Chapter 1813: Use All Possible Means

"The great power of the Six Tribulations! Be good! The Nineteenth Generation Master! How did you get into trouble with such a pervert!"

The person who spoke was none other than the Eighteenth Generation Lord, Bei Fenglie.

He looked at the giant in front of him with a look of astonishment. During his lifetime, he only had three levels of cultivation, and he was far away from the holy realm, let alone a superpower like this for six tribulations!

The seventeenth generation master, Ji Yao, the sixteenth generation master and others were also a little stunned.

As the previous generations of owners of the Golden Cauldron, their cultivation levels were not very high. Most of them were at the level of the Immortal Heavenly Lord. In the past, they were towering figures on the Qiyuan Star.

But this place is different. It is Pangu Continent, and there are countless powerful people in the Holy Realm.

Even Xiaojiu, who once had a golden elixir, is now a dignified Saint of the Four Tribulations!

"Time flies so fast!"

The Eighteenth Generation Master couldn't help but sigh, feeling very sad in his heart.

The situation when the 19th generation master passed the test and was recognized by them is still vivid in his mind.

Calculating carefully, it only lasts for about thirty years. For practitioners, thirty years is really too short, just a snap of the fingers.

But with just a snap of his fingers, the Nineteenth Generation Master has grown from a small golden elixir to a Four Tribulations Saint!

Such achievements are truly shocking!

Now that I think about it, I feel even more confused.

When he first inherited the inheritance, he never imagined that this nineteenth-generation master could achieve such achievements in just over thirty years!

"I knew that Little Nineteen was extraordinary! Brother Beifeng, didn't I tell you this a long time ago, and you still don't believe it!" the Seventeenth Generation Master said excitedly.

"Yes! Xiaojiu is much more promising than us!"

The sixteenth generation master also sighed.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Don't you see that the situation is urgent at this moment? If we don't hurry up, Xiaojiu will die!" The third generation master, Cang Jieli, rolled his eyes.

He didn't look astonished like the Eighteenth Generation Master and the others. He glanced at the Black Sky Ancestor with a calm expression, as if in his eyes, these six calamities were nothing.

"Six tribulations! There is some trouble! We are just remnant souls, so we can't be of much help!"

"It's only six calamities. If we were alive, we could be crushed to death with one hand!"

The fourth generation master and the second generation master also spoke out.

"Even if you have a body with a remnant soul, you can't just sit back and watch Xiaojiu die here if you can help him!" Zhu Rongyu, the fifth-generation master, said.

At this moment, her expression was extremely serious, without her usual frivolity and charm.

"Too!"

Everyone nodded.

Xiaojiu is extremely talented. He was able to achieve the Four Tribulations in such a short period of time. He has a bright future and cannot afford to die here.

"I'll go first!"

"superior!"

They shouted a few times, turned into strange beasts, and rushed towards the witch god.

At this time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, a sea of ​​blood suddenly emerged. It was true fire, turning into a furious wave and rushing toward them. They swallowed the true fire, and their momentum suddenly surged, and then crashed into the body of the witch god.

The Witch God expanded again, and flames of various colors emerged on his skin.

Seeing this scene, the Black Sky Ancestor looked horrified.

When these souls first came out, he was a little disdainful, they were just a group of remnant souls, but when he took a closer look, he was extremely shocked.

Most of these eighteen remnant souls are not very good, but a few of them have extremely extraordinary aura. They must have been shocking figures in life. There is also a figure among them, that is, the whole body is shrouded in golden light, and even the face can be seen. Unclearly, this person was the most powerful, which made him feel a little frightened.

You must know that he is now an emperor-level expert in the Sixth Tribulation and was once an Eighth Tribulation. The person who can make his heart palpitate is definitely a more powerful existence than the Eighth Tribulation.

These...who are they?

What kind of tripod is that? How come there are so many remnant souls of powerful men in the cauldron?

Then, he felt even more fortunate. These were all remnant souls. If they were complete, he would have turned around and ran away.

"It's okay! Even with these remnant souls, this kid can't jump up and down!"

He breathed a sigh of relief,

murmured.

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

"Here comes the bow!"

Tang Hao roared sharply.

"Here comes the bow? Oh my god! There's more?" Ancestor Heitian was speechless.

The cauldron had surprised him just now, and now there was another bow. Could it be as powerful as that cauldron?

"No! Absolutely not!"

Ancestor Heitian murmured and comforted himself.

This kid is from the lower world, how many powerful treasures can he have!

But then, when he saw the divine light breaking through the wall from below the Sea of ​​Consciousness, his whole body was shocked, as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened to the point where they almost popped out.

"I'll do it!"

He couldn't help but curse!

Damn it!

This thing is not as powerful as that cauldron, but even more powerful!

That damn is a supreme weapon!

It’s still a bow, its killing power is astonishing!

This bow rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, trembled violently, and a brilliance shot up to the sky, transforming into a burly man.

"I am the Kunwu Yi clan, Yi Qing! How dare Xiao Xiao dare to seize the descendant of the Shewu clan's divine bow!"

Supreme Yiqing stared angrily and shouted loudly.

"Kunwu? Yiqing?"

When Patriarch Heitian heard this, he foamed at the mouth and fainted.

Oh my God!

This is a legendary figure! Once one of the great masters of Kunwu, he was famous as a great man in ancient times, and his archery skills reached the sky!

"Oh my god! How could we meet such a perverted person! By the way, this must be the bow that Kun Wu lost, and this boy got it. It's okay, it's just a remnant soul of the Supreme, and it can't do anything to me."

Ancestor Black Sky shivered and wiped his cold sweat.

He was almost scared to death just now, a supreme remnant soul! He was still one of Kunwu’s former supreme beings, so scary!

Fortunately, it was just a remnant soul of the supreme being integrated into the supreme weapon. Even with his help, this kid couldn't do anything to him.

Now the strength of the two is just about the same, and he still has a chance.

"It's still not enough!"

Tang Hao murmured, looking a little crazy.

He has thought about everything on his body, and there is nothing that can be of help. The Wahuang Mirror is somewhat incomplete and cannot be of help at all.

And with his current strength, he is still not sure of defeating this old devil.

His mind was spinning and he kept thinking.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of something.

"By the way, there is also that armor. It is a complete supreme weapon. There must be the soul left by Chang Liuxian on it. As long as you conquer the divine armor and add that soul, you can fight against this old devil, even The town killed him and in turn devoured him.”

He thought to himself.

He immediately took control of his body and opened his eyes. The Nine Dragon Coffin was still in front of him. No one dared to move it. Everyone around him was waiting for the result of seizing the body.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, broke free of the restraints, reached forward with both hands, and firmly grasped the golden coffin. Then, he reached into the coffin with his right hand, grabbed the divine armor, and began to refine it.