Fantasy: Regenerated Into A Grass, Accompanied By A Willow God

"Are you really that legendary young genius?" At this moment, an old man came forward and looked at him with a dull expression.

At that time, the old eyes looked turbid, but in fact they were bottomless. There was a strange light that flashed by, making it difficult for people to see through.

The middle-aged man whose arm was amputated before obtained the sacred artifact from this old man. Seeing that his disciple was so seriously injured, he traveled a long distance.

"Yes, the person they are talking about is me." Huang Hao also looked at the old man with a calm expression and nodded.

"Now that I have admitted it myself, you outsiders should no longer be suspicious. Since the facts have been put in front of you, show him your previous arrogant attitude.

The human youth on the side spoke up. In fact, in the past year, I don’t know how many people have threatened to challenge, but today when I appeared, those people did not dare to say a word.

"Sure enough, talented people emerge from troubled times. It's really amazing that you can practice so much at such a young age. I have been in this position for hundreds of years, but I have never seen a talented young man who can compare with you. The old man nodded, affirming his strength.

Could it be that the old man in the dead mountain didn't call for punishment, but actually praised Huang Hao's talent?

Seeing the old man, he continued: "Under our sect, there are only one or two peers who can compete with you. It's really rare to find a genius.

The words that followed made many human race disciples secretly smack their lips, and in the end they did not forget to praise their own disciples.

The middle-aged man, who also had the support of his senior, spoke behind him and whispered in his ear: "The disciples under our sect are not weaker than him, and the genius in our sect is much higher than him. This boy is just lucky. , just got some Good Fortune."

I don’t know where he got his confidence from, and he boasted so much.

Huang Hao didn't say anything, but frowned. After all, he had seen this kind of situation so often that he was no longer surprised.

However, I also noticed that the old man's attitude was a bit unusual, and he had other intentions.

"Your talent is incomparable to mortals, but I feel that you have a deep connection with us." There was a hint of golden light in the old man's eyes, but it flashed past, and the subtle smile disappeared for a short time, as if he was thinking about something. , and returned to the previous state in an instant.

"May I ask where senior is from, what sect he is from, and what his name is?" Huang Hao asked tentatively.

But there was no trace of risk in that modest and friendly face. It seemed that he had mastered the art of hiding a knife in his smile, or he didn't have any hostility towards him at all.

But no matter what, Huang Hao can't take it lightly. Facing this kind of old monster, he can kill in a single thought.

"They all call me Qingshan Jushi. As for the name, it's just a code name. I won't mention it." The old man continued, the smile on his face becoming more and more friendly.

At this moment, Cao Ye vaguely noticed a murderous intention hidden in his smile, and as time went on, that inexplicable power had enveloped the world. At this moment, he had entered a certain kind of... Between special Realms.

In this kind of Realm, the caster is the king there.

"It's just that your child's attack was too frivolous. You broke off one of the top disciple's arms in one move. It's not very friendly." Qingshan layman pointed at the middle-aged man with the broken arm and glanced at him again. The old man Heiyun, whose palm was smashed, continued: "Practice is not easy. The move you just made cut off at least ten years of their practice. Why are you so cruel?"

0…Please give me flowers…………

"As for me, I have the biggest problem. That is, I adhere to the principle that water from a well does not offend a river. But if someone insists on offending me, they will blow out the lamp and pull out the wax. Otherwise, the world is dangerous and there is no telling when they will emerge from the darkness. Come and mess with me." Huang Wu replied calmly.

After two sentences, the two parties were together again.

The reason why that mountain is called Death Mountain is not only because of the unexplorable Realm somewhere, but also because of the strong and old monsters who are able to survive in such an extreme environment and even have a few disciples. It can be seen that they His abilities are amazing and his strength is unpredictable. According to rumors, he has no fear of gods and can withstand the power of heaven.

"Why bother talking nonsense with him again, severely injuring my disciples one after another, and then ruthlessly killing them? Revenge must be avenged.

At this moment, the king of the fire python clan stepped forward, his eyes bursting with golden light, and he transformed into a snake form at any time.

"Blood debt must be repaid with blood, take your life." This python was radiating red light all over its body, and the scales on its lower body were as crystal clear as gems, hovering in the air and spiraling down.

"It's really interesting to take the opportunity to attack without asking the ins and outs of the matter." Huang Hao chuckled.

"Death is imminent, and you are still talking nonsense." The big snake came down with billowing red clouds, and the whole world was turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Sure enough, he is an opponent at the level of a king. He is so domineering as soon as he strikes, but I don't know if your cultivation foundation is real. Don't lose it just by fighting." Huang Hao calmly observed the flow of his power, regardless of the opponent. No matter who it is, he upholds the attitude of being ready. .