The old woman's answer was quite unexpected to Wang Hao: "Five thousand!"
Wang Hao asked in disbelief: "Only five thousand years, the ancient sage son of Zishan is so arrogant, claiming to be the ruler of the world, and he is even praised as the "No. 1 Gutianjiao". According to the standards of the classification of predecessors, he is truly
The Holy Son is not considered a sage."
"hehe."
The old woman smiled faintly and said, "Year is just a measure, not an absolute strength. The ancient saint of Zishan is indeed very strong, and it is enough to be called a powerful saint. He got the page of the immortal scriptures of the Ancient Emperor.
, In addition, he also mastered the Immortal Sutra, and with this alone, he could stand out for all the heroes. Of course, there are even more powerful ancient sages in Zishan, all of which are ten thousand years old and ten thousand years old!
”
Wang Hao tsk his mouth. Five thousand years of experience has been so powerful, but ten thousand years of experience has been against the will of heaven.
The enemies on the fairy road are really unimaginable fear.
"Little guy, so be more humble in the future. Really powerful people will only appear on the road of immortality. People who are determined to pursue the supreme path and no longer care about false reputations. Such people are the most terrifying, so I can do it only when I am old.
Choose so many guardians for your granddaughter." The old woman taught Wang Hao.
Wang Hao nodded: "I know, senior, after embarking on the path of immortality, I will definitely hold my tail and act in a low-key manner."
The old woman smiled and said, "You don't have to be too modest. With your strength, you are also a powerful figure among the Holy Son. Unless some monsters who are ten thousand years or more than one hundred thousand years can suppress you."
Wang Hao felt a little relieved and asked, "How many of you ancient geniuses in the Unbeaten Palace are the strength of the Holy Son?"
"There are four people in total, five thousand years, six thousand years, seven thousand years, nine thousand years." The old woman said, "There is no way, our Invincible Palace has such a deep foundation."
Wang Hao doesn’t care about the foundation of the Unbeaten Palace, but only cares about tomorrow’s ranking battle: “Will these ancient geniuses participate tomorrow?”
"Only the ancient saint who is five thousand years old will participate."
The old woman said seriously: "Boy, I will tell you the truth. Tomorrow's ranking battle, the ones that really threaten you are the ancient saint and the three ancient geniuses. These guys sealed in the divine source rely on their own qualifications.
The older generation is high and he doesn't listen to old people at all. I have said all the good things. There are more than 30 ancient geniuses, only those four are willing to become guardians, and the others are not even able to get old people. Moreover, those four guys are always
I'm very angry when I make a show of myself in front of me!"
The old woman paused, patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, and said hatefully: "Boy, tomorrow you must clean up those four guys. How to enjoy it, the more you beat me, the better you will be
!It can not only give me a sigh of anger, but also hit those guys' arrogance!"
Wang Hao was a little ashamed. The old woman’s request was a bit too much. Those four people were the Gu Tianjiao from the Invincible Palace.
"Did you hear that? Tomorrow, I will pick up those four people and beat them to death! They will all be beaten into pig's heads! They will cry and call them mom!" The old woman said with her eyes on a dragon-headed crutch.
"Okay." Wang Hao's head was full of black lines. Is this the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Palace? He actually asked him, an outsider to beat the genius of the Imperial Palace. This requirement is a bit weird!
I wonder what expressions the four Gu Tianjiao would have when they heard it?
"Okay, I have only so much to tell you. There is a room left for Wuli. You will rest there tonight, regain your energy, and prepare for tomorrow's battle." The old woman looked at Wang Hao with great expectations.
At first glance, he immediately left with a dragon-headed stick.
After just taking two steps, she suddenly turned around, and her words were a little meaningful: "Tomorrow, the people of the Tianmen may have to target you. They dare not do big moves, they will only do some small moves, you can overcome them yourself, I don't care about old things."
After saying that, the old woman flashed, disappearing without a trace.
"this……"
Wang Hao thought about the old woman's words and a sneer appeared in his eyes.
If you want to make small moves, just do it.
...
An angry roar came from the hall of the Tianmen.
"Send all the spies out to investigate and investigate clearly. What exactly did the second and third brother die? Did you hear it?!!!"
It was the voice of the heads of the Tian tribe, roaring and extremely angry. The face of Gu Jing Bubo was now gloomy as water, and the anger was overwhelming.
The head of him was the elders of the Tianmen tribe, all of whom were restless and frightened.
The eldest son of the Tianmen tribe Zhang Yaoyang was standing next to Zhang Guyong at this moment, and his face was extremely ugly.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressed, because the second and third elders' famous brand was broken, which meant that they had died.
"All the leaders, I think this matter must be related to Wang Xiaoyao. After all, the second and third elders were trying to seize his imperial weapon in the prototype. He was definitely inseparable from the deaths of the two elders."