Power is more addictive to practitioners than drugs on earth, especially when practitioners have experienced the powerful power of turning hands to clouds and rain, their power will definitely reach an extremely terrifying level.

As a member of the cultivator, Huang Hao naturally had the same feeling. After experiencing the power of faith, he began to remember this power.

At this moment, Huang Hao was naturally ecstatic when he suddenly heard the old man in black robe suddenly wanted to impart such power of faith to him.

But immediately, Huang Hao's heart calmed down. There was no free lunch in the world. The old man in black robe wanted to tell him the power of faith and use such a magical method, and he must have some demands for him.

Looking at the look of defense rising on Huang Hao's face, the old man in black robe couldn't help but sneer: "You kid, you are really defensive! What do you think with your strength at this moment, can you give me?"

Huang Hao was stunned, then smiled awkwardly. It was right to think about it. If this old man in black robe was from the same era as Houyi, then his strength must be very strong. What can he give him?

But at this moment, the old man in black robe spoke, "But, I hope you will give me a promise. Although yours is as weak as an ant to me now, I see your talent. Huang Hao, I need your promise. When you have the ability to help me in the future, you will do your best to take action for me once!"

Huang Hao looked at the old man in black robe deeply, feeling a little strange. He didn't expect that the old man in black robe would put forward such a condition.

But the next moment, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, if this matter is not a matter of harming the world, I can promise you!"

No matter what, the method of collecting and using the power of faith is something that Huang Hao urgently wants. So, as long as the old man in black robe doesn't ask him to do something that is harmful to the world, what if Huang Hao agrees to him? What's more, Huang Hao feels that the future is hard to say at all. It's still an unknown number to survive this catastrophe of the Demon-Sealing Continent.

"Don't worry, I need your actions, just because I have a private matter with me. It has nothing to do with the people of the world, let alone good and evil, right and wrong." The old man in black robe smiled, his voice very sincere.

"So, then I will promise you." Huang Hao thought for a while, but nodded solemnly.

"Hahaha, good boy, now I will pass on those methods to you!" Hearing Huang Hao's agreement, the old man in black robe was obviously very happy, and reached out to enter a piece of information into Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, at this moment, the only surviving golden crow hovering beside and did not dare to leave suddenly wailed.

Hearing the whine of the golden crow, Huang Hao's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where the golden crow was, but he saw an arrow completely condensed from energy piercing into the golden crow's body with a "pop".

Seeing this scene, a strong anger suddenly burst out in Huang Hao's eyes: "Why do you want to shoot this golden crow?"

He and the old man in black robe had no protection, so as long as he had amazing ears, he could hear them clearly. These people in the sky were all Mahayana practitioners, and they could hear them clearly. After listening to their words, they would naturally understand how disaster would be caused to this world by losing the last golden crow.

However, the four people in the sky still took action. The four people and four arrows shot at the golden crow at the same time. The golden crow was already seriously injured and greatly damaged its movement. He only snatched three of the arrows, but did not avoid the fourth arrow, and was eventually shot.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

The golden crow that was shot fell to the ground and thrustted. Every time it thrust, it would cause blood in the body to splatter, and it would be impossible to live long.

"Hmph, Huang Hao, don't forget that shooting and killing the golden crow is our test this time. Do you, a person who has been eliminated, have the right to care about me?" A man said with a sneer. This person is the caster of the arrow that shot the golden crow. At this moment, he was in extreme excitement. Huang Hao killed nine golden crows alone. Logically, this inheritance must be Huang Hao. However, Huang Hao had already violated the rules and naturally had no chance to obtain the inheritance. Then the person who shot the last golden crow next time would immediately become the successor of Houyi's inheritance. Fortunately, the four people shot the arrow at the same time, but only his arrow shot the golden crow. Isn't this saying that Houyi's inheritance is no longer him? Hearing Huang Hao's rebuke, he immediately sneered and retorted.

