In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

The land of the Eight Desolates is still boiling.

People are still talking about that war and are enjoying it.

They were somewhat sympathetic to the Night Clan Alliance and the Honghuang Clan. With the lineup of these two major forces, if they were replaced by an ordinary clan or a sect like Wushen Mountain, they would have been razed long ago.

But they happened to meet the Lord Tang.

"This God of Tang is really a god-like existence! He can easily resolve such a great disaster!"

"I heard that he was always lucky. When he was in the lower realm, he picked up the Kunwu Order that Kunwutian had lost. You know, that was Kunwu Order. If you could pick up this thing, your luck would be amazing!"

Speaking of the Lord Tang, they all looked admiration and awe, and some even felt a little envious.

In their eyes, Shenjun Tang seemed to be a god.

What legends and myths are too vulgar.

Didn’t that young master Taixu claim to be the Pangu myth? He was still deposed by the God of Tang, so the word myth is no longer enough to reflect the God of Tang.

"He has only been promoted to the Seven Tribulation for a few years, and he has already reached five hundred immortal blood. His combat power is close to the old monster Qianxue. I think in a few years, Qianxue will no longer be an opponent. He will be the person with the most hope of impacting the Eight Tribulations in nearly a thousand years!"

"The old blood demon was not as powerful as the God of Tang at the beginning. Isn't it also promoted to the eight tribulations? If he can do it, God of Tang will definitely do it too!"

They are full of confidence in the future of the God of Tang.

Even this confidence is stronger than Tang Hao's own.

For a moment, Tang Hao's reputation rose sharply!

In the minds of the world, there are not many people who can surpass him. After all, there are not many strong men with Thousand Blood above Pangu.

As well as the momentum of the Craft Sect, the momentum of the Craft Sect also increased. Over the past month, there have been endless cultivators coming to the Craft Mountains to visit.

Yun Qingzi was busy receiving these people, while Tang Hao was busy repairing the formation.

In order to repair this ancient formation, Tang Hao smashed countless materials, used the soul splitting and cloning army, and then restored it to seven or eight, but its power was not satisfactory, and it only had about 30% of its peak period.

"Thirds to get 30%!"

Tang Hao was a little helpless.

Those who set up the big formations at the beginning were all nine tribulations. What kind of divine abilities are there to have? How can he compare with his small seven tribulations!

Although he is rich, he is definitely not as good as the Supreme Lord of Nine Tribulations.

"It would be great if the door of Creation could be opened. All the treasures of the ancient Creation Taoist are hidden inside!"

Tang Hao has been thinking about the door of creation.

But helplessly, the Craft Sect has not responded much. According to his estimate, he should have to wait for the Craft Son to come out before his ambition will be realized.

"A large formation with ten percent power, the coalition forces of various tribes, and the prehistoric tribe, broke through nine geniuses. They also used the power of their ancestors. If it was 30 percent, they could hold on for about three days!"

"In addition to other formations, it will be no problem to block for three or five days!"

Tang Hao felt relieved after thinking about it.

Three or five days will be enough for the Craft Sect to evacuate up and down. Even if the Ye tribe and the others come again, he will not be afraid.

"In this battle, they were also seriously injured. I'm afraid they won't come again in a short time!"

During this period, Tang Hao was also paying attention to the movements of the Ye Clan and the others, and there was no movement.

As for the prehistoric clan, he had heard a lot of news that the prehistoric clan was furious and said that he was incompatible with him. It is said that he also alarmed the existence of the eight tribulations of the prehistoric clan.

The human race has a group of Taoist lords of the heavenly realms. This prehistoric clan naturally has eight kalpas, but there are not many, so I heard that there are only about ten.

However, Tang Hao was not very worried about this. First, existences like the Eight Tribulations would not appear easily, and second, the Eight Tribulations between the two tribes are also mutually restricted. If the Eight Tribulations of the Admiral Clan take action, the Taoist masters of the heavens will come forward to stop them.

After repairing this major formation, Tang Hao brought all the six-tribulation elders in the door and began to set up new formations.

He stopped after setting up hundreds of major formations.

During this period, all the damaged buildings in the mountains were restored. The disciples in the sect returned to the peaks and practiced with peace of mind. Everything returned to the original state.

After staying for half a month, the elders of the Fusang God Clan returned, but Tamamo stayed and helped reorganize the mountain gate.

After everything was over, Tang Hao also felt relieved and practiced with peace of mind.

He is only five hundred immortal blood now, and is still far from thousands of blood, let alone the realm of ten thousand blood.

Another month is coming in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Tang Hao was taking care of the Saint Wood in his cave, and suddenly a jade talisman on his body shook.

"This is……?"

Tang Hao was slightly stunned.

This talisman belongs to Mr. Li.

"She's out of seclusion!"

Tang Hao then chuckled.

Mr. Li went into seclusion early, much earlier than him, and now he finally came out of seclusion.

"The young master of the magic curse has not been in seclusion for so long. It seems that she is not just about rushing to the seventh tribulation." Tang Hao murmured.

He finished pouring the remaining fairy water, then left the cave, informed Yun Qingzi, went out of the door, and headed towards Panhuang City.

Outside Panhuang City, Tang Hao met Mr. Li.

After not seeing her for a few years, her appearance has not changed. She is still so charming and beautiful, but her temperament has changed greatly.

Not only was she promoted to seven tribulations, she also had more than twenty drops of immortal blood, but the aura of the Vermillion Bird on her body became stronger and stronger.

On the middle of her eyebrows, a red mark appeared and was a Suzaku with spreading wings.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist for coming out of seclusion and improving his cultivation!"

Tang Hao smiled at her and bowed.

Young Master Li laughed, and the pair of wonderful eyes came and glared at Tang Hao.

"I am also called great improvement in my cultivation? It's far worse than you, Fellow Daoist Tang!" She said in a long tone and teasing manner.

When Tang Hao heard this, he immediately laughed.

"I'm different. It's the fortune given to me by the prehistoric clan itself!" he said.

After looking Tang Hao up and down, Mr. Li shook his head and sighed, "I really didn't expect that I had just closed my door. Why was you left behind by fellow Taoist Tang far behind? Five hundred immortal blood, how do you ask me to chase me?"

As he said, his tone showed a little helplessness.

Even though she is the descendant of Zhuquetian, it is impossible to catch up with the gap between these five hundred drops of immortal blood.

Tang Hao laughed again.

"Okay, I won't joke with you!" Mr. Li smiled, "You come with me, I'll take you to a place!"

“Where?”

Tang Hao was stunned.

"Of course it's a good place! If you have good luck, maybe I can narrow the gap with you."

Mr. Li said, and then sacrificed the treasure boat.

"good!"

Tang Hao responded and sat on it.
Chapter completed!