed out an interfering smile, "Friend Taoist, please don't joke. This place is the holy mountain of my witch clan. It has been like this for thousands of years. If you accidentally enter this place, I don't want to
I care about you too much."
Speaking of this, he paused slightly, "However, not long ago, four of our clan members died at your hands. If you are willing to pay the price for this and leave this holy mountain, it will be considered a clean slate."
The Lord of the Undead could also see that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person. He was extremely powerful. He did not want to fight head-on with the opponent, so as not to delay the plan. As long as he was allowed to walk out of the Holy Mountain obediently, then when the Witch King's magical power was completed, he would be able to settle the accounts with him.
A profound lesson for this arrogant man.
Another celestial being from the Wu Clan smiled and said, "Yes! Fellow Taoist, please leave this holy mountain."
He stared at Xin Zhao's body with a hint of imperceptible resentment, but he was still caught by the latter.
"Please leave!"
The other Wu Clan guards also believed that the man in front of him had profound and unpredictable cultivation, his origin was unknown, and there might be someone behind him, so it was not advisable to make a big move. If he could voluntarily leave this holy mountain, that would be the best choice. That would be the best choice.
No one can interfere with His Majesty the Witch King's quest to obtain the most precious divine object and become the eternal and invincible Supreme Being!
"well!"
Xin Zhao shook his head and sighed, his eyes were indifferent, full of disdain. These guys were somewhat self-aware and did not dare to completely offend him, but so what, if they gave in, Xin Zhao would have missed this great opportunity and good fortune.
.
"I heard that this contains the secret of becoming an immortal. Is it possible that your witch clan still wants to keep it for yourself?"
Zhao Xin made a shocking statement and revealed the biggest secret of this holy mountain.
"What!?"
The Lord of the Undead was horrified. He did not expect that the secret that had been passed down within the Witch Clan for thousands of years would still be known to anyone!
"You guys, you are nothing more than an ant's fate. If you know better, kneel down and beg for mercy, and become my slaves, I can still let you go!"
Zhao Xin looked down and saw a majestic momentum rising into the sky, like a vast ocean, with magnificent waves and surging waves.
"Don't even think about it!"
The Lord of the Undead refused directly and stood ready.
"Then die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Zhao took action directly. With a wave of his hand, the surging void energy directly condensed into hundreds of thousands of void swords and attacked the Wu Celestial being nearest to him.
"roll!"
The man shouted loudly and unleashed all the power of the heavenly veins in his body. The five-color divine light was dazzling, condensed on the divine sword in his hand. He wanted to withstand Xin Zhao's offensive and counterattack, but a wave of light appeared in the void.
The ripples disappeared in a flash, and the terrifying energy directly overwhelmed this person.
The power of the void exerted by the Dijiang Heavenly Vein as the basis was simply not something that this native who had just opened the five Heavenly Veins could withstand. The Witch Clan Heavenly Man was directly submerged in the void energy, and his whole body was immediately shattered.
Flesh, flesh, and bones were all eroded by void energy.
He was roaring and roaring, releasing all his divine power, and struggling desperately, but in less than a breath, he was completely swallowed up by the void energy and turned into nothingness.
"Brother Kim!"
Another Witch Celestial Being exclaimed, he did not expect this person to be so powerful. Just one contact was enough to completely kill a guarded Five-Meinion Heavenly Being.
"Damn the foreigners... You are seeking death. If you go against the ancestral witch, you will definitely be punished by God!"
The southern Xinjiang shaman tribe was very angry, and several of them were even stunned. Their anger could not be contained, and their magic power was surging. They did not retreat, but acted together to gather everyone's strength to suppress this mysterious man.
Xin Zhao sneered, no matter how many ants there are, what's the point?
He just waved his sword casually, and in an instant, thousands of sword energy spurted out, turning the surrounding area into a world of swords. As soon as these people came into contact, their armors were shattered, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
, flying out, not knowing whether he will live or die, no matter how many weaklings of this level come, they will never be the enemy of Xin Zhao!
