The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Is that ...... the Great Luo Xian?"

In the Holy Spirit Imperial City, there was an outcry.

The crowd was a little excited.

Originally, they thought that this was someone from the Holy Spirit Royal Family, perhaps some old Saint Emperor, who was at the peak of Golden Immortal cultivation.

"What is that thing, why are those dragons so afraid?"

Quite a few people looked at it carefully and revealed their puzzlement.

Those dragons seemed to be particularly afraid, the kind of expression that was terrified to the extreme.

Now, they were all looking at the golden light.

"What are those chains?"

"It looks like a Dragon Binding Lock! No wonder these dragons are so afraid!"

After seeing it clearly, they all exclaimed.

The Ancient Dragon Binding Lock was a great killing weapon against the dragon tribe, and was so famous that in the ancient times, immortals used this treasure to deal with the dragon tribe, and as time went by, the dragon tribe naturally had a natural fear of this object.

"That's the Great Luo Xian?"

"And the Dragon Binding Lock?"

The Heavenly Dragon King on the other side finally noticed this side of the situation and looked back, his face brushing against the wall.

He didn't even expect that it would be a Da Luo Xian and, moreover, a treasure like the Binding Dragon Lock!

"Old Xianling, you are so sinister!"

He looked forward to the Protectorate Sage and roared.

He finally understood why the old man had stuck around and carried him so many punches, just to attract his attention so that the guy could make a move to suppress his fellow dragons.

"Insidious? This is nothing!"

The Guardian Sage sneered, turned defense into attack, and opened his mouth to spew out a jet of white light, which instantly grew and transformed into a tall jade mountain, holding a monstrous power and smashing it.

"You ...... are looking for death!"

The Heavenly Dragon King was furious, shouted, and blasted upward with a punch.

Boom!

A loud sound and boundless divine light exploded.

On the other side, Tang Hao chased after them, continuously probing his hands, grabbing those true dragons one by one, and suppressing them into the palace.

This palace was newly made by him, in order to capture and suppress these dragons.

The Dragon Binding Lock was something he had seen before, when he was in the Xuanhuang Pagoda, suppressing the cerebral palsy black dragon, it was the Ancient True Immortal's Dragon Binding Formation, which he had also cracked.

"Good boy! Don't run! Your brothers are inside, come in and join them!"

"Eh! Don't run away, you female dragon! Hello Sister is still in there!"

Having finished capturing the group of Golden Immortal Dragons, he swept toward the Immortal Palace and continued to capture them.

"Run!"

Those dragons ran out in a huddle, fleeing wildly.

When their eyes swept over the golden palace, they all shivered in fear, it was hell for them, and once they were crushed in, they would be worse than dead.

"Stop it!"

The Heavenly Dragon King was almost going crazy.

He hissed and screamed, his body blossomed with astonishing divine light, and layers of golden dragon scales appeared all over his skin, and even on his forehead, there were dragon horns coming out, like he was half human and half dragon.

In his palm, a golden fairy halberd appeared.

Grasping the halberd, he madly infused Immortal Yuan, gathered his whole body's strength in one place, and blasted out.

Dang!

The white jade mountain was shaken out of the sky by the sound of an explosion of iron and gold.

He immediately turned around and swept toward the Immortal Palace.

"Stop!"

He shrieked with a fierce voice, like a madman, and raised his halberd, and came down hard.

Chuckle!

The halberd's mace broke through the air, as powerful as cutting the sky and the earth.

Tang Hao's figure paused.

He turned back, looking at the crazy figure and the severed halberd.

He smiled, looked calm and relaxed, and threw up the golden celestial temple in his palm.

Dangling! Dangling!

In the immortal palace, there was the sound of chains colliding, and at the same time, there were countless painful dragon roars.

At the same time, on top of the hall, an endless amount of radiant divine light bloomed.

Boom!

The halberd slashed down, hitting the divine light blossoming from the Immortal Temple, and a loud bang was heard.

The Heavenly Dragon King's body was shaken, and his eyes immediately widened, revealing a look of extreme disbelief.

This treasure does not have a strong breath, and does not have the unique breath of the Immortal King's weapon, so it was probably refined by the Da Luo Immortal.

You know, he is holding the Immortal King's weapon, and his cultivation is much higher, how can he still fight a draw?

"What is this treasure of yours?"

He stared at the celestial palace and screamed out.

"This temple is called the Palace of Ten Thousand Dragons!"

Tang Hao probed his hand, recalled the Hall of Immortals, and held it in his palm.

"Hall of Ten Thousand Dragons? I've never heard of that name!"

In the meantime, the Sky Dragon King thought hard for a moment, then shook his head.

He was not impressed at all.

"That's normal, because this temple, which I have just refined, was specially prepared for you!" Tang Hao looked at him and smiled.

"You refined it?"

The Heavenly Dragon King was dumbfounded, somewhat incredulous.

How could such a powerful treasure be made by this guy? And is it freshly made?

How is this possible!

It has only been seven days since he came to the Holy Spirit Dynasty, how could he possibly refine such a powerful treasure in that little time?

"Right! It took me three days!"

The Dragon King's mouth was agape, and he became more and more dumbfounded.

Three days?

It takes one or two days to refine a single item, let alone such a complex and powerful treasure, in three days? What a lie! Thirty days is more like it!

"Who the hell are you ......? Why do you help the Holy Spirit to harm me?"

He gritted his teeth and snapped.

"Harm you? You got it wrong! It's obvious that you want to harm the Holy Spirit Dynasty, and I'm just helping them out!" Tang Hao sneered.

"By the way, I have to thank you, if you hadn't sent me so many true dragons, I wouldn't have been able to refine such a good treasure!" After a pause, he laughed again, but his tone was a bit jocular.

"Now, in this Hall of Ten Thousand Dragons, more than a thousand true dragons have been suppressed, and their power surpasses that of many Immortal King's tools, and if you are suppressed some more, you will be invincible among Immortal King's tools, and if you are suppressed some more, you will be able to catch up with God's tools!"

He said, his eyes darkly, sweeping towards the Heavenly Dragon King.

On hearing this, the Heavenly Dragon King's face changed again, and his heart was horrified.

This guy, what is his origin!

He actually tried to calm himself down!

In all his life, he has never seen such arrogance!

Could it be some kind of a great old human monster?

His heart and mind gradually became apprehensive, and his gaze toward Tang Hao revealed a few scruples and fears.

Right! It must be!

Otherwise, how could he be so powerful, refining such a powerful treasure in three days, and daring to say that he would refine himself, he must be an unparalleled old monster, an unparalleled evil!

It's not only the demon race that has this fierce weapon, but also the human race!

No way! We can't stay here, but if he has any other means to keep himself here, is that not the end of it?

The thought of the densely packed dragon binding locks in that palace made his heart palpitate.

"Old son, you've got guts, you wait for me!"

He yelled a few times, turned around violently, put away his celestial palace, and fled in a hurry, turning into divine light.