Chapter 648: The Great Sage Zhan Tian

"Chi!"

A cold light passed by, a ferocious head flew up, and black and extremely smelly blood sprayed out When it came out, the waving long pincers stopped, and the dozens of meters long body fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.

"Hoo!..."

Looking at the black scorpion that was no longer moving, Feng Haocai took a long breath and swept his purple pupils over the black scorpion. After confirming that there were no traces of life on the already extremely broken body, he lowered his figure and came to the side of the ferocious head. He held the God-killing Sword and slashed the hard head into two halves. The dark magic crystal rolled out, and with one hand, Feng Hao took it in his hand.

Feeling the hot magic crystal in his hand, Feng Hao’s mouth curved slightly.

The credit for being able to kill the Black Scorpion this time was all due to the God-Killing Sword. If it weren't for its peerless sharpness, Feng Hao would never have been able to break through the Black Scorpion's defense.

"Angry!..."

As if sensing Feng Hao's psychology, the God-killing sword trembled slightly and made a crisp sound, as if asking for credit from Feng Hao. .

"I know you can do it, is that okay?"

Feng Hao helplessly praised, and then the God-killing Sword fell silent.

　"Buzz!..."

At this moment, a buzz resounded throughout the world, and the surrounding space became distorted, and a vast The momentum slowly spread, making Feng Hao's face, which was already relaxed, turn serious again.

"Chi!"

With a sound breaking through the air, the twisted space naturally opened, and an old figure walked out of the darkness.

The old man is dressed in a loose cloth, with white hair and beard, and high sword eyebrows, standing like two peerless holy weapons, exuding endless pressure, and a pair of eyes, shining like two stars. The star is deep and boundless, gnawing at the heart, with a cold face and unparalleled momentum. It is like a god coming from ancient times. Wherever it goes, the earth sinks, collapses thousands of feet, and there is no bottom. The sky is turbulent, with constant vibrations, and it is majestic. All over the world, people can't help but feel like kneeling down after just one glance.

"Coco!"

Feng Hao was trembling all over, his shoulders felt like a hundred thousand mountains were pressing on him, his bones were cracking, and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart. , there was panic in his eyes.

"Could it be...the Great Sage Zhan Tian?!"

Looking at the old man walking slowly, Feng Hao's heart trembled.

　This old man is the person who is said to be the most powerful person in the ancient times. He is also the only person in the world recorded in the history books who can survive even one move from the Great Emperor!

The Great Sage Zhan Tian did not speak, but looked at Feng Hao with cold eyes. He slowly raised his arm and stretched out a finger. Suddenly, boundless fighting spirit swept across like a stormy sea. , the sky was startlingly dark, and the surrounding scorching desert was like a glacier, biting and cold.

"Death!"

A voice that was indifferent to everything and without any emotion came out of the mouth of the Great Sage Zhan Tian. With just one finger, a vast and monstrous fighting spirit burst out. Pieces of the earth shattered and collapsed, and boundless fighting intent was directed at Feng Hao.

"This is not an illusion!"

Feeling the bones that were almost deformed under the pressure of fighting spirit, Feng Hao was shocked, the power of that finger was approaching.

"Qilin Arm!"

With a thought, the Qilin Arm appeared instantly. He was holding the imperial weapon, and his eyes were filled with blazing intent, like two wisps of raging flames. As soon as the pole was straightened, boundless fighting spirit burst out, "Fight!"

To retreat, the only option was death. Under the hands of this great sage who was almost a god, he had no chance of survival. So, the only way to fight was to fight. !

Even if it means death, we must fight!

"Thunder Slash!"

Feng Hao mobilized all the energy he could, condensed all the fighting spirit in his heart, and exerted his strongest power. Strike, facing that shocking finger.

Even if it means death, he is willing to do so!

　"Boom!..."

The boundless power, colliding together, is like ants shaking a tree. The fighting spirit of the Great Sage Zhantian is unparalleled in the world. It directly crushed Feng Hao's blow, and the aftermath continued, directly swallowing Feng Hao...

　"Are you going to die?"

The fighting spirit swept through Feng Hao. Hao could feel that his body was cracking and his bones were shattered. Then, his eyes became clear...

　"Haha!"

　A rather soft laugh Feng Hao rang in his ears, and he was slightly startled, and then he opened his eyes. What he saw in front of him made him speechless.

Between the mountains and flowing water, the mist is lingering, and various ancient trees and exotic flowers are dotted everywhere. An antique pavilion is located next to the waterfall that looks like the Milky Way falling in the sky. Inside, there is a man with white hair and beard. The old man sat there, leisurely sipping the tea in his hand, with a look of satisfaction between his brows.

This man is clearly the old man who appeared in the desert just now and is suspected to be the Great Sage Zhan Tian!

“Come here.”

The old man glanced at Feng Hao and waved to him.

"Okay!"

Feng Hao was delighted, walked over quickly, stood in front of the old man, and bowed his hands respectfully, "Goodbye, kid Feng Hao. Senior Zhan Tian!"

"Feng Hao..."

Great Sage Zhan Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Feng Hao up and down, his eyes sparkling, Like a pair of eyes that can detect everything, "Not bad boy, your potential is the highest I have ever seen."

He nodded with slight satisfaction.

“I’m ashamed, kid, but I have to thank my senior for keeping his hand!”

Feng Hao had a bitter smile on his face and his words were bitter.

If the Great Sage Zhan Tian had not spared his hand, that one finger would have destroyed all his spirit and soul and ceased to exist.

“You still call me senior?”

The Great Sage Zhan Tian raised his eyebrows.

　“Huh?”

Feng Hao was slightly startled, and then he felt ecstasy in his heart, “Master!”

“Yeah.”< br />
The Great Sage Zhantian nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the stone chair in front of him, "Sit down and talk."

"Yes!"
< br /> Feng Hao had a happy face, he couldn't help but shake his body a little, and sat down.

"Haha, good! Strength, defense, and fighting spirit are all top-notch. Such potential is no less than what I was back then!"

Zhan Tian The great sage's eyes sparkled, and the more he looked at the young man in front of him, the more satisfied he felt.

“Boy, do you know how many years I have been waiting for you, the person of inheritance?”

“I don’t know.”

Feng Hao shook his head. He had only heard Yan Qing mention that this Zhantian Great Sage was from the ancient times. It was impossible to verify the exact age.

“I have been trying to choose someone who can inherit my Zhan Tian Jue for 16.72 million years!”

The Great Sage Zhan Tian expressed emotion on his face. , said slowly.

Ever since he was alive, he had planned to choose a successor to pass on his Zhan Tian Jue, but he has never met the right person...

So, he hardened his heart and forged everything in the Zhantian Ancient Tomb, just to choose someone who could fit his mantle!