Suddenly, a terrifying energy wave appeared behind Xin Zhao. The Undead Lord was very despicable. Taking advantage of this gap, he walked around behind Xin Zhao at some point. Black air entangled his mouth and nose, and he picked up the person with a withered hand.
Skeleton crutch.
"red!"
Ghosts cried and gods howled, the sky and the earth changed color, a thick black mist swept up, and a cold wind blew, directly turning this place into a ghostland.
This Undead Lord sneered again and again, no matter what kind of person you are, as long as you are shrouded in the ghost realm and combined with the power of this world, even the peak master of heaven and man will still be at risk of falling!
"Die!"
The Lord of the Undead waved the weapon in his hand, as if the door to hell had been opened, and the water of the Styx poured down, drowning all living beings, extinguishing all life. This kind of energy of death was unprecedented, and it was located at the top of this world.
The Undead Lord sneered, with absolute confidence. This kind of witchcraft requires a lot of time to build up momentum. Fortunately, the boy in front of him was extremely arrogant and did not take them seriously, so he was given this opportunity.
You, an arrogant foreigner, will definitely die!
There was a solemn look in Xin Zhao's eyes. The opponent's strength should not be underestimated. After all, this was a being second only to the Witch King, and he still had some tricks.
But that's all, it only makes him fearful.
This ghostland is filled with dark wind and black mist, carrying the power to annihilate all living things. It seems as if there are thousands of ghosts crying in his ears, stretching out their hands to drag him into hell.
This kind of trick is comparable to ten heavenly veins!
"puff!"
At this time, a trace of black blood emerged from the corner of the Undead Lord's mouth. This kind of magical power was not something he could use at will, and he had to pay a certain price.
"Good boy, in order to display this supreme magical power, I have lost dozens of years of life, so you can die without regrets!"
The Undead Lord smiled ferociously, which was very scary. His laughter made people feel frightened and their scalp numb.
Xin Zhao frowned and used his magic power to break free from this ghostly realm, but thousands of ghosts stretched out their hands to restrain him and prevent him from escaping.
"Jie Jie, no matter how strong you are, you can't escape this terrifying magical power. Looking at the world, only His Majesty the Witch King can survive!"
The Lord of the Undead smiled proudly and sighed with emotion. This kind of magical power is not something ordinary people can practice, and the price paid is also extremely shocking. In fact, he is not very old and is an extremely talented person. Within a hundred years,
Inside is the state of reaching the Eight Heavenly Meridians.
However, in order to practice this magical power, his life span was quickly consumed, and he looked very declining.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! It's really eye-opening. There are such magical powers in this world that can kill enemies directly at the cost of life. I can see your determination!"
There was a burst of laughter in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, and then, thousands of sword lights bloomed out. It was huge, brilliant and gorgeous, spreading for thousands of miles, directly traversing the home of heaven and earth, sweeping away all enemies.
The thick black mist and the howling wind were cut off by the terrifying sword light in an instant, disappeared, and turned into nothingness.
Xin Zhao's figure reappeared in the sky, standing still, holding a sword in the wind, looking down with an indifferent expression.
"You paid a big price, but if you want to use this to kill me, it's still not enough!"
"You...this...is impossible..."
The Undead Lord was immediately shocked, at a loss, and speechless. Could it be that the cultivation and strength of the man in front of him could be comparable to His Majesty the Witch King?
who is he?
When did such a person appear in this world!
Could it be that he is?
"Are you Li Chengdao?"
The Lord of the Undead expressed his suspicion that only the number one person in Kyushu, who was famous all over the world not long ago, could have such power and ignore everything!
"You are an old man from the Wu clan, but you still have some knowledge and recognize my identity."
