Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

"Didn't Gouzi also go to the demon world?" Huang Renren looked much more mature, as if his father's departure had made him grow up all of a sudden. His round face had become more angular after all the running around during this period of time.

Huang Mancang stroked his bald head and patted it twice: "Him? It seems like he ran away after leaving me in the demon world! Even Tun Nian doesn't know where he went, but I know that this guy is not dead yet."

Huang Mancang took out a bottle of pills, opened the lid and took a deep breath, then sighed heavily, and flicked the pill into his mouth with force. Before he could take it back, a sword light flashed by and took the pill bottle away.

Huang Mancang glared at him, but he didn't expect that Huang Renren looked at him with a questioning look, as if he shouldn't have the Juzun Pill.

"Ha ha……"

"Oh my god, hand it over!"

Huang Renren drew his natal sword and used his signature sword move to split it into two, one hanging over his forehead and the other hanging over his lower body. It seemed that if the Buddhist didn't give a reasonable explanation, this sword would either chop off a dog's head or demolish the ancestral hall.

Facing the threat brought by Huang Renren's natal sword "Changqi", the Buddhist disciple acted arrogantly, saying "If you dare to cut me, I will call you grandpa." With the elixir in hand, the initiative is firmly in hand.

Sure enough, the "long breath" returned to the scabbard behind Jianzi, and Huang Renren came over with a licking face, grinning and flattering: "Master Buddha, you must be tired, let me rub your shoulders for you. Oh, look at this body of tendon meat, many girls will praise you for your good figure when they see it."

After he said this, he quickly started to help the Buddhist monk with tapping and pressing his clothes, and asking about his well-being.

The Buddhist raised his head with a disdainful smile, and casually took out two bottles of pills from his storage bag and gave them to Huang Renren.

Huang Renren's expression lit up, and he quickly put the pills into his pocket. He stood up with an insulted expression, and angrily cursed: "Who are you looking down on? There is only one bottle, and your idiot friend gave me half a bottle of pills. We are friends, but you only gave me three pills. It seems that this friend has no chance to be together. Forget it, you take this pill back."

Fuzi looked at Huang Renren's performance with an expression of making a bad friend, rolling his eyes very naturally, and by the time Huang Renren had almost finished scolding and was about to take a breath, his eyeballs were already sore, but looking at the other party's posture, he probably had a few hours of words left in his stomach, so he had no choice but to blink his eyelids quickly and then open them again.

Unexpectedly, Huang Renren suddenly felt a desire to win, and shouted happily: "Look, blinking means you are guilty, you..."

"Shut up!" The Buddhist gave Huang Renren a thumbs up in admiration, indicating that he acknowledged that he won, but he might not have paid attention to the method and accidentally triggered the Buddhist Lion's Roar.

Huang Renren was stunned, his swordsman's robe stuck tightly to his body, and his exposed hair was blown back heavily, making him look like a hedgehog. He suddenly laughed, as if he was right again and felt very proud of himself.

The Buddhist disciple smiled bitterly, looked at him and said, "Call me Master..."

“Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa…”

A golden lotus rose under the disciple's feet, and a "long gas" suddenly appeared above his head. Huang Renren in front of him was worried that the disciple would escape, so he even used the sword he was wearing for decoration, and a river of swords rolled around the golden lotus.

"Give!"

The storage bag was thrown out by the Buddhist child. Huang Renren took it and checked it. He smiled at the Buddhist child with satisfaction, raised his eyebrows and thanked him: "Get lost!"

He checked bottle after bottle of pills over and over again, making "tsk tsk tsk tsk" sounds from his mouth continuously. He picked out a flawless pill that was exactly the same as the thousands of other pills and put it into his mouth, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

The Buddhist disciple put away the golden lotus, with a complicated expression.

Huang Renren woke up from his satisfaction and fell silent when he saw the Buddhist disciple in this state.

