When he heard Huang Hao's words, the sloppy middle-aged man's face slightly condensed, and a heavy look appeared in his eyes.

You should know that with his current strength, even though he is only half a step in Mahayana, even a real early-stage cultivator in Mahayana will be absorbed by his breath, and he will be easily killed by him. Even a mid-stage cultivator in Mahayana can fight. But he never expected that Huang Hao could ignore the pressure of his first-level Nascent Soul and be able to remain so calm under the pressure of his first-level Nascent Soul!

"How is this possible? Could it be that this guy is actually the owner of a first-grade Nascent Soul?" At this moment, a ridiculous thought suddenly arose in the heart of the sloppy middle-aged man. However, the next moment, he immediately denied the idea in his heart, because when Huang Hao took action just now, he clearly did not feel any breath of a first-grade Nascent Soul from Huang Hao. You must know that the first-grade Nascent Soul is extremely special, and it also gives him some strange abilities. For example, as long as others activate the Nascent Soul in front of him, he can immediately feel the level of this person's Nascent Soul. Moreover, there are dark perceptions between the first-grade Nascent Soul. If Huang Hao is also the owner of the first-grade Nascent Soul, then he will definitely not be able to hide the perception of his Nascent Soul. However, he did not sense any aura on Huang Hao before.

Feeling the coldness brought by Huang Hao's eyes when he looked at him, the sloppy middle-aged man's face suddenly appeared, but his tone was a little softer: "Little brother, you misunderstood, how could I throw dirty water on you? What I mean is that if you stay alone outside our camp, you will inevitably become the target of those demon races. Then we will be far away from the water and cannot save the near fire."

Huang Hao glanced at this person lightly, and the kindness that had originally risen towards this person in his heart disappeared. Although this person seemed to be caring about his safety in his words, in fact, as long as it was an individual, he could hear it. The words were full of threatening words, and the meaning of this words was still forcing Huang Hao to join their camp and move closer to him. Otherwise, if the demon clan wanted to deal with Huang Hao in a while, their camp would not take action to rescue Huang Hao.

Since his words reached this point, Huang Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense to this person. He smiled faintly, and his voice was full of confidence: "This is not a problem for fellow Taoists. Since Huang dares to stand here, he is confident that he can escape unstoppable. If he is accidentally killed by the demon clan, he can only blame Huang for not being good at learning skills, and he will be more than dead."

After saying that, Huang Hao kept silent, but the old god was standing there, looking like he closed his eyes and resting.

Bai Xue looked at Huang Hao, but she was not afraid at all. She just stood firmly behind Huang Hao, like an obedient follower.

Seeing Huang Hao's appearance, the sloppy middle-aged man was helpless. He only felt that Huang Hao was just a hedgehog covered with thorns and it was difficult to vent his mouth.

"Hahaha, the human race is indeed a humble tribe. At this time, it is possible to have internal conflicts. It seems that the decline of the human race is not far away." On the other hand, the young master of the Sea Dragon from the Four Seas Monster Kingdom looked at this scene with interest, his eyes full of mocking, and he said with a sneer.

Huang Hao glanced at Mr. Hailong, but said in a confrontation: "If you think we are in an internal strife, why not take a try?"

Hearing Huang Hao's words, the smile on the face of the Hailong Master suddenly became stiff.

The next moment, he said viciously: "Human boy, do you think this young master dare not take action?"

"Since you dare, why don't you take action?" Huang Hao looked at him without giving in, without any sense of panic on his face, as if everything here was in his control.

Looking at Huang Hao's appearance, even if Young Master Hailong was confident, he muttered in his heart: "Why is this person so confident? Is this just a way to provoke him? It's just a trick to lure me to attack him? No, there must be a fraud. If I take action rashly, I will fall into this person's trick. At this moment, the inheritance on the tablet is about to be born, so I'd better not take action for the time being. After I get the inheritance on the tablet, I will tear this kid and all the humans over there! "

Thinking of this, Young Master Hailong calmed down, and imitated Huang Hao's appearance and began to close his eyes and rest.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire ancestral hall actually changed subtly. Originally, the demon clan and the human clan were still facing each other, and the two sides were tense, but with Huang Hao's appearance, they formed a three-legged tripod posture. The people of the demon clan obviously became more cautious when they wanted to take action. Although Huang Hao seemed to be just a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the God Transformation, after seeing the punch Huang Hao killed the demon cultivator just now, no one would really regard Huang Hao as a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

Silence, strange silence! At this moment, whether it is the human monks led by the sloppy middle-aged man or the demon monks led by the Hailong Young Master, they are all in silence.

