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Chapter 391: Emperor Haotian

The so-called God of Haotian is called Haotian because of the vast vitality. Looking at the vast sky from afar, it is called the heaven. The emperor is respected by heaven and earth.

From coming out of the mountain to now, Yang Fanhai has heard various legends about Emperor Haotian, and until today, he finally saw the true appearance of his uncle.

If Chiyou’s domineering spirit and Gongsun Xuanyuan’s kingly spirit, then Emperor Haotian is definitely the so-called emperor spirit. There are no one in the so-called emperors. Emperor Haotian has an aura of an emperor, which makes people feel like kneeling down and bowing when they see him.

His facial features are strong and his eyes are sharp, which makes people feel like they are invisible in front of him, and they wish they could answer whatever they ask.

When Yang Fanhai was looking at him with a large number of Emperor Haotian, the other party was also looking at him. After a while, he nodded with a smile on his lips and said, "No, not bad. The army of Jiuzhou is a billion-dollar one, and you can only attack the Tianmen. This is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Emperor of Heaven!" Xu Fan felt sad and did not want to hear him say so.

Emperor Haotian raised his hand and shook it: "You don't need to say much, if you don't want to listen, you can go out."

"I..." Xu Fan muttered, lowering his head and not saying anything.

"In just over a hundred years, you can achieve such cultivation. A talented person from heaven!" Emperor Haotian sighed and sighed quite emotionally: "If you let your mother know, you will definitely be very happy."

"Where are my mother, where have you locked her up?" Yang Fanhai asked in a deep voice. His strength had reached the end and he could hardly hold on. But he gritted his teeth and just didn't want to kneel down in front of this person.

Emperor Haotian chuckled: "I can't say I'm in custody, I just put them in house arrest. I put them in Taishan. I violated the laws of heaven and the crime was extremely evil, so I could only protect her like this. My sister has always been kind and cared about other people's feelings, but after so many years, she doesn't care about my feelings and always likes to fight me. I will never be in charge of her anymore, so I wonder if she will be very happy."

Yang Fanhai opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak at all. Suddenly, a sensation of cracking came from his body, and his soul hurt violently. Finally, he couldn't hold on to kneel down on the ground.

Emperor Haotian stood up, walked towards him step by step, and whispered: "What is your identity this time in Zhengtian?"

"General Zhengtian!" Yang Fanhai held his breath and said these four words.

"General Zhengtian, not bad, not bad!" Emperor Haotian walked up to him and asked again: "Have you seen your sister?"

Yang Fanhai nodded slightly. He was already confused and could not say a word. He gasped and his chest fell. The oil was gone and the lamp was dry. He knew that he was about to die.

"Your sister has a very similar personality to your mother and is very kind. If you have the chance in the future, help me take care of your sister."

As Emperor Haotian spoke, he took out a wooden box with his hand. After opening it, there was a golden pill inside. The moment he opened it, a strange fragrance filled the Lingxiao Palace.

The fragrance is indescribable, as if it is full of the power of life. Not to mention others, even Yang Fanhai, the dying person, felt a trace of heat generated in his body, which made his spiritual consciousness clear a little.

"This...this is..." Xu Fan widened his eyes and couldn't believe it: "Could it be...Nine...Nine Transformation Golden Pill!"

The Nine-Turning Golden Elixir is a well-known magical medicine in the world of cultivation. It is said that as long as you don’t die, you can be saved. No matter how much injury is, even if your soul is broken, you can only breathe a sigh of relief.

This magical medicine requires nine innate spiritual roots to be refined. In the past, the Taoist ancestor once searched the heaven and earth for this elixir. Not to mention that there are several medicinal herbs in extremely dangerous and difficult places to enter. Since the Taoist ancestor, several innate spiritual roots have been cut off. From then on, there will be no Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in the world.

If this is really the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, even if Emperor Haotian has dispersed his soul, he can still recover completely.

Emperor Haotian nodded: "I have been to the Demon World in the past and have the honor of meeting the Demon Ancestor. There are only two Nine-Turn Golden Pills in the world, which were refined by the Phoenix Clan in the past, but were taken away by the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor had a great time talking to me, so he gave me one."

"The saint plotted and wanted to use the ice toad to exhaust my life, but he never knew that I had this thing and was not afraid at all. Unfortunately... human calculations are not as good as God's calculations!"

While speaking, he took out the Nine-Turn Golden Pill and stuffed it into Yang Fanhai's mouth.

"Emperor of Heaven!" Xu Fan exclaimed, stepped forward and wanted to stop it. The Nine-Turning Golden Pill is so precious. There is only one at present. If Yang Fanhai is saved, Emperor Haotian will undoubtedly die.

Emperor Haotian looked up and glared at him. Wherever he was powerful, he forced Xu Fan to stay where he was and could not move forward.

The Nine-Turn Golden Pill melted in the mouth. The moment it was put on the mouth, it turned into a stream of medicine and flowed into Yang Fanhai's belly. The legendary magic medicine against the sky was terrifying, and the injuries on the body were recovering at a visible speed. After a few breaths, Yang Fanhai's breath had already recovered to its peak, and it was even increasing step by step, only forcing the Immortal King realm, and it was soon directly breaking through.

