Looking at the old man from the Wuling Tribe who was lying on the ground as if he was a dead dog, all the powerful men secretly took a breath of cold air, their eyes full of horror.
This legendary forging master of the human race, beyond everyone's expectation, possesses extremely strong strength, and defeated the great sage from the Wuling clan with one blow.
It can be seen that not only has his casting skills reached the ultimate peak, but his strength is no less than that of many strong men present. For a time, everyone looked at Haotian with a completely different expression.
"Hey...this person is very unusual..."
A hint of surprise also flashed in the eyes of the mysterious strong man.
The reason is that Haotian's method of exerting force is almost perfect, and he can use all the energy in his body. To this extent, even he cannot do it.
"We, the Witch Spirit Clan, will never give up."
The ugly old man vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Looking at Haotian, who looked like a god of war who created the world, he panicked, left a harsh word, and quickly rushed outside.
"Want to leave,."
A cold light flashed in Haotian's eyes, and he raised the giant hammer in his hand again, hitting him directly on the back.
Since you have already offended him, there is no need to be polite to him.
"Rumble..."
The huge hammer shadow was so powerful that it opened up the space with a majestic momentum that created the world. It was like it had eyes, and it hit the ugly old man's back directly.
"Witch Shield."
A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the ugly old man, and he murmured in detail. He hurriedly raised up the mantras that filled the sky like stars, and formed a shield to resist.
“Boom…”
The giant hammer fell, and the force was like breaking bamboo. When the shield condensed by the spell came into contact, it opened wide cracks, and then exploded directly after half a moment. The scene was like a huge boulder falling into the calm. In the lake, the original calmness was broken, countless ripples appeared, and the surrounding space was torn apart. The dark cracks were very scary, and the ugly old man was even more miserable, with his back almost covered with wounds. It exploded, and even Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and he was blown away. Then, like a bereaved dog, he gritted his teeth and quickly rushed towards the outside world, not even daring to say harsh words. There were bloodstains all over the road.
"snort."
Seeing this, Haotian did not pursue him, but just snorted with disdain, turned his hand, and put away the giant hammer. His cold eyes swept across the strong men of the clans, making them panic. Not many dared to do so. Looking into his eyes.
With just two casual strikes, the strong man from the Witch Spirit Tribe was able to escape like a lost dog. With such strength, few people in this situation dare to say that they can do it.
Because of these two hammers, the originally turbulent thoughts of many strong men slowly calmed down.
This is definitely a strong man who is not easy to mess with.
But they did not leave, their willingness was simple, because they wanted to determine whether the young man who could defeat the three people of the 'Immortal' organization by himself was from the human race. Moreover, although Haotian was strong, there was another point in this scene. The existence of an individual can definitely suppress him.
A mysterious and powerful man from the 'Immortal' organization.
Obviously, the ‘immortal’ organization came out of nowhere for something in the tomb. However, judging from the current situation, it seems that it was taken away by that young man...
Let me ask, can this mysterious and powerful man give up and let it go?
Therefore, even if it was a small show of authority, Haotian did not relax at all. Instead, his mind became more and more heavy.
The secret that Feng Hao is the Lord of Xuwu must not be exposed, otherwise, he will have endless troubles in the future.
Back then, the previous generation of Xuwu Lord was so powerful that he ran rampant in the Hundred Tribes Continent and gained a great reputation. However, at the same time, he offended many powerful people from all walks of life. Although the powerful people in that period were Those who have died have long since died, but how can their descendants let go of this hatred.
When the time comes, Feng Hao, who has not grown up, will not be able to cope with it, and the human race will also suffer great pressure from this.
However, these are still secondary. The most important thing is that even he cannot cope with the current situation.
"You brat, you can cause problems for others..."
The corners of Haotian's mouth curved slightly into a bitter arc.
It's really not easy to find an apprentice by yourself.
"It turns out that he is a casting master..."
Listening to some comments in his ears, the mysterious strong man also learned about Haotian's true identity. Suddenly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Haotian, it turns out to be him..."
Although he is reclusive, he still knows the name of the world's top casting master.
"Master Haotian."
He pursed his lips and spoke quietly. His voice was not loud, but everyone in the scene could hear it, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Um."
Haotian was also slightly startled, then turned sideways and looked at him calmly, with no change in his expression on his resolute face.
"I have heard the name of Master Haotian for a long time. I wonder if the master is interested in joining our 'immortal' organization."
The mysterious and powerful man just like chatting at home, in full view of everyone, he sent an invitation to Haotian.
"hiss……"
It was so straightforward that all the powerful men could not help but take a breath, and those old antiques had a look of envy in their eyes.
The 'immortal' organization is powerful and mysterious. It can be said that being able to join the 'immortal' organization is actually a recognition of one's abilities.
After all, if ordinary people can enter a powerful organization, it will weaken.
The 'immortal' organization has always been very powerful, that's because as long as they are strong, the weak will be directly and ruthlessly eliminated.
According to legend, there are only ten people in the 'immortal' organization who can be called the 'immortal' organization. This has always been the case. When walking outside, only these ten people can represent the 'immortal' organization.
At this time, the mysterious and powerful man in front of him is undoubtedly one of the top ten lords of the Immortal organization, but I don’t know where he ranks.
Facing such an invitation from him, Haotian couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Immediately, the expression in his eyes returned to calm, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said lightly, "Not interested."
So what about the 'immortal' organization? Could it be that it could help him create the emperor's weapon? Otherwise, why would he join the 'immortal' organization?
As for immortality, this is just a joke. If the people of the 'immortal' organization can really live forever, then the continent of hundreds of tribes would have been ruled by them long ago.
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