"Father, I want to save my sister with you!"

Hearing his father's words, Wen Shan's face was resolute and did not flinch.

The so-called brother who fights the tiger, goes into battle as a father and son soldier, and now he is saving his sister, how can he let his father fight alone?

Although he only has the cultivation of the late stage of the Holy King, he is not killed by anyone who wants to.

The most important thing is that he is really not afraid of blood!

Thoughts, and some faint likes!

"Wukong, take the mountain away!"

It's a pity that Wen Hao's request was not agreed.

No matter what, he won't let his son miss again

Fang Cai Wenhao tried to give his daughter a divine thought, but unfortunately, he never received a reply......

This can only mean that his daughter has fallen into a coma again.

This undoubtedly aroused Wen Hao's anger, and it was difficult to calm his anger at all if he didn't kill him.

What kind of place is this, Yanhuang Megacity!

As long as he makes a move, the Supreme Dao Lord and his minions will definitely appear, and when the time comes, the Quasi-Dao Lord may not be qualified to participate in the war.

"Yes, big brother!"

Wukong, Liu'er and other brothers who followed closely nodded in unison.

They know their eldest brother's methods, even if the Supreme Dao Lord is here, they may not be able to be opponents.

If you continue to stay here, not only will you not be able to help at all, but it will become a drag.

"Daughter, if you hold on a little longer, you'll be fine soon!"

Here, it wasn't until he watched Wukong and the others take Wen Shan away that Wen Hao turned around,

directly burst out of his momentum, and at the same time summoned a small world phantom!

As everyone knows, when Wen Hao confirmed the identity of the Holy Lord of Qinglian to save people,

Primordial land, the eyebrow faction, the lord of the mountain, Wen Yan is talking about the avenue with other teachers and nephews,

When he said that he was rising, his brow suddenly furrowed, and his heart tightened.

"What's wrong?

A man whose whole body was surrounded by chaotic qi saw that Wen Yan's expression was sick and hurriedly asked.

In terms of seniority, Wen Yan is his little uncle, but in terms of practicality, he is actually more like a leading master.

After the Raised Eyebrows Daoist brought Wen Yan back, he was called over by other bigwigs on the Primordial Continent, saying that he was going to attend some top-level gathering to discuss how to deal with the Chaos Three Thousand Demon Gods.

The matter of teaching Wen Yan was arranged to this man.

In fact, his real name is Zeyang, and he is the chief disciple of the three generations of the Yangmei Sect, and his status is very respectful.

It is also the most valued disciple of the Raising Eyebrows Taoist people!

"It's nothing, it's just that at this moment I suddenly miss my family!"

Facing this man, Wen Yan did not hide it.

Although he didn't know what his family was like, the thought of missing his relatives just flashed through his mind.

It's a very bad feeling!

"Hey, little uncle, my nephew has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not!"

Looking at Wen Yan's resolute face, Zeyang sighed slightly.

After getting along for a period of time, the two have already become old friends, and Wen Yan also told Zeyang about his identity and those experiences.

"What can't you say?"

Wen Yan smiled bitterly, in fact, he had already guessed what Zeyang would say.

"Uncle Junior, you are a person with great chances, so you were brought out of the Tomb of the Gods by the Ancestor, but the monks living in the Tomb of the Gods want to come out of it, it is simply ......"

Zeyang didn't continue. He knew that Yan was an understanding person, and he only needed one point.

Whether it's a dog gang or a family member, it may only become a longing in the future, and it is almost impossible to say goodbye.

"Can't see my family anymore, one day I will enter the tomb of the gods with my own ability and bring my family out!"

Wen Yan smiled bitterly,

He knew that what Zeyang said might be true.

But there is no discouragement, on the contrary, in addition to firmness in the eyes, it is still firm.

"Uncle Junior, I believe in you!"

When someone else says something like this, Zeyang will definitely laugh at it,

But in the face of Wen Yan, a genius among geniuses, there was only encouragement in his eyes.

What is the Tomb of the Gods?

As the name suggests, a place where the gods are buried.

There is an incomparably vast world in every corpse there!

Although the gods are dead, the momentum on their corpses can still suppress the top monks, and the great world in the sea of knowledge also exists!

At this time, as far as the eye can see, there are no more than a hundred monks in the entire primordial land who can enter and leave the tomb of the gods completely!

Don't underestimate these hundred monks, they are all the top existences, and the Raising Eyebrows Daoist can only be regarded as one of them.

"I hope my family is okay!"

looked at Zeyang and nodded heavily, Wen Yan slowly closed his eyes,

At this time, his cultivation had already passed the peak of the Holy King and had become a true quasi-path master.

Not to mention how Wenyan is in the primeval land,

Speaking of the Central Immortal Land, Yanhuang Giant City, with the explosion of Wen Hao's momentum, the onlookers retreated one after another.

They didn't know why the monk was so angry.

But their instincts told them that there would be no good fruit to eat if they stayed here.

The aura on this monk's body was so weird, especially the phantom on his head, it almost overwhelmed them.

With such coercion, even ordinary Dao masters can't do it.

"Monk He Fang, he is actually presumptuous in front of the Supreme Dao Lord's mansion!"

Seeing that the situation had changed, the guards of Supreme Hongmeng Mountain instantly became nervous, and in an instant, thousands of guards surrounded them.

Subconsciously thought that the Dao Master on the side of the Holy Camp wanted to make trouble!

"Noise!"

Wen Hao's eyes became more and more cold, and with a wave of one hand forward, the phantom behind him instantly became extremely huge.

The clear Hongmeng Mountain, the Bronze Ancient Palace, and the Ten Thousand Thunder Pool appeared in front of everyone again.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a familiar scene played out again,

The guards of the Most Holy Hongmeng Mountain, whether you are in the early stage of the saint or the peak of the saint king, without exception, were all sucked into the phantom.

They don't even have the slightest room for resistance......

Also, the five quasi-Dao masters have already been sucked clean by the Hongmeng Mountains and Rivers Ancient Palace, and Wen Hao's combat power is much stronger.

It's really nothing to take this point as a guard.

Even, after these guards were sucked into the phantom, except for the two Saint King Peaks who also made Hongmeng Mountain and others a little interested, the others were all submerged into the Ten Thousand Thunder Pool!

"What's going on?"

Such a strange battle made the monks dumbfounded again.

But at this time, someone actually recognized Wen Hao,

"Wait, isn't he the seeded player in the big competition?"

At the time of Dabi, Wen Hao made a move to treat the enemy, which made many monks have an impression.

"Oh my God, this is his true combat power, and this is too ...... Other so-called geniuses are still sassing!"

"By the way, isn't he participating in the big competition? Why did he choose to shoot here?

The monk became more and more confused.