He looked excited and said excitedly: "The authorities are confused and the bystanders are clear."

"I didn't know that the opportunity to break through to the Martial Saint had already appeared. It had already appeared when I first entered the ancient magic bridge!"

"That is, push the mental and physical power into a perfect state."

A glimmer flashed in Wang Hao's eyes. He had already planned how to push the mental and physical power to a perfect state.

“Buzz ~”

A sword energy of more than a centimeter was suspended in the air, piercing through the void, and a trace of chaotic aura overflowed from the gap in the void.

Wang Hao pulled a trace of chaotic aura and fell into his body.

Sweat continued to emerge from his forehead, and any chaotic airflow was fatal to the monks in the Martial Emperor realm.

Never, Emperor Wu dared to pull the chaotic air to refine the body like Wang Hao.

Wang Hao suddenly felt that his body was hit by a fatal blow, and the cells in his body died on a large scale. From the outside, Wang Hao's flesh and blood became withered at this moment, just like an old tree bark.

Wang Hao calmed down, and then used the ability of the wood element, and green light rose from his body. These green lights were filled with a silence.

Some green light fell on the chaotic airflow that entered the crazy and dazzling Wang Hao cells in the body. The chaotic airflow was limited by the green light, and the destructive power was emitted each time.

Wang Hao controlled the destructive power of the chaotic airflow to the limit of his own endurance. Wang Hao's dantian trembled suddenly, and the endless spiritual energy was swallowed into his body by Wang Hao.

These spiritual energy is abundant in the body. The flesh and blood that were originally destroyed by the chaotic airflow gradually regained their vitality after being nourished by the spiritual energy.

Wang Hao's mental power acted on the ability of the wood element, carefully controlling the destructive power of the chaotic airflow, and his mind was tense to the extreme.

As time passed, Wang Hao noticed that his body became stronger and his mental power became thicker.

He began to release some of the destructive power of the chaotic airflow... In this way, Wang Hao's physical and mental power were rising steadily at the same speed as a snail crawling.

Such a chaotic airflow quenching body lasted for a full three months.

On this day, Wang Hao pulled the chaotic airflow into his body as usual to train his physical and mental power.

Suddenly, his mind trembled suddenly, and then his external self-image appeared behind him, and the imperial Dharma image, which was half-virtual and half-real, gathered a series of spiritual vortexes.

The appearance of my Dharma is in the whale swallowing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and Wang Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised countless holy rains of light, and his breath suddenly changed.

From a small river to a sea suddenly.

Wang Hao had joy on his face, and a shiny light flew out of his eyes, saying, "It's not easy to finally break through the realm of Dao Martial Saint."

He first spent several months breaking through the ancient magic bridge seven times, and then sat quietly for seven days, realizing the opportunity to advance to the Martial Saint.

Afterwards, he frantically tempted the chaotic airflow to temper his body and strengthen his physical body and mental power. If he hadn't had the ability of wood element to limit the destructive power of the chaotic airflow, he would have become a dead bone now.

Suddenly, a sense of pleasure appeared in his heart, and then a mountain and a flowing water appeared behind him.

"Double happiness comes! The third style of Huangtian Six Styles, I have been trained like this!"

The scriptures in his mind made cheers, as if celebrating Wang Hao’s practice of this stance.

Wang Hao clenched his fists tightly. He felt endless power from Gao Shan and Liushui. He was confident that he could crush the high-level martial saint with this move, and even had a few moves with the peak martial saint.

Soon, Wang Hao's face turned pale, and his mental power was quickly consumed after showing the move of flowing mountains, like opening the gate and draining water.

Wang Hao pondered for a moment. His mental power was probably only enough to be used twice.

He not only sighed that the Immortal King's ultimate move was not only strong but also consumed a lot. Then a smile appeared on his face and said, "Just give me a few more moves that are both strong and consumed."

Soon, he smiled and shook his head. The six styles of Huangtian are the unique skills of the Immortal King, and the level of the Immortal King is too high. It is already excellent for him to obtain the six styles of Huangtian.

"You can't be greedy, you must be content and always be happy."

When Wang Hao cultivated the second style of the sixth style of Huangtian and the inch sword, he began to study the third style of Huangtian and the flowing water. It was not until he broke through to the realm of Martial God that he practiced the flowing water of mountains.

It was a coincidence that he could use his spiritual power as the flowing water and his physical power as the mountain to use it to use the mountain to display the flowing water.

No idea, once you use it, you will succeed.

Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh: "When they reach a certain level of cultivation and martial arts, they have some ideas."

He suddenly had a whim and said, "I don't know if the realm of practice and martial arts are the two sides of the same thing..."

A fairy light covered his body, and then he was teleported out of the ancient miracle.

Wang Hao sighed inwardly that this trip was worthy. Not only did he be promoted from the junior Martial Emperor to the junior Martial Saint, but he also practiced his unique tricks, mountains and rivers.

During the past six months of Wang Hao's retreat, both the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races and the Continent of Tiannan were in chaos.

Because, the great disaster has come!

The battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races is the first level of the human world, and the mysterious realm of humans appears again. Countless monsters break through the secret realm and come to the first level of the heaven, and then they slaughter crazily regardless of whether they are the Ten Thousand Races or the Humans.

Among them, a small group left the first level of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races and went to the Tiannan Continent.

If the entire third level of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races is the world of cultivators, then the Tiannan Continent is the world of mortals... You should know that the top combat power of the Tiannan Continent is only the realm of the Martial God.

Although it was a small group of monsters that caused chaos, the Tiannan Continent had already sunk most of the areas, and the sinking areas had all become barren land without exception... The monsters and human races on it were slaughtered, and even the weak, women and children were not spared!

The second heaven of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, an ice valley that humans and all races cannot set foot, has emerged from countless monsters that swallow people's souls. These monsters, whether humans or all races, will devour all souls as long as they encounter...

In the third heaven of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, a burial place with blood-red soil, countless soul- and thought-provoked corpses appeared. These corpses were extremely powerful and attacked the human race and the ten thousand races at the same time...

After Wang Hao had produced the ancient miracle, after some exploration, he finally confirmed that he had arrived in the Santian, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The news about my mother is in the third heaven."

Suddenly a ripple appeared in his heart, and an anxious divine thought fell into his ears.

"Hao'er, hide your cultivation and find a secluded place to breathe in a turtle for ten years. I'll pick you up in ten years."

A blurry scene appeared in his eyes. A woman covered with endless fairy light shouted unwillingly, and was then pulled into a holy portal.

"You families are not trustworthy and start slaughtering in advance!"

"Hao'er, hide your cultivation and find a secluded place to breathe in a turtle for ten years. I'll pick you up in ten years."

The picture came to an abrupt end, Wang Hao's eyes were slightly red. Although he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, he could feel a strong bond from her.

That was his mother. Wang Hao couldn't help but clench his fists and said firmly: "Mother, don't worry, the child will suppress the catastrophe and then go find you."

"I can defeat the catastrophe in less than ten years, at most five years!"

A moment later, a stream of light flashed through Wang Hao's eyes.

He got a message from the message sent by his mother that it seemed that the source of the catastrophe was not in this world...

"The mastermind behind the scenes, no matter which world you hide, I will eventually catch up with you and destroy you!"

Wang Hao's figure flashed rapidly and walked towards the distance.

Suddenly, his eyes turned bloody, and he came to a human city in the Santian. At this time, there was no living person in the city, only broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground.

He even saw some children's bodies in those broken limbs and arms!

Wang Hao roared to the sky, and the murderous intent in his eyes swept the sky, causing the clouds to fluctuate endlessly.

The movement here attracted the attention of a monster hovering in the sky. The monster was pitch black all over, but strangely, the aura emitted by his body was extremely holy.

This is a red-crowned eagle monster. After feeling the movement caused by Wang Hao, he turned into an air cannon and flew towards Wang Hao.

Wang Hao had nowhere to vent his murderous intent. After the big eagle monster saw Wang Hao, a bloodthirsty intention appeared in his cold vertical pupils.

"Humans, at a young age, have reached the primary level of martial saints. I think they are also the most genius in this world."

"What my eagle likes the most is to kill the genius, and humans will die!"

As soon as he spread his wings, an inner self-dharma like a phoenix came.

"Swoosh~"

Countless fiery red feathers hit Wang Hao like meteorites.

Wang Hao's eyes drooped slightly, and the Dharma image of our inner Dharma image appeared in the emperor, and then a mountain appeared in the left hand of the emperor Dharma image, and a big river appeared in the right hand of the emperor Dharma image.

A high mountain and a big river penetrated the void and flew quickly towards the golden-crowned eagle.

"Puff~"

"You...how can you...be possible!" The Golden Crown Eagle's pupils contracted violently, and she looked at her huge body that was shattering inch by inch.

Wang Hao killed an intermediate martial saint with a expressionless face. He didn't even look at the huge corpse that fell on the ground, and walked towards the distance alone.

Wang Hao was a little worried, wondering if the Second Heaven on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races was also so tragic, and the Continent of Tiannan...

Instead of continuing to look for a living human city, he returned to the second heaven of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races. He could not let go of his students in the Human Saint Academy.

In the second heaven of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, the Human Saint Academy, a three-headed lion is hitting the defensive formation of the Human Saint Academy with force.

In the golden formation, Zhao Shunfeng, Zhou Ya and others had panic and unwillingness in their eyes.

"Is the guardian formation going to be broken?"

Zhao Shunfeng turned his head and looked at the students in the Rensheng Academy, shouting: "I'm not willing! I'll die if I die, but they are still children. They have not seen the world and experienced the world well, so why do they die too!"

"God, how unfair you are!"

"Crack!" The golden formation broke through a tiny crack, and then the golden formation broke through countless spider web-like gaps.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared in the eyes of the three-headed lion. The thick defensive formation that looked like a stone was finally broken by him. The next time was to enjoy the delicious moment.
To be continued...