Xuanhua felt very sad.

Since the last time he was ordered to go to the left road and go to the solar system to test Wang Baole's true strength, he felt that he had encountered a lifelong catastrophe.

This catastrophe was so great that it made him feel heartbroken.

Influenced by Wang Baole's wooden path, a inner demon formed in his body. If this demon takes over the body, it would be better to resolve it. However, this inner demon is not taking over the body. It is always affecting his mind and mind, and his reason, so that he gradually feels worshipping Wang Baole.

This thought became stronger and stronger, and even Xuanhua himself realized that as long as there was more than one stick of incense and he did not suppress it with all his strength, then... after one stick of incense, he might not be the one he is now.

His body has not changed, his soul has not changed, but all his thoughts will undergo a complete reversal. He will rush out of the Weiyang clan, rush towards Wang Baole, and kneel in front of the other side.

Just one word from the other party, even if you let yourself die, you will not have a slight hesitation here and will immediately execute it... because the other party's existence is the source of your own Tao, and the other party's figure is everything in your life.

He didn't want to do this, so he could only go into seclusion and fight against him all the time. However, the formation of Wang Baole's waterway and the breakthrough of cultivation made him almost lose his mind. Although he was suppressed by Jiga and Guangming, he could barely breathe a sigh of relief, his inner misery had reached its extreme.

Because he had realized that he... was afraid that he could not change such a situation. Unless... Wang Baole fell, he would collapse. It was only a matter of time.

But he couldn't commit suicide, so he could only put his hope with the ancestor. However, this kind of wood-dao inner demon is strange, and even the Weiyang ancestor seems to be difficult to resolve it in a short time. If he wants to solve it quickly, he will have to pay a price.

But the enemy of the Ming Sect was on the side, and the Weiyang clan was vigilant, so the ancestor was inconvenient to forcibly resolve it for him at this time, thus creating an extremely sad situation for him.

"Wang Baole!!" In the secret room, Xuan Hua finally suppressed the fluctuations in his mind and gasped violently. At this moment, he was in disheveled clothes and his hair was disheveled, and he was in extreme embarrassment. He also understood that he had only half a stick of incense to rest and ease, and then he would fight again.

For him, this half incense stick is just like the dawn of life and the driving force that supports his mind. Every time at this time, he would curse Wang Baole crazy to vent his inner resentment.

"Wang Baole, I must kill you. Not only do I want to kill you, I also want to destroy all your relatives and friends, your family, your civilization, and all traces of existence!!" At this moment, Xuan Hua continued to scream as usual, but this time... it was a bit different.

In the federal sun, with Wang Baole's finger on his finger, the Xuanhua curse here suddenly changed before the end of his face, and the inner demon in his body burst out in a bang at this moment.

"It's not time yet!!" Xuan Hua was immediately panicked and quickly suppressed him, but his mind, which was already exhausted and had no rest to recover, was suddenly difficult during this suppression, and what made him even more frightened was that this explosion of the inner demon was different from before.

The previous explosion of the inner demon seemed to be passive, as if it was instinct, without the will to control it, but now this time... it gives Xuanhua the feeling that it contains a certain will, actively controlling the inner demon, spreading and rolling in his body.

This change immediately made the inner demon more fierce. Almost instantly, Xuanhua's whole body bulged with blue veins and roared. What's even more strange was that his eyes gradually became pious in his roar, as if his mind had begun to be affected.

"Save me!" Xuanhua's body trembled and he barely called out. At the same time, Jijia and Guangming in the Weiyang clan also realized something was wrong and appeared in the secret room where Xuanhua was in seclusion. After seeing Xuanhua's appearance, both of them looked solemn and immediately took action to help suppress.

With external help and as the clone of the Weiyang ancestor, Ji Jia had already possessed his own will. To some extent, the origin was the same as the clone, but he could not be treated simply by clone. He had his own wisdom and was already strong, so soon, the explosion of the inner demon on Xuanhua was gradually calmed down.

