"No--!"

The golden soul struggled wildly, trying to escape.

However, how could Tang Hao let him escape? He took a hard shot and directly grabbed the soul. Then, his soul left his body, opened his mouth and sucked it, and swallowed the soul.

If Long Bo was still in his heyday, he would not dare to swallow it, but now Long Bo is only in his seven-game strength and his soul is extremely weak, so he can easily swallow it.

The soul returned to the orifice, and Tang Hao immediately sat down cross-legged.

It takes him a little time to completely devour this soul and absorb the memories therein.

The memory of this Long Bo is very long. He was suppressed under the Dao Lake for tens of thousands of years. In these tens of thousands of years of memory, it is basically empty. Looking back, it is that shocking battle.

Going further up, Tang Hao saw the world of the Longbo God Clan...

After reading it, Tang Hao frowned.

This Long Bo is at the realm of a false immortal, almost at the peak of the Nine Tribulations, and the realm of a half-step true immortal is already very powerful in his opinion, but it was nothing in ancient times, especially among the powerful Long Bo god clan, he was the lowest-level existence.

Therefore, through his memory, Tang Hao did not learn much about it.

He has some basic situations, such as the overall strength, cultivation system, and various magical powers of the Longbo God clan.

"It turns out that there are many races in the Longbo God clan. This one controls the power of thunder and belongs to the Thunder Clan. Moreover, they are not all so huge in normal times. They can easily change their size."

After digesting these memories, Tang Hao opened his eyes.

"How about it?"

The old locust tree fell from the sky and asked.

Tang Hao smiled bitterly at him. The Longbo God clan was even stronger than he expected.

"You don't have to worry too much!" Lao Huaishu comforted.

"Yes! It's useless to worry!"

Tang Hao smiled and stood up.

"Captain Tang!"

The Lord of the Ancient Saint Mountain stood not far away, bowed to this side, and called out.

He lowered his head and looked at the unimaginable body on the ground, his face full of shock.

Master Tang... actually killed this ancient giant god. Such magical powers were simply terrifying!

Tang Hao looked at him and smiled and said, "Your mission to Ancient Saint Mountain is over. You can leave now and you don't have to stay in Qiyuan anymore."

The Lord of the Gusheng Mountain was stunned and his face was a little dazed.

Yes! His mission to the Ancient Saint Mountain is to guard the seal, but now, everything in the seal has been removed and there is no threat anymore, so there is naturally no need for his Ancient Saint Mountain to exist.

Then, he looked a little excited.

Without guarding the seal anymore, he was free and could leave Qiyuan, go to the vast starry sky, and pursue a higher realm.

"Your talisman may not be useful. Today's Wahuangtian may not remember your ancient holy mountain." Tang Hao said again, "Let's do this, I will take people to Pangu soon. You can go with me. At that time, you will hold that talisman and go to Wahuangtian."

"Thank you, Master Tang!"

The ancient sage mountain master was happy to say.

If you can enter the sky of Wa, it is naturally the best.

"You go first, I will notify you then!" Tang Hao said to him.

The Lord of the Ancient Saint Mountain thanked him again and left.

Tang Hao lowered his head and looked at the huge divine body on the ground, his brows frowned again.

He originally wanted to refine this divine body into the Kunlun giant god, but now he saw that this divine body was too big and the difficulty of refining was too great.

"Put it away first, then study it!"

Tang Hao opened the Zhuxian King Ring and took away this divine body.

The space in the Zhuxian King Ring is the largest, enough to accommodate this huge body.

"This is a divine body after all, and the flesh and blood inside is of great research value. Maybe I can still find out the practice method of the Longbo clan!"

Tang Hao murmured.

Then, he brushed his sleeves and collected all the nine-color crystal fog that spread around him, and then used his magical power to move mountains to restore the mountain range, and then left.

He stayed in Qiyuan for a few days and then went to the Jiumen Star Domain.

A month later, he took the migrant personnel selected from the Jiumen Star Domain and went to Donglin Star. Then, he went to the Central Holy Star, where all the people from all directions gathered here.
Chapter completed!