Feng Hao glanced at the young man carrying the heavy sword on his back. He always felt that these saints of the God Realm were very unscrupulous. Almost all of them had this arrogant posture.
"How brave you are to call this emperor by his first name!" Feng Hao's lips curved up, seeming to sneer.
"Great emperors have existed in the human world since ancient times, but in front of my divine realm, they are just ordinary people."
The Holy Son of the Heavy Sword also sneered, as if he had already regarded Feng Hao as a secular emperor, such as the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors. As for the secular emperors, the Holy Son of the Heavy Sword, as a man in the divine realm standing on top of the world, he really did not regard Feng Hao as a worldly emperor.
See it in your eyes.
Even if the Holy Son in the lower world was killed by him just now, it was because his cultivation was not as good as others. In addition, the black puppy who couldn't see the depth of his cultivation took action, so he lost several Holy Sons.
But this has nothing to do with Feng Hao. The Holy Son he killed was the Holy Son of Qingyan. He was not the most powerful one. His eighth-level cultivation was only one level higher than that of the Holy Son of Purple Flame who had returned to the God Realm.
Little by little.
But the Holy Son of the Heavy Sword is different. He is known as the Holy Son of the Sky Flame. He is the first Holy Son of the entire Shenyan Clan, and his cultivation is second only to the Holy King.
His Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler has killed countless powerful men. This time, he will also add the dead soul of a human emperor.
"Emperor of the Earth?"
Feng Hao was stunned for a moment. Could it be that after killing so many great monsters from outside the realm and killing the Holy Son like a dog, in the eyes of people in the God Realm, he was still just an emperor of the earth?
"It's useless to say more. Today you broke into the dojo of our Shenyan Clan and you must die. You killed the Holy Son of the Shenyan Clan and you have become an sworn enemy of our clan. You must die!"
The Son of Heavenly Flames had a high fighting spirit and slowly pulled out the Heavy Ruler of Heavenly Flames from behind, as if carrying a sacred mountain. After the Heavy Ruler of Heavenly Flames emitted a dazzling black light, the Son of Heavenly Flames focused his eyes and struck directly at Feng Hao.
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In an instant, the storm was thundering, and seven or eight tornadoes suddenly rolled up in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, creating a scene of doomsday.
And the Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler also struck straight towards Feng Hao's head, seeming to be blessing all the power of heaven and earth on it.
Feng Hao's expression was extremely calm. As the Lord of the Great Thousand, he had fought countless battles in his life. How could a mere Holy Son move his face?
Doesn't exist!
Facing the heavy sword that destroyed everything, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword violently, and a mighty force hit him, which seemed to weigh tens of millions of tons.
Feng Hao smiled slightly. Although this kind of power was powerful, it was nothing more than a few ounces to him.
Wei Wei flicked his fingers.
The sound of 'clang' resounded throughout the whole world, and Holy Son Tianyan also felt an irresistible force rushing towards him, like a mountain torrent.
Holy Son Tianyan's expression changed, he held the sword with both hands, and tightly held the heavy sword that was about to fly away. The internal organs in his body felt as if they had been stirred by a shit stick, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
uh-huh!
With a muffled groan, the Holy Son of Heavenly Flame finally couldn't resist, and flew backwards, hitting the ancestral mountain within the Duanmu family.
Keng!
The heavy ruler of sky flames was released from his hand and plunged directly into the earth. The whole earth trembled violently, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
"Holy Son of Sky Flame!"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"
Those members of the Duanmu family from the lower realms were so frightened that they lost their souls when they saw this scene.
Even the most powerful Holy Son of Sky Flame can't withstand the finger of the earth on earth. How terrible is this?
I am afraid that only the Holy King and the Holy Emperor can compete with it.
"Too weak..." Feng Hao murmured in a low voice.
I thought that the Holy Son of Heavenly Flame would have some powerful methods, but who knew that it all depended on a magical weapon. But for Feng Hao, who owned the Pangu Divine Axe, this magical weapon was no more than a child's toy.
"Ahem~"
The Holy Son of Heavenly Flame climbed out of the Ancestral Mountain, looking like a beggar with a disgraced face.
Holy Son of Heavenly Flame stared at Feng Hao, his eyes flickering, and he was completely confused. He had miscalculated. He never expected that Feng Hao would be so terrifying. With just one finger, his body was broken.
A surefire move.
"Who are you?"
Holy Son Tianyan stared at Feng Hao and softened his tone. An ordinary human emperor could not be so powerful. Ning Yuan believed that Feng Hao was the emperor of the immortal world.
"It's not something you can just know if you want to know."
Feng Hao shook his head slightly, and rushed out. In an instant, he arrived in front of Holy Son Tianyan, raised his hand and pinched Holy Son Tianyan's neck, and picked him up like a little chicken.
Well!
It was so fast that Holy Son Tianyan blinked his eyes and then found that Feng Hao had pinched his neck.
A feeling of suffocation and imminent death came over him, and a look of panic appeared in the eyes of Holy Son Tianyan.
Given this great opportunity, he really didn't want to die. Only by living could he get that supreme opportunity.
The Holy Son of Heavenly Flame is planning how to beg for mercy, but Feng Hao intends to occupy Jade Dragon Snow Mountain as a dojo. How can he leave these remnants of the God Realm alive?
With a little force, he directly crushed the Saint's neck, which was as hard as an alloy. The latter's eyes widened, and then his pupils became dilated.
At the critical moment, Feng Hao's divine consciousness attacked and killed him without even escaping his soul, and his soul immediately disappeared.
Casually throwing away the body of the Holy Son of Sky Flame, Feng Hao floated towards the place where the Sky Flame Heavy Ruler was. After pulling out his right hand, the unicorn arm flashed red.
In a moment, the heavy ruler of sky flames, which was emitting a black light, immediately lost its layer of rust on the surface and turned into a fiery red heavy sword.
After weighing the weight, Feng Hao felt that it was very handy. With his innate magical power, the Qilin Arm, he could unleash even more powerful power.
"He, he picked up our clan's artifact..."
"How can a mortal use a divine weapon? This is the Sky Flame Heavy Ruler..."
The body of the strong man from the Shenyan Clan was trembling, and he looked at Feng Hao holding a heavy sword in one hand in horror, feeling that everything was fake.
"From now on, this place will be my dojo. Do you have any objections?"
Feng Hao's heavy sword was stuck on the ground, his eyes sternly staring at these powerful men of the Shenyan Clan in the lower realm.
"Don't be so arrogant, my clan..."
A strong man from the Shenyan Clan stood up and scolded him, but before he could finish his words, Xiao Qiuqiu's claws appeared from nowhere and slapped the Holy Son into dust with one palm.
"No, no objection..."
Seeing this scene, the other strong men of the Shenyan tribe dared to stand up and shout. At this moment, they were as obedient as a group of lambs.
Feng Hao nodded with satisfaction and chuckled: "Now the earth's opportunities are getting bigger and bigger. I'm really worried that we won't run out of opportunities..."
"Feng Emperor, little Yan Qi is willing to follow Feng Emperor, and he will never rebel forever."
Plop!
A strong man from the Shenyan Clan rolled his eyes and knelt down directly forward. He knelt down towards Feng Hao and chose to be loyal.
Feng Hao was even more satisfied. It was impossible for the three of them to manage the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain dojo. A dojo also required many people to maintain normal operation.