But just as Xuanhua's body trembled violently and his face was no longer ferocious, his eyes suddenly flipped, and a black air burst out from his body, gathering directly on his forehead, and condensed there, and instantly turned into a slightly smaller face.

This face...is Wang Baole.

"Who is stopping the return of a believer Wang!" As the face formed, Wang Baole's voice was pressured and echoed in vastness. The face of the God of Light changed and he immediately retreated, while Ji Jia frowned and snorted coldly.

"Zuo Daodao, I, the Weiyang clan, have not yet questioned you about the matter of Dishan. Now... don't go too far!"

"God Emperor Jiga? It turns out that you are stopping my believers from returning." Xuan Hua's face and his eyes flashed with a faint light. He looked at Jiga. After looking at him, Jiga's power dispersed and he spoke slowly.

"Xuanhua is my Weiyang tribe's God Emperor, not your believer!"

After a few breaths of silence, Xuan Hua suddenly laughed, and another sentence spread out in an astonishing way.

"You..." This is the first word of this sentence, which comes from Xuanhua's face between his eyebrows and face, and from the distant starry sky, the direction of the Zuodao Holy Land.\u000b

The person who came out was Wang Baole's huge body with an extremely large Dharma image sitting cross-legged in the holy realm of the Left Dao, outside the solar system.

"Say..." This is the second word. At the same time, the sound in the starry sky seemed to be closer. It was Wang Baole's body of Dharma. After getting up, he stepped forward and went straight to the edge of the Zuodao Holy Realm.

"No..." The echo of the third and fourth words, listening from the direction, no longer came from the left path, but in the central area of ​​Weiyang, Guangming's face changed drastically, and Jiga's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Isn't that?" The last four words, like thunder, exploded directly within the Weiyang clan, roaring in all directions, causing an uproar in the Weiyang clan. At this moment, Jijia's body was blurred and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was already in the starry sky of the Weiyang clan. He saw Wang Baole's huge Dharma image coming from a distance, step by step.

"Wang Baole!!"

"This is the Weiyang clan. How many times have you come here? Is this what you call neutrality?!" Jijia's whole anger erupted. Although he was the clone of Weiyang's ancestor, he had independent will. At this moment, with the burning of anger, his murderous intent exploded in full swing.

It was Wang Baole’s place, and it was coming again and again in just half a year, which made the Weiyang clan’s murderous thoughts burst out.

"I came here just to accept my believers back." Wang Baole came over, his voice echoing like thunder in the sky, roaring everywhere.

"As for what I mean by neutrality, if your Weiyang tribe stops my believers today, then... if you are not neutral, so what if you go to war with your Weiyang tribe!"

\u000b Hearing Wang Baole's words, Ji Jia's face looked ugly. He actually didn't understand the idea of ​​the Ontology, and didn't know why the Ontology delayed the situation of the battle, so that Wang Baole's growth was even more provocative, which made the Weiyang clan lose face. Today, he announced the war. After all, the so-called neutrality before was known to everyone, and it was impossible.

All of this is crucial to the Weiyang tribe, but... the original body seems to not care about the state of the Weiyang tribe, nor do you care about the appearance of the Weiyang tribe, which will cause a series of chain reactions, which will mostly imitate.

"The essence is ignorant!" Jiga's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his body shook, and suddenly rushed out and headed straight for Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, since you are seeking death, I will fulfill you today!"

At the same time, in this Weiyang clan, on a slightly remote star, Weiyang ancestor sitting cross-legged in the star core slowly raised his wrinkled eyelids and looked calmly at Wang Baole and where his clone was, but he swept it away without caring at all. It seemed that in his world, whether Wang Baole or his clone was not important, his eyes were staring at a farther place...

"I should have been doing the same show, and I have created so many opportunities for you. Chen Qingzi... Are you not ready yet, why haven't you taken action?"
Chapter completed!