The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Bones...all bones!"

Tang Hao swallowed hard, unbelievably.

Alien bones, sometimes referred to as spirit bones, are a kind of peculiar bones born in the body of fierce beasts. Generally speaking, only some ancient aliens can produce such bones.

His bones are the bones of the ancient Yinglong, Nashen Tumeng is the bones of the ancient ape, Daojiu is the bones of Lei Luan, and that of Jiang Tianwu is the bones of the ancient Qilin.

These are all ancient beasts.

Therefore, every piece of bone is precious.

Counting, a total of fifteen.

These fifteen bones are more precious than magical materials and magic tools.

"Gosh!"

A group of people came in later, also dumbfounded, one by one short of breath, a greedy look in his eyes.

"Stop it! These are from my Lu family!"

The old man of Lv shouted loudly.

"Boy, if you dare to move again, I will kill you!"

The Heavenly Old Man screamed at the murderous opportunity.

The rest of them also screamed and rushed over, trying to snatch these bones.

"Humph!"

Tang Hao moved, grabbed his hand, quickly put this piece of bone into his pocket, and then rushed towards the entrance of the next layer.

Everyone saw their eyes spitting fire.

They came over hard, but they didn't even get the root hair, they were all taken away by the boy.

"This kid, it's awful!"

They scolded several times and chased them one after another.

When he came to the eleventh floor, he glanced around, and Tang Hao was dumbfounded.

Yun Tao rolled around, as if he was in the clouds, and he looked around without seeing the end.

But apart from these clouds, there is nothing in sight.

Tang Hao originally thought that the last layer would be the cultivation ground of the true monarch of the thousands of beasts. Some really powerful treasures, but the current situation is really beyond his expectations.

"Fuck! This is a pit!"

Tang Hao scolded.

Just now he came up layer by layer, and indeed received a lot of treasures, which can be described as a bumper harvest. However, to really value, it still does not match the name of Zhenjundong Mansion.

Depressed, he glanced around, and suddenly, he was frozen and stared at somewhere.

There was a drop of blood floating in the sky.

A drop of golden blood!

"Stinky boy, I'll cut you with a sword!"

"Hand over the baby!"

Accompanied by a burst of roar, a group of people rushed in, hula la, the first were the three major forces, followed by the major factions.

They swept all around, and they were all stunned.

"What's the situation?"

"What about baby? Where is the baby?"

"Damn, one more step later, the baby must have entered this kid's pocket!"

They scolded for a while, staring at Tang Hao in unison, a flash of greed flashing in their eyes.

The treasures in this tower are basically on this kid. Now he is a mobile treasure house. As long as he kills him, he can get all the treasures of Zhenjun.

Aooo!

There was a roar of tigers, and a black tiger rushed in.

Then, there was a blood lion.

After they stood still, they looked around and were a little puzzled.

At this time, Tang Hao moved, mobilized the Shenxing step to the extreme, and rushed to the drop of blood floating in the void.

What kind of blood is this, Tang Hao is not clear, but he knows that this is absolutely a treasure.

Looking in the direction he rushed away, many people also found the drop of blood, their faces changed in unison, and they swept away.

"Stop it for me! That's something from my family, who dares to move!"

The descendants of Honghuang were also found, screamed, and shot out towards the drop of blood.

But how could they have Tang Hao quickly, only halfway through, Tang Hao arrived, grabbed the drop of blood, wrapped it with gas, and put it in his palm.

After getting the baby, he continued to rush forward and distanced himself from the rear chasing.

"Scary boy, hand over the baby!"

"Damn reptile! That's something from my ancestors of the wilderness. Hurry up and hand it over to me, otherwise I'll shoot you with a palm!"

Whether it is a human race or a descendant of Honghuang, his eyes are all red, and he is crazy to chase down.

Swish swish!

Those cultivators sacrificed their magical instruments, blasted out their spells, and turned them into thousands of glory, which poured into the sky and smashed into Tang Hao.

"My obedient!"

Tang Hao looked back and was startled.

There are too many people, and there is no way to count them, and they are all infants.

With his current strength, playing one is not a problem, playing two can also play, but with so many, he can only run.

As he ran, he glanced around, looking for other exits.

The entrance has been guarded by others and cannot be killed at all.

But it seems that there is no other export at all.

Tang Hao's heart suddenly dignified.

If there is no exit, then he will be blocked here.

The chasers also found out, and laughed.

"Stinky boy, you're running! You can't escape until you die!"

"Hahaha! Stinky boy, you're dead, wait for me to catch up with you, I will chop you a few swords, and then slowly kill you!"

As they laughed, they chased desperately, and at the same time imperial magic weapon, smashed forward.

However, to their dismay, the boy was particularly slippery, just like the loach, turning east and west, walking abnormally, and that was incredibly fast.

No matter how hard they chase, they cannot catch up.

And this space is also a little weird, it seems there is no end.

"Stick boy, stand still!"

They gritted their teeth and tickled the kid.

After running for a while, Tang Hao stopped.

Everyone in the rear was stunned and stopped together. The two sides were separated by a distance of about two or three hundred meters and faced off.

"Hand over that drop of blood!"

The blood lion leader took a few steps forward, urging the urn.

"That's a drop of blood from my ancestors from the Honghuang clan, Golden-winged Dapeng. It's not something your human clan can withstand. Hurry up and hand it in!"

The black tiger leader also stepped forward, and as he glanced across the blood lion leader, he was somewhat hostile.

Although the Honghuang descendants are extremely united, this is when they face foreigners, and each of their tribes has some contradictions.

He Black Tigers and Blood Lions have always been opposites, and they all want to swallow this drop of blood alone.

"Gold-winged Dapeng?"

"Gosh! That's the fierce beast!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and they looked at the blood dripping with increasing heat.

However, they also knew that there were descendants of Honghuang, and this drop of blood could not reach them.

"It turned out to be Goldwing Dapeng! No wonder..."

Tang Hao murmured.

As he lowered his eyes, he looked at his chest.

There, Ying Longbone was trembling slightly, and it seemed to resonate with this drop of blood.

Golden-wing Dapeng, but did not lose to Yinglong's existence at all.

He held up the drop of blood and stared at it for a while, suddenly, a resolute expression appeared on his face.

At the next moment, he raised his hand, stuffed the drop of blood into his mouth, and swallowed it.