Less than half an hour.

The closed door of the Yanbu Dojo was suddenly opened.

Yang Haotian looked calm and walked out at a leisurely pace.

Yang Rou hurriedly looked into the hall, and saw Yang Chong lying on the ground panting in the center of the martial arts arena, looking at Yang Haotian with admiration:
"Brother Haotian, I will count on you for the next two days!"

This look!

Yang Rou's heart trembled:
Ever since she was a child, she had never seen anyone her younger brother served.

Even Yang Haotian, in Yang Chong's eyes, is just a goal to catch up with.

But now, she saw admiration and conviction in her younger brother's eyes.

Yang Rou couldn't help but look at the back of Yang Haotian:

Young master, young master, what kind of astonishing means do you have, even my rebellious younger brother is willing to surrender...

Two days have passed.

Apart from training, Yang Haotian spent most of his time practicing Yang Chong in the Martial Arts Hall.

Yang Chong, who was reborn as the supreme bone, has improved rapidly in strength.

In addition, Yang Haotian called from time to time.

His fighting skills are improving at an almost astonishing speed.

at the same time.

His admiration for Yang Haotian became more and more thorough and intense.

Yang Chong is very clear that what he has learned now is probably less than one thousandth of Brother Haotian.

So when he heard that Yang Haotian suppressed Yang Teng with only one trick, he was not surprised.

How strong brother Haotian is, he can't imagine it at all!

Outside Haotian Palace.

Yang Haotian looked at the sunset, slightly lost in thought.

Tomorrow is the battle of Yang Chong beheading Yang Teng, in order to establish rules, he specially invited the elders of each branch to watch the battle in Sen Luo Hall.

Yang Haotian used this battle to tell them:

Anyone who tries to provoke his might as a young master will be mercilessly beheaded!

Yang Chong is the first fierce sword he forged!
"There is a flaw! Die~!"

Sen Han's murderous intent, shattering the void, suddenly attacked Yang Haotian's heart.

Yang Haotian didn't turn his head back, a green dragon flew out from behind, with thousands of runes and thousands of auspicious colors, entangled towards the curvy red shadow.

Seeing the ferocious Panlong Qi, he was about to swallow that beautiful figure in one gulp.

brush.

Panlong disappeared out of thin air.

"Little villain! Is this the Panlong Chantianjin supernatural power you got? It's really not bad."

The ancestor of Hutian wore a red dress, black hair like a waterfall, and a fiery figure, exuding a mature and hot temptation of the devil.

16 years have passed, but the years have not left any traces on her body, her figure is still hot, and her temper is still hot.

Only the faint fragrance mixed with alcohol made Yang Haotian Weilu addicted.

"16 years, how time flies..."

The Hutian Patriarch's eyes were blurred. He was once a little boy, but he has grown into an adult. He is tall and straight, handsome and handsome.

And what's even more rare is the astonishing strength, a breakthrough when opening the veins shocked the entire Dao Domain.

Even himself, under the light of Yang Haotian, gained a lot of insights into practice.

"Little guy, here it is!"

Hutian Patriarch threw his jade hand, and threw a black glow.

Yang Haotian received it in his hand, the cold air overflowed, and the murderous intent was overwhelming, it was actually a magic furnace.

"Taiyin Divine Furnace?"

Yang Haotian recognized that this was exactly the Taoist weapon that Taiyin Shenhu strangled him when he was born.

"Old Ancestor, this..."

Patriarch Hutian rolled his eyes, "A coming-of-age gift for you! Without you, Patriarch would not be able to descend this superb Taoist artifact."

In order to strangle Yang Haotian back then, Taiyin Shenhu did not hesitate to use a superb Taoist artifact and an immortal master.

It's a pity that Hutian Patriarch went out in person, and the immortal master was scared away on the spot.

However, with the quiet help of Yang Haotian, she kept the Taiyin Divine Furnace.

For more than ten years, Hutian Patriarch has been trying to erase the tens of thousands of marks left in the sacred furnace.

It was finally completed not long ago, and it was given to Yang Haotian as a coming-of-age gift.

