Zhe Tian: After listening to the advice, I managed to become the Great Emperor

Beidou, in a city under the rule of the demon clan in the Northern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, a figure passed through the layers of space and reappeared in the palace that he left not long ago.

"I'm finally back. It's only been a few breaths since I left Beidou."

Zhao Hang quickly threw out his spiritual thoughts, covering dozens of miles around him, and made judgments based on his own memory.

Now, there are still three months before he and Yan Ruyu get engaged.

Just when Zhao Hang was about to simply retreat and sort out the various gains he had made in the wilderness, a knock on the door came from not far away.

Zhao Hang removed the various formations he had arranged in the palace, and with a wave of his hand, the palace door slowly opened.

A man and a dog came in hastily.

It's Black Emperor and Pang Bo.

"Holy Prince, something happened!" The Black Emperor raised his eyes to look at Zhao Hang and said solemnly.

The ancient clan has resurrected, and each of its former peerless geniuses has also chosen to resurrect in this life.

Yuan Gu's death aroused the bloody nature of the ancient clan.

Pang Bo even took the initiative to supplement the situation. Soon, Zhao Hang had figured out some of the situation of the Holy Prince this time.

The Holy Prince is naturally the son of the Douzhan Holy Emperor.

It was accidentally cut out by Ye Fan when he was gambling, and he became friends with Ye Fan.

Even though the appearance of Zhao Hang caused great changes in history, Ye Fan still cut out the Holy Prince through gambling.

Due to some strange combination of circumstances, Zhao Hang had never met the Holy Prince.

Some time ago, Zhao Hang forced a saint to be born early and even killed a saint.

The ancient tribe was shocked.

This also led to the early birth of an ancient saint who had a grudge against the Douzhan Holy Ape Clan, in an attempt to take revenge on the Holy Prince for his hatred of the Douzhan Holy Emperor.

It is well known that Zhao Hang and Ye Fan are on good terms.

Nowadays, the ancient tribe is recovering. If it is delayed for too long and Ye Fan and others grow up, these ancient tribes who have hatred towards the Dou Zhan Holy Ape Clan may not necessarily have the ability to take revenge.

Of course, take advantage of his weakness and kill him!

"Are the three saints coming out together?" After Zhao Hang heard Pang Bohei Emperor finished speaking, he stood up immediately without hesitation.

Even though, he smelled a hint of conspiracy in it.

But Zhao Hang still plans to go to help!
Even though the Holy Prince is strong, at this time, both he and Ye Fan are capable of reaching the realm of great power.

There is still a long way to go before the Immortal Sanzhan Dao.

The three saints coming out together are not something the Holy Prince can handle!
"Ye Fan has rushed to the southern region to support the Holy Prince." The Black Emperor continued.

Zhao Hang turned his head, looked at the big black dog, and said, "How is your Xingzi secret practice going during this time?"

After hearing Zhao Hang's words, the Black Emperor stood up on his own legs and moved around quickly, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

"Jie Jie Jie, it's okay, Mr. Zhao." The Black Emperor's laughter was a bit virtuous.

Zhao Hang shrugged, "Really? Then today is just the right time for you to see what the ultimate level of speed is!"

After saying that, Zhao Hang grabbed Pang Bo with his left hand and lifted the Black Emperor with his right hand.

The next moment, the aura in Zhao Hang's whole body surged at this moment, and everything was moving secretly.

With just one breath, Zhao Hang had already flown thousands of miles away.

His speed is still increasing rapidly.

Rushing towards the Southern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland at extreme speeds, Pang Bo and Heihuang were lifted up by Zhao Hang, one person and one dog. The skin on their faces blown by the strong wind had been somewhat deformed, and even the hair on both sides had formed a thick layer of hair on their temples. Thick hoarfrost.

Extreme speed represents absolute coldness!
This is a great test for the monk's body!

but!
This is not Zhao Hang's limit!
The Black Emperor was shivering from the cold and wanted to speak, but found that runes that he had never seen before began to appear around Zhao Hang.

These runes are all over Zhao Hang's body, intertwined with Tao and reason.

Rumble!
The next moment, Zhao Hang's speed went even further.

One breath can travel a thousand miles!
The huge friction between the Black Emperor and the surrounding space locks caused all the hair on its body to be burned and completely turned into fly ash in the next moment.

Pang Bo's reaction speed was faster. Before Zhao Hang increased his speed, he had already actively released his defensive methods, relying on his body to block the friction of space.

