Chapter 229 Rebuilding Heaven

Emperor Xin left gracefully.

Now that he knew that he had encountered the calamity of the mortal world, he was no longer afraid.

"Yes, my king, I will definitely choose the most beautiful person for you."

After Wen Zhong bowed and sent Emperor Xin away, he was thinking about the problem.

Wen Zhong once mentioned that Emperor Xin should take a concubine.

But Emperor Xin refused, so why did Emperor Xin take the initiative this time?

"It seems that I have to ask Master."

In the reincarnation, Tongtian Sect Master sat and drank herbal tea.

Suddenly, he received a message from Wen Zhong.

As a result, he smiled bitterly:

"Human King, Human King, I didn't expect you to take this step after all."

How could Tongtian Sect Master not know what the Human King was thinking?

But he also understood the stubbornness in the Human King's heart.

Although Chang'e was beautiful, she was not Emperor Xin's cup of tea.

Although he was not afraid of Hou Yi, Emperor Xin did not want to lose everything because of a woman.

Then he sent the image of Chang'e to Wen Zhong.

But tell Wen Zhong not to plot against Chang'e. If he messes up, he will be killed.

Wen Zhong, who was far away in Chaoge City, finally understood after hearing the news.

He also knew that Emperor Xin brought Chang'e back.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. Such a beautiful woman is really hard to find.

After all, Wen Zhong was tempted.

Time passed slowly.

Xing Tian, ​​Chi You, and Hou Yi all practiced around the Burial Heaven Coffin.

Chang'e was also practicing the human way.

She had lived for many years, and although she had not practiced, her body had accumulated a lot of energy.

Otherwise, how could she live until now?

It's just that the human way began to guide him.

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi was also frantically looking for the footprints of other great witches during this period.

But there was no big gain.

Although some clues were found.

But things have changed and cannot be saved.

Rumble.

On this day, thunder suddenly came from the depths of chaos.

Waves of law power burst out.

"Hahaha, this Emperor of Heaven has finally become a saint, hahaha."

Haotian roared crazily, stirring up a chaotic wave of millions of feet in this chaos.

Beside him, the three good and evil corpses accompanied him, each of them showed a strong power of law.

"I am Haotian, the Lord of Heaven, who governs the three realms, and is the Lord of Heaven."

The word "upper" was read particularly heavily, as if to remind others that he was the strongest.

After going crazy, he felt a strong power.

Haotian shook his hand.

"Is this the feeling of power? Hahaha, now this Emperor of Heaven wants to see who dares not to give me face, ah——."

The soul is placed in the void, the way of heaven is not destroyed, and Haotian is not dead.

This greatly increased Haotian's arrogance.

The terrifying power of law raged, venting his grievances for so many years crazily.

"Human King, you dare to break this Emperor of Heaven, now it's time to take revenge."

Venting the anger in his heart crazily.

But suddenly a palpitation came.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Not only Haotian himself, but also the good and evil corpse frowned.

The next moment, he reacted.

"Damn, the power of the calamity, how can there be the power of the calamity? Why so much? Why."

Crazy, before he was happy enough, he found so much power of the calamity.

A bucket of cold water on his head.

Just when Haotian was incredulous.

The figure of Taiqing slowly approached.

"Brother Haotian, congratulations on proving the Hunyuan."

Looking up, Taiqing slowly floated over, and his body, like his own, was entangled by a large amount of power of the calamity.

"Brother Taiqing, what's going on? Why are there so many power of the calamity? I have been hiding in Zixiao Palace and have not responded to the calamity."

Looking at Haotian's appearance, how could Taiqing not know the key?

There is only so much power of the calamity, and someone must share it.

Otherwise, relying solely on Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun and Jieyin Zhunti.

Once the power of the calamity falls, they will be dead.

How could Hongjun let his disciples really die?

Someone must be found to bear the brunt of the thunder.

Therefore, completing the number of Heavenly Saints is a way to evenly distribute the power of the calamity.

