Leaving this sentence, a group of silent people here, Wang Baole's long hair fluttered, his long robe showed elegance, walking step by step.

Every step under his feet was rippling, as if turning the starry sky into a lake. Wherever he passed, the Taoist rhyme kept dispersing on his body. You could faintly see a Taoist star containing the highest laws, rotating above his head, nine slightly smaller Taoist stars around him, and there was also... Seventy percent of the tens of thousands of stars that turned into stars, appearing faintly around him.

All this reflected in the eyes of the monks of the Purple Gold Civilization, causing them to unconsciously have some illusions, as if they were not seeing a monk, but a vast starry sky.

This scene made everyone feel strongly tremble. The purple gold ancestor was like this. There was no doubt that the sword was too shocking. It was really this figure, too detached.

This forced him to face up to what Wang Baole said before, to give the Purple Star Civilization an opportunity to prosper, although he understood that this so-called prosper was actually just relative, and its purpose was to integrate the Purple Gold Civilization into the solar system and become an affiliated person.

But even if it is an affiliated person, once the solar system rises, it will be considered a great success for the purple gold civilization.

If it were any other time, the Purple Gold Civilization would not consider this matter, but now the war is about to begin, which makes the Purple Gold Ancestor more and more shaken in his heart? And what finally shocked him like a thunder erupting? It was not the sword that Wang Baole showed his strength before, but at this moment... Wang Baole who was leaving? While he waved his hand, a ferocious beast appeared beside him!

Or, isn't this a ferocious beast? It's not a spiritual beast, but a strange beast.

This beast?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

While eating, the little donkey was extremely happy. He walked forward happily with four hooves. He took Wang Baole to run farther and farther away.

Until he completely disappeared into the eyes of the Zijin Ancestor, the huge waves that had been stirred up in the heart of the Zixing Ancestor was still churning? His eyes continued to shrink, as if he had seen a ghost? He even suspected that he had read it wrong.

"What you eat... is the power of the heavenly way? The heavenly way of the Ming Sect, the heavenly way of the Weiyang heavenly way... Oh my God? What is this strange beast?"

"Could it be...Could it be..." The heart of the old ancestor Zijin roared? There was a bold and almost imaginative idea? I couldn't control myself and kept erupting in his mind.

Until a long time, he gritted his teeth hard, and the appearance of a small donkey made him make a certain decision, and he immediately took everyone here back to the Purple Gold Civilization, summoned all his disciples and the top leaders of the Purple Gold Civilization, and started a secret talk that decided the future of the Purple Gold Civilization!

At the same time, Wang Baole, who was already far away from the purple gold civilization, looked down at the cheerful little donkey, shook his head and smiled, and took out the little donkey. It was indeed his intention.

It’s not that he can’t force the Purple Gold civilization, but it’s meaningless. Purple Gold seems to be very big, but relatively speaking, it’s not worth his attack. If he can come and merge on his own, it’s naturally the best.

That's why we have the previous casual invitation, the shock, and the action of summoning the donkey with divine thoughts.

Those who can eat the power of the way of heaven... In almost everyone's cognition, there seems to be only the way of heaven.

Although Wang Baole also ate it, his inherent image is far less shocking than the little donkey. After all, the way of heaven is like that, before Chen Qingzi merged, the Ming Sect was a black fish, and the Weiyang clan was a golden beetle.

"It seems good to train the little donkey into the way of heaven." Wang Baole looked down at the little donkey. The little donkey also noticed Wang Baole's gaze, and quickly turned around. After seeing Wang Baole's smile, his heart trembled.

It keenly felt that the owner who released it this time was a little different from before. This smile seemed to make it feel a little scared in its heart, so it pleased it and changed the word "er" automatically.

"Go home." After patting the little donkey's head, Wang Baole closed his eyes. Although the donkey was a mount, he did not dare to have any negative emotions, nor did he dare to think about whether he had risen or fall from a pet to a mount.

However, he was still a little depressed, but after running a few steps, he thought that Xiao Wu was still unable to come out of the storage bag, so his mentality immediately changed and became happy as he danced.

It seemed that I felt that I was still useful, so after a few sounds, the speed gradually became faster, until the end, perhaps because of the too much breath of heaven that had been eaten, so its entire body seemed to merge with the laws and rules in this rapid speed, forming a faint silk thread that was vaguely visible and headed straight to the solar system.

Although the purple gold civilization is far away from the solar system, it is actually in the 19th realm of the Zuodao Holy Realm. With Wang Baole's cultivation in that year, it may take hundreds of years to achieve it, but now it is not necessary.

After the donkey's speed turned into a silk thread similar to the rules, it took only about a month to cross all the ranges and approach the edge of the solar system.

When he arrived here, Wang Baole opened his eyes, looked at the familiar star vortex in front of him, staring at the stars with affection. The moment he looked at the ancient bronze sword, the sword suddenly trembled.

As the tremor was shaking, the flames of the sun were also shaking, and the cultivators of the Cangma Dao Palace in the ancient bronze sword were also horrified. All the retreat ancestors opened their eyes and looked horrified.

The star monk Qing Lingzi, who was secretly involved in the federal affairs, was chased by Wang Baole, and his body was eventually destroyed. His soul was weak and his injuries were even heavier than before. At this moment, he also opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with shock and doubt.

And his master... The powerful star field powerhouse named Xingyi Shangren also opened his eyes from the meditation and looked at the ancient bronze sword in surprise. Then his spiritual sense instantly swept across the entire solar system and finally explored outwards. When he swept through Wang Baole, he did not notice at all...

"The injury is too serious." But in Wang Baole's eyes, the Star Wing Master, who needed him to bring out many trump cards to make him compromise, could see clearly at this moment. Judging from the fluctuations in the other party, it was supposed to be in the late stage of the Star Domain, but now it can only reach the early stage.

But... the bronze ancient sword from the Cangmang Dao Palace became more and more vulgar. With Wang Baole's knowledge and soul at this moment, he could clearly feel that the level of this bronze ancient sword... is extremely high!

"Ancient Cosmic Soldier!" Wang Baole murmured, the natal sword sheath in his body vibrated, as if bursts of desire were emitting. At the same time, the bronze ancient sword was the same, as if Wang Baole could return to the sheath with just one word!

After staring for a while, Wang Baole withdrew his gaze and a ray of Taoist rhyme appeared on his body, which made the spiritual consciousness of the Star Wing that had originally passed by him instantly notice and stared at him suddenly. After detecting Wang Baole, there was a clear fluctuation. It was obvious that Wang Baole's cultivation was trembling, and it was obvious that Wang Baole's cultivation was strong.

Wang Baole nodded with a smile, clasped his fists and bowed.

After a brief silence, the healing monks of the Cangmang Taoist Palace around the Star Wings on the bronze ancient sword were immediately shocked to see that their supreme ancestor had stood up cross-legged and bowed back to the direction of the starry sky.

After greeting each other, Wang Baole did not speak, but looked away and looked at all the planets in the solar system. Finally, his eyes fell on the earth.

Reminiscences appeared in his eyes and warmth. Although the smile on his face seemed the same as before, it was faintly more warm.
Chapter completed!