"The grandmother of the Hao clan is still here, she is here for a day, at least no one dares to attack Haotian easily now!"
Han Zixin spoke.
Han Zixin was afraid because the grandmother of the Hao clan was still an important person in Jixiangtian.
The entire Hao clan, the grandmother is also the strongest person.
Apart from the nine elders, except for the sword slave who held the sword, only the flying general of Longcheng and his grandmother are the most terrifying people of the Hao clan! "She will no longer be there soon!"
The old man sighed! With his sigh, the auspicious sky seemed to have undergone some change.
Or it was that this change was already there, but it only manifested at this moment! And in the hut behind the old man, a person slowly walked out. The man was Hao Guang who had been outside, and behind him were his four sons and four so-called Qilin sons! Hao Guang was killed, but he did not remain indifferent, but directly found the Jixiang Immortal Courtyard.
Because Haotian hid in the Ruyi Immortal Courtyard, the only one who can directly compete with the Ruyi Immortal Courtyard is the Jixiang Immortal Courtyard, which is also the nine immortal courtyards.
And Jixiang Immortal Court has a reason to kill Haotian. The reason is very simple. Haotian was defeated in the battle! "Oh, he was a dead person, why should he return to Yang Fusheng?"
Haoguang sighed slowly, and he spoke softly.
He speaks domineeringly, and has been wandering around for many years. He has already reached the second and third levels of Taoism and is already the Holy Lord, and has surpassed many of the terrifying figures of the elders among the nine elders.
But he has always been very low-key and concealed this information. The Hao clan not only has nine saints like the nine elders, but even higher-level saints and even the holy master, but also his young saints! Now he is only half a step away from the level of the second and fourth levels of the holy kings of the Tao! Even the four sons behind him are already at the top! Their sect is not as unbearable as the outside world! "Hao Guang pays homage to Dean Jixiang!"
"We'll pay homage to Dean Jixiang!"
Even the four sons behind Hao Guang bowed their heads and saluted.
Although President Jixiang, the president of Jixiang Immortal Academy, is not one of the ten great masters, but it is unfathomable. He is already a saint-level figure, and he is also a teacher who was taught by Haotian in Jixiang Immortal Academy! Nowadays, it is already a big deal to kill his most proud student.
"What does it mean to not be back?"
Han Zixin was puzzled. The Ten Abysses of the Eastern Holy Land resounded throughout the world, but the Ten Abysses were just a title, not a realm. After all, the Ten Abysses spanned a very large span, and even reached the half-step realm master of the third, fourth, fifth and sixth levels of Taoism! Now perhaps no Ten Abysses is a legendary figure who crosses so many realms.
Because that kind of ten wise men had already fallen.
But except for the ten absolutes, the first to third of the Taoist two are the holy lords, the fourth to six are the holy lords, and the seven to nine are the holy lords! Even the Taoist three, one to three are just the quasi-determination masters.
There is a half-step realm master above that is located in the middle! The span is too large. As the nanny of the great holy spirit of the Hao clan, this realm span is too large. Who dares to do anything wrong?
After so many years, hasn’t Shijue really dared to attack the Hao clan directly?
After all, who knows where the grandmother has reached?
If the old grandmother is a quasi-world master, then even the Dean Jixiang, who is a saint of Dao Er, cannot kill his grandmother! Although Han Zixin has always doubted Dean Jixiang's cultivation level, Han Zixin still does not think that Dean Jixiang can kill his grandmother! Because if the grandmother uses some titles, it is the celestial immortal in the general population! Although many top masters believe that the Great Holy Spirit is the true immortal, for ordinary people, as long as the levels below the Lord of Realm, they can be called celestial immortals, just like the Ten Absolutes, with the same span! And since Dean Jixiang may not be able to kill his grandmother, how could the grandmother no longer be?
In addition, Hao Guang has also come back, and it is obvious that Jixiang Immortal Academy and Hao Guang's lineage have already prepared.
If my grandmother is not dead, Haoguang dares not come back easily! This is also the reason why Haoguang has been hiding outside for so many years! Haoguang's return indicates that my grandmother may really be dead! "It's not that we want to kill her!"
"But her deadline has arrived and her destiny has arrived!"
Dean Jixiang sighed slowly.
Then he looked at the sky of the auspicious sky.
There, black petals fell after another, and it was snowing! The snow fell slowly, drifting in, flying all over the sky! There was little snow on auspicious days, at least it was impossible to snow in this season.
But it was so abrupt that suddenly it was covered in silver and snow.
In that abandoned yard, my grandmother was very angry, and her deadline was indeed here.
The destiny is hard to disobey! My grandmother does not have the anxiety and anxiety of the old man before her death, but only peace and peace! She hunched over and went to the backyard to pick up some firewood. The snowflakes fell on her hair, but she ignored it.
At this moment, there were people outside the yard, but no one dared to go in. They were standing quietly with their heads down, and no one spoke.
The only figure of grandmother is the seemingly busy person.
She picked up the firewood and set up a fire. She wanted to make a meal and make a pot of soup.
She wants to make this soup for Haotian, her beloved grandson! This is her greatest wish before leaving.
Instead of using any magic, my grandmother picked up the flint and tried to ignite the pile of firewood again and again with her trembling hand covered with fine lines and wrinkles.
This process lasted for a long time.
Because she couldn't control her, she kept trembling! Finally, she successfully lit the firewood, and then.
"Puff~" She squatted down and half-kneeled and blew the flames with her mouth, then set up a pot and boiled water.
There were also a pair of shoes she knitted by herself where the snowflakes fell beside her! While doing all this, rays of light emerged from her already old body.
The light finally condensed into an illusory body that seemed to be a soul! "Go and come back to him, I'll make soup and wait for him to come back."
The old grandmother suddenly spoke.
Then the sky kept falling dark flowers, swaying constantly! Then a terrible aura soared into the sky, shaking the entire Jixiangtian, suppressing the world and suppressing all directions! Then the entire Jixiangtian shook, and a breath belonging to the Saint Lord burst out instantly! The moment this aura erupted, Dean Jixiang felt it all at once.
"She is indeed a master at the level of the Saint!"
"But it's a pity!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed because the domineering aura came to him!