"It's still the ancestor who loves me, so I accept it."

Yang Haotian smiled, with this Taoist weapon, his combat power will be further improved.

Even against the Shangyang Realm and even the Longmen Realm, they have the power to fight!

"Little guy, I have a divine refining method that can help you refine it..."

If you want to refine a Taoist artifact, you need to consume a lot of spiritual thoughts and time, and it takes longer to refine a top-grade Taoist artifact.

Unexpectedly, Hutian Patriarch hadn't finished talking.

I saw Yang Haotian raised his finger and fixed the Taiyin Divine Stove in the void, and immediately a majestic chaotic divine sense poured into the Divine Stove like a tidal wave.

In an instant, Yang Haotian seemed to have entered another world, with tens of thousands of formations and hundreds of millions of tadpole-like law runes floating in front of his eyes.

It seems to have sensed the enemy's invasion, and the formations are lit up one after another, like a beast opening its pupils:

Roar……

The formation trembled, spraying out streams of lunar black fire, freezing this piece of heaven and earth directly.

If it weren't for Yang Haotian's divine sense to have the chaotic attribute, I am afraid that consciousness would also be frozen here.

The Taiyin Black Fire did not let go, and turned into a pitch-black fire unicorn, with countless law runes surrounding it like a rain of light, rushing to kill Xiangyang Haotian.

"Surrender to me!"

Yang Haotian gave a low snort, buzz!
The majestic spiritual thoughts rushed wildly, and the densely packed formations, hundreds of millions of avenue runes, and laws in the sacred furnace were washed and refined by the chaotic spiritual thoughts at an astonishing speed.

One breath time is not enough!
The Taiyin Divine Furnace withdrew all its breath, shrunk down to the size of a pill, and obediently hovered over Yang Haotian's fingertips.

With a thought in Yang Haotian's mind, the pitch-black fire unicorn swallowed the Taiyin divine furnace in one gulp, and turned into a wisp of black smoke and entered into his sea of ​​energy.

"What an astonishing divine sense, and the refining speed is too fast..."

Patriarch Hutian was shocked.

This is a superb Taoist weapon, with tens of thousands of formations and tens of millions of Taoist runes imprinted in it, even if she wants to refine it, she will probably have to spend a lot of effort.

Fortunately for the little villain, it was completed in an instant, and he didn't borrow the method of divine refining at all!

What a powerful spirit this is!
The ancestor of Hutian stared at Yang Haotian with beautiful eyes, full of admiration:

"Unexpectedly, little guy, your soul is so powerful."

Yang Haotian smiled.

The power of Chaos Divine Sense is already impressive, not to mention the daily honing of "Chaos God Grinding Thoughts", his Divine Soul is indeed not ordinary tyrannical!

"Great. Originally, I was worried that you would not be able to bear the pressure if you went to the treasure house of heaven, but since your divine sense is so strong, it's fine."

Patriarch Hutian dragged Yang Haotian away:
"Follow me to the Heavenly Dao Treasure House. If you don't use your Heavenly Dao God's Token, someone will be there first."

Divine order?

Only then did Yang Haotian remember that the reward for going to the Heavenly Dao Treasure House to pick treasures was useless.

This is an opportunity to greatly improve your strength!

"how long it takes?"

"It takes about three days and three nights to open the Heavenly Dao Treasure House once. Do you have any questions?"

Yang Haotian shook his head.

It seems that he will not be able to watch the duel between Yang Chong and Yang Teng tomorrow.

But he has arranged everything, even if he is not present, with Yang Chong's current strength, it is more than enough to kill Yang Teng.

As long as Yang Teng was killed in public, Yang Haotian's goal of intimidating Xiaoxiao would be achieved.

"I'm fine, let's go now."

Yang Haotian said.

"Walk."

Hutian patriarch waved his red sleeve, and Yang Haotian was taken up to the ninth heaven.

The two came to the sky.

What comes into view is a sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, containing a huge sun at the end, shining golden light, dyeing the sea of ​​clouds golden and translucent.

"Come with me."

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