Xin Zhao's strength at this moment has reached the limit that this world can tolerate. In his eyes, this world has been completely transformed. Those undead lords and other powerful Wu clan men seem to have changed this world.
Fragile.
"Okay, it's time to send you on your way."
Xin Zhao was very cold. His figure was fluttering like light and wind, approaching directly in front of the undead lord whose souls were dying. He coldly waved the sword in his hand. This was an understatement of the sword, but the sword exploded out of it.
The light was terrifying and unimaginable, and the surrounding spiritual power was surging.
This sword does not have any brilliant colors, it is just an ordinary sword. It returns to its original form, but the power of its sword intention is unparalleled and cannot be guessed. The whole world seems to have frozen, and only this sword is left.
"boom!"
The sword light pierced the skeleton crutch in the hand of the undead lord, which was a treasure from ancient times and had been practiced for thousands of years. There was no big explosion. Everything dispersed with the wind and turned into nothingness.
Of course, the terrifying power spread out, and soon all the mountains, rocks, forests and trees were eroded by the power.
"puff!"
The Undead Lord was coughing up blood and felt very uncomfortable. He felt the end of his life. A large number of protective magic weapons on his body were shattered at this moment. The terrible sword light directly annihilated all his vitality, and he was already dead.
His eyes became even darker and lost focus. He was unwilling to do so, but he was so helpless. This opponent was too powerful. He was worried that even His Majesty the Witch King would not be his opponent. When the time comes, Southern Xinjiang is destined to face a
A huge disaster.
"Don't kill us!"
Xin Zhao looked back and saw that the remaining members of the Wu clan who had not yet lost all lost the courage to fight at this moment. Some even knelt down and begged for mercy, wanting to beg for forgiveness.
"My lord, please don't kill me. I am willing to dedicate everything and become your most humble slave."
"You are too weak and have low talents. You are really worthless."
Not everyone can become Xin Zhao's slave, and he slashed out with several swords. Without any surprise, the remaining seven people died of anger.
The demonic energy in his hands dissipated, and the corpses around him were also swallowed up by the whirlpool of heaven and earth. Except for the broken rocks, it seemed as if everything just now was a dream.
"interesting."
Xin Zhao, who was about to continue moving forward, suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on a ruins not far away that were buried by rolling rubble, and he smiled softly: "I have noticed you a long time ago, and you haven't come out yet.
, I think you can be considered a celebrity if you can block my sword without killing me."
"Bang, bang."
Pieces of broken rocks were tumbling, raising a cloud of smoke and dust. A ragged figure crawled out from the pile of rocks. It was the unsuccessful young commander from before. He was very young, only fifteen years old, but he had opened the third chapter.
Tao Tianmai, it seems that his talent is really extraordinary.
A large amount of gravel was overturned, and at the same time a large amount of thick dust was raised, causing the seriously injured young man to cough.
Looking at Xin Zhao, a bitter smile appeared on his slightly immature face, and he said: "How do you know that I am still dead? I pretend to be dead with the skill I practice, and it has always been unfavorable. Even the Witch King can't see through the truth.
Then how did you see through all this?"
"Hmph!" Xin Zhao said disdainfully, "Who is the Witch King? How can he compare to me?"
After hearing this, the young man's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he forced out a smile and said: "I can also see your identity. You are Li Chengdao, the number one man in the world today! Now that you are in your hands, you will have to decide whether I will live or die.
It’s all in your thoughts.”
Xin Zhao said expressionlessly: "I don't want to kill you yet, but it might be of some use if you read it. Tell me honestly and tell everything you know about this holy mountain!"
There was no killing intention in Xin Zhao's words, but just standing there was like a demonic shadow covering the world.
"The villain's name is Shi Haotian. He is a member of the Wu Clan and the Stone Clan. My talent is quite good, so I encountered the jealousy of the young clan leader..."
The young commander knelt down directly. Just now, Zhao Xin's demeanor of God blocking the killing god and Buddha blocking the body was shocking to him. Even the legendary Undead Lord was killed with one sword. This man was extremely terrifying.