"Do you know how important this last golden crow is to this world?" Huang Hao said gloomyly: "Without the sun that enters the house, this land will soon decline and most of the creatures inside will face a catastrophe!"

However, Huang Hao's persuasion was the most ridiculous joke to the practitioner at this moment. He only heard him say mockingly: "Haha, what does the safety of this world have to do with me? Just a group of mortals like ants, and they will die if they die. Who would care?"

"boom--"

In an instant, countless insults sounded around. At this moment, countless indigenous people on the scene and the indigenous people who looked at the scene through the mirage in the sky all cursed angrily. No one wanted to be an ant that others could abandon at will, even mortals.

Huang Hao stood there, looking up at the cultivator above the sky, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Huang Hao, do you dare to hurt me?" However, seeing the indifference and murderous intent in Huang Hao's eyes, the cultivator's face showed a rebellious look. He laughed loudly, his eyes full of mockery: "Huang Hao, I am accepting the inheritance of Houyi's ancestor. If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of Houyi's ancestor's anger?"

When they heard this person's words, the others burst into laughter. Although they were extremely angry about the fact that they were shot to the ground by this person, when they saw Huang Hao's defeat at this moment, a sense of gloating arose in their hearts. Especially the woman, the eyes of Huang Hao looking at Huang Hao were filled with mockery.

"Hahaha..." But at this moment, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Huang Hao's face. He let out a confident laugh, and a glimmer of incomprehensible light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Huang Hao's sudden appearance, the four people in the sky were stunned, their eyes full of confusion.

"Do you really think you can shoot this golden crow?" However, at this moment, Huang Hao had already spoken: "In front of me, I did not promise to let it die, and you could kill it?"

While speaking, Huang Hao suddenly waved his hand, and in an instant, a golden light suddenly enveloped the golden crow.

Everyone looked at the golden light, and they were all full of doubts. Only the four cultivators in the sky and the old man in black robe around Huang Hao saw what the golden light was.

The golden light was a series of golden needles, which were very dense. Suddenly, there were no numbers of golden needles in it. The golden needles pierced into the body of the golden crow in an instant and directly penetrated into its body.

The next moment, the golden crow, who was already dying, suddenly raised its head and came alive like a miracle. However, at first glance, the golden crow still seemed very powerless. After only a moment of lifting the head, it was about to fall down weakly again.

However, Huang Hao smiled knowingly, raised his hand again, and a pill flew out of his hand and shot in the direction of the golden crow. At the same time, Huang Hao's voice sounded: "Jin Crow, if you want to survive, take this pill!"

Hearing Huang Hao's words, the originally dim gaze suddenly became brighter. The next moment, the golden crow used its last strength, suddenly opened its beak and caught the pill. With a bulge, it swallowed the pill.

"After hitting such a fatal arrow, do you think you want to save it with just a pill? It's so whimsical!"

In the sky, the four cultivators sneered, their voices were a bit playful. Especially the one who shot the golden crow, mocked him even louder. He knew that the arrow he had just now had definitely cut off all the vitality of the golden crow.

However, just as he was about to mock the golden crow again, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, his eyes full of horror.

In his eyes, the golden crow that should have died had flapped its wings. Although it was powerless, it was enough to make the golden crow stand up. Then, the wings fluttered for the second and third... Every time they flapped, everyone could clearly realize that the power on the wings was constantly becoming stronger. Finally, when the power on the wings reached a certain level, the golden crow's feet finally flew away from the ground.

"It actually... it really saved..." In the sky, the four people who had previously sarcasticly sarcastic to Huang Hao all swallowed their saliva, their eyes full of incredible expressions.

But then, as if they had thought of something, a radiant light appeared in their eyes: "Life, live well, live well, this golden crow is alive, that means we still have a chance! As long as we shoot this golden crow completely, the inheritance of Houyi's ancestor will be mine!"
Chapter completed!