Chapter 194 Kneel down

"It's settled!"

Mr. Ma was able to keep the Gao family, and he was not a general person. He drank in the air, and there was some strange change in the time and space around him. The flame with magical power stopped, and Zhao Haoran was slightly surprised.

It's not because of the power of soul art, but because there is some magical power in Mr. Ma. He doesn't know any magic power. Zhao Haoran can see where does this magic power come from?

Zhao Haoran's interested eyes made Mr. Ma feel cold. This confrontation made him completely give up the idea of confrontation and secretly regretted following Kaohsiung to provoke such a strong man. It was really not worth it.

"Don't do it. I have nothing to do with the Gao family. I hope you can let me go once."

In a short period of time, even the title has been changed. Mr. Ma is eager to get rid of the relationship with the Gao family, and he is also a selfish person. Zhao Haoran smiled secretly.

"Oh," Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and deliberately paused for a moment, "Really?"

Mr. Ma lowered his head and dared not force himself to say anything in the face of life and death. "Yes, yes, I just temporarily live in the Gao family and have nothing to do with their people."

Zhao Haoran's expression seemed to be smiling, and Kaohsiung's face was expressionless, but Gao Feng was a little restless. His face was blue and he glared at Mr. Ma. Since he entered the Gao family, there has never been a shortage of materials for cultivation such as crystal nuclei, and he was still unreliable at the critical moment.

Mr. Ma didn't know what Zhao Haoran's true thoughts. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and took out a storage bag. "Senior, there is a crystal nucleus that I have stored for so many years, and there is also a sixth-order one that I have been reluctant to use. Now I'll give it to you."

Zhao Haoran accepted it rudely. Looking carefully, as Mr. Ma said, this sixth-order crystal nucleus is already extremely rare, which is only stronger than the soul crystal, and the efficiency of absorption and cultivation is hundreds of times higher than that of the fourth-order.

The changes before and after made the members of the Gao family grow up in shock, and the fools can also see the mystery.

"I want the soul art you just performed." Zhao Haoran said his request without hesitation.

"This..." Mr. Ma knew that Zhao Haoran must have asked him to perform the formula of character determination, not the ordinary soul art.

"What? Inconvenient?" Zhao Haoran's momentum suddenly disappeared.

Mr. Ma had a chill, "I don't dare. Wait a moment, I will print on the bamboo slips."

After a few breaths, Mr. Ma threw a jade slip. Zhao Haoran took a rough look and put it in the storage bag. He didn't dare to do anything. "If there is nothing to do, you can go first."

"Farewell." Mr. Ma didn't have time to talk to Gao's family. Hearing Zhao Haoran's consent, he was afraid that he would change his mind again and jumped into the air and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Haoran glanced at the children of the Gao family and sneered, "It's up to us to settle the rest."

All people have a chill from the bottom of their hearts. There is a sky and there are people outside. The children of these families have been under the protection of Mr. Ma for a long time, calling for wind and rain in the cloud city, but they did not expect that now they have encountered something. Everything is different from the original. First, they fled in confusion, and then Mr. Ma left.

Kaohsiung took two steps forward, "Senior, I just played a little joke with you. This is the ancient soul art you want."

He respectfully offered the sheepskin roll, and a cold light suddenly appeared in Zhao Haoran's eyes. Kaohsiung's body trembled and almost fell directly to the ground.

The simple atmosphere came. I don't know how many ups and downs it has been. This ancient soul art can't be fake, but the Gao family can't let it go so easily.

If you are not proficient in array and change a soul with the same cultivation, you will definitely die after entering. Obviously, it is not a joke. Kaohsiung is calm and can do everything for the benefit of the family, which is much more difficult to deal with than Mr. Ma.

"Get down on your knees!"

Zhaoran's voice sounded like thunder in mid-air, and many children of the Gao family with low cultivation were cracked and knelt down pale. Only a few people could barely resist.

There is an angry look on Kaohsiung's old face, which is quite rare for a person who is happy and angry.

Scholars can be killed and not humiliated, and Zhao Haoran is going to humiliate them today. People like Kaohsiung are full of arrogance, and nothing is more difficult to accept than insulting them in person.

"Kneel down!"

Like the magic sound, the vast momentum is like the anger of the whole sky. No one dares to face the anger of heaven and earth, and no one has ever succeeded.

After kneeling on the ground, the strong pressure seemed to disappear, but when they wanted to resist, they would rise again. This strange force made all the children of the Gao family bow their heads, and hundreds of people knelt down to the ground in black pressure. Only Kaohsiung and Kaofen and his son still stood upright.

It's your arrogance that suppresses you. Zhao Haoran snorted, "Kneel down and live!"

