Martial Inverse

Chapter 1449 Holy Son of Light

In less than ten minutes, the doomsday-like scene calmed down, only a bloody smell spread, reminding everyone that the scene just now was not an illusion.

The leader did not speak, and, on the contrary, he seemed to have given up resisting, but calmed down, looking at Feng Hao, his eyes flickered with some incomprehensible expressions.

He knew that he had fallen, in the hands of a young man in his twenties.

"Such a tyrannical talent and aptitude..."

He seemed to understand better why the people above were so nervous and wanted to kill Feng Hao.

Who dares to stay with such a person.

"Damn it, do you want to tell me or not?"

In the distance, there were still bloodstains on Long Yueguan's hands, and he was screaming violently, coupled with his torn clothes and scarred body, he really looked like a wild beast.

Qiong Ling'er and the others surrounded him unkindly, their eyes sharp.

They all understand the importance of Feng Chen in dealing with Feng Hao, if Feng Chen cannot be rescued, Feng Hao may really do some unexpected things.

"hey-hey,……"

The leader glanced at them lightly, let out a deep laugh, and said to Feng Hao, "Don't be complacent, you won't be complacent for long..."

"Boom,..."

Feng Hao didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, the big handprint on the sky fell down, crushing him just by relying on coercion, blood gushing out, leaving no bones left.

After killing everyone, Feng Hao didn't feel any joy in his heart, on the contrary, he felt very calm, neither happy nor sad.

"call,……"

He exhaled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Nandoufu, no matter what the reason is, there is no need for you to exist."

Even if he is a giant of the human race, he will not be merciful to forces that dare to attack his relatives.

This is the bane, even if he is willing to let it go, in a critical moment, this bane will not help him, on the contrary, it is very likely to be a black hand.

stay

It is also a scourge and must be eradicated.

"Um,."

Thinking about it, suddenly, a feeling of blowing wind and cold hairs spread, his pupils shrank, and he saw, not far away, a dark figure slowly walked out from the flowing space, breaking through the space , giving people a visual impact of stepping on the world under their feet.

This is a man whose whole body is covered in a kind of liquid energy like ink. His appearance is very young, similar to Feng Hao, and his every move is full of inexplicable power, affecting the world, shocking people's hearts, and more importantly. Yes, the black ink-like energy on his body is full of ominousness, and people can't help but feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's you."

Feng Hao's heart trembled, and his words were full of surprise.

The person who walked out of the flowing light space turned out to be the Holy Son of Light who was hunted down by Huang Tianyun.

Over the past two years, there has been no news from Huang Tianyun, that is to say, the whereabouts of the Holy Son of Light have never been found. Who knows, the Holy Son of Light has not gone far at all, and is actually lurking in the Tianwu Continent.

But this time, when the Feng family incident was raging, he just appeared, hiding in the dark, until now.

"The inheritor of the Void God..."

There is no speckle of color in the pupils of Guangming Shengzi, they are all pitch black, filled with disgusting black air, and murmured softly in his mouth.

Others can't break through Feng Hao, but how could it forget the energy fluctuation that suppressed it.

"Stand back."

Feng Hao drank heavily, and at the same time, he was also running the Supreme Sealing Magic with all his strength, his body was covered with golden light, like a god armor, which set off his extraordinarily bravery.

"Brother Hao."

Although Qiong Ling'er and the girls were worried, they didn't dare to show their strength at this moment. Together with the others, they retreated a thousand meters away and looked at him worriedly.

The person who walked out in front of him gave everyone an invisible coercion, even people who were thousands of miles away could feel that breathtaking aura.

There is no doubt that this long-disappeared Holy Son of Light is now an existence beyond the realm of mortal saints.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised, especially the people of the Feng family who were cheering, their excited hearts fell silent.

Qiong Ling'er, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing are no strangers to the Holy Son of Light. In the original world, in that battle, the three of them teamed up with Feng Hao, plus that monster. Walk.

It can be seen how extraordinary he is. At this time, he undoubtedly appeared in a stronger posture.

"I'm surprised that you were able to remove these wastes. It seems that you have improved a lot in the past few years."

Guangming Shengzi spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if frosted, very harsh, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs of emotions, but in his mouth, the hundreds of ordinary saints and the top ten masters just now were all useless, and their existence was a waste of food That's all, and, for Feng Hao's promotion, he didn't seem to have the slightest surprise, on the contrary, he was full of contempt.

Feng Hao didn't speak, his eyes were piercingly cold, his hands turned into afterimages, and began to condense the earth-shattering handprints...

Facing this person who is like an old enemy, he dare not be careless.

Moreover, the current Holy Son of Light gives him a completely different feeling, as if...he is no longer the Holy Son of Light.

"Rumble..."

Once the Fantian handprints are condensed, the whole world will explode, and a huge aura will spread across the mat, and the surrounding space will be shattered inch by inch.

"This is……"

Seeing this handprint, this familiar fluctuation, the pupils of Guangming Shengzi dilated slightly, and in the depths, there was a flash of fear, and after a long time, he said, "Unexpectedly, he has already combined these two secret techniques. I passed it on to you, but...you are far from being my opponent with the current you."

"print."

Feng Hao's face was cold and solemn, and he uttered a burning sound. With one hand, the big black handprint on the sky was pressed down, and it rolled away with great power.

"Humph."

A flash of light flashed in the dark eyes of the Son of Light, and he stretched out a hand casually. Immediately, his arm turned into a devil's claw, which was extremely ferocious, as thick as a bucket, and extended infinitely, grabbing at the falling body. Inky black mahamudra.

"Boom."

The big handprint crashed into this devil's claw, and there was a muffled thunder-like explosion, rumbling the world. The ink-like energy splashed and fell, and it was constantly corroding on the star screen. The plastic is the same, except that a thin layer remains unbroken.

If there is no barrier of this layer of star screen at this time, it is unknown how many children of the Feng family will die under this rain of ink.

"I'll break it."

Guangming Shengzi let out a violent shout, and the devil's claws suddenly grabbed it with force, and the mighty earth-shattering handprint was crushed and exploded by him in the palm of his hand.

[Fifth update,]