Then, the demons who listen to the teachings use the last faith and luck of their tribe.

To help the Heavenly Saints to ward off disasters as much as possible.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Haotian. No matter who it is, once they become saints, they will be shrouded in the calamity."

"What? This... Is there no way to avoid it?"

Haotian was scared. He hadn't even started to show off yet, but he got burned. Who could bear it?

Taiqing shook his head:

"It can't be avoided. The Human King started the prehistoric killing calamity, which extended to the killing calamity of the saints. As long as they are saints, they can't escape."

"Is there no way to resolve it?"

"Yes, kill the Human King."

"How is this possible?"

Haotian roared, killing the king? Was he crazy? He hadn't lived long enough.

Not only Haotian, but even other brothers and sisters would still be troubled by the power of the calamity after they became saints.

Become a chess piece of the saint's killing calamity.

Haotian's whole body trembled.

"Damn human king, you have dug a big hole for us, I will not let you go, I won't."

Roaring madly.

Then he quickly ran out of the chaos.

"Brother Haotian, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about it."

After leaving a sentence, Haotian went straight to Zixiao Palace.

"Disciple Haotian, meet the teacher."

The voice resounded through the chaos.

Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, slightly displeased.

But he still asked:

"Haotian, is there anything?"

Only to hear Haotian kneel down and say:

"Teacher, I have already achieved the truth and become a saint. I hope you will approve me to rebuild the Heavenly Court and intimidate the prehistoric world."

Hmm?

Suddenly, Hongjun stopped.

After hearing Haotian's words, he was slightly thoughtful.

His fingers began to count unconsciously.

For a moment, he didn't know what he was calculating.

Haotian didn't say anything either, just waiting quietly.

After a long time, a voice came from the depths.

"Yes."

"Thank you, teacher."

Haotian was happy that he could rebuild the Heavenly Court, which would surely intimidate the prehistoric world.

After leaving, Haotian couldn't suppress the madness in his heart.

He shouted loudly:

"Hahaha, King of Man, let's see how you show off and how my Heavenly Court intimidates the prehistoric world."

Haotian got Hongjun's approval, and other saints certainly couldn't stop him.

Quickly came to the Zixiao Palace where the preaching was conducted.

Seeing that the Queen Mother had not yet attained the Dao and became a saint.

This made Haotian sneer.

At this time, the Queen Mother opened her eyes.

"Haotian, what are you doing here?"

Only to see Hao Tainan snort coldly:

"This emperor has already broken through, attained the Dao and became a saint, and has obtained the teacher's approval to rebuild the Heavenly Court. You, the Queen Mother, must not hold me back."

"Don't worry, I won't, you can go."

"You hum."

Haotian flicked his sleeves and left directly.

At the same time, he was also angry.

This damn cousin, still pretending to be noble in front of me, one day I will take you down.

Haotian and the Queen Mother have been fighting each other since they became Hongjun's doormen.

From the beginning, they were fighting over how to show courtesy to Hongjun.

Fighting for favor, resources, etc.

Hongjun saw it but didn't care.

But because of their personalities, neither of them could bear to see the other living better than themselves.

The prehistoric Heavenly Court was collapsed by the magic circle detonated by the demon Lu Ya.

Countless fragments were scattered everywhere in the prehistoric world.

If you want to rebuild the Heaven, you must take back these fragments.

Maybe it was impossible before, but it may not be possible now.

After all, Haotian has become a saint.

Rumble.

On this day, suddenly, above the prehistoric sky.

A huge hand from the sky suddenly fell.

The terrifying suction force instantly dissipated.

"I am the Jade Emperor Haotian. Today I rebuild the Heaven and take charge of the three realms of the prehistoric world. All living beings must respect the Heaven. Whoever dares not to obey will be punished."

In an instant, the prehistoric world shook.

The King of Man was even more furious.

"Humph, a little doorman, dare to be so presumptuous."