"What are you doing?"

Feng Hao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and tried to control the long skirt that fell to the floor to cover Prometheus' body.

Prometheus ignored Feng Hao’s words and also used his spiritual thoughts to push down the long skirt.

Feng Hao admitted that Prometheus was indeed perfect, but he was not a stallion, and his divine mind once again controlled the clothes to rise.

Prometheus is determined to take it off...

Wow!

When the stalemate continued, the clothes were directly broken into strips of cloth.

Now Feng Hao was embarrassed.

"Haha, you two are so elegant... If I stop talking, why don't you fly into the sky?"

A sudden voice in the room shook the wind Hao and Prometheus were both shocked.

It seems that when they came in, they really didn’t deliberately check to see if there was anyone in the room.

But... Feng Hao then knew who it was.

Little ball!

Fortunately, Prometheus now has an extra piece of clothing on his body.

Avoid embarrassment.

Little Qiuqiu jumped off the wardrobe in the room and lay directly on Feng Hao's shoulder, looking at Prometheus with his dark eyes.

Similarly, Prometheus also loved to look at him.

“You are not a human being?” Little Ball Ball spat out human words.

Prometheus nodded and said: "I am the King of Shura in the God Realm."

"The King of Shura?"

Xiao Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that it would be particularly strange for a woman to call herself a king or emperor.

But the Prometheus in front of me, not to mention, really has that kind of "I am the king" temperament.

Prometheus looked at the little ball with a smile, blinked and said: "Come, let me give you a hug."

The little ball is too long. It's such a cute thing, the kind that's particularly easy to like.

Feng Hao smiled and said: "There's no way he'll let you hold him. This guy just likes to rely on me..."

However, Feng Hao was only halfway through what he said. The little ball jumped directly to Prometheus.

The atmosphere was very awkward for a time.

"Haha..."

Prometheus laughed, held the little ball in his arms, and touched itTouching the smooth fur, he chuckled and said, "Why don't I think he always depends on you?"

Feng Hao glared at Little Ball, what a shameless guy.

However, he was relieved about it.

At least, the monster Prometheus will no longer pester him. The scene just now was really terrible.

He still has lingering fears.

"After you left, I felt a strange fluctuation..."

" Xiao Qiuqu suddenly said.

His expression was slightly worried, and it was obvious that things might not be simple.

Feng Hao asked doubtfully: "What kind of fluctuation?"

"It seems that there is a powerful being who, after breaking through in cultivation... can leave this world. Is it possible? Talk about ascension?"

Little Qiuqiu was also very confused. The breath suddenly became very powerful, and then disappeared.

It’s very much like the feeling of ascending.

“Where?” Feng Hao asked.

Little Qiuqiu shook his head and said: "This is a wave. I can't determine the source. I'm just telling you that there is such a thing."

"Actually, it's not necessary. Don’t worry about so much, this Guiyuan Sword Sect is very good, I’m going to bed first...”

Little Ball’s head was arched back and forth on Prometheus’ chest, very No sense of moral integrity...

Feng Hao’s mouth twitched slightly, and he had the urge to grab the little ball and beat it up.

After all, he is also a dignified beast god...

Can you have some moral integrity?

Seeing that Xiao Qiuqiu couldn’t explain why, Feng Hao didn’t think deeply about the soaring fluctuation.

The strong ones in the Ascension Stage are in the realm of cultivation, that is, the strong ones in the Mahayana Stage. They are not even as good as fairies like Bai Ling.

There is absolutely no need to dig into the root cause.

"I'm going to the Sword Sect Sword Pond. You and Xiao Qiuqiu will stay at the main peak..."

Feng Hao looked at Prometheus. There is already a prototype of the Seed World. As long as the power of the Seed World is used, it will be almost the same as the strength at its peak.

Of course, in this ancient world, his cultivation level is not that strong yet.

With the examples of World Tree and Shikun, Feng Hao still cares about his own strength. After all, if the Heart of the World is revived and strong men hiding in the dark emerge one after another, if the strength is not enough, he will It’s a bit embarrassing...

"Can I follow?"

Prometheus seemed determined to be Lin Yu's follower, his eyes flashing.

Ah...

Feng Hao couldn't help but collapse. Now he suddenly regretted pulling her into his camp.

　He is simply a follower.

“You can’t go!”

Feng Hao said firmly, now he doesn’t even dare to stay alone with Prometheus,

"Oh!"

Prometheus turned around and sat directly on the bed in the room, looking sulky.

Feng Hao chose to turn a blind eye to this and left directly.

"This guy is just like a piece of wood..."

Prometheus jumped out of bed with hatred, stamped his feet, and woke up the little ball.

"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"

The little ball's eyes were looking around.

The sulky Prometheus threw the ball on the bed and chased after it.

“Feng Hao’s love luck...is really...invincible!”

Little Qiuqiu shook his head and sighed.

He is also the beast god who shocks the world. Why doesn’t he have such an affair? It’s really a melancholy life.

…

Feng Hao relied on his connection with the Xuanyuan Sword to land directly on the mountainside of a mountain that looked like a sword.

On the mountainside, there is a huge stone gate, but it exudes a sharp sword intent.

But after Feng Hao walked over, the sword intent immediately became cheering, without any edge at all.

Boom!

The stone gate of Jianshan opened automatically.

If Gusu Baiyu were here, he would definitely be shocked by this, because the sword pool portal in Jianshan can only be opened by every Sword Sect master in the past, holding the Sect Master's token.

Not long after Feng Hao entered the Sword Pond, Prometheus followed him, and then... the stone gate of the Sword Pond opened unscrupulously.

Feng Hao noticed the movement, turned around and looked at the entrance, and was immediately... convinced!

"Didn't I let you stay in the room? Believe it or not, I will let you return to the starry sky, or throw you away into my world."

Feng Hao I'm really depressed, anything that involves cultivation and some secretsSomething that he actually doesn’t want others to follow.

But Prometheus came uninvited. Logically, he should be angry, but Feng Hao found that he couldn't get angry at all.

This is completely different from his style.

"You are already my world..."

Prometheus looked at Feng Hao seriously.

Poof!

When Feng Hao heard this, he almost fell down and fell from the deep pit in the middle of the mountain.

Below the deep pit is the sword pool...

Feng Hao looked down, and the white light intertwined into an eggshell-shaped light curtain, wrapping Wanjian inside. , and at the same time, waves of sword intent rise and fall rhythmically, just like breathing.

In the center of the sword pool, there is a simple ancient bronze sword stuck in it. It looks ordinary, but it is surrounded by thousands of swords.

　More like the King of Swords.