Douluo's killing is eternal

Chapter 32
Bai Xin has already made it so clear, Long Hao naturally understands that even if he has the identity of the Holy Son, he cannot run amok in the Green Fire Realm, but Long Hao is not worried, even if the identity of the Holy Son is not very good, he is still better than him. No good, Long Hao didn't have the identity of the Holy Son in his original idea.

"Then can I ask, what is your identity in this world?" Long Hao asked Bai Xin tentatively.

Bai Xin didn't pay much attention to Long Hao: "My aunt's status is much greater than that of your holy son."

Regarding what Bai Xin said, Long Hao didn't show much expression, instead he just looked contemplative. Bai Xin's strength must not be his own, but Bai Xin's pride must come from her talent, so what he just said, if nothing unexpected happened , relying on the forces behind her.

"However, I think you have to come with me, and of course you don't want to run away!" Bai Xin murmured.

In the next moment, Bai Xin took out a small pitch-black stone from the storage ring on the finger of his right hand.

As for storage supplies, it is naturally not surprising. As long as the time level is not very low, there will be such things.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Xin grabbed Long Hao's shoulder with one hand, and crushed the small black stone in the next moment.

Long Hao couldn't dodge even if he wanted to dodge it. It can only be said that Bai Xin did all these things too quickly, even crushing the stone was done in an instant.

Long Hao roughly guessed that this stone should be a space-type treasure, but it looks like it needs to be crushed, and it should be refined by an individual.

But even though he knew it, Long Hao was shocked in his heart, for nothing else, the speed was too fast, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all, Long Hao and Bai Xin appeared in the next place.

This is a treasure hall, with many tall trees planted around it. In terms of the breath of life, it is no less than the lake of life.

There is a huge peak next to the treasure hall, hundreds of thousands of meters high, and various weeds grow between the cliffs.

"Father!"

I saw Bai Xin bent down towards the giant peak, and the two words that came out of his mouth shocked Long Hao.

"Xin'er, didn't you go to practice? Why did you come back after only a few days?" A quiet voice came from nowhere, and the voice was not loud, as if it came from afar, but looking at Jufeng, there was no trace of it. movement.

"Why don't you want me to come back? Do you not like your daughter, and why are you pretending to be secretive, so you don't come out to let her see?" Bai Xin pouted, and said to Jufeng a little angrily.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a middle-aged man appeared not far from Bai Xin. He looked like he was only about 30 years old. He had pointed ears and an ordinary appearance. He was almost 1.9 meters tall, but his body was a bit thin.

"Oh? Xiner, why did you bring a little brother back." The middle-aged man suddenly pointed at Long Hao and said.

But this finger is not a friendly finger, since it is unseen to release coercion on Long Hao.

Long Hao looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes were full of resignation and anger, but every time he stared at the middle-aged man, the coercion increased.

"Father, don't touch him. This is my new younger brother." Bai Xin suddenly blocked the middle-aged man with one hand, and said solemnly.

The middle-aged man was also taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted, but he seemed a little angry: "Xin'er, don't mess around."

"Father, what do you mean? He's the Holy Son!" Bai Xin raised his tone slightly.

"Holy Son? Bai Xin, Bai Xin, your father and I are not three-year-old children, whoever you bring back here is the Holy Son, don't make trouble." The middle-aged man spread his hands helplessly, although he denied it, but Still did not make things difficult for Long Hao

The realm coercion on Long Hao's body suddenly dissipated, and Long Hao's face was flushed just after reacting, and there were still a few drops of sweat flowing on his forehead.

Bai Xin smiled, as expected, her words worked.

From the middle-aged man's every move, Long Hao could tell that besides being a peerless powerhouse, he also loves his daughter Bai Xin just as much.

"Are you the Son of God that Xin'er said?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Xin with gentle eyes just now, but the moment his eyes left, they had turned into indifference.

Long Hao naturally knew that if he answered no, he might not be able to survive. If he chose yes, he would be rejected by many people, but it would be even more troublesome if he started looking for things, so Long Hao chose Zhongping's answer.

"Senior, I don't know either, saying that my blood-colored dragon scale is a token that makes me a holy son."

While speaking, the middle-aged old man pondered. According to Bai Xin's simple description, if Long Hao's words are correct, then Long Hao is undoubtedly the Son of God.

The legend of the Holy Son has lasted for nearly tens of millions of years in the Qinghuo Realm. As far as we know, this legend was guessed by a peerless strong man who did not belong to this time, but saved this world in a catastrophe. In the world, his prestige can be said to be very high, even if the ruler understands the strength, he can't reach that height.

In the tens of millions of years, the public has appeared as a holy son, and none of them has made outstanding contributions to the world, let alone the distance from the age of tens of millions of years is only ten years away.

"Boy, I am the ancestor of this world. They all call me the God of Fire, release your dragon scales and let me have a look." The middle-aged man woke up from his contemplation, and his hostility towards Long Hao was much less.

No matter how much Long Hao thought about it, he would not be able to guess that the Lord of this world would be the middle-aged man in front of him, Huomingshenjun.

Even though he didn't know what the state of the gods was, Long Hao was not in a hurry. These Long Hao felt that he didn't need to know now, besides, he was just a small soul sect.

In front of such a strong man, Long Hao couldn't resist even if he wanted to, he might as well come by himself.

Blood-colored dragon scales emerged, and there were a large number of blood-colored barbs on the back, which looked a little ferocious, but still domineering. Almost instantly, Long Hao transformed into a humanoid dragon beast.

"Bai Xin, you go down first, I have something to talk to him alone." Huomingshenjun said very seriously, unlike before, Huomingshenjun appeared very strong this time, and directly transferred Bai Xin passively.

"Okay, do you know why I asked you to talk alone?" Huoming Cthulhu said lightly.

Long Hao shook his head, he doesn't know how to read minds, how could he know.

"About 900 million years ago, when I was still young, I was not the master of the world, but at that time there appeared a supreme being."

"It's a pity that he couldn't stay here at the beginning. The Holy Son's prophecy was his guess. The rule he is good at is fate."

"It's been almost tens of millions of years, and people have long lost hope of this prophecy, but I still firmly believe that I have seen that strong man, even if he is stronger than me now, I don't know how many times stronger."

The Cthulhu God suddenly froze for a moment, as if he remembered something.
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