In the Realm of Sinking Star, Wu Haozhi was very proud of his sixth soul's return. He won over the Lord of the Realm, Ye Yan, and collected the Dragon Vine Dada, a Full Moon Master, and a Treasure Hunting Rat. All his wishes came true. He looked at Ye Yan beside him, and then looked past Ye Yan at the Realm of Sinking Star below him, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Give me the star." As Ye Yan's words fell, the momentum of the Shenxing Realm changed and became full of fighting spirit. The scene of the Lord of a realm going to war was grand, ripples appeared between heaven and earth, and a huge vortex expanded and expanded under the feet of the two people, but it was turning slower and slower. A gray light suddenly burst out, blinding people. The light suddenly rose and disappeared suddenly. Only a huge spell remnant was left here to prove to the world that a powerful person had once cast a spell here.

Wu Hao turned his head, but only saw the teleportation array disappearing. Before he could ask any questions, Ye Yan's body fell rapidly as if facing a formidable enemy. The power of the Realm Lord burst out with all his strength, and his momentum was like a rainbow, pushing away the pressure from the other world.

"Wu Hao! Is this the Hidden Star?" Ye Yan held up the protective shield and carefully put away the Dharma image, otherwise it would be a question.

Wu Hao raised his head suddenly, and his movements were natural, which was in stark contrast to Ye Yan's difficulty. Looking at Ye Yan's embarrassment, he responded puzzledly: "No, this is the Eighteen Cities of Hell! What's wrong with you?"

A roar startled all the ghosts. A huge dog head stretched out from behind Ye Yan's left side, baring its teeth. There was not one, but three. A long rope suddenly appeared from the Bodhi tree.

The original body lying on the sword light.

The demons from hell that had been suppressed for tens of millions of years screamed in unison, shaking the heaven and earth.

Ye Yan's face turned pale: "Eighteen Cities of Hell! You..."

Wu Hao quickly replied: "Friendly troops, friendly troops, not enemies!"

"You have such a powerful rescue, what else do you need me to do?" Ye Yan nodded slightly and asked, "Anyone here is at the Heavenly Venerable level or above, isn't that enough?"

Wu Hao saw that Ye Yan had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "These are friendly troops, but they have an important mission and cannot leave this place easily, so I asked you to leave."

After much persuasion, Ye Yan finally cleared up his misunderstanding, but the heavy suppression here put him under great pressure. The power of salvation of the Eighteen Cities of Hell is not just talk, but the extremely terrifying will of heaven and earth. Any demon that is detained here needs to face the will of a world being eroded at all times.

I glanced at Wu Hao and said softly, "You're lucky!"

When the three dogs saw the real body speak, they panicked for no reason, and then they restored their true form and smiled very sincerely in the direction of the real body, more pious than when they saw their biological father. They were really afraid that the real body would be careless and say something that would cause Wu Haoduo to suffer a disaster.

The deity smiled disdainfully and said nothing more.

Sangou then regained his seriousness and stared at Wu Hao.

"What's wrong?"

"Hello! What happened? My sister-in-law is dead!"

Wu Haoru was struck by lightning. After Chen Qianqian and Tian Jing'er were with him, the cause and effect were entangled, and the secret of heaven was also concealed. Even the fact that he was a member of the Wentian Sect could not be forced to predict. He suddenly remembered the heart-wrenching pain in the Shenxing Realm. He originally thought that it was just the discomfort brought about by the return of the six souls, but he didn't expect it to be the death of a loved one.

He couldn't believe it, but he was eager to confirm the result, so he immediately asked, "Who, who died?" His voice was trembling, and he kept saying to himself, don't die, don't die.

He had agreed with the two of them to travel together in this life, but it had not been realized after so many years. Along the way, he was either slaying demons or protecting the world. Until now, he asked Ye Yan for help for Yinxing's safety. The news of his wife's death was like a bomb that caused huge waves in his heart.

Seeing this, Sangou put away his anger and calmly gave an answer that no matter which Wu Hao said, he could not accept it.