Martial Inverse

The small ball seems to have a pair of piercing eyes, and has been killing the records of the two saints in succession, leaving the remaining four saints to be guilty.

"It's terrible. Shanghang the holy king, find out exactly where this guy is coming from, and whether the demon **** of the demon **** world has come."

The one who was able to escape under the joint protection of the three saints is now terrified.

If the demon saint comes, even if the group of saints comes to Bacheng strength, most of them will drink hate.

In fact, now the small ball is in their eyes, similar to the advent of the demon god, powerful and terrible, but anyway, they still have to find out the identity of the small ball.

After all, if the Holy King is already able to descend on the earth, why are they, the Son of God, still coming together?

Come and serve as a human sandbag for Lord Saint?

They only hope that ... the small ball must not be a certain demon king of the demon **** world, otherwise, they will be in danger of life on earth at any time.

Feng Hao looked far away, and saw the departed fledgling Son, the corner of his mouth still raised the slight arc, confident, but also with a hint of jokes.

"Feng Hao, we are going to challenge you. If you have the ability to rush to us, what is the skill of letting this great demon friend?"

A saint appeared from the void, staring like a torch, staring at Feng Hao.

In his opinion, Feng Hao was a weak chicken, but only when he found a strong backing as strong as a small ball, was he able to sit calmly on a four-legged worm.

"I don't know the sky is thick!" Feng Hao said coldly.

The Shengzi's eyes lighted, and he thought he was not the opponent of the small ball, but Bacheng was in his body. It was easy to kill Feng Hao.

Being able to make a name for his Protoss, even if the small ball kills him? In a critical moment, it is enough to learn Ziyan Shengzi Yuanshen to escape.

They challenged Feng Hao, and also measured the strength of Feng Hao and Ziyan Zizi, and concluded that ... their 80% of their strength, beheading Feng Hao was nothing more than a spoil.

"How high is the sky? Can you wait for mortals to understand? Even if you have the opportunity to build the Supreme Avenue, you are not qualified to say how high the sky is and how thick the land is! Only my Protoss is qualified to win because I Protoss is the Son of Heaven! "

The shouting name showed a chilling chill in his eyes. He stretched his hands out, fantasizing that he was God, and opened a kind and generous embrace to the earth ’s beings.

"You're tired!"

The small ball sinks into the channel, this kind of small dregs is not worthy of Feng Hao's shot at all, it just beheaded to kill.

However, when it turned into a streamer, and intended to slap the holy son with a paw, Feng Hao said, "Leave this guy to me!"

Xiaoqiu looked at the clamoring Son with pity, and turned to the other three Sons.

"You have some guts, I'll leave it to a whole corpse later."

The Son was ecstatic and very satisfied with his sensational methods. He said in a few words and forced Fenghao to take action.

Before they came, they knew that Feng Hao had integrated the ancient Chinese monks with his strength.

Now, what he has to do is to kill Feng Hao and let Feng Hao's fame fall to the bottom. Their **** sons regain control of the earth and lay a good foundation for future opportunities.

Huh!

Feng Hao didn't laugh, but the fire unicorn he sat down couldn't help but burst into tears, and his face was scornful to the divine Son.

Feng Hao's strength is too clear. With just one finger, he can suppress the awakening of that power in his body. If the full strength broke out, it would be impossible to imagine.

"Ok?"

The saint frowned and stared at the fire unicorn with a mischievous face, saying: "I will chop you to death and cook you on the top of Yulong Snow Mountain."

Roar!

The fire unicorn was furious, with an angry fire spewing from his eyes, and his breath was a burning heat wave.

Too irritating, this arrogant guy actually said to cook it.

"Master, you can't bear it, this can't be tolerated!"

Huo Qilin blinked his eyes instantly, regardless of Feng Hao on his back, and slammed into the saint like a bull.

Life is dazzling, like a sky fire, penetrating the sky with the power of extinction.

"A weak reptile!"

The saint whispered softly, snapped his body in one vertical direction, and snapped it with a swift palm. Instantly, he filled a huge palm that emerged out of thin air, and banged the fire unicorn directly into the ground.

The holy flame on his body was also extinguished by more than half.

The strength of the Son of God is obviously not to be underestimated, especially ... the Son of God with eight levels of strength.

There is a very big difference with the Son of the Thousand Gods and the Son of Ziyan who came before. The strength is not at a level.

"Haha!"

After seeing the fire, Kirin was easily suppressed by him, and an invincible pride was born.

At this moment, he had a feeling that he was in control of the world.

So, looking at Feng Hao's eyes became colder, as if looking at a dying person.

At the same time, the events in Yulong Snow Mountain attracted the attention of the ancient monks in Huaxia.

Because the descendants of Duanmuyang family are too powerful, so powerful that they all feel a little emotional.

After all, there is also a powerful Protoss standing behind them. If the Protoss comes down, they will be able to win more opportunities and resources for them.

Today, the earth is no longer the kind of aura that it used to be, but it seems to be back to the most suitable age for spiritual practice.

"Feng Hao is probably dead."

"Yes, the Holy Son that the Duanmu family came to this time is very scary. The strong ones who are not immortal will be terrible. Together, they may be able to compete with the emperor."

"According to the information left by the ancestors, the Son is indeed very powerful. He is beyond the existence of Xianzong, and the King is equivalent to the Emperor ..."

"Well, this is a fact, and there is a powerful existence above the fairy emperor ..."

The ancient monks were paying attention to every move here, but they did not show up, but chose to wait and see.

Under the background of great opportunities, their thinking has also changed a lot. If Feng Hao cannot show the power to crush everything, they will make a new choice and compromise to a greater opportunity.

"Feng Hao, do you have something to say? Now kneel down and recognize Ben Shengzi as the master, Ben Shengzi can accept you as one ..."

At that moment, the Holy Son was also full of spirits. He even had the meaning of * naked shame in his words, but he didn't finish his words. He just felt a flower in front of his eyes. Suddenly there was a severe pain in the abdomen. Shrink like a needle.

"This……"

Shengzi's eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't help shaking, he found that a large hole appeared in his body for no reason, and it was transparent before and after.

At this moment, however, he could not see the trace of Feng Hao. Obviously, Feng Hao had caused such damage.

Fortunately, his strong strength allows him to not lose his life without even hurting the vitals, and even recover his body a little bit.

However, the sense of humiliation brought by the heavy blow made the sage feel extremely angry while fearing, and he was furious and said, "Dead, dead!"

Suddenly, the prince's hair was spread out, and the whole body flashed with thunder, as if the thunder **** had come.