The middle-aged man was about to explode with anger.
He felt that he had met the fake prehistoric Emperor Qin, but even Feng Hao's fist could not withstand the prehistoric power he had absorbed.
Where is the promised invincible God of War?
What happened to this world...
"The power of prehistoric times?"
Feng Hao smiled when he heard this: "I'm afraid your ancient power won't work here."
"impossible."
The middle-aged man didn't believe it, but when he used the power in his body, he found that he could still mobilize that powerful power.
He was sure that it was the power of prehistoric times.
But why did he not do any harm to Feng Hao, and why he couldn't even withstand the opponent's move...
There seems to be only one possibility.
That is...
The other party is not on the same level as him, and his power far exceeds his.
"Nothing is impossible. Didn't you ask me to put forward conditions just now? What do you think now?"
Feng Hao was not in a hurry to kill the opponent immediately.
In any case, this guy should be the hero in the history of China on Earth, but... he should be a being who has been brainwashed by the powerful gods.
The middle-aged man fell silent. It was true that he would not have to worry about running out of firewood to burn the green hills. The key was, would he have a chance to burn firewood in the future?
I’m afraid I won’t be able to surpass the young man in front of me in this life!
"Tell me about it."
He kind of wanted to compromise. Although it made him lose face, being able to survive was better than anything else.
Even the eighteen chains of Shura Prison in the God Realm can't stop Feng Hao, so what else can he say?
"Hand over part of your soul and surrender to me..."
Feng Hao now wants to recruit troops aggressively and build his own power. Fighting alone has become a thing of the past.
"impossible!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide-eyed. It would be better to kill him under this condition.
After all, he was also the first emperor in Chinese history, and he surrendered to others. How could this be possible?
A smile appeared on Feng Hao's lips, and he took a step forward. Huge pressure came over him, and the middle-aged man Ying Huang felt as if he had been hammered on the chest.
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his energy and energy quickly weakened.
"It doesn't matter if you don't surrender. I will integrate all your power into the body of Emperor Qin in the ancient world."
It's not like Feng Hao has to conquer two people, he can just pick one of them at random.
The reason why he said so much is because... the Emperor Ying in this ancient bronze coffin is the First Emperor of the Earth.
No matter what, Lin Yu also paid some attention to it.
"Yes, yes, I am willing to surrender to you..."
Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world was so moved that he wanted to cry at this moment. Although he was sucked to death by Emperor Ying, he was still holding on to this feeling.
He believed that Feng Hao had a way to cure him and even help him regain his power.
Feng Hao smiled, looked at Ying Huang and said, "You heard it..."
Prometheus was a little angry. The Yinghuang in front of him was too weak.
In her opinion, it was not as pleasing to Emperor Qin's eyes.
Emperor Ying of Huaxia pondered for a moment. To be honest, Feng Hao was so powerful that it might not be a bad idea to follow him.
But... the God Realm has given him the greatest benefits and extravagant wishes, and he can become the invincible God of War in the God Realm in the future.
He really doesn't want to betray.
"I will never surrender to you..."
Emperor Ying gritted his teeth and mustered up great courage. This decision was related to his life and death.
But he did it anyway.
The reason is very simple, he has his pride and arrogance, he has a goal in his heart, and he will die there.
"Then I won't be polite..."
Feng Hao's dark color gradually turned gloomy, while Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world started dancing excitedly.
He seemed to see new hope, and the invincible God of War was waving to him.
Bang!
However, the next moment, Emperor Qin was completely stunned. Feng Hao seemed to want to kill the Ying Emperor.
But damn it, Feng Hao actually came towards him and hit him directly in the face with his fist as big as a sandbag.
Click!
At that moment, his ribs were broken three or four times, and his body fell to his knees, like a big lobster with a bow.
"Why did you hit me?"
Emperor Qin's whole body was blown away. Where is the trust between people?
"Well……"
Even Emperor Ying, who woke up from the ancient bronze coffin, was slightly stunned. He thought Feng Hao was going to attack him.
Unexpectedly, he was the Qin Emperor of the prehistoric world.
"I hit the wrong person..."
Prometheus quickly reminded her that she couldn't understand that it was impossible for a strong man like Feng Hao to hit the wrong person.
But in fact, Feng Hao seemed to have hit the wrong person.
The one who refuses to surrender is the Chinese Emperor Ying.
"I will seal your power first. When you understand, I will tell you..."
Feng Hao did not hit the wrong person. His purpose was simple, to make the Emperor Ying of China feel like he belonged.
It's like saying again...
You see, I know you are unruly and unruly, but I still fall in love with you.
Seeing how patient I am, I even crippled Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world. So what will happen if you surrender?
In fact, Emperor Ying of Huaxia did waver because Feng Hao made him feel what invincible power is.
"It's useless, I will never surrender, so what about the power of the seal?"
The Emperor Ying of China looks as if he is dead.
Now that he knew something about it, he knew that Feng Hao could not kill him, so he seemed confident.
Feng Hao smiled, of course he knew what Yinghuang was thinking... and then he took action very rudely, and the power of the world's origin immediately sealed off Yinghuang's cultivation.
"Then what should I do?"
Emperor Qin, who had several broken ribs, looked at Feng Hao pitifully.
His cultivation level is not high, and he has just touched the realm of ascension. Originally, he arrived on earth according to the arrangements of the powerful people in the God Realm.
Who would have thought that he was actually the one who felt the most aggrieved all along, because everything he did was to make a wedding dress for the Ying Huang in the ancient bronze coffin.
"you?"
Feng Hao looked at Emperor Qin in the prehistoric world and shook his head.
Then his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Death!"
Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world immediately felt a huge pressure coming on him. He wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't escape at all.
Then... a mysterious force seemed to be born from his body, and then directly tore his body apart.
Bang!
The Qin Emperor of the prehistoric world exploded into ashes.
Feng Hao clapped his hands lightly. This question was actually a good choice. Between the Emperor Qin in China and the Emperor Ying in the prehistoric world, he would of course choose the latter.
As the saying goes, if a friend comes from afar, he will be killed no matter how far away he is!
Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
In any case, the Emperor Ying of China is also a Chinese, but he was used by the powerful in the God Realm.
So Feng Hao sealed his power, and he would always find a way to make the other party surrender heartily.
When Emperor Ying of China saw Emperor Qin ascending from the ancient world, he actually exploded in an understatement...
He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Then he became a little more well-behaved and no longer faced off against me.
Feng Hao grabbed Hua Xia Yinghuang and left the underground palace directly, and then... the air palace where the ancient bronze coffin was placed began to tremble.
The stone steps suspended in mid-air outside the hall also lost their levitation power and fell down one after another.