Chapter 1049 Overcoming the calamity at the age of three! Gods will not tolerate it!
Horse Qi Continent, Horse Temple.
"Rumble..."
A huge red blood cloud appeared in the sky, with red lightning flashing inside.
"It's done!"
Ximen Hao looked up and saw that the blood cloud was very familiar to him, but there were still some flames flickering in the blood cloud.
As expected, his son is not simply a blood attribute.
"Xiao Ritian, help my son, this calamity cloud is too terrible."
Ma Xiao grabbed Ximen Hao's arm and said worriedly.
Ximen Hao patted Ma Xiao's little hand:
"Don't worry, I'm here."
"Bang!"
The roof of Ximen Yan's bedroom suddenly exploded.
"Herod!"
With a sound of horse neighing, a blood-red pony, carrying a three-year-old boy on its back, flew out and headed straight towards the calamity cloud.
"Hahaha! I'm going to be the youngest person to cross the tribulation in Maqi Continent!"
"Click!"
A bolt of lightning struck Ximen Hao on the head.
"Holy shit! So numb!"
Ximen Yan started swearing again, exactly like Ximen Hao.
"Alas...this child is useless."
Ma Xiao shook his head helplessly.
"Hehe! As expected of Master Hao's son."
Ximen Hao was very proud.
"Oh my God! I have passed the tribulation!!!"
In the Horse Temple, an elder who was in retreat was awakened by thunder. When he came out and took a look, he was instantly shocked.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
Those strong men who were in seclusion, or who had been injured in the battlefield and returned to heal their wounds all flew out, and looked at the little kid in the sky in confusion, holding up a terrifying blood cloud.
"You are so awesome! You are worthy of being my son. He passed the tribulation at the age of three!"
"Yes! It must have been the uncle who gave me the magic pill. I'm so powerful!"
"..."
There were waves of flattery. Not only were these people flattering Ximen Hao loudly, they were also flattering Mr. Ximen Yan.
"Boom Kaka!"
Two red thunderbolts struck down, causing Ximen Yan to scream, and the horse under him also neighed.
"Xiao Ritian."
Ma Xiao held Ximen Hao's hand tightly, her eyes turning red.
My son is only three years old and is about to suffer a thunderstorm. I really can't bear it.
"It's fine."
Ximen Hao held Ma Xiao in his arms, and then shouted to Ximen Yan:
"Son! Hold on! Don't forget whose seed you are! Wait until you have the opportunity to go to the battlefield of God's Death! You will know how awesome you are!"
"Don't worry, Dad! The child is not..."
"Boom Kaka..."
Several bolts of lightning struck Ximen Yan's body.
"Ah!!! Drafting Master! Come on! Don't be afraid, Master!"
Ximen Yan raised his little finger to the sky, and his arrogant tone was exactly the same as Ximen Hao's.
Although those onlookers felt a little weird seeing a three-year-old kid pointing at the sky and scolding his uncle, they still shouted loudly:
"Come on, Master! Hold on, Master! Come on, Master..."
Well, Ximen Hao really trained these people well.
"Boom ka ka ka..."
Blood-red thunder and lightning struck Ximen Yan's thin body with bursts of fire.
Ximen Yan had already used a light mask at this time, but there were still a lot of wounds on his body.
Ma Xiaozao had already burst into tears. If Ximen Hao hadn't held him tightly, he would have rushed forward.
"Son, come on!"
Ximen Hao cheered silently in his heart, how could he not feel distressed? But in order for his son to survive in the future, he must be cruel!
After he leaves, Ma Qi Continent will only be managed by Ma Xiaoniang. He must ensure that his son will always stand at the top of Ma Qi Continent!
More and more thunder and lightning are learning to move, and they are becoming more and more intense.
Three-year-old Ximen Yan already had blood at the corner of his mouth and scars all over his body. The little red horse under his seat had long been split apart.
Ximen Hao looked very nervous and was ready to take action to defend his son from the thunder disaster.
However, after a thick thunderstorm struck, the thunder and lightning in the blood cloud disappeared instantly.
"puff!"
Ximen Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, then pointed at the blood cloud and shouted:
"It's your uncle! Come on! Keep going! Hahaha! I am the son of the pervert Ximen Hao! I will not be afraid of you!"
"Young Master is awesome!"
"Young master is mighty!"
"..."
A group of old people who have lived for who knows how long are crazily trying to flatter a three-year-old baby, which is super funny.
"My son succeeded."
A smile finally appeared on Ma Xiao's face.
"Well! My son succeeded!"
Ximen Hao nodded heavily.
At this moment, when the blood cloud should have dispersed, and then the blessings came down, allowing Ximen Yan to recover instantly, the huge blood cloud suddenly started rolling.
"Holy shit! There's more?"
Ximen Yan stumbled in the air and almost fell.
"Boom!"
A horse face suddenly appeared in the blood cloud.
"Such monsters are not of my pure Ma Qi Continent bloodline, how can I keep them!"
Ma Lian suddenly spoke.
"Yes...it's the Horse God!"
"This is the horse god!"
"..."
The strong men were all excited, and some even knelt on the ground and worshiped.
Ximen Hao's eyes turned cold and he glanced at the crowd, remembering those who were kneeling to worship.
"Damn! Who are you?"
Ximen Yan pointed at the horse's face and asked loudly.
"Me? I am the god who will kill you, the monster who is about to change the Ma Qi Continent! Die!"
"boom!"
A big blood-red hand pressed down, causing Ximen Yan to lose the ability to move instantly.
"Dad! Save me!"
"Fuck you! You're looking for death!"
"brush!"
Ximen Hao disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a 40-meter Yanyue Sword appeared in his hand, and struck the big blood-red hand with one blow!
"Bang!"
The big hand collapsed instantly.
Ximen Hao held Ximen Yan in his arms with one hand, then opened his mouth and chased his life, heading straight for the horse's face.
"Ximen Hao! Ximen Yan! I will kill you sooner or later!"
"puff!"
Zhui Ming stabbed the horse in the face, and the horse's face collapsed instantly.
"Hmph! Master Hao has already killed the consciousness of God in Zhou Zhou, let alone now! Horse God! You fucking wait! Master Hao will kill you!"
Ximen Hao pointed at the blood cloud that was gradually dissipating, and his tone was indescribably cold.
"Buzz!"
A ray of blood-red light hit Ximen Yan's body, instantly recovering his injuries and stabilizing his strength at the early stage of transcending the tribulation.
"Dad! Awesome! You are my idol!"
This was the first time Ximen Yan saw his father take action, and he was so domineering.
Ximen Hao did not speak, but hugged Ximen Yan and landed in front of the group of strong men, looking at them expressionlessly.
Those strong men were all trembling with fear, especially those who couldn't help but worship the Horse God just now, and their faces were even more pale.
"You! You! You! And you! Come on, take down the four of them!"
"run!"
Those four people knew that Ximen Hao wanted to kill them because that expressionless face was so scary!
Others did not react at all, and by the time they did, they had already run away.
"Haha, want to run?"
Ximen Hao smiled coldly, waved his hand and threw out a handful of lentils, no more, no less, exactly eight, which is the current full value!