Chariot of Doom

This time, the ascetic monk on the sixth floor of Qingyun Road was almost killed by Ye Hao.

This is already the limit, even if there are hundreds of ascetic monks in Qingyun Temple, it is impossible to divide them all into the six heavens.

The things Ye Hao killed before were almost all six-story buildings in the sky.

Therefore, Ye Hao dared to go to Qingyun Camp alone.

There was no news of the second and third members for a day, and the old man Qingyun knew that something had happened, so he sat on a chair and waited for Ye Hao to arrive.

The elder of the Qingyun clan is a half-immortal, and the body of the half-immortal is also divided into three or sixty-nine. He doesn't know what the elder of the Qingyun clan is. Ye Hao can only understand it if he fights with him personally.

"Haha, I want to know how you beat my three brothers and sisters."

Before he met Ye Hao, he always thought that Ye Hao was the master of the world, otherwise there would be no reason and no reason.

When I actually saw the old Ye Hao on Qingyun Peak, I knew that my previous guesses had been overturned, because the person standing in front of him was just a simple ascetic who had not climbed the mountain yet.

"It's so strange," the old man stood on the chair and looked at Ye Hao with a very contemptuous look.

"You are like this, you really don't understand," said the old Ye Hao of the Qing Dynasty, Ye Hao's contempt can be seen from your words.

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Of course, this is what I can do, and it is also what I can do.

"You killed so many of me, I won't let you die happily," Qingyun said to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Are you finished? Let's start quickly. I'm a little sleepy, I want to kill you early and go home to sleep."

A great war has begun.

Ye Hao's palace became clear, suppressing the sky.

The Emperor will soon evolve to the extreme as terror and oppression are unleashed and the Emperor is corrupted.

to die.

The great elder of the Qing Dynasty approached the wind with one big hand and covered the sky with one hand.

boom.

This majestic palace was shattered by a big hand of the Qing Dynasty elders, and this huge palm also collapsed.

Ye Hao retreated more than ten feet quickly, Qing Yunlong's grandfather was forced to walk step by step, his palm continued to move towards Ye Hao after tearing down the palace.

Plastic body.

On the way back, Ye Hao quickly opened the right way to Sichong, a golden Buddha statue.

The elders of the Qingyun clan moved very quickly, even faster than Ye Hao's retreat.

boom.

The palm of the hand was directly struck by Ye Hao.

A large hole appeared in the ground, and leaves crawled out of the hole, covered in dust.

"Life is hard...not even dead..." Qing Dynasty elder said to Ye Linsheng.

Ye Hao didn't answer, and after climbing out of the pit, there was no sign of injury.

He is so vulnerable to injury so easily, his body is sacred, it is safe from this kind of attack.

boom.

Once again, the big hand came towards the wind with a sweeping momentum.

Facing the wind, you waved your hands, the mountains and rivers split, and the earth split.

Boxing is like wind, thunder and stars.

boom.

Ye Hao's iron fist collided with the big hand of the elder of the Qingyun Clan, and the collision was very fierce.

This time Ye Hao had a slight upper hand, the old man of the Qingyun clan grew more than ten feet, Ye Hao's fist was big, the throat of the old ancestor of the Qingyun clan was sweet, and the blood flowed hard, but he still forced it back .

He thought that Ye Hao's body was much stronger than ordinary people.

In his view, the body is strong, the practical method is much weaker, and this is the experience he has gained. From ancient times to the present, there has been a dilemma, with a strong side and a weak side.