"Do not talk nonsense!"
Xin Zhao raised his sword eyebrows and let out a hint of aura, which immediately made the hair on Shi Haotian's body stand on end, his heart trembled violently, and his blood boiled violently.
"I……"
Shi Haotian raised his eyelids and looked at Xin Zhao again. In an instant, he seemed to have fallen into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The world he was in was dying, the sky and the earth were crying, gods and demons were falling, and all living things were falling.
Guixu. He was bleeding from all his orifices, and his heart was extremely horrified and full of fear. This man was so terrifying that even the Witch King could not compare with him!
"How did you get in here?"
Xin Zhao asked, calming down his momentum.
After this meeting, Shi Hao finally gasped for breath and was sweating profusely. He did not dare to hide anything. He respected the person in front of him like a god and said everything he knew, for fear of accidentally offending this god-like figure.
"Not long ago, His Majesty the Witch King conveyed his order to have all the masters of the Witch Clan gather at the place where the Holy Mountain is located. The Stone Clan where the villain is is also within the scope of his recruitment. Then His Majesty the Witch King cast
Use the supreme supernatural power to teleport us here directly from the top of the holy mountain."
"Where is the Witch King?"
Xin Zhao asked, that Witch King can be considered one of the threats on this trip. His strength cannot be underestimated. He may have opened eleven heavenly veins, so that he can permanently control southern Xinjiang for seven hundred years.
"The whereabouts of His Majesty the Witch King are not something that people like me can guess, but what we can know is that his most outstanding descendants, the eleventh prince and twelve great wizards, are the leaders this time. The Undead Lord just now is
One of the Twelve Great Wizards."
After Zhao Xin heard this, he pondered for a while, this southern Xinjiang shaman clan is not simple, there are eleven masters at the same level as the Undead Lord just now.
At this time, Shi Haotian seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly his face changed, and he said: "I was afraid of your power before, and I also used the big Gu worm to ask for help from the venerables in the cave. Although there is no news yet, I think he already knows about you.
s arrival."
Xin Zhao nodded and said: "What if the group of ants knows about it? I have one more thing to ask you. Did you have a sense of belonging to this southern Xinjiang shaman clan before?"
Shi Haotian's expression suddenly changed and he fell silent.
After a while, he raised his head and said bitterly: "I am a member of the Stone Clan, but I have not received any favors in the past few years. I have shown amazing talents since I was a child. With the Supreme Bone, I must have a bright future, so I have been favored in the past.
The elders in the clan are optimistic about it, but they have to endure some hidden dangers. The young clan leader Shi Yi is also a genius, born with double eyes, but he is quite afraid of me, for fear that I will threaten his status, so he has always regarded me as
A thorn in my side and constant pressure, it’s really not easy for me to survive until today!”
Speaking of this, he sneered, "Previously, those three subordinates were speaking for justice on the surface, but in fact they just wanted to deceive my trust so that they could catch me. They were just spying on me under the orders of the young patriarch!
"
"The Supreme Bone is indeed an amazing thing. If it can be cultivated with enough resources, it will have a good future."
Xin Zhao pondered for a while and said: "I am not a murderous person. I will give you a chance to survive."
"What price do I have to pay?" Shi Haotian is also a smart man, knowing that the other party will not let him go easily.
Xin Zhao said indifferently: "I will give you two paths. The first is to become my slave, and I will grant you a fortune. The second is to die!"
"Do I still have a choice?" Shi Haotian smiled bitterly.
"Very good, becoming my slave will not be humiliating. On the contrary, it will be a supreme honor, envied by everyone in the world."
Xin Zhao boasted about himself every day, then his face became solemn and he said: "Now relax your mind and don't resist no matter how much pain you have. If you can survive it, you will definitely be reborn. I may even consider accepting you as a registered disciple."
