The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Refining a corpse? Of course!"

The eighteenth-generation master curled out, disdainful.

"Isn't it just a corpse, simple! It's too simple! Nineteen generations of the Lord, it seems that you haven't discovered the true power of this tripod! This tripod is a strange treasure, an ancient god and man who collected stars for gold and refined it. Made of it."

"This tripod can be practiced even with stars, moon, and voids. You come to ask me now, can a corpse be able to practice, are you insulting this tripod?"

With that said, the eighteenth generation of the Lord showed his anger.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes.

Real power?Why didn't he find it!

This tripod is indeed a bit powerful, especially since he now has many kinds of fires, which can be exploded together, and can explode with extremely powerful power, surpassing all the high treasures he has seen.

However, there is still a little difference compared to the highest-level treasures such as the Eight Wild Halberds, so he is more accustomed to using the Eight Wild Halberds.

What's more, it's too exaggerated to refine the stars, the sun, the moon, and the emptiness of all realms.

"Did you blow it so badly?" Tang Hao said.

"Whatever blows, it's so powerful. You can't make it out right now, or because you are too low-cultivated. Asked, it's really nothing. At that time, I cut three, almost immortalized."

North wind fierce road.

"Xing Xing Xing, you are great, hurry and teach me how to practice!"

Tang Hao didn't argue with him, he learned the law of refining, and drove him back.

Then, with a flick of his hand, a glory flew out into a huge corpse, filling the entire underground cave.

"Ah! This old Jiao is also pitiful!"

Looking at the corpse, Tang Hao sighed softly.

Being betrayed by his own people, he ended up in a loss, and ended in a tragic death. This old Jiao was also unlucky.

"Senior, we have no hatred, and don't blame me!"

Tang Hao grunted, but waved his hand, and a golden sword flew out, slashing towards the carcass.

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Along the line of the spine, the scale armor and flesh and blood were all cut apart, revealing the huge golden bone.

For Tang Hao, this jiao bone is actually useless, just a half-keel. Without a real dragon, it is not as good as the relics of him.

He was going to remove this bone and leave it to Grandpa Sap.

The uncle smashed so many yin and yang thunder, which was considered a major bleeding. He had to leave something for them.

The golden sword swam away, and blood spattered from time to time.

Tang Hao sacrificed a small jade bottle and collected the blood without wasting a single drop.

After removing the bone, Tang Hao sacrificed Jin Ding, flew to the top of the corpse, turned upside down, swelled up, and sucked the entire corpse in.

Tang Haopan sat down and began to sacrifice.

The fire in Dingzhong Road was turbulent, roasting the carcasses, refining the essence of it.

This time, I do not know the passage of time.

The carcass continued to shrink, and at the end, the carcass of the dragon disappeared completely, leaving only a mass of golden liquid, which was the size of a bowl.

This is the essence extracted from the dragon's flesh and blood.

Tang Hao continued to refine, and the mass of golden liquid continued to shrink. After reaching the size of a fist, the mass of golden liquid actually moved and turned into a golden dragon.

Tang Hao knew that this was the original dragon's blood.

He kept on cultivating, and he had to refine this group of essences to be better absorbed.

At this time, in the vast sea, a large ship is galloping.

On the deck of each big boat, there are groups of old monsters.

They have a gloomy face and a bad look.

"Quick! Hurry up, if it's late, the jiao will be eaten up by the kid!"

They were even more anxious and rushed to urge the seated boat to go away.

"Huh! That stupid boy, if he dares to swallow the corpse, I will pick him up and make it alive, making him a treasure of human blood."

On a large golden ship with nine dragons carved on it, the Emperor Ling stood at the bow and shouted in anger.

His face was extremely gloomy, and there was a flash of shame in his eyes.

The corpse that was about to be handed out was killed by the boy halfway, and he didn't even grab a scale. It was a shame!

What is even more hateful is that the kid dares to mock him!

Without killing this kid, he still has a face!

"Yes! I caught the kid and divided his baby. I heard that he has a lot of babies. Not only is there a superior treasure, but there is also a keel in his body."

"First divide his baby, and then refine him into a blood treasure medicine!"

The old monsters were furious and shouted.

They were all very angry, and the kid dared to swallow alone, which was a broken rule and made a taboo between them.

At the same time, their hearts are extremely jealous.

That kid was in his twenties, and he was already able to compete with them. This talent is too evil!

This kind of demon, it is best to die early!

"He is in front, he is on the Thirteenth Continent!" At this time, an old monster shouted on a large ship at the front, but in his hand, he held an old compass.

There is a pointer on it, which is pointing forward.

"kill!"

The old monsters seemed to have slapped chicken blood, and the speed increased a few points, and they rushed to the thirteenth continent with murderousness.

After an hour or two, they approached the mountain range where Tang Hao was hiding.

"Just there!"

On the first big ship, the old monster grabbed the compass, looked around, and pointed to a place in the mountain.

Suddenly, everyone looked towards them.

"There is a magic circle! You can't be wrong, the kid is hiding here!"

"Boom! Break the magic circle, catch the kid alive, and refine him into a blood treasure medicine!"

The old monsters shouted and jumped out of the big ship and flew over the magic circle. They all performed magical powers, urged the treasures, and bombarded down.

Boom!

Seventy or eighty old monsters shot at the same time, what a spectacular scene.

Tang Hao set up a seven-layer magic circle in the mountain, but in a blink of an eye he was bombarded by half, and the remaining layers could not last long.

The rumbling sound also reached the underground cave mansion, Tang Hao, who was cultivating, opened his eyes violently, with a look of surprise on his face.

"coming!"

He snorted and his face became dignified.

Boom!

There was another blast, and the last large blast burst.

Then, a series of glories penetrated the ground and came toward the underground cave where he was.

Tang Hao took the opportunity to stand up, jumped up, and raised his hand to take a picture, then a golden light flew out of his tripod, fell into his palm, and turned into a tiny golden dragon.

Jinlong struggled violently, trying to escape.

Tang Hao snorted softly, grabbed it, then slammed it in his mouth and swallowed it.

The next moment, he stomped on the soles of his feet and shot up.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

He broke through the rocks and broke through layers, just like a meteor thrusting upwards and rushing towards the surface.