Awaken the Chaos Divine Body at the beginning, I have a million points of strength

Patriarch Hutian waved his hand:
"This time, many geniuses from the three thousand realms gathered in the secret realm of the Holy Tomb. It is said that several gods will also take this opportunity to enter the world. The competition is unprecedentedly fierce. Haotian, you should put self-protection first, don't force it!"

The other three ancestors also nodded repeatedly:

"That's right, you are alive, and that is the hope of the Yang family!"

Only a grown chaotic body can bring the future of the Yang Family.

A dead body is nothing.

"Haotian, we have decided to grant you permission to enter the Heavenly Dao Treasure House one more time and choose a treasure of your choice!"

The ancestor handed over a Heavenly Dao Token to Yang Haotian.

The ancestors can be biased toward Yangzhuxian.

Then they can naturally give the young master a little trouble!

Scarlet Phoenix Ancestral Land.

In the palace of surging energy, there are inlaid gods the size of human heads.

Waves of berserk energy rushed out from the source of the gods and rushed towards Chi Tianji in the center of the hall.

"Buzz!"

Around Chi Tianji, there are golden villains hovering one after another, with their heads held high and their chests held high, flamboyant like an overlord.

Massive amounts of energy were swallowed and absorbed by these little golden figures, emitting layers of brilliance.

With a "bang", the palace door suddenly opened.

The little golden man suddenly raised his head, his eyes bursting with blazing light.

"Boom boom boom!"

The figure at the gate of the hall slapped away all the attacks with a single slap.

"Hahaha, you used this trick to deal with the Chaos Body? No wonder you were almost beaten to death."

Chi Tianji's eyes turned cold:
"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here."

Chi Tianshe widened his eyes, "Is this your attitude towards elder brother?
Chi Tianshe is wearing a golden robe, with blond hair flying all over his head, his eyes are shining brightly, his domineering aura is leaking, and his fighting spirit is surging:
"It's time for you and me to go! When I see the Chaos Body, I will personally defeat him and avenge my brother!"

Taiyin God Lake.

In the ancestral graveyard, the cold moonlight shines.

Sang Ruye, the Goddess of the Taiyin, stood in front of a tombstone, bowed and bowed:
"Your Highness, it's time to go."

With a sound of "rumbling", the tombstone fell, and a tall figure walked out of the dark passage.

He has black hair shawl, pale face, deep sunken eyes, deep and hot eyes, like a hungry beast:

"It's finally started! Has there been any response from Kendo Palace?"

Sang Ruye nodded:

"Lin Qianjue agreed to cooperate with us..."

She looked slightly hesitant, "Your Highness, with your strength, are you still not sure about killing Yang Haotian?"

Ever since I saw the power of the Yang Haotian World Sacred Tree.

Sang Ruye, who is a monster, often has nightmares.

She wished that Yang Haotian, who specialized in restraining the monster race, would die sooner.

The son of Taiyin died.

In the younger generation of Taiyin Shenhu, no one is a match for Yang Haotian.

Exactly at this time.

The Nether Son, who had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, broke the seal.

His strength made Sang Ruye feel ashamed and inferior.

It's just that he didn't expect that even the Son of Nether was not sure enough to kill Yang Haotian.

This made De Sang Ruye feel bad.

The Nether Son saw her thoughts and smiled coldly:
"As far as I know, this Yang Haotian is determined at every step, with a lot of cards, and even an existence like Yang Zhuxian has suffered in his hands repeatedly. To deal with such a person, he must be killed with one blow, and he will never be given any chance!
"Cooperating with the Sword Dao Palace is just one of my backhands. It would be the best if I can kill the Chaos body directly. Even if I can't kill him, he has nowhere to escape in the secret realm of the Holy Tomb!"

The secret realm of the Holy Tomb is a world of its own, and unless the secret realm is completely closed, the entrants will not be able to get out of the secret realm.

A gloomy and cold light flashed in the eyes of the Nether Son:
"I have found a way to specifically restrain the chaotic body! As long as Yang Haotian enters the secret realm, he will never come out alive!"

