Martial Inverse

Xiao Qiuqiu seems to have a pair of eyes that can see through emptiness, and has already killed two holy sons in a row, making the remaining four holy sons feel heartbroken.

"It's too scary. I report to the Holy King to find out where this guy came from, and whether the demon saint from the demon god world has descended."

The Holy Son, who was able to escape with the joint efforts of the three Holy Sons, was terrified at this moment.

If the demon saint descends, even if they descended with 80% of their power, these saint sons would most likely be hated.

In fact, in their eyes, Xiao Qiuqiu is similar to the coming of the demon saint, and his strength is terrifying, but no matter what, they still want to find out the identity of Xiao Qiuqiu.

After all, if the Holy King is already able to come to the earth, then why are they, the Holy Sons, coming together in groups?

Come here to be a human sandbag for the Holy King?

They only hope that... Xiao Qiuqiu must not be a certain monster king from the demon god world, otherwise, their lives will be in danger at any time on the earth.

Feng Hao gazed into the distance, and saw the holy son who had fled, the corner of his mouth still raised that slight arc, confident and at the same time, there was a hint of joking.

"Feng Hao, we are going to challenge you. If you have the ability to come to us, what is the ability to let this great friend of the demon gods make a move?"

A holy son appeared from the void, staring at Feng Hao with eyes like torches.

In his opinion, Feng Hao is a weak chicken, but he found a backer as strong as Xiao Qiuqiu, so he was able to sit on a four-legged insect calmly.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!" Feng Hao said coldly.

The holy son's eyes lit up, he thought he was not Xiao Qiuqiu's opponent, but with 80% of his strength, it would be easy to kill Feng Hao.

If he can make a name for his god clan, even if Xiao Qiuqiu kills him, so what? At worst, at a critical juncture, it would be fine to escape like Ziyan Shengzi Yuanshen.

When they challenged Feng Hao, they also weighed the strength of Feng Hao and Ziyan Shengzi from left to right, and they came to the conclusion that...with 80% of their strength, killing Feng Hao was just a matter of picking something out of their bag.

"How high is the sky? Are you and other mortals able to understand it? Even if you have the opportunity to cultivate the Supreme Dao, you are not qualified to say how high the sky is and how thick the earth is! Only my gods are qualified to aspire to the top, because I The Protoss is the Son of Heaven!"

The name is Xiao, with a breathtaking chill in his eyes, he stretched out his hands,

I imagined that I was God, and opened a benevolent and generous embrace to the creatures on earth.

"You are tired of living!"

Xiao Qiuqiu said in a deep voice, this kind of little scum is not worth Feng Hao's shot at all, just kill it casually.

However, just when it turned into Liuguang and was about to slap the Son to death with one paw, Feng Hao stopped him and said, "Leave this guy to me!"

Xiao Qiuqiu looked at the shouting Holy Son with pity, then turned around and rushed towards the other three Holy Sons.

"You still have some guts, I will leave a whole corpse later."

The holy son was ecstatic in his heart, and was very satisfied with his provocative means. With a few words, he forced Feng Hao to do it.

After they arrived before, they knew that Feng Hao had already integrated the monks of the ancient Huaxia clan by virtue of his strength.

But now, what he has to do is to kill Feng Hao, let Feng Hao's reputation fall to the bottom, and their divine sons will regain control of the earth, laying a good foundation for future opportunities.

Pooh!

Feng Hao didn't smile, but the Huo Qilin he sat down couldn't help but burst into tears, his face was full of contempt for the holy son of the gods.

He is too aware of Feng Hao's strength. With just one finger, he can suppress it that awakens the power in his body. It is unimaginable if it explodes with full strength.

"Um?"

The holy son frowned, stared at the fire unicorn with an unfriendly expression, and said, "I will kill you later, and cook you on the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."

Roar!

Huo Qilin was furious, his eyes shot out angry fire, and his breath was full of scorching heat waves.

It's so annoying, this arrogant guy, actually said to cook it.

"Master, I can't bear it, this is absolutely unbearable!"

Huo Qilin's eyes turned red in an instant, and immediately, regardless of Feng Hao on his back, he rushed towards the holy son like a bull.

Surrounded by life, it is like a ball of fire from the sky, piercing the sky with the pressure of destroying the world.

"A weak reptile!"

The holy son said softly, he straightened his body, and slapped it down with a palm. In an instant, a huge palm appeared out of thin air, and with a bang, the fire unicorn was directly blasted into the ground, unable to move.

The holy flame on his body was also extinguished by more than half of it.

The strength of the Holy Son of the God Realm is obviously not to be underestimated, especially... the Holy Son with eight levels of strength.

There is a big difference from the Holy Son of Qianyu God Clan and the Holy Son of Ziyan who came before, and the strength is not at the same level at all.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing that Huo Qilin was easily suppressed by him with a few tricks, the holy son felt an invincible pride spontaneously.

At this moment, he had the feeling that the world was under his control.

As a result, the eyes looking at Feng Hao became more serious, as if looking at a dying person.

At the same time, all the ancient monks in China are paying attention to the incident that happened in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

Because the holy son descended from the Duanmuyang family is so powerful that they are all a little moved.

After all, there is a powerful Protoss standing behind them, and if a strong Protoss comes, they will be able to win more opportunities and resources for them.

Now the earth is no longer the same as before when the aura was exhausted, but it seems to have returned to the most suitable age for cultivation.

"Feng Hao probably won't die."

"That's right, the Holy Son who descended from the Duanmu family this time is very terrifying, even the strongest of the Immortal Sect. Together, they may be able to compete with the Immortal Emperor."

"According to the information left by the ancestors, the Holy Son is indeed very powerful. He is an existence beyond the Immortal Sect, and the Holy King is equivalent to the Immortal Emperor..."

"Well, this is a fact, and above the immortal emperor in the fairy world... there are actually powerful existences..."

The ancient monks were all paying attention to every move here, but they didn't show up, but chose to wait and see what happened.

Against the background of great opportunities, their thinking has also undergone great changes. If Feng Hao cannot show the strength to crush everything, they will make a new choice and compromise to greater opportunities.

"Feng Hao, do you have something to say? Get down on your knees now and recognize this Son as the master, and this Son can take you as one of his side..."

The holy son was also full of spirits at the moment, and his words carried naked humiliation, but before he finished speaking, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. When he looked down, his pupils instantly Shrink like a needle.

"This……"

Holy Son's eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't restrain his trembling. He found that a big hole appeared in his body for no reason, and it was transparent from front to back.

But at this moment, he couldn't see Feng Hao's trace. Obviously, it was Feng Hao who caused him such harm.

Fortunately, his strong strength kept him from losing his life without hurting his vitals, and his body was even recovering little by little.

However, the humiliation brought about by the severe injury made the holy son feel extremely angry while being afraid, and he looked up to the sky and said furiously: "Death, death!"

In an instant, the Son's beard and hair were all stretched out, and thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, as if the god of thunder had descended.