The Mightiest Little Peasant

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, dare to go to my soul Yanzong trouble!"

Accompanied by a loud drink, a group of people rushed in. The first was an old man in white robe, but his momentum was full of babies.

When this person fell, his eyes swept sharply to Tang Hao.

After looking around, he frowned lightly. This person had an obscure atmosphere, which made it difficult for him to distinguish what he was doing.

"what happened?"

He asked the two disciples.

A disciple bowed and replied: "Return to the elders, this person said he would like to see the palm master, and he also said that we should see our soul supremacy "Soul Yan Jing"..."

"what?"

The elder froze for a while, then laughed, "What a joke, "The Soul Yan Jing" is my supreme classic of the Soul Yan Sect. How can it be viewed by outsiders, even my sect, only a few talents are qualified to enlighten. "

"I don't care who you are, leave me early!"

At the end of the day, he was already showing his face.

Whizzing!

Several teams of men and women came, all led by elders, to check the situation.

When they learned the situation, they were also in a daze. They all felt a little weird. It was a little funny that someone came to them and asked them to ask them for the supreme power of Soul Yanzong.

This person may not have a problem with his head!

Fools know that this is impossible!

"Bacheng is a lunatic!"

"Rolling and rolling! Hurry and roll! If you don't roll, Hugh blames me for waiting!"

They sneered a few times and yelled at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao grinned and smiled playfully: "No, don't you?"

"Oh! There are ghosts!"

The elders laughed again, only to realize that this person was really funny.

"OK! Then I will grab it myself!" Tang Hao said.

The elders were startled again, and then they laughed.

"This man is really a lunatic!"

Dare to go to their soul Yanzong to grab something, this person is not a lunatic!

"Hi! Stop talking nonsense with him, hurry him away!"

They shouted, and they were about to start.

At this moment, Tang Hao raised his foot and stomped gently, but with only one foot, the ground was shaken violently, and in a flash, the mountain shook.

At the same time, there was an indescribable, terrifying momentum that erupted from him.

With him as the center, a circle of substantial ripples swayed wildly, sweeping around.

The elders of the group bear the brunt, their bodies shuddered together, puffed out their blood, and like a shell, they flew backwards.

Their faces were completely distorted by pain and extreme horror. The pair of rounded eyes were filled with extreme horror and incredible colors.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

They bumped into the mountain wall, hitting big pits on the hard stone walls and then sliding down.

The group of disciples stood not far behind and were completely stunned by the change.

Then, as if they were struck by lightning, they were puffed with blood and flew out.

"God...oh my god! This momentum... this... what state is this..."

The elders struggled to climb, looked up at the figure not far away, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme.

That figure was terrible, exuding suffocating coercion. Around him, the void seemed to stagnate. The shattered rocks and dead leaves all floated up, stagnation in the air.

This scene is strange and terrifying.

"Ask me in the middle... No... I don't have such a terrifying power in the middle, this is a late old monster!"

An elder trembled.

Between his speeches, he was trembling all over.

In the first continent, when asked later, they were giant figures, and they were only under those leaders. Some of these powerful figures were also named as quasi-masters.

Each of these characters is terrifying.

"This...but you asked for it!"

Tang Hao drank coldly.

After he finished speaking, his first dragon pupil was bright, and a bright golden awn emerged. In an instant, the color of the world changed, the wind and clouds moved, and the violent wind swept the whole world.

Then, the second eye brightened.

Rumble!

The dark clouds pressed, the thunder light rolled, and the rainstorm came suddenly.

The violent wind and the torrential rain all moved around him. The rain came, turned into waves, and lifted him up. He stood on the top of the wave, the violent wind circling, a pair of golden pupils shining, the prosperity of the gods, overwhelming the sky.

"Gosh!"

In front of the mountain gate, the elders stumbled up and looked up at the sky with a shocked look on their faces.

The figure in the sky is like an ancient god!

At this moment, on the peaks of Soul Yanzong, whether it is a disciple or an elder, they all came out and looked at the mutated celestial phenomenon and gave out a look of surprise.

And when they saw the terrible figure rising in the wind and rain in the distance, they were all stunned.

The whole mountain range suddenly disappeared.

Everyone opened their mouths and their minds were blank.

In front of the main peak hall, Soul Yanzong palm leader was dumbfounded. Then, his eyes widened and he took a breath.

What a terrible momentum this is!

Even an ancestor, there is no such power!

He wailed in his heart, and then he shouted wildly: "Quick! Open the big formation, all the big formations are all open, all the elders gather, and, please give me all the ancestors of the older generation."

However, it was too late.

In the distance, the figure suddenly raised his hand and gave a false grip, and the sky-wide rain suddenly condensed into a huge giant palm, and it was suddenly depressed.

Boom!

Bang!

Under this giant palm, the mountains crumbled.

At this moment, the avalanche cracked and the water surged.

That palm was stupefied there, dumb.

He didn't know what to do. He had never met such a terrible character. Under that terrible divinity, everything seemed futile.

A feeling of despair came into his mind.

"Hand over the Soul Yan Jing!"

The figure carried the supreme supernatural power and came from the waves. His voice was low, like a thunderous thunder, rolling back and forth between heaven and earth.

"Soul Yan Jing?"

The palm teacher was startled, his face changed greatly.

That is how their supreme exercises can be handed over. For a sect, this is more important than life. Unless the sect is destroyed, it can never be handed over.

but……

He turned around and looked around, looking at the disciples struggling in the waves, hesitating again.

"Humph!"

There was a loud rumble, and everyone was trembling.

"No one dared not give what I want! If it is not paid, I don't mind destroying your soul Yanzong!"

The figure stepped on the waves and stood in front of the main peak, standing high and coming down like a god.

A cold color flashed in the pair of golden pupils.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand again and pressed down heavily, and another hundred feet of giant palms condensed out in the sky and snapped.

The world is shaking again!