After a while.

Zhao Fan took Haozu and escaped into the Nine Realms Tower.

Haozu looked at the texture of the inner wall of the tower and said in surprise: "What a brilliant Saint Ancestor weapon. Junior Brother Jie, with your background, you should have accepted the Saint Ancestor of Destruction as your direct heir, right?"

"Um."

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "But this is a gift from my other master."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look forward to the gift promised by Master Destruction.

"admire."

Haozu said it was impossible not to be envious.

The Saint Ancestor of Destruction is a master, and if another master can give such a Saint Ancestor Artifact, he is definitely an unusually powerful Saint Ancestor.

at this time.

Zhao Fan flipped his palm and took out a small straw, "Success depends on it."

"What is this?"

Haozu looked at the small straw. Apart from the quality of the pinnacle ancestral artifact, it was ordinary.

"Treasures that specialize in extracting rules, whether they are controlled rules or touched rules, can be used."

Zhao Fan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Hao, please lie flat on the ground. I'm going to start. Remember, don't disturb the rules during the process."

"Uh, okay."

Haozu nodded repeatedly, wondering what kind of treasures there really were. This was the first time he heard of this function.

He lay directly on the ground.

Zhao Fan, under the guidance of the copper lamp, inserted the small straw halfway into Haozu's head.

Hao Zu had no defense, his ancestral body was like a door wide open, and the small straw was already the pinnacle ancestral weapon, so it was completed easily.

The next step is to lock.

The copper lamp pointed at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan operates step by step.

Soon after, the little straw regarded the rules of life touched by Haozu as the extraction target.

There is no use in taking it out. There is no need to put it in an animal skin bag like the Sword Drawing Pan Saint Ancestor, and just let it dissipate in the void.

The rules of life that Haozu was forced to touch were not large in amount, and they were not native.

This lasted for eight days.

The rules of life that Haozu touched completely disappeared.

now.

Zhao Fan slowly pulled out the small straw.

Haozu didn't get up, but lay on the ground in a daze as if he was in another world!

He clearly felt that it was really eliminated!

Back to his peak again!

The hope of reaching the level of the Saint Ancestor was lost and regained!

Tears that had been suppressed for a long time flowed out of the corners of his eyes, "Junior Brother Jie, thank you. I will never forget this kindness, Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother Hao, hurry up and try the Death Rule and the Destruction Rule." Zhao Fan said with a smile.

"Um!"

Haozu immediately urged him to move.

Everything is so wonderful!

After he stood up, he looked at Zhao Fan with mixed emotions, "I've recovered, I've recovered!"

"Congratulations."

With a thought, Zhao Fan took Haozu and moved out of the Nine Domains Tower.

The Sand Beast King was excited, and when he saw the two men appearing again, he asked: "Did it succeed?"

Haozu nodded, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Jie's method is extremely miraculous. Now I have a vague feeling of a breakthrough. I will go into seclusion when my mood calms down."

"Wouldn't that mean that next time we meet, you will be the Holy Ancestor?"

The Sand Beast King was shocked.

Haozu smiled and said: "Yes!"

"Then don't bully me." The Sand Beast King curled his lips jealously.

"Come, I'll prepare a banquet right away."

Haozu held Zhao Fan with one hand and the Sand Beast Emperor with the other, and said, "I'll take out all the fine wine I collected in the core realm. I won't return until I'm drunk!"

"Wine that can get you drunk?"

Zhao Fan said with great interest: "Don't let me down."

"Ha ha."

As the problem was solved, Haozu became cheerful.

They entered the Haoqi Sect's banquet hall.

Haozu waved his palm, and various delicacies and bottles of fine wine suddenly appeared.

"Damn it, this is really good wine!" The Sand Beast King kept smelling it, and he could feel the greedy source of consciousness at work even through the seal!

They ate, drank, and squandered their money for five days.

They were all drunk and confused.

He fell asleep directly on the seat.

Although you can get drunk, you won't get too drunk.

After only sleeping for one day, I woke up one after another.

"This is a great drink."

Zhao Fan's thoughts are still unfinished.

"It's a pity that this is all I have in stock." Haozu said with a smile: "I will save more later and invite you again. By the way, because you helped me solve the rule interference, I delayed you for eight days, and you drank and slept.

For six days, Junior Brother Jie, I remember you said you would leave in half a month, so go back and push it further, we are sticking to the boundaries of the territory, and there is a good place that is worth your visit."

"You don't mean there, right?" The Sand Beast King seemed to have thought of something and asked in shock.

Haozu nodded, "Exactly."

"That's right. Apart from Saint Ancestor Mo, you are the only one who can enter. Brother Jie's background must be fine." The Sand Beast Emperor was helpless. He wanted to go for a long time, but once he couldn't help but ask.

When I went in, I almost died at the beginning. I was so frightened that I ran for my life in a panic. I never dared to think about getting involved again.

"What riddles are you two playing?" Zhao Fan wondered.

Haozu no longer kept his secrets, and said: "Moshou Holy Mountain, have you ever heard of this place?"

"Stick to the Holy Mountain?"

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "I've heard that it's a huge mountain, but it's located deep underground. There's an incorporeal energy-based life group living in it. If I remember correctly, it's called Mo Ling, right?"

Master Yuxin said this when he mentioned Mo Shouyu.

The rating is Ancestral Realm Jedi.

However, Master Yuxin just took a look around and had no interest in Mo Shou Holy Mountain, so when he told about his experiences, he only gave a general idea.

"That ink spirit can capture slaves."

Haozu said attentively: "There are four colors of Mo Ling, red, black, white, and gold. Different colors of Mo Ling bring different additional abilities. After I came back from the Holy Academy, I went to Mo Shou Sheng.

It took me nine times to enslave a golden ink spirit with great difficulty, and for this, I almost died."

"Even you almost died? And it took you nine times to successfully catch one?" The Sand Beast King's eyes widened.

Zhao Fan was also a little dumbfounded.

When Haozu came back from the Holy Academy, his strength was far beyond the ordinary peak of the ancestral realm, but he was so embarrassed by being tortured by the defender of the Holy Mountain.

It seems that defending the Holy Mountain is extremely dangerous among the Jedi in the ancestral realm.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t even the Sand Beast King dare to get involved?

"Golden Ink Spirit? Let me see it." The Sand Beast King was very curious.

Haozu moved his palm.
Chapter completed!