Feng Hao blocked the way of the Holy Son Jin Xin. The latter's pupils shrank, obviously he did not expect Feng Hao's speed to reach such a level that others could hear him.
Even he is beyond reach.
"Haha, this Jin Xin's body is not pregnant enough. If I can absorb the essence of this beast before it comes, the power I will have when it comes will be seven to eight times as powerful as me."
The Holy Son looked at Feng Hao, whose wings were flapping behind him, and shook his head in annoyance.
However, as soon as he comes down, it will be enough to sweep across the entire earth's cultivation world. For just a guy who flies on wings, he can kill dozens of them with one slap.
"I already know that your strength is relatively strong, but in front of this Holy Son, you are just a chicken and a dog. You might as well kneel down and surrender to me and be my vanguard. I can even teach you advanced skills.
Practice the Dharma."
The Holy Son's golden pupils exuded a holy and powerful aura, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking very calm.
Before he came, he saw Feng Hao's methods through Jin Xin's body. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't think he could compare with him.
You can suppress it at will!
"Teach me how to practice?"
Feng Hao suddenly wanted to laugh, it was like a child showing off his toys to an adult.
Pangu, the majestic Lord God of the Great Thousand World, has been able to create the most advanced techniques by relying on the laws of the Great Thousand World.
Do you still need someone else to teach you?"
"Holy Son, please teach us how to practice. We are willing to be your loyal vanguard and your good slaves."
"Yes, I have outstanding talent. As long as you teach me advanced cultivation techniques, I can become your most loyal slave, the Holy Son, and conquer the world for you."
In the ancestral land of the Jin family, those Jin family members had extremely fanatical eyes and were praying devoutly, as if the cultivation methods spoken by the Holy Son were extremely tempting.
It has made them completely crazy.
The Holy Son enjoyed the prayers of these Jin family members. He looked at Feng Hao with a smile and said, "That's right. Were you also very excited when you heard that I taught you the advanced practice method? You know, this Holy Son
I agreed because I admire you. Most people don't have this honor."
The Holy Son looked arrogant. He stood in the void, just like the god in mythology.
In Xiaoqiuqiu's live broadcast room, Chinese netizens were also excited. This was an alien from outside. Just like Thor in the Marvel movie, he came from the universe and was very domineering.
"It's so domineering. This Holy Son looks invincible."
"I'm an invincible idiot. If I, Feng Hao, take action, the Holy Son won't be enough to watch."
Countless ordinary people who have witnessed all this are looking forward to the results.
They have experienced too many incredible things during this period, and have become completely accustomed to this group of existences hidden outside the world.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that they are in the era of information explosion. They have read countless novels and have a very strong mentality.
"Let's do this. You tell me where you are from, and maybe I will forget about it and let you live. You know, you and the Jin family have touched my bottom line."
Feng Hao thought for a while and gave Shengzi a choice.
However, these words made the Holy Son furious, his golden body glowed brightly, and his aura became very unstable.
"Ant, I'm so shameless, I'll kill you first!"
When the Holy Son was furious, divine light pulsed in his golden pupils, and he stretched out his right hand. There was not the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, but the surrounding space was trembling.
His hand seemed to have traveled through time and space and appeared directly in front of Feng Hao.
Vaguely, Feng Hao saw the crushed space under the palm of the Holy Son. Although the cracks in the space were as thin as gravel, Feng Hao had no doubt about how terrifying the power of that space was.
"I have experienced a lot of things and met a lot of people. I told you the same thing, but their endings were relatively... very miserable!"
Feng Hao looked calm. Facing the Holy Son's attack, he raised his Qilin arm. Suddenly, a Qilin silhouette vaguely appeared in the void, roaring towards the sky.
And Feng Hao's right hand suddenly shot down, and the terrifying pressure it contained was like the sky falling, and the whole space was buzzing and trembling.
"Ah! It's a scam!"
The Holy Son's golden pupils twitched. He felt this pressure that made him tremble with fear. When he was panicking, he screamed strangely.
He knew that the timing of his arrival was very wrong. Feng Hao was not that powerful. Unless he himself came down, he might be able to fight.
But now...
Bang!
Before the Holy Son had time to react, Feng Hao's palm was struck with a devastating blow, and the Holy Son's body was even driven into the thunder pool.
Crackling!
Countless thunderstorms shattered the Saint Son's clothes, and his whole body was completely charred, except for the pair of golden pupils, which looked particularly dazzling under the dark body.
Wow!
Little Qiuqiu sat on Little Black Head, and the camera of the mobile phone was pointed at the Holy Son who was photographed underground. The camera zoomed in to give a big close-up.
And in the officially expanded live broadcast room, hundreds of millions of people were stunned by the scene in front of them.
The Holy Son spurted blood from his mouth and nose, and his whole body was charred black. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, his eyes were lifeless, and he seemed to have lost any memories.
"I...what kind of existence did I encounter? This Holy Son has arrived and is invincible in the world. Why can't I even receive a single palm?"
Moist crystals slipped from the corners of Saint Son's eyes, and he cried.
The netizens in the live broadcast room were even more excited. Some were shocked, some were regretful, and some were enthusiastic. The gifts and 666 that filled the screen made the little ball feel excited.
It seemed that it was not Feng Hao who turned the Holy Son into a dead dog, but his beast god.
"Old fellows, just now this bullshit Holy Son said he wanted to eat me and the Black Dragon. How do you want to punish this Holy Son?"
Xiao Qiuqiu pointed the camera at himself and said: "Again, this is not recorded in advance, nor is it a movie. It really happened in front of you. Click on the follow button in the upper right corner, and you will decide the fate of the Holy Son."
Wow!
After hearing what Xiao Qiuqiu said, the entire live broadcast room exploded.
"Braised Holy Son!"
"Can it be eaten when braised in soy sauce? That's a human being. I think if he takes off his clothes and pants and parades him through the streets, he's an extraterrestrial saint. If he dares to come to Earth and do evil, I'm going to kill him."
"The whip drips wax..."
"Holy shit, big brother, your hobbies are a bit different, you don't even let men go? You faggot."
"Who is your big brother? I am a girl, a cute girl."
"..."
The fans in the live broadcast room were excited. Little Qiuqiu was very excited. He felt that the Internet on Earth was so interesting. He finally understood why Feng Hao liked playing computer games when he first came to Earth. It turned out to be so exciting.
"Holy Son, stop lying down. My old friends have said that you will be stripped naked and paraded in public, with wax dripping from your whip..." Little Qiuqiu said to the loveless Holy Son.
"Don't mess around. You don't think you know where he comes from? Will there be other beings coming? If you don't ask about such an important thing, please put down your live broadcast."
Feng Hao glared at Xiao Qiuqiu.
"All right!"
Xiao Qiuqiu looked into Feng Hao's eyes and knew that he might be really angry. He immediately said sorry to the fans.
Little Claws, ignoring the wails of fans in the live broadcast room, turned off the live broadcast.
In an instant, all the netizens on the Internet were furious. The most exciting part was gone. Wouldn’t this cost people’s lives?
Some fans even smashed their mobile phones or computers, feeling extremely depressed.