The Mightiest Little Peasant

Zaofeng.

Under an ancient tree, Tang Hao sat cross-legged.

Suddenly, his eyelids flickered and opened.

In that pair of eyes, there was a divine light, and vaguely, it seemed to be able to see the vision of the reincarnation of sentient beings. After a while, the divine light just converged and everything returned to normal.

Then he frowned slightly.

This sitting has been more than a month. In the reincarnation road, he has realized a lot more profound feelings. However, he is still far away from Dacheng.

"Great road! Hard!"

Tang Hao sighed softly.

It is so difficult to repair a major road to master the rules. It takes a hundred years for ordinary cultivators. Those geniuses and evil spirits must take at least ten years and decades of effort.

"The avenue is hard to come by, and once the too-virtual son is out of the customs, I will not be sure!

There was a look of worry on Tang Hao's face.

The prince who is too vain, all supernatural powers, treasures, are not under him. Moreover, the realm is higher than him, plus the powerful avatar, he does not have much confidence to defeat his opponent.

But now, it is not far away from that too ignorant son to go through customs.

The outside world also began to discuss.

Everyone knows that the avatar of the Taixu son has suffered a loss in his hands. Once the body exits the customs, it is necessary to avenge his revenge and use him to stand up.

During this time, the world's eyes are focused on his forged gate and the sky.

And he also felt a trace of pressure.

"It seems... I have to go back to the lower realm first!"

After pondering for a long time, Tang Hao stood up and murmured.

Before playing against the Taixu son, he must first return to the lower realm and retrieve his strongest means.

"Count it, it's been a while since I came to Pangu, and I should go back and have a look! I don't know what happened to the lower realm, Kunlun, and Dao Chang, how are they now?"

When he thought of Kunlun and the Taoist leader, Tang Hao was a little bit guilty.

He walked so long, it was time to go back and take a look.

He immediately went to see the Forsaken and explained his intention, and then he left for the ancient wasteland.

After seven or eight days, a stream of light flew over the ancient wasteland and fell onto a mountain range.

"Magic Mountain!"

Tang Hao glanced below and said to himself.

This mountain range was the first place he had settled in after he came to Pangu. He stayed here for several months and got some chances to be promoted to the Three Tribulation.

When thinking of what happened at that time, Tang Hao grinned.

"Go and see!"

He missed the days when he was here, but fell down and moved on.

He had walked all over the mountain range now, but now he vaguely remembers it.

"There is the mountain gate of the Wanlingzong, and on the other side...the place where I used to live! As for that, it is the Devil Star City."

Tang Hao looked away and saw the mountain gate of Wan Lingzong from afar.

He carried his hands on his back and walked leisurely.

The magic star city he went to first was still so lively, full of people everywhere, who were all here to gather medicine, hunter beast cultivators, and the cultivators were also uneven, slashing the road, turning immortals, the most cultivators at this level .

Occasionally, saints can still be seen, most of them are robbed.

Hearing what they talked about, it was mostly here. Who discovered what rare elixir, who encountered a fierce beast, fell bloody mold, and the gossip of the denominations of the Wanling Sect.

After sitting for a while, Tang Hao also heard his name.

"The devil with the surname Tang is really awesome. Didn't he say last time that he even dared to provoke even the prince who was too vain? This is not a while ago, he did something sensational!"

"What's the matter? What's the big deal about this thing?"

As soon as the surname Tang was mentioned, the audience was interested.

The prestige of Tang's demon head, even in this remote and remote place, is like a thunder.

This mongoose came from the lower realm, rised in the spirit wasteland, pan and down Pangu, hit the younger generation, almost invincible, once the world's tribes joined forces to siege, but they could not help him, and this time, he was named Pangu and became A legend.

At that time, the news reached here, and it caused a stir. The cultivators were all amazed. There was another peerless evil in this world.