"What are you trying to do?"
Feng Hao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and tried to control the long skirt to cover Prometheus' body.
Prometheus ignored Feng Hao's words and also used his divine sense to suppress the skirt.
Feng Hao admitted that Prometheus was indeed perfect, but he wasn't a stud, so he used his divine sense to control the skirt to rise up again.
Prometheus was determined to take it off …
Rip!
After a stalemate, the skirt was shredded into strips of cloth.
This made Feng Hao feel awkward.
"Hehe, you two sure are in a good mood … if this lord doesn't say anything, won't you fly to the sky?"
The sudden voice in the room startled both Feng Hao and Prometheus.
It seemed like when they came in, they really didn't look to see if there was anyone in the room.
But … Feng Hao soon found out who it was.
Xiao Qiuqiu!
Fortunately, Prometheus was now wearing a shirt at some point.
To avoid awkwardness.
Xiao Qiuqiu jumped down from the wardrobe in the room and landed on Feng Hao's shoulder, sizing up Prometheus with its inky black eyes.
Similarly, Prometheus also liked sizing him up.
"You're not human?" Xiao Qiuqiu asked.
Prometheus nodded: "I'm the Asura King of the God realm."
"Asura King?"
Xiao Qiuqiu was startled, feeling that it was very strange for a woman to call herself King or Empress.
But this Prometheus in front of him, he really did have that 'I'm the King' aura.
Prometheus smiled at Xiao Qiuqiu, then winked: "Come, let this King hug you."
Xiao Qiuqiu looked too cute, the type that people liked very easily.
Feng Hao smiled: "He won't let you hug him, this guy likes to stick to me …"
However, before Feng Hao could finish, Xiao Qiuqiu had already jumped onto Prometheus.
The atmosphere was very awkward.
"Hehe …"
Prometheus laughed and hugged little Dandelion in his arms. He stroked its smooth fur and chuckled. "Why don't I feel like he's always clinging to you?"
Feng Hao glared fiercely at Little Ball. What a shameless fellow.
However, he also heaved a sigh of relief.
At the very least, Prometheus would not pester him anymore. That scene just now was too terrifying.
He still had lingering fears.
"After you left, I sensed a strange fluctuation …"
Little Ball suddenly said.
His expression was slightly worried. It was obvious that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Feng Hao was puzzled. "What fluctuations?"
"It seems that some powerful existence made a breakthrough in his cultivation base … and left this world. Could it be said that he ascended?"
The ball was also very confused. That aura suddenly became very strong, and then disappeared.
It was like the feeling of ascension.
"Where?" Feng Hao asked.
Little Ball shook his head. "This is a fluctuation. I can't determine the source. I can only tell you that there is such a thing."
"Actually, there's no need to care so much. This Gui Yuan Sword Sect is pretty good. I'm going to sleep first …"
Little Ball's head was in front of Prometheus' chest, rubbing back and forth, very shameless …
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He had the urge to grab Little Ball and give it a good beating.
After all, he was a Beast God …
Can't he have some integrity?
Seeing that Little Ball couldn't explain it, Feng Hao did not think too deeply about the fluctuation of ascension.
In the cultivation realm, Ascension Stage experts were only Great Ascension Stage experts. They were not even comparable to Demonic Immortals like Bai Ling.
There was no need to get to the bottom of it.
"I'm going to the sword sect's sword pool. You and Little Ball stay here at the main peak …"
Feng Hao looked at Prometheus. He already had the embryonic form of the seed world. As long as he used the power of the seed world, he would be almost as strong as when he was at his peak.
Of course, in this chaotic world, his cultivation was not that strong.
With the example of the World Tree and the Corpse Kun, Feng Hao was still very concerned about his own strength. After all, if the core of the world awakened, the hidden experts would come out one after another. If he was not strong enough, it would be a little embarrassing …
"Can I go with you?"
Prometheus seemed to be determined to be Lin Yu's follower. His eyes blinked.
Ah …
Feng Hao could not help but break down. He suddenly regretted pulling her into his camp.
She was simply a follower.
"You can't go!"
Feng Hao said resolutely. He did not dare to be alone with Prometheus now.
"Oh!"
Prometheus turned around and sat directly on the bed in the room, looking sullen.
Fenghao chose to turn a blind eye to this and directly left.
"This guy is really like a blockhead …"
Prometheus was so angry that he jumped off the bed and stomped his feet, waking up the little ball with a start.
"What's going on? An earthquake? "
Little Ball's eyes looked around randomly.
The sulking Prometheus threw the little ball on the bed and chased after her.
"Feng Hao's luck with women … is really … unrivaled!"
Little Ball shook his head and sighed.
He was also a Beast God that could intimidate the universe, why did he not have such a romantic encounter? What a melancholy life.
…
Relying on his connection with the Xuan-Yuan Sword, Feng Hao directly descended on the waist of a sword-shaped tall mountain.
On the waist of the mountain, there was a huge stone door, but it emitted a sharp sword intent.
But after Fenghao walked over, the sword intent immediately cheered and leaped, and there was no sense of sharpness at all.
Rumble!
The stone door of the sword mountain opened on its own.
If Gusu Baiyu was here, he would definitely be stunned. Because the door of the sword pool could only be opened by the Sword Sect Leader of each generation.
Not long after Feng Hao entered the sword pool, Prometheus followed. And then … the stone door of the sword pool opened on its own.
Sensing the movement, Feng Hao turned back to look at the entrance. Instantly … he was convinced!
"Didn't I tell you to stay in your room? Do you believe that this Emperor will make you return to the starry sky, or throw you into my world? "
Feng Hao was really depressed. He did not wish for others to follow him when it came to things that involved cultivation or secrets.
But Prometheus came uninvited. Logically speaking, he should be angry, but Feng Hao discovered that he could not get angry at all.
This was completely different from his style.
"You're already my world …"
Prometheus looked at Feng Hao with a serious expression.
Pu!
When Fenghao heard this, he almost fell down from the deep pit in the belly of the mountain.
At the bottom of the pit was the sword pool …
Feng Hao looked down. The white light interweaved into an eggshell-shaped light screen, enveloping the tens of thousands of swords. At the same time, the sword intent seemed to be breathing, fluctuating rhythmically.
In the center of the sword pool, there was an ancient bronze sword. It looked ordinary, but it was surrounded by tens of thousands of swords.
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