Yang Fanhai had already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Sub-Saint, and was only one step away. However, this realm cannot be broken through simply, so it has been stuck and cannot go further. Now, with the help of these nine-turn golden elixirs, the obstacles can be broken through in an instant and the breakthrough can be achieved.

In a vague way, you could already feel the aura of the heavenly tribulation coming, getting closer and closer, and the heavenly tribulation was brewing.

Yang Fanhai felt no longer uncomfortable, but there seemed to be a metal ball full of spikes stuck in his heart, which made him feel extremely painful. He stood up and looked at Emperor Haotian and asked loudly: "Why!"

He didn't understand why this was, it was a choice between life and death. The other party was the noble Nine Heavens Emperor, and he was just a general of a human race. If we talk about the family affection, we have never seen each other too much, so this family affection is naturally limited.

Until this moment, he still couldn't understand why the other party gave up the opportunity to survive and gave it to himself.

Emperor Haotian turned around and walked towards Lingxiao throne step by step, whispering: "You don't have to thank me. Although I have always cared about you, the feelings between us are limited after all. I save you not for you, but for myself."

"If one day your mother asks me: Brother, where is my son!"

"I can't imagine how I should answer her on that day. In order to save myself, I watched my nephew die before me, and I was completely lost! As the Lord of Heaven, how could I take such a head myself?"

Although Emperor Haotian spoke at this time, he could hear that he was lacking in energy and forced to speak intact. The soul was broken and consumed completely, without any at all. If others had already died, even with the cultivation of the Emperor of Heaven, he could only last for so long, and no miracle could happen.

"Emperor of Heaven!" Xu Fan choked and knelt on the ground, holding his hands tightly, trembling all over, unable to suppress the pain in his heart.

Emperor Haotian finally walked to Lingxiao's throne, held it with one hand, slowly turned around and sat down, moved for a long time before finally sitting down.

Looking at Xu Fan again, he said, "Xu Fan, the luckiest thing in my life is that when the Taoist ancestor Zixiao Hall was preaching, he was the first to pass through the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation to the Zixiao Hall, and then gained the favor of the Taoist ancestor, and gave him luck, and finally became the lord of this heavenly court."

"The second is that I met you and made friends with you brother. It is hard for me to imagine how I would have come over the years without you brother. Actually, I don't like you calling me Emperor Tian, ​​but I like you calling me eldest brother."

"Brother!" Xu Fan cried bitterly: "Brother, who is it and who betrayed us."

"That doesn't matter anymore!" Emperor Haotian said softly: "It was me who was neglected. Some people still carry other things on their backs, no wonder they are. He has been able to fight to the death until now, so he has given us an explanation."

He raised his hand and took out a piece of jade talisman. He wanted to send it to Yang Fanhai with his true energy, but found that he could not do it. He could only watch the jade talisman fall and rolled from the steps to Yang Fanhai.

"After leaving here, I took this jade talisman to find Donghua. He knew where Taishan was and could ask him to help you release your mother. Heaven is gone, and there is no reason to keep her..."

Suddenly a cough interrupted his speech, his breath paused, his face turned even more despaired, and it was already at the end.

His eyes became confused, he looked up at the sky and asked softly: "Yang Fanhai, do you know what the greatest sorrow of a soldier is?"

"I didn't die on the battlefield where I should have died in battle!" Yang Fanhai replied without hesitation. This was what Bai Ze said in the past, and he thought it made sense.

Emperor Haotian shook his head: "Wrong, the biggest sorrow is that he has devoted all his strength, but he has not found a real enemy, and was even used by the enemy. He was not a soldier, but a fool."

"Nephew, we have all lost this war. Without the Heavenly Court, some people will no longer be scruples. Keep the things you want to protect and see what the world will become."

"Brother!" Xu Fan burst into tears and kept shaking his head: "Why, why did it become like this!"

"There is no reason, it is related to the authority of the world, it is nothing more than life or death!" Emperor Haotian said lightly: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, the Taoist ancestor, and I will never compromise with anyone, even if I am a saint, even if I am a broken bone."

"What a pity, if today is gone, I will give me another five hundred years, and I will definitely let the saint be a saint forever and never be able to interfere in this world again. What a pity!"

"Xu Fan, don't spread the story of my death. The owner of the Heavenly Court may cause another round of shocks in the world and wars. It can't be hidden forever, but if you can calm down for a few years, you'll be more calm!"

"Yang Fanhai, I have been following you for so many years, but I have never seen you. I have been thinking about it for many years. Can you call me uncle?"

Yang Fanhai clenched his fists tightly, unable to curb his excitement, and finally shouted: "Uncle!"

Emperor Haotian nodded and sighed to the sky: "I, Haotian, have no resentment in my life, and I only regret not being able to complete the entrusted by the Taoist ancestor. I will clear the universe and reorganize the world."

"Sage, thief!"

A long exclaim was like a sharp blade in the throat, and it was not vomiting. In the end, the strength was exhausted, the head was lowered, and the breath dissipated.
Chapter completed!
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