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Chapter 870

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Hao nodded, his eyes fell on the statue. He gave a bow before slowly stretching out his hands and landing on the sky spirit cover of the statue. The star-sucking technique was blooming. Suddenly, he felt a stream of pure holy power invading his body, limbs and bones from his hands, and after filtering, it was converted into his own power.

Soon, Xuanyuan Hao found that the bones on his body were slapping, and his meridians felt like they were about to be burst. He also clearly felt the changes in the bones. This was a transformation and sublimation. He felt that every bone in his body was flowing with holy light.

This is the rhythm of being able to escape from the mortal fetus and become a saint.

Xuanyuan Hao was not in a hurry, slowly absorbed and continued to filter. Soon he found that in his eyebrows, he gradually felt that the soul of the life palace was gradually casting a holy platform, but the holy platform was dim and no holy light flowed on it.

This made Xuanyuan Hao quite depressed.

The holy platform is the foundation of a saint. How can there be no holy light? It can only be said that this holy platform is false. A holy platform that has not been baptized by the holy calamity will not shine, so it can only be called false.

Whether it is true or false, Xuanyuan Hao can clearly feel that his power is sublimating, and it is very terrifying. He even feels that he can destroy the entire Wushuang Jiuzhou with his arms raised. This is the power brought to him by the Holy Platform.

Even the fake saint is still extremely terrifying.

Xuanyuan Hao was not in a hurry. Han Shuxue had already said that after he was nature, he would lead to saints and have a gorgeous baptism. Now, the most important thing for him is how to retreat from the powerful enemies of the nine holy places outside the city.

Time is still passing slowly. Xuanyuan Hao continues to use the Star-Sucking Technique to absorb the holy power in the statue and filter it into his own power. Even if the battle for the statue contains the power of the Saint King, after filtering, it will only be one percent in Xuanyuan Hao's body.

Even one percent is enough to make Xuanyuan Hao become a saint.

Not only afterwards, Xuanyuan Hao looked at him and said, "Senior!"

"Are you still calling me senior now?"

"Master, how can I use the power of the holy to protect you from the last trace of bad willpower?" Xuanyuan Hao asked. This is what he wanted to do most after becoming a saint. He only smiled with a hearty smile: "Hahaha, when I was temporarily Han Shuxue, I can still accept a disciple like you, and it will be a waste of my life!"

Xuanyuan Hao: "..."

Is it necessary to be so excited?

Immediately, Han Shunxue's voice continued: "You just need to inject a trace of holy power into the statue and seal it!"

As the sound fell, Xuanyuan Hao dared to see a transparent body slowly floating, as if he could let him disappear in one breath. Xuanyuan Hao looked carefully and found that Han Shuixue's hair was like him, all of which were silver threads.

Obviously, Qiong Yao left and her hair was gray all night.

However, even if only a ray of will is left, it still cannot cover up Han Shunxue's heroic look.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Hao had a strange idea in his mind.

So he spoke, "Master, I have heard that a truly powerful person can use any time to reshape his flesh and blood, right?"

"Yes!" Han Shunxue's phantom nodded: "I know that your talent is beyond the ordinary people. You may be able to surpass yourself in the future, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day!"

Xuanyuan Hao did not answer his words, but only kept his words secretly in his mind. If one day he could really transcend everything and fulfill Han Shunxue and Qiong Yao, it might be a lie on the same person.

However, it seems that as Han Shuxue said, he may not be able to hold on for that day.

Xuanyuan Hao can only do his best to ensure that Han Shuxue's last ray of willpower will not dissipate between heaven and earth, but to continue Han Shuxue's will, and only by constantly becoming stronger can he do all this.

Then, Xuanyuan Hao entered the statue for a few days, sealed it, turned around and left the hall.

It's been five years since the people outside have been waiting for him for five years. It's time to go out for a while.

Wow~

At this moment, the ancient city that had been silent for five years in the void suddenly shone brightly, breaking through the sky and entering the sky. The void trembled, and terrifying talisman light flowed around the ancient city, which was extremely terrifying.

"Are you finally unable to stand up?" The nine sacred land powerhouses opened their eyes, looked at the ancient city of Void, and showed a faint smile. Five years have passed for them in a flash.

Moreover, if you spend five years to exchange for this ancient city, it will be worth it no matter how you calculate it.

"That guy finally came out to fight with his back!" Lan Biyao's beautiful eyes flashed and she stared at the city tower. Soon, a handsome silver-haired figure appeared there, her long shirt was twitching, and her temperament was completely different from five years ago.

"I thought you were going to hide in the ancient city for the rest of your life!" But Xia Sheng from Xihua Holy Land spoke lightly: "Do you hand over control yourself, or wait for me to search for your memories?"

The voice is as indifferent as usual.

No wonder, this Xia Sheng is at the second level of the Holy Platform, which is one level deeper than the Seven Saint Elders. The difference between the saints is a world of difference.

"Have you ever thought that I would wait for five years to die?" Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xia Sheng, his expression still calm as before, which surprised Xia Sheng slightly. He did not expect that Xuanyuan Hao would withdraw from such arrogant words.

However, he didn't care.

However, Han Sheng from Tiansheng Mountain said, "Xuanyuan Hao, you don't have to be afraid of him. As long as you hand over control of the ancient city, I, Han Sheng, promise that you can come here safely and become my Han Sheng's personal disciple. You can consider it!"

"Old fox!" Xia Sheng looked at Han Sheng coldly. Han Sheng's move was much more wise than him. The nine holy lands are the holy places of practice in the western region. As long as they are not fools, they will be willing.

Yuan Sheng from Guiyun Palace said lightly: "You have asked us to wait for five years, which is nothing. Since you can open the ancient city, it is your fortune. If you join me Guiyun Palace, you don't have to hand over the ancient city!"

"Yuan Sheng, I'm afraid you're a temptation plan!" But seeing Zhisheng Cliff Fang Sheng said lightly: "If Xuanyuan Hao really joins your Guiyun Palace, he might force him to hand over the ancient city!"

Although his voice was indifferent, it naturally entered Yuan Sheng's heart, causing Yuan Sheng's expression to change slightly.

Xuanyuan Hao said, "The holy land is left by Han Shangxue, and I am lucky enough to open it. You are all powerful people in the holy land. I thought it was open and honest, but they actually used such a trick. It was ridiculous. By the way, the Seven Saints Elders of the Holy Heaven Palace said it five years ago!"

"Don't toast or not eat and punish the wine!" Suddenly, Han Sheng snorted coldly: "Today's nine holy places, all the powerful gather here. Waiting for you for five years, you will naturally be determined to win the ancient city. You can't keep it. If you are willing to hand over, you may leave your entire body, otherwise you will regret coming to this world!"
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