They don’t want to fight to the death, they just don’t want to be taken advantage of by Huang Hao who suddenly appears.

If the only thing that was not nervous at the scene was Bai Xue. At this moment, she felt a strong sense of security in her heart. The origin of this sense of security was, on the one hand, because of Huang Hao, and on the other hand, because of this ancestral hall. After entering the ancestral hall, Bai Xue seemed to feel that she had returned to her long-lost home, and everything here gave her a strong sense of security. Especially when she looked at the tablet floating in the sky, she felt that there was her chance in that tablet.

However, at this moment, this opportunity seemed to be brewing something, and it did not reach the time to be born. However, she could feel that the time when the opportunity was born was not far away.

Time passed by bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, nearly an hour passed. During this hour, the atmosphere in the Ancestral Hall still maintained an extremely delicate state. The three sides seemed to be tense, but they could always keep the impulse in their hearts. It seemed irrelevant, but there were countless qi intertwined with each other, which moved the whole body with one blow.

Fortunately, no one else entered the ancestral hall during this more than one hour. Otherwise, this subtle balance would be broken immediately.

However, although the balance was not broken, as time went by, the patience of both sides was obviously greatly challenged. Apart from Huang Hao, who was still calm, some sounds had appeared in the other two sides.

Just as the sound between the two sides became louder and louder, a song suddenly came from the Chang'e tablet floating in the air.

The sound is extremely beautiful and ethereal. When you hear it in everyone's ears, you can feel a clear power that can cleanse people's hearts.

"The candle shadow of the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually falling, the morning star is sinking, Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky are heart every night..."

Huang Hao's eyes moved, and he savored the chill in the song carefully, but heard endless sad feelings. This was the poem by a famous poet on earth, but it was actually sung by this sound at this moment, but it had extremely powerful infectious power. For a moment, Huang Hao seemed to see a beautiful woman sitting in front of the empty Guanghan Palace, looking at the stars in the sky, and sang this song sadly.

"The candle shadow of the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually falling, the morning star is sinking, Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky are heart every night..."

At some point, this sound also sounded beside Huang Hao. Huang Hao turned his head and saw that Bai Xue behind him had an ethereal look at the plaque of Chang'e in the sky ahead, singing softly. If you listen carefully, you would definitely be able to hear that Bai Xue's singing was exactly the same as the song emitted from the plaque. Whether it was the sound or the emotions contained in it, they were exactly the same.

As the white snow sings sounded, a pure white light suddenly appeared on Chang'e's plaque. The light was extremely bright, making the entire ancestral hall look like it was painted with a layer of white paint, but it did not give people any dazzling feeling.

"The opportunity is born!"

"The opportunity belongs to my demon clan!"

For a moment, two loud shouts sounded, but the young master Hailong and the sloppy middle-aged man moved at the same time and rushed towards the position where the tablet was.

However, before they could get close to the tablet, an extremely strong aura emanated from the tablet. With this aura burst out instantly, even the young master Hailong or the sloppy middle-aged man were shocked and his body was involuntarily knocked away by this aura.

"What a powerful aura, I must get the inheritance on this tablet!" The two people who pushed this aura out of the sky were filled with a strong desire in their eyes and fell back on the tablet.

The stronger the aura on the tablet, it means that the inheritance here is stronger. If anyone can obtain this inheritance, he will definitely be able to reach the sky in one step.

However, at this moment, a slender figure took lotus steps and walked step by step towards the direction where the tablet was.

"What!" Seeing this scene, everyone in the Ancestral Hall widened their eyes and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief. You know, in this crack in the space, even the strong man in the half-step Mahayana stage could not fly, and could only rush and jump like a secular warrior. But what kind of strength is this little woman in front of her, and she can actually step in the air?

"No, this girl wants to seize the inheritance!" The next moment, whether it was the demon cultivator of Young Master Hailong or the sloppy middle-aged man, the human cultivator, all their faces changed, and there was a sense of anxiety in their eyes.
Chapter completed!