Jingyuan Ancient Temple.

Among the towering ancient forests that stretch as far as the eye can see.

Two figures sat side by side on a thick branch.

One of them was pale and breathless.

It was Nine Leaf Demon Lord who was almost killed by Yang Haotian.

The Seven Leaf Demon Monarch was beside him, with an anxious expression on his face:
"Why don't you come? Isn't he not coming?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him out of thin air:
"Old Seven, you don't have much confidence in me, do you?"

The young man has a handsome face, an elegant temperament, flying hair, and a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly squinted, giving off an evil feeling.

Seven Leaf Devil Lord smiled:
"I thought you weren't coming! Are you all ready?"

The handsome young man nodded:
"Don't worry, Yang Haotian is just a Yang Haotian. If he dares to go to the Holy Tomb, my tenth leaf will directly defeat him in front of all the Tianjiao!"

Nine Leaf Demon Lord's eyes lit up, and he handed over a jade slip:

"It contains the whole process of my fight with Yang Haotian, I hope it can help you."

Tenth Ye laughed loudly, but did not answer the jade slip:

"Don't worry, Ninth Brother, if Yang Haotian dares to attack me at Jingyuan Ancient Temple, I will never spare him! Just wait for the news of his defeat."

"I'm going too~"

In the ancient forest, the lingering sound lingered, and the figure of the tenth leaf had disappeared.

In a village full of smoke.

Every household lit a fire to cook, and the aroma of the food wafted everywhere.

In the thatched hut, a young man wearing animal skins ran out.

An old man chased after him:

"Stinky boy! It's time to eat, where are you going?"

The animal-skin boy rushed out of the village without looking back, "I don't like eating vegetables without meat. I'll go hunt some prey and come back!"

The animal skin boy rushed into the woods at the head of the village, turned left and right, and came to an open area.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and suddenly there were visions behind him. Each vision was shining, overlapping and intertwining, emitting astonishing energy fluctuations.

"Boom!"

The animal-skin boy stomped his feet, and his whole body soared into the sky.

In the sky above his head, runes suddenly flashed, condensing into the shape of a wellhead.

The skin boy shot directly into the well and disappeared.

Village entrance.

The two old men looked at the place where he disappeared and shook their heads slightly:
"After all, I have grown up. A small Taoyuan Village can't hold this kid anymore."

"Hehe, it's good to go outside for a walk. The Eucharist hasn't appeared in the world for many years. I'm afraid the world has forgotten the beauty of the Eucharist..."

Two days later.

On the way to the northern border of Zhongzhou Road.

"Yang Haotian, why did you choose me to walk with you?"

Yang Haotian smiled slightly, "Because you deserve it, is this answer satisfactory?"

He picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and Nalan Aoxue next to him poured it up immediately.

"Where did you get the quota?"

This is what Yang Qingcang is most curious about.

I thought that the secret realm of the Holy Sepulchre had nothing to do with him at all.

He was even ready to practice in seclusion.

Unexpectedly, when things turned around, Yang Haotian invited him to go with him.

This surprised Yang Qingcang and Ritian Palace:
Didn't the ancestors hand over the Holy Tomb to Yang Zhuxian?

Where did Yang Haotian get the quota?
Until Yang Haotian told him the truth.

Yang Qingcang looked at Yang Haotian with emotion in his eyes, "At the beginning you spared Sheng Youyan's life, I was quite disdainful, I thought you were a woman's kindness, unexpectedly, you can get such benefits back..."

If Yang Haotian killed Sheng Youyan directly.

Then I am afraid that the Ancient Cyanwood Country will not send a special quota for the Holy Tomb.

Yang Haotian's mercy bought him a rare opportunity.

"Rumble..."

The sky in the distance suddenly changed color.

An astonishing murderous intent, mixed with the breath of endless disaster, suddenly swept over.

"There are enemies!"

Yang Qingcang rushed out of the sun chariot first.