"Damn it, your speed is simply too fast, isn't it? It's faster than Kunpeng from ancient times!" The Black Emperor was shocked and shouted quickly.

As the saying goes, a big roc rises with the same wind and soars ninety thousand miles.

Zhao Hang can already travel more than 100,000 miles in one breath, and his speed is obviously faster than that of a monk who has practiced Xing Zi Mi.

"Is the understanding of the Chaos Body really that strong?" Even Pang Bo was a little shocked at the side.

A breath can travel thousands of miles, faster than Blue Star's Sun Wukong!
Sun Wukong's somersault must be longer than one breath.

After hundreds of breaths, Zhao Hang had rushed to the Southern Territory of Eastern Wasteland.

Yan country!

The Holy Prince held a golden crow stick and retreated while fighting back at the three saints behind him.

But obviously, these three saints had the intention of "fishing" and did not deliberately push the Holy Prince to a dead end!

At this time, the Holy Prince's breath was weak, and his whole body was covered with blood.

Surrounding them is a city.

There were millions of mortals in the small city, but at this time, hundreds of thousands of them were casually wiped out by the saints of the ancient tribe. Countless limbs were broken, and there were constant cries throughout the city.

"Continue to escape. Next, this entire city will die in our hands." The white-haired old woman at the head said with a smile.

The pinnacle of the saint!

These three saints are all at the pinnacle of sainthood!

A woman in palace attire, a white-haired old woman, and a young man.

The Holy Prince was extremely angry, "I didn't expect that in order to recover early, the former Saint King would rather harm himself."

There is no way, Holy Prince, Ye Fan and others have not grown up yet. If they face opponents at the level of Xian Sanzhan Dao, they can still cope with it.

But at this time, three saint kings appeared in the ancient clan who would rather harm themselves than recover in advance! "As long as we can deal with the Holy Prince and the Chaos Body, it doesn't matter if we lose a little bit of cultivation." After the leader of the ancient saint said that, he waved his hand again, and a terrifying five-color divine light was directed towards the people not far away. A street passed.

If this five-color divine light directly hit the street, it would probably kill tens of thousands of mortals.

The fight between the gods brings disaster to the pond fish!
Seeing the five-color divine light rushing towards them, every mortal showed grief and anger, but they were helpless. Being weak is the original sin!
At this moment, a small cauldron emitting a faint yellow light flew to the sky and released a mysterious golden light, protecting these mortals and helping them avoid the fatal blow.

"Chaos body Zhao Hang, are you finally here?" The young ancient saint's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he looked in the direction of the small cauldron.

Not far away, streams of light flew towards them, but the person leading them was not Zhao Hang.

"To deal with you three guys, you don't need Lao Zhao at all. I am enough!" Ye Fan snorted coldly and said.

Ancient Holy Body, Ye Fan!
In addition to the holy body Ye Fan, there are also the Eastern Wasteland divine body Ji Haoyue, Li Heishui and others, but their speed is slower than Ye Fan. Ye Fan has already arrived, and they can only come nearby.

Seeing that it was not Zhao Hang, the white-haired old woman sneered and said: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Ye Fan of the Holy Body. You are only in the powerful secret realm, and you still want to deal with us?"

"What? They are just a few old immortals hiding in the coffin. They want revenge. They didn't go to fight with others to fight the Holy Emperor. Now they come to bully other people's heirs. Isn't it shameful?" Ye Fan then retorted.

I saw the woman in palace clothes standing next to the white-haired old woman taking a step forward and slowly waving her jade hand in the air.

Everything around Ye Fan was instantly wiped out, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Countless mountains and rivers were all turned into powder, leaving nothing behind!
Even all the space around Ye Fan was broken by the opponent, and the endless void was revealed in the East Wasteland. The strong suction pulled Ye Fan, trying to pull Ye Fan into the endless void.

Ye Fan did not dare to be careless at all, and used secret techniques one after another to avoid the influence of the endless void.

One card after another emerged in his mind, and just when Ye Fan decided to take action, a voice came from not far away.

"combine!"

I saw that the void around me seemed to be directly pulled together by a pair of invisible hands, and it was completely healed.

In the space, a phantom of Kunpeng vaguely appeared.

Sometimes it becomes Kun, sometimes it transforms into Peng.

Wander in space.

A powerful breath resounded throughout the world.

Seeing such strange movements, even the three saints were vaguely affected, and their faces became solemn.

"Hmph! Pretending to be mysterious!" The young saint from the ancient clan snorted coldly and struck at the phantom of Kunpeng.