" good!"
Shi Haotian agreed immediately.
Without saying a word, Xin Zhao stretched out a hand, with red and black Qi wrapped around it, and touched the young man's forehead. In an instant, countless red and black Qi poured directly into his body, filling his limbs.
Not only that, but also the sea of consciousness between the eyebrows, and even the entire soul.
This is not the Blood Demon's Web that Xin Zhao used in the past, but an upgraded version, which requires a lot of mana and even causes some damage to his own original power.
"Ah, it hurts!"
A person as strong-willed as Shi Haotian had to scream when he was infused with the red and black energy. This was really too painful. His whole body seemed to be torn apart, broken, and then reorganized, even his soul.
In this way, it was eroded by an inexplicable energy.
"If you can't bear it anymore, just say something at any time and I can stop and let you leave without pain."
Xin Zhao's indifferent words rang in his heart.
"No...pain!"
Shi Haotian managed to squeeze out three words while wailing. He had a strong will to live and didn't want to die at all. He still had many wishes that had not yet been fulfilled. He had managed to survive until now. How could he die here?
"Oh, but you are in so much pain, I can't bear it."
Xin Zhao smiled.
"No...no, it's really not painful!"
Shi Haotian is really extraordinary, even if he is in pain, he can still show a calm face.
"No...no, it hurts...not painful!"
Shi Haotian was tortured crazy. He turned into a bloody man, and his black hair turned into bloody hair. He was able to fully recover from the severe injuries he suffered previously in this short period of time. This method is really difficult.
Imagine.
Zhao Xin smiled, on the road to cultivation, talent is important, but will is the real key, which determines the final victory or defeat.
This Shi Haotian has a strong will and can withstand the pain of tearing his soul and reshaping his body. This kind of willpower is really amazing. He is worthy of being a genius. He is only fifteen years old and can do this.
Xin Zhao was moved by this.
After a stick of incense.
"From now on, Shi Haotian, you will officially become my registered disciple." Zhao Xin's face was still indifferent.
"Thank you, Master, for the kindness of reincarnation!"
Shi Haotian knelt down and thanked him. When he was young, he was plotted by Shi Yi and lost part of his origin. Therefore, he has the Supreme Bone and his talent is not unparalleled in the world.
Now after experiencing the baptism of the red and black energy in the hands of Xin Zhao, his body has undergone tremendous changes, all the wounds on his body have disappeared, and his hair has turned blood red. What is even more surprising is that the origin of his Supreme Bone has not only been restored
It's the same as before, but it's a big step forward. This is really a transformation!
"Don't be too happy. Since you have become my registered disciple, you must always remember one rule, that is, you must never betray me. Otherwise, you will surely fall into eternal hell and suffer endless pain!
"
Xin Zhao's tone was cold and he was definitely not joking. Although Shi Haotian gained great benefits, his life and death were also controlled by his thoughts.
"Master, don't worry, this disciple will never betray you!"
Shi Hao's eyes were filled with fanaticism, and he said: "In the world, the strong are respected. The blessings you bestow upon your disciples are comparable to recreating your parents. This kind of kindness is unforgettable!"
Xin Zhao flashed a smile, shook his head with regret, and said softly: "You can get up."
"Thank you Master!"
Shi Haotian was overjoyed to be accepted as a disciple by the number one person in Jiuzhou. This was an opportunity and good fortune that everyone in the world dreamed of, and that countless people pursued.
He felt that for the first time in his life, he was so lucky. It was a blessing in disguise. Not only was he not killed, but he received a rare blessing.
"You will follow me from now on." Since Zhao Xin accepted Shi Haotian as his registered disciple, he also had the intention of teaching him.
Shi Haotian was stunned for a moment, then ecstatically said: "Thank you, sir!"
Xin Zhao turned around and walked toward the cave at the end of the valley with Xin Zhao. Shi Haotian did not dare to neglect and followed closely behind.