There is another way, to go our separate ways and stay safe, so that we can avoid being involved in the war that is sweeping the world today, and we can protect ourselves.
Liu Hao said calmly: "If you think about it carefully, your destiny is in your own hands."
The two of them pondered for a while and quickly made their choice.
"Senior Tiandi, I want to join the army of Han Tianque!"
In Dong Tianbao's eyes, there was a light called ambition flashing.
"Senior Heavenly Emperor, I am willing to practice with senior."
Zhang Junbao chose another path.
The two of them made their choice almost in unison.
Dong Tianbao kept winking at Zhang Junbao, trying to make him change his mind.
Zhang Junbao shook his head firmly.
All of this fell into Liu Hao's eyes.
Liu Hao smiled slightly.
The choice the two made was actually something he expected.
Dong Tianbao came from a humble background, but he was gifted, rebellious, and ambitious, with an uncontrollable desire for power and status.
Zhang Junbao, on the other hand, has a calm and indifferent temperament, and power, fame and fortune are like floating clouds to him.
Perhaps, at this time, he didn't know what he wanted.
Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao grew up together since childhood. They also practiced Shaolin martial arts, and their foundations were very stable.
Because of the improvement in the level of power in this world, and the acquisition of the thirty-six swords of Yuanyang and the seventy-two swords of Xuanyin, the two of them now have combat power equivalent to that of a true immortal.
These two equally young bald men have very different ambitions.
Seeing that he could not convince Zhang Junbao, Dong Tianbao sighed helplessly.
"Everyone has his or her own ambition, there is no need to force it."
Liu Hao smiled slightly and said: "Since you have made a decision, then go ahead firmly and don't waver at all. You will achieve success in the future."
"Tianbao, you are restless by nature. Making such a choice is in line with your nature. You will follow the old village owner Yi Yun and organize the Central Plains warriors to fight against the Meng Yuan cavalry. This is a great opportunity for you to become famous in the world."
"Thank you, Senior Emperor, for giving me this opportunity!"
Dong Tianbao knelt down in front of Liu Hao and kowtowed several times respectfully: "If it weren't for the seniors, Tianbao would have died under the Meng Yuan cavalry long ago and become a white skeleton on the roadside. How could he be as good as he is today?"
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"Senior Emperor of Heaven, I am willing to go through fire and water for your great cause, and my heart and mind will be ruined!"
"It all depends on people. With your talents, you should be able to shine in this world. The Thirty-Six Swords of Yuanyang point directly to the source. If you can fully understand it, you can also become a super strong person."
Liu Hao gave instructions and without any hesitation, he went straight out of Mingjian Villa, took Zhang Junbao with him, and headed northwest.
The main task of this step is very critical, which is to defeat this Xiaoyao King within a specific time limit.
According to Liu Hao's understanding of the system, any such time-limited task must be completed in the shorter time. The higher the degree of completion of the task, the more generous the reward will be.
Liu Hao didn't bother to use the escape method to rush on his way, so he directly sacrificed the sacred weapon Rashomon.
The door to the void suddenly opened, and Liu Hao took Zhang Junbao and stepped into it.
Zhang Junbao only felt that the environment around him was like a mirror, with phantoms rising and falling. Finally, his feet landed on the ground, but there was a burst of coldness.
Looking around, I realized that I was already in a snowy mountain.
Looking around, the surroundings were surrounded by white snow, and even the white breath exhaled from his mouth condensed into frost in an instant.
The heaven and earth turned upside down and moved millions of miles sideways.
All this happens in just a few breaths.
Zhang Junbao has more and more respect for the senior Emperor of Heaven beside him who keeps secrets.
There is probably only one person in the world who can use such unimaginable means.
It's just that in order to realize his own path, he traveled millions of miles and came to this snowy mountain. Where is his path?
It’s really sad to think about it, so I simply don’t think about it anymore.
Zhang Junbao mobilized the real power of Gang Qi in his body to resist the cold.
At the same time, the white-haired old man standing on top of the snow-capped peaks moved his brows, as if he sensed something.
"Lightning, someone broke into the Snow Mountain Holy Land. You took people to clean it up."
"As commanded."
In vain, he received a response, and a black shadow disappeared like lightning.
This is Lightning, the second disciple of King Xiaoyao. His speed has exceeded the world's limit, so there is no need to kill in one breath.
The pure and flawless snow-capped mountain holy land should have been the most beautiful scenery in the world, but at this time, murderous intent was hidden.
As the lightning rushed rapidly and made various whistling sounds, there were countless murderous intentions surging throughout the snowy mountain holy land.
Rustling!
Unknown figures broke through the snow-white earth, and the snow flew, rushing out, launching a decisive assassination towards Liu Hao.
This is the snow mountain holy land in Qin Sirong's memory, and it is also the base where King Xiaoyao cultivates killing machines.
These people have no emotions or pain, they only know how to accept orders and kill targets.
Liu Hao didn't even take action. The Emperor's True Gang that protected his body came out with a shock. These killers couldn't even get within a thousand feet of him, and his body directly shattered in the air.
Groups of blood flowers exploded one after another, like magnificent scarlet fireworks blooming, dyeing the snow red.
"Shura."
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind."
Liu Hao's body was spotless, carrying Zhang Junbao, he stepped up into the sky and headed towards the highest peak of the Snow Mountain Holy Land.
After he left, a scarlet red body gradually appeared in the void.
"Since the master said that you are all going to die, there is no need to exist anymore..."
It was Princess Shura in the pagoda. She was holding a Shura magic blade and muttering.
Qin Sirong, the master of Broken Sword Tea House who had just had his consciousness wiped out, also appeared in the void.
Her pretty face was as frosty as ice, without any expression, and she followed Princess Shura with a long sword in hand.
"you are not......"
An assassin from the Snow Mountain Holy Land recognized Qin Sirong and exclaimed. However, before he could react, Qin Sirong struck out with his sword and killed him in the air.
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