A divine light shot out, shattering the space and hitting the Kunpeng's shadow.

But Kunpeng's shadow was not affected by this young ancient saint at all, and instead appeared not far away.

hold head high!
With a roar, the phantom of Kunpeng gradually faded, revealing a human figure.

This man was wearing a robe, and there were four holy weapons suspended behind him. He looked like an immortal god descending to earth. He very calmly raised his right fist and smashed it directly towards the young ancient saint.

The young saint from the ancient tribe kept sneering, and he also threw hundreds of punches at random, "How dare you try to master the skills of a small skill?"

The two sides exchanged hundreds of punches, and the surrounding space was shattered into pieces. A little bit of punch power released casually could collapse the surrounding mountains.

After three strikes, Zhao Hang became even more powerful and punched the young-looking ancient saint back several steps, barely able to stand still.

Zhao Hang's figure disappeared in everyone's eyes, but reappeared after a few breaths.

A flash of light was seen, and then two people and a dog appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Hang, Pang Bo, Black Emperor!
At this time, the Black Emperor was naked and subconsciously hid behind Zhao Hang.

"Wow! You can't be too virtuous, Mr. Zhao, you just tricked me!" The Black Emperor did not hesitate at all. He took out one elixir after another from his storage space and swallowed it continuously. Next, the hair on his body grew again.

In order to fight against these three saints just now, Zhao Hang casually threw Pang Bo and Hei Huang on the road.

Zhao Hang was also careless and threw the Black Emperor into a training pool for the female disciples of a great religion. This did not cause the Black Emperor to be beaten and killed by the fairies of that great religion.

Of course, Zhao Hang definitely didn't mean it.

It was accidental.

Ye Fan looked at Zhao Hang, wondering what he was thinking about.

Facing the three powerful men at the peak level of the saints, Ye Fan felt a little helpless in his heart.

He knew that staying in Beidou would be very detrimental to his cultivation path.

In fact, Ye Fan had already made a decision in his heart, so he went to the starry sky to seek a greater breakthrough!

Seeing the appearance of the true master this time, the three ancient saints did not hesitate at this moment. They immediately moved and came to the vicinity of the small town in a triangular posture. At the same time, they used magic to completely block the entire town.

A triangular cage composed of divine power was generated out of thin air, completely blocking the way for Zhao Hang and others to leave.

After the cage was generated, several laughters came from not far away.

Zhao Hang, together with Ye Fan Pangbo and others, walked around the Holy Prince.

"Little, be careful, there is a trap! They lured you here on purpose." The Holy Prince panted heavily and said to Zhao Hang and others.

Zhao Hang nodded, "Don't worry, the soldiers will cover up the water and the earth, the ancient clan is nothing."

"Really? The legendary Chaos Body is just a kid who likes to talk big words. He really doesn't live up to his name." A slightly frivolous voice came from the void not far away.

Zhao Hang looked not far away, and with just one glance, he felt how extraordinary the other party was.

Qi and blood are like the sea. As he walks towards Zhao Hang and others, he can vaguely feel that all the surrounding people are merging with each other.

His whole body is shrouded in a five-color divine ring, like the son of a god, and even his hair seems to be crystal clear. His eyes are very deep, and there are various deductions about the evolution of mountains and rivers, the changes of time, and the emergence of flying immortals, which makes people sink and shock the world.

"The eldest son of the Immortal Emperor!" The Holy Prince snorted coldly and revealed the identity of the person in front of him.

That is, the Emperor of Heaven!
Not only him, but also several other ancient princes appeared behind the Emperor.

"Huang Xudao, Huo Qizi, Huo Lin'er." The Holy Prince's tone became colder and colder.

The Black Emperor had a lot of knowledge and also introduced the origins of the other three ancient princes to everyone.

"Being able to wipe out all three of you today is not in vain for all the effort I put into letting the three saint kings improve themselves. Everything is worth it." A trace of pride flashed in the eyes of the Emperor.

Before the Emperor of Heaven was born, he had been sealed into the Divine Source by his father and nurtured with the Source Eye of Creation. It possesses the most powerful bloodline in the world!
The Immortal Emperor even prepared various immortal treasures and magical irons for him, as well as extremely powerful guardians.

It is precisely because of this that the prince's character is weaker than that of a monk who has walked through mountains of swords and seas of fire!
After learning that the Holy Body and Chaos Body existed in Beidou, the Emperor Prince had already begun to plan how to get rid of himself as an obstacle on the road! (End of chapter)