The fighting spirit is soaring, the domineering power is soaring into the sky, and the ferocious aura is disturbing people's minds. The young human race man is really like a ferocious god from ancient times who has come to this world, looking down at the world and shocking people's hearts.
"He is really a human being."
The hearts of the strong men outside were shaking violently, and they could not calm down the shock in their hearts.
They couldn't believe what their eyes saw.
In that tsunami-like tide, Feng Hao was still like a pine tree, standing in the middle of the torrent, unshakable. Moreover, every time he swung his sword, the wave would be swept away by him.
A crack of several meters was opened, just like torn leather.
This scene simply overturned their understanding of the extremely weak human race. They could not believe that the human race could produce such a level of young genius.
Is this still the cowardly human race?
If a person with such a talent can be considered cowardly, then of course he himself is nothing.
There was a faint fever on their faces.
The human race may really have that kind of top genius appear...
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"Such a secret skill, it can even be called... a magical skill."
Seeing that Feng Hao was able to withstand the pressure of his own aura, the mysterious strong man was also shaken in his heart and murmured in his mouth.
That a junior could face him so fearlessly was a big shock to him.
"Either this person belongs to me, or..."
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.
Slowly, the momentum around him dissipated, and his aura became calm. After a while, the rising and falling space around him also calmed down, leaving only a messy scene.
He did not move, but quietly looked at Feng Hao in the tomb, as if waiting for Feng Hao to come out.
The scene suddenly fell into silence...
As soon as his pressure was removed, Feng Hao woke up from the oppression and withdrew from that artistic conception. The giant sword in his hand dissipated, and the redness in his eyes slowly receded, becoming ferocious.
The anger disappeared, as if nothing had happened, which made the strong men outside sigh with emotion.
If they had not seen the scene just now, who would have believed that this seemingly frail young man could possess such power.
"Hey,."
After waking up, Feng Hao discovered the changes in his brain and the orifice barrier that had become much thinner. "Fortunately, it almost caused a catastrophe..."
Thinking of the horror, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Although he now has control over the seventh level of virtual martial power, he still feels a little frightened when he thinks of the divine punishment he faced last time.
He still didn't have the confidence to withstand the final blow.
Moreover, this time's heavenly punishment is definitely not comparable to the last time the eight orifices were opened. It may be a second level of heavenly punishment.
Then, I am afraid that even now, he may be annihilated under the punishment of heaven.
If it weren't for the pressure removed by this mysterious strong man, then Feng Hao would definitely have opened the ninth orifice in this ignorant state.
"call……"
Feng Hao exhaled a long breath of white air, his eyes were focused, and he did not relax at all. His eyes were still on the mysterious strong man.
This matter is far from over.
He knew that the people of the 'Immortal' organization would never let him go so easily. Although it seemed that he was holding on under his pressure at this time, what he relied on was the powerful imprisonment of the tomb. , otherwise, if he were in the outside world, he would have been crushed to death countless times.
And Haotian also knew this, so he didn't let go of his frown.
If others stopped him, he would have the confidence to leave with Feng Hao, but if it were the mysterious strong man...
He himself may be able to leave safely, but Feng Hao, a person who has not yet been promoted to the holy level, will definitely be in danger of his life.
"'Immortal' organization..."
Qiong Ling'er, Wan Xin, Yan Qing, and the three girls all had a cold light flashing in their eyes.
They are Feng Hao's reverse scale, and Feng Hao is also their reverse scale.
There is no doubt about the power of the 'Immortal' organization, but at this moment, they swore in their hearts that if Feng Hao really made a mistake, as long as they could leave here alive, they would definitely aim to destroy the 'Immortal' organization in the future.
At this moment, although everything seems to be calm, in fact, a bigger storm is brewing.
"You... are very good."
When Feng Hao slowly walked to the door of the tomb, the mysterious strong man spoke lightly. It seemed that his expression did not fluctuate at all. He was like a king, and in his eyes, the world was just a humble commoner. Let him knead it.
Although Feng Hao behaved extremely tyrannically, it was still easy for him to take his life.
Listening to his compliments, Feng Hao did not change his expression. There was no trace of pride on his delicate face. He was still looking at him coldly, his eyes were as calm as the surface of a calm lake.
"I wonder if you are interested in joining our 'immortal' organization. With your talent, it is not impossible to ascend to the throne in the future."
The corners of the mouth of the mysterious strong man's mask were slightly curved, and he spoke words that could make all the strong men in the scene feel excited. Even the three young members around him seemed a little nervous.
Indeed, if Feng Hao joins the 'immortal' organization, then as long as he grows up, he may indeed ascend to the throne.
That is an existence that can represent the 'immortal' organization externally.
Even the leaders of the major races still have to worry about it.
It can also be said that the most powerful person in the Hundred Races Continent, excluding the leaders of the major races, is the throne of the 'immortal' organization.
An organization can have ten leader-level figures. How can it not be powerful?
"It seems that I can't refuse."
Hearing this, Feng Hao also curved the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a calm tone.
"wind……"
Xie Yandong and others wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Haotian.
Although he had not gotten along with this little guy for a short time, Haotian believed that Feng Hao was definitely not the kind of person who would give up everything in pursuit of strength and eternal life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so desperate to come to Xuanmingtian.
It can be seen that this little guy is definitely a person who values affection and justice.
"Of course, joining our 'immortal' organization is definitely a clear decision."
Seeing Feng Hao like this, the mysterious powerhouse was also a little surprised, but the corners of his mouth quietly curved in a playful arc.
However, Feng Hao's last words made the corners of his mouth stiffen.
"Unfortunately, I'm not interested..."
Feng Hao's plain words were like a breeze blowing through everyone's hearts. Hearing these words, the strong men around him looked at him in astonishment. However, in the tomb, Qiong Ling'er and others had curved lips. With a touch of joy,
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