This is the last chance for the Gao family. Zhao Haoran has made it very clear that if they disobey, they will kill their children of the Gao family.

Zhao Haoran is confident enough to force the two to kneel, but it doesn't make much sense. Only by defeating their arrogant bodies, there will be no way to stand up in the future.

As a member of the family, they have to consider the family every step they take, which is also their sorrow. Kaohsiung and Gao Feng slowly bent their legs and finally fell to the ground like the rest of the Gao family's children, like devout servants paying tribute to their masters.

I don't know when Zhao Haoran has left, and someone from the Gao family shouted, "That little monster has left. Stand up quickly."

raised his head one after another, celebrating that he had saved his life.

"Dad, are you all right?" Gao Feng supported Kaohsiung worriedly and looked at his face.

Kaohsiung looked at the cheering children of the Gao family. The sadness in his heart could not be described in words. His life was in order, but is there any hope for the rise of the Gao family?

Zhao Haoran has become an insurmountable mountain, which deeply weighs on everyone's hearts.

Gao Jia! Doomed to destroy his own hands, Kaohsiung closed his eyes. These were all his own faults. Zhao Haoran was more terrible than he thought. He defeated a family fundamentally. Whenever the children of the Gao family saw him, they would have fear from the bottom of their hearts, which had nothing to do with cultivation. This is a terrible imprint. No one can change it in everyone's bones.

"Puff" Kaohsiung suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Gao Feng seemed to have guessed something, but he never wanted to admit it.

"Feng'er, the Gao family will rely on you in the future. Don't provoke that person again. Remember, don't do it again. Maybe the Gao family still has the possibility of prosperity." After saying all this, Kaohsiung had an unprecedented relaxation. The burden on his shoulder was finally removed, closed his eyes tightly, and showed a gratified smile.

Gao Feng clenched his fist and hit the ground vigorously. The blue veins on his forehead burst out. He couldn't wait to find Zhao Haoran immediately, but he did not lose his mind. "Everyone, get ready to go to Changcheng at full speed."

In Changcheng, on a hundred-foot platform, two people sat talking and laughing. Suddenly, one of them frowned and said, "He's coming. Maybe it's time for me to take action." It is the ten masters of the vicissitudes.

"Who?" Sitting opposite is a white middle-aged man with slender fingers.

"It is the only soul who came out of the desolate land. It is said that he came out of the fairy mansion safely."

"Oh, I'm also a little interested in what you said. Why don't we go together?"

"Of course, I can't ask for help from a white-faced judge."

The white-faced judge laughed and said, "Don't compliment me. I'm afraid I won't catch up if it continues."

"Good." Before the master of the ten palaces finished his words, he had already disappeared. The white-faced judge stood up and chased after him with a teleportation.

Each of the ten palace owners of the Canglang School is a famous figure. There is only one of the ten palace owners in Changcheng, and the rest of the palace owners are not here. They practice everywhere and it is impossible to come together without urgent matters.

Why is he here? Zhao Haoran pondered for a moment. According to his cultivation and divine consciousness, the Lord of the Ten Palaces should not be able to feel himself, but looking at his direction must be for himself.

Suddenly, I remembered the aura fluctuations of the first ten palace owners who entered the desolate land, and the mystery of it was really difficult to see through for a while.

There is another person whose cultivation in the middle of the second day is a little better than that of the ten palace masters. Is it another palace owner? Zhao Haoran did not recognize the judge in white and could only judge by guessing.

In the face of the two-day soul, Zhao Haoran still feels a little tricky. Although he has mastered the magic skill, the gap in cultivation still exists, but with the golden rune ancient corpse, there is no need to be afraid of them.

I don't know how many power of the vicissitudes were hidden in Changcheng. Zhao Haoran didn't dare to make it big, so he chose to leave in a hurry.

"He found us!" The white-faced judge was quite surprised and could see from Zhao Haoran's trajectory that he was deliberately avoiding them.

The Lord of the Ten Palace smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, but Brother Bai should be more careful. The red scholar didn't kill him. I really don't know whether it's luck or strength."

"Red Scholar!" The white-faced judge looked a little strange, "Isn't that monster his opponent? Aren't we looking for death?

"Brother Bai misunderstood," the owner of the ten palaces shook his head. "I saw that the red scholar used the magic power of folding fan, and he fled all the way. I didn't expect that he would be alive a few months later. He didn't seem to be injured. It's really a little strange."

It's hard for the white-faced judge to say anything. Japanese soul people generally pay great attention to their faces. Since they have agreed, they will not shirk it. What's not to mention that every palace owner of the Canglang School has their own unique soul skills. Maybe they really have a chance to see it this time.