The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

"Holy Son, let it go! Patriarch is ordered to bring you back to the Holy Land."

The old man's face was calm, he didn't intend to give in before Bai Yu stopped the car.

It seems that the old man is not afraid of his identity as the Holy Son of Cangxiong.

"What if I don't go back?"

Hao Ren asked.

"Of course the old man will take the Holy Son back, and I hope the Holy Son will not force the old man to take action."

"Hehe, what the elder said is true, but what? I don't want to go back yet, the monster clan hasn't been killed yet?"

In a flash, the old man appeared directly in front of Hao Ren, imprisoning Hao Ren's body without any explanation.

Then, the old man's voice sounded.

"Holy Son, offended."

Immediately, the old man looked at the black and white elders indifferently, "The holy son is stubborn, but you as slaves ignore it, damn it."

The black and white elders suddenly showed despair, and they knelt down on the ground one after another, waiting for the old man to lower his responsibility.

Facing the monks in the realm of crossing the catastrophe, they didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Wait, my people, it seems that it is not the elders' turn to punish them!"

Hao Ren's faint voice came.

The old man's eyes flickered coldly when he heard the words, but he obediently stopped the killing power in his hands.

"The Holy Son said so."

Then he said solemnly to the black and white elders: "You guys still don't change your voyage, go back to Cangxiong Holy Land."

However, the black and white elders did not move, still kneeling on the ground.

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the old man, "Do you want to die?"

"That." Hao Ren patted the old man's shoulder. "They are my servants. Of course, it's up to me, the master, to return to Cangxiong Holy Land."

The old man froze, and immediately came a foot away, and looked back at Hao Ren in amazement.

"You are not imprisoned by my supernatural power."

Hao Ren shrugged, "It looks like it's gone."

The old man raised his hand, another restraint hit Hao Ren.

Hao Ren was helpless, "Elder, this is meaningless."

The old man came to Hao Ren again and reached out to grab Hao Ren's shoulder, wanting to find out Hao Ren's secret.

Hao Ren stretched out a palm and grabbed the old man's wrist with his backhand.

The old man was shocked, but he was horrified to find that his strength was completely useless. Hao Ren's palms were like two mountains, weighing as much as ten thousand junctures.

Thick horror flashed in his eyes, and he tried to pull out his wrist again.

But this time the old man succeeded, or Hao Ren let go.

Hao Ren was also helpless, there was nothing he could do if he didn't let go, the old man was too strong.

The old man is already a strong man in the realm of transcending tribulations. Although he has not specially cultivated his physical body, the physical strength of the old man is not comparable to that of a young monk like him.

It has to be admitted that compared to physical strength, Hao Ren is no match for the old man.

Pulling out his palm, the old man instantly moved ten feet away from Hao Ren, and looked at Hao Ren in amazement.

"who are you?"

"I am the Son of Cangxiong! The elder doesn't know me anymore."

The old man looked at Hao Ren carefully. After a while, the old man had to admit that Hao Ren was the Son of Heaven, and he didn't see any trace of someone else's disguise.

The old man calmed down, attributed Hao Ren's miraculousness to Venerable Mutian, his tone became respectful, and said, "Holy Son, let me go back with the old man! This is the meaning of the ancestor."

"No return."

"Son, don't you even listen to the order of the ancestor?" The old man's tone had already brought a trace of reprimand.

"Do not listen."

elder……

"You beast, die."

The old man kicked his eyes, looked at the great elder who had once again increased in strength, and burst out after hunting.

The old man came here not only to bring Hao Ren back to the Holy Land of Cangxiong, but also to kill the "weird" raised by the Holy Son.

Strange things belong to the existence of anti-life, and no individual or force can raise them, even Cangxiong Holy Land dare not label them as raising weirdness.

Sensing the great terror in the old man, blood flashed in the eyes of the First Elder, and he hid behind Hao Ren.

"Holy Son, get out of the way quickly, and let the old man kill this weirdness." The old man sternly said.

"Elder, I'm afraid this won't work."

Hao Ren didn't budge, and looked at the old man with a smile.

"Holy Son, don't be fooled by this ominous thing. Weirdness is the enemy of the living. How can you raise Weirdness?"

"I'm not bewitched! Also, I didn't raise him, he's my subordinate." Hao Ren corrected the old man's mistakes.

elder!!!!
"Holy Son, you have been bewitched by the weirdness, this old man offended you."

"Boom."

Hao Ren stretched out his hand to grab the old man's attacking palm, and tried to capture the old man with his backhand.

However, the old man, who had been prepared for a long time, broke free and restrained Hao Ren with his backhand.

Wei Wei wanted to step forward to help, but he couldn't even break the old man's protective energy, and was blown away by the old man instead.

The old man took out a golden rope, intending to bind Hao Ren's hands.

Suddenly, the old man felt that he could not move, and space and time seemed to be at a standstill at this moment.

Hao Ren pulled his wrist from the old man's hand and rubbed his red skin.

Then he slowly took out a coin from his pocket, threw it into the air and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Elder, do you think the coin in my hand is heads or tails?"

Hao Ren asked unhurriedly.

A look of deep horror appeared in the old man's eyes, and he opened his mouth to spit out an answer he recognized.

"front."

Hearing this, Hao Ren flipped his fist over, and then spread out his palm, and a coin with its tails up appeared in his palm.

"Sorry elder, you lost."

A gorgeous flying sword suddenly appeared in Hao Ren's hand.

"Elder, I will accept the gambling money."

The horror in the old man's eyes became more intense. How did his flying sword appear in the hands of the Son of God.

He has kept this flying sword in his dantian to nourish it all the time!
Suddenly, the old man felt that he could move, and his body returned to his control.

The magnificent flying sword in Hao Ren's hand suddenly broke free from Hao Ren's palm and returned to the old man's hand.

However, the old man didn't dare to beep any more, turned around, set up the light and fled into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it has disappeared into the sky.

Seeing the old man like this, Hao Ren slapped himself on the wrist angrily, why didn't he grab the flying sword and let it run away?

What a waste, betting against a boss who has crossed the tribulation realm, but it consumed his [-] villain points?

"Okay, people have already left, shall we go to the next location?"

Hao Ren said to the black and white elders.

The black and white elders who were kneeling on the ground immediately got up and began to control Bai Yu to drive the car to the next hunting location.

Hao Ren turned to look at the Great Elder beside him.

"Great Elder, you seem to have some weird desires that you can't control!"

In the eyes of the Great Elder, the blood flickered, and his face became painful.