C987 The Fear of the Twelve Commanders of Mystic Heaven
C987 The Fear of the Twelve Commanders of Mystic Heaven
The arrows also disappeared without a trace.
Xu Haotian couldn't help but stretch his back. The Demon God of Annihilation behind him did the same thing. After awakening his host soul, the Demon God of Annihilation wouldn't go crazy for no reason, because he was Wang Xiaofeng, and Wang Xiaofeng was him.
Although his cultivation didn't increase dramatically, his cultivation speed in the future would increase tremendously. An increase of at least ten times.
At the same time, he had tens of thousands of years of memories, equivalent to tens of thousands of years of combat experience.
"Haha, my mission is over. In other words, I will also be gone!"
The voice of the remnant spirit from his previous life sounded, causing Xu Haotian's eyes to narrow. He softly said, "I will see the peak of the future in your place."
"Will you use Wang Xiaofeng's name in the future?"
"No, my name is Xu Haotian in this life, Wang Xiaofeng is already in the past."
Xu Haotian answered the question without hesitation.
When he reincarnated, he could be considered to have revived. Since he was the host soul, he naturally wouldn't be affected by the remnant soul's influence.
In a sense, he had only lived for tens of thousands of years. In this life, he was still Xu Haotian.
In his previous life, he could already be considered two people, but his soul was the same.
Wang Xiaofeng, Xu Haotian, I am you! You are me! Let me witness your success as the number one emperor in this world in this last bit of time! "
The remnant soul from his previous life smiled as he spoke. The arrogance in his tone returned.
Xu Haotian shook his head and smiled. He was the host soul, so he didn't need to be grateful to the remnant soul. Because they were one. How could a person be grateful to himself!
So it turned out that he had personally created this relationship between a master and his disciple.
Rumble …
Although the fiendgod illusion was gone, the divine arrow's tribulation continued.
Xu Haotian was annoyed. With a wave of his hand, a hundred meter thick golden pillar of fire shot into the sky, carrying with it a peerless tyrannical aura.
The power of the host soul awakening Xu Haotian increased exponentially, and his strength also increased by several fold.
The heavenly lightning was directly pierced through and dispersed.
In the distance, the Great Commander wielded a Black Heavenly Treasure Blade as he chopped down on He Tu Luo Shu, wanting to kill Di Jun. But at this moment, his expression changed as if he sensed something, and he turned his head to look. His gaze fell on Xu Haotian.
The other eleven commanders felt their blood run cold.
They all looked towards Xu Haotian who was undergoing his tribulation.
"This is …" What was going on? "That's impossible!"
The expression on the commander's face drastically changed. A storm was brewing in his heart, and his face was filled with disbelief.
The other eleven commanders' bodies were trembling uncontrollably. In their terror, their expressions were like sieve chaff.
"This aura …" Wang Xiaofeng... "Impossible?"
The commander said with a trembling voice.
They had all participated in the war against the Holy See 70,000 years ago. At that time, they were not as powerful as they were now. In front of Wang Xiaofeng, they were like ants.
Xu Haotian, who was undergoing his tribulation, felt their gazes. He turned his head and smiled: "The insect from back then is actually still alive!"
Because he had the memories of his past life, Xu Haotian did not put the Twelve Commanders of the Celestial Sect of Wonders in his eyes.
An ant was still an ant. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change its nature.
Seeing that the heavenly tribulation was gathering, Xu Haotian raised his head and attacked again. He wanted to destroy this calamity.
This scene caused the eyes of Yang Jian, Nezha, Bai Qi and the other experts to suddenly widen.