As if he heard the discussion, the cold-faced old man showed a hint of disdain on his old face. His hands that had stopped suddenly moved again, and a stream of energy shot out, and fingers appeared on the ground. A hole the size of your head, bottomless,
Although it seems that the Chunfeng Pavilion is extremely powerful, in the eyes of these real top forces, it is still a joke, a place of romance, or even a tool for them to collect intelligence.
"I hope to see the Holy Son of Tyrant."
Spring exhaled, as if she didn't see the disdain on his face, still with a smile like foaming spring breeze, and said in a sweet voice,
"I want to see our Holy Son."
The cold-faced old man glanced up and down Chunfeng's body without any scruples. Finally, a lustful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, "The most beautiful woman in Chunfeng Pavilion, tsk tsk, she is indeed good, but... Our Holy Lord has issued a death order, and this person must be removed, so you should give up, but I will still tell you about our Holy Son, hehe..."
After that, he ignored the spring and started shooting on his own. Feng Hao, who was forced underground, could hardly hide. There were already more than a dozen holes in his body, dripping with blood.
Hearing this, the smile on Chunchun's pretty face slowly faded, and her eyebrows frowned tightly.
Although many people felt distressed, no one was willing to come forward at this time. At most, they were trying to comfort her.
"Don't blame me for not warning you. I won't be responsible for any accidental injuries if you enter this area."
The sinister voice of the old man with a cold face came again, cutting off the last hope of spring.
She also guessed that the disadvantages of Feng Hao's giant beast might take some time to settle down. She originally wanted to delay it, but this cold-faced old man was indifferent and his heart was as cold as stone, cold and hard.
…
"The Overlord Holy Lord."
When these words came down vaguely, Feng Hao felt a chill in his heart.
It seems that the second group of people sent out are not the work of the Holy Son of Tyrant, but the Holy Lord of Tyrant.
It is enough to show that the Holy Son of Tyrant is extremely conceited. He believes that he can force Feng Hao to use his trump card, and then, with the help of those ambush troops, he can defeat Feng Hao.
"It seems that Holy Son Tyrant did not inform Holy Lord Tyrant of the news."
This is the only lucky thing. However, in such a desperate situation at this time, it is not much better.
Feeling that the little ball was basically in a coma in his arms, the bitter smile on Feng Hao's lips became even thicker.
It seems that I am in doom this time.
He regretted that he was not cautious enough and underestimated the foundations of these top forces in the Penglai world.
This time, Tyrant Holy Land has spent a lot of money to get rid of him. The teleportation formation used by this cold-faced old man is extremely rare, and an accelerated teleportation ancient formation that can only be used once is extremely costly. It is only higher than the passive teleportation formation used by Tyrant Son, and the success rate is extremely low.
Come to think of it, Holy Lord Ba Tian also realized that he had the trump card of giant beast, and was afraid of causing a catastrophe in the future, so the price he used was no less than Jiang Feng.
"Is this considered an honor?"
His eyes gradually turned cold, and he communicated with Fen Lao, "Master, rush out."
"No, you can't bear being hit by the holy soldiers with your physique."
Mr. Fen directly rejected it, and then, instead of replying, he quickly shuttled underground,
"Chi."
Because of a slight hesitation, a blood hole appeared on Feng Hao's shoulder. It penetrated directly and spurted out golden blood, making his already pale complexion pale again.
"Master, as well as the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon Seal, should be able to temporarily withstand an attack."
Feng Hao's eyes flashed with brilliance and he said with great certainty,
This thing once saved his life and withstood the punishment of heaven without being damaged. It is obvious that its material is special. Even if the elder who is about to enter the peak realm of the Great Sage wants to destroy it, it is unlikely.
"Okay, let's break through first and enter Dongding City. Only when we reach the city will Batian Holy Land have any scruples."
In an instant, Mr. Fen also made a decision and thought it was worth a fight.
Divine weapons cannot be destroyed by anyone.
Although the Tyrant Son may pursue Feng Hao at all costs, at the very least, these guys will have some scruples when they take action. At that time, as long as they can delay time and wait until Xiao Qiuqiu recovers, It is their death day,
After that, Mr. Fen quickly circled the ground and deliberately tried to break through from all sides...
"Boy, get ready, one, two, three..."
"Buzz,..."
As soon as the word "three" came out, Feng Hao instantly raised the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon Seal and hung it above his head, while Fen Lao also suddenly changed his direction and headed straight towards Dongding City, as fast as lightning.
"No, stop him, he will enter the city."
The two Supreme Elders naturally saw through Feng Hao's intentions and immediately shouted loudly, reminding the five elders around them,
"Chichichi..."
At the location of Dongding City was a middle-aged man. He was holding a big knife and kept swinging it down, cutting off a trail of Dao Senbai knife marks. He kept sinking into the abyss of the ground. The land was covered like tofu. cutting,
"clang."
At the moment when it passed by, the knife mark struck Feng Hao's head accurately, directly smashing the big dragon liberated from the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal. Then, it hit the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal heavily, and suddenly It makes a sound like metal hitting...
Taking advantage of this moment, Feng Hao passed through this line of defense, but the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal was cut down into the abyss and could not be recovered for a while.
Obviously, this blow will probably bring the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal back to its original point.
Feng Hao was not feeling well, his head was buzzing, and his mind was greatly traumatized. Fortunately, Mr. Fen was in charge of all this, and he rushed towards Dongding City at an undiminished speed.
Hope is in sight. As long as he enters the city, he has hope of survival.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Several figures suddenly flew out of Dongding City and stood in front of the city. Da Ma Jin Dao stood with a surging breath. A huge force seeped into the ground. Although the ground did not collapse, some rocks underneath it But it was directly destroyed by the earthquake. If it were a human being, it would definitely not be any better than the fate of these stones.
"It turned out to be the group of people from the Tyrant Holy Land in Dongding City..."
Someone in the crowd revealed their identity, and Feng Hao, who was underground at this time, felt cold in his heart.
"I'll see where you go this time."
The cold-faced old man who was chasing after him laughed wildly, with a proud and evil smile on his face.
"I'll see where you go this time."
Just before he finished speaking, an even colder and joking voice fell from the sky,
[PS: There’s so much scolding, it’s embarrassing. Xiami has said it many times. If there are no updates for no reason, there are definitely only two possibilities. First, he is seriously ill and is hospitalized. Second, there is a power outage. Xiami lives in the countryside. , you should be aware of the power outage rate in the countryside,】
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