The Mightiest Little Peasant

"He's right here, save it yourself!"

Tang Hao stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

The sacred furnace hung beside him, the fire was blazing inside, and screams could be heard.

"Hmph! I'll kill you first. Killing a human child like you is easier than killing chickens and dogs!"

The burly Wu family god shouted coldly, raised his hand, and a purple lightning spear appeared.

He grabbed the magic gun, activated it with all his strength, and threw it hard.

Whoosh!

The divine spear turned into a beam of purple lightning, tearing through the void and roaring towards him.

The god of the Wu family raised the corner of his mouth and gave a sneer.

This shot, with all his strength, killed such a kid who was peeking into the Tao realm without any effort at all.

He waited for the boy to die, then went to get the furnace and rescue his genius.

Purple lightning shot through the air and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Tang Hao stood there, watching the blast of purple lightning, motionless, not even raising his eyelids.

When he reached it, he gently raised his hand and grabbed it.

Seeing this, the Wu family deity was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this human kid crazy?

How dare he pick up a real artifact with his hands?

The next moment, he was stunned again, his body was shaken, his eyes suddenly widened, and the eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets, and his face was even more distorted due to extreme horror.

That kid... actually took it!

He received a blow from his true divine weapon with his bare hands!

Is this a hallucination?

Otherwise, how could there be such a ridiculous scene!

Also shocked to the point of distorting their faces were the group of nine-color gods in the distance.

Each of their eyes were as big as bells.

His expression was extremely dull.

"This gun is pretty good!"

Tang Hao grabbed the magic gun in his hand, took a look at it, and couldn't help but nodded.

He stretched out his hand and saw that the magic gun had changed hands.

Then, he grabbed the magic gun and blasted it hard at the Wu family god.

Whoosh!

puff!

Two soft sounds sounded almost at the same time. Before the Wu family god could react, he was pierced through the chest by the divine spear.

too fast!

It was so fast that he couldn't react at all, and the power contained in it was even more terrifying. It instantly penetrated his armor, and then his body. The power contained in the gun spread out, causing his flesh and blood to burst apart.

puff!

The Wu family god gushed out blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

how so?

At this moment, he was even more terrified.

Isn't this guy a human genius? He is less than a hundred years old, but how could a human supreme being who is less than a hundred years old have such terrifying strength? Is there something wrong?

He raised his eyes and looked at the white-clothed figure walking in front of him. He could not help but tremble with fear.

"Come! Come in! It's just a good time for the whole family!"

The young man in white smiled.

This smile was a bit bright, but in the eyes of the Wu Family God, it was so terrifying and creepy.

He started to tremble, and his mind was extremely panicked.

He wanted to turn around and escape back to his camp, but it was already too late. The divine furnace suddenly came over and swallowed him up instantly.

The battlefield fell into dead silence again.

The faces of the gods of the Nine Color Clan are still dull.

They still can't believe that their own god has been defeated again. A nine-star god who has been promoted for a thousand years can't even defeat a child from the human race who is less than a hundred years old?

This is completely unacceptable to them!

"What's going on with this human kid?"

"He is obviously just peeking into the Dao realm! I can see clearly, it can't be the Hedao realm!"

Then, a huge uproar broke out among them.

"This kid..." The envoy narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully over and over again, but he still got the same result.

"Could it be that... this kid is really some kind of peerless monster, so monster that he was promoted to Supreme before he was even a hundred years old, instead of being cultivated by the human race's infusion of resources?"

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

His body suddenly shook, and when he looked at the white-clothed figure in the distance, his expression was extremely shocked.

As unbelievable as this may be, it is the only explanation.

This boy is truly the ultimate, eternal evildoer!

There were very few people like this among the ancient human race. Nowadays, the human race in Pangu Realm has long been in decline. How can there still be such people? Is it possible that the energy of this Pangu world has not been exhausted?

He took a deep breath and his expression became extremely gloomy.

"Haha! JiuSeZaiZai, you must be dumbfounded! I don't want to choose the preface, but I have to pick the most powerful one here. Now you know how powerful it is!"

"The Lord of Haotian is mighty!"

The atmosphere among the Nine Color Clan was silent and bleak, but on the Human Race side, it was full of joy.

Everyone cheered and burst into laughter.

Obviously the preface to the Five Emperors just jumped out, but that fool from the Nine Colors Clan just refused to pick the Master of Haotian. Isn't this asking for death!

"Alas! Poor! So pitiful!"

On the city wall, Liu Heihu raised his head and lamented a few times. He felt a little sympathy for the two guys from the Nine Color Clan. It was not good to pick anyone. He had to pick the pervert. Didn't he think his life was too long?

Even though he was invincible, he didn't dare to provoke that pervert.

"I didn't expect him to be in such a state as he is today..."

Ying Long said in a deep voice to the several ancient powers beside him.

The tone was a little emotional, but also a little proud.

"This guy……"

In front of the Mountain of Spirits, all the gods in the realm were also quite moved and lamented.

When this man attacked the Spiritual Mountain in anger, they never imagined that a few years later, he would have such strength and status as he does today.

"Ancestor Dan, the youngest hundred-year-old Supreme, and the Master of the Seventh Dojo, the first master of the human race... This man is worthy of these supreme titles!" There were also many voices of admiration on the Wu Clan Continent. outgoing.

"This little human doll is really perverted!"

On the side of the prehistoric clan, the ape ancestor shook his head and sighed, with an envious look on his face.

"Lord? Is there such a title among the Pangu people?"

"What? There is a seventh dojo? He dominates the entire dojo by himself?"

In the Nine Color Clan camp, the gods listened carefully and were shocked.

This information is really shocking!

They were so horrified that they couldn't believe it!

Not only was this human race boy promoted to Supreme before he was a hundred years old, but he also opened a dojo in the Pangu world and became the first master-level figure of the human race. What an incredible achievement is this?

How evil must he be to achieve such an achievement?

This guy is not a young genius at all in the Pangu world. He is a leader-level figure. His status and reputation are no less than that of Xuanhong Supreme who is in charge of the human temple!

When they looked at that figure again, their expressions were extremely shocked.

This guy's talented demon and high status have far surpassed the ancient Wu Shi.

This is a truly heaven-defying existence!