The Mightiest Little Peasant

On Qi Tianfeng, the gods roared.

A circle of horrible sound waves swayed wildly.

The nine pupils of the gods, all opened wide, blasted a huge beam of divine light, and madly fired. Once the immortal Tianjun was bombarded, it instantly evaporated.

They were panic-stricken, yelling in horror, and fled wildly.

At this moment, they only hate that they have lost one leg and cannot run faster.

"stop!"

A furious roar came from midair.

The God of War Mountain swooped down, his golden body launched, and his whole body glowed brilliantly. There were six round wheels behind him, slowly turning. Each round wheel had different patterns and exhaled a breath of heaven.

This is the six golden bodies.

Qiang Qiang!

Dao Jinguang flew out and assembled into a golden armor in an instant.

As soon as the armor increased, his momentum rose again, and he became more terrified. He did not sacrifice any weapons, directly squeezed his fist, and blasted away according to the silver god.

Sigh!

Under this punch, the void is somewhat distorted.

This is a god of war, superb powers, when fully shot, can completely penetrate the void.

"Scary boy, die!"

The master of the Hundred Yuan Dao screamed loudly, and his face was full of crazy killing opportunities.

He was going to kill the wicked boy and avenge his dead doormen.

I saw him waving his hand, but a red light flew out, but a scroll.

The scroll unfolded in the air, revealing a picture. On that picture, there were nine rounds of blazing sun display, exuding a breath of extreme yang to fierceness.

And around the scorching sun, there was another golden black shadow.

This is the Chiyang nine-day map, the eight-robbed weapon, and one of the treasures of the Hunyuan dojo.

As soon as this picture is shown, it can burn up the eight wastelands and six ties. In the hands of a half-central strong man, the power that can be exerted is extremely terrifying.

"go with!"

He sipped, and the treasure figure shook, and the previous round of the big sun broke out of the figure, surrounded by Jinwu, and fell straight towards Qi Tianfeng.

"I'm leaning!" Not far away, the golden black magic weapon cried out, "Meet the same race!"

"Scary boy, come to life!"

With a terrifying roar, Wei Chiyuan rushed out of the ruins, covered with a huge shock, and a magnificent breath rushed out, turned into a beam of light, and rushed straight into the sky.

When he waved his hand, he also sacrificed a treasure, a blue ancient lamp.

The old lamp was worn and the atmosphere was obscure.

But at the next moment, after the wick lit up, a huge breath filled up, and a turquoise flame rose, turning into a blue phoenix, spreading its wings and screaming.

The screaming sounded like a golden cracked stone, swaying in the sky.

For a time, three saints, three attacks, all came together.

Tang Hao was not afraid, but instead held the law, and stepped up from step to step.

Behind him, the silver god roared, and the nine god pupils turned around and drove towards the three attacks.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Three beams of light directly hit the God of War Mountain.

Suddenly, the God of War God's body shook and his face suddenly changed. His eyes widened and covered with shock, the power of this divine light was completely beyond his imagination.

"how come……"

He whispered, his figure was uncontrolled, and he shot back.

The other three beams of light shone to the nine rounds of the sun, and directly bombarded them, completely destroyed.

The Hunyuan Taoist groaned, and his face also changed, revealing a bit of horror.

This power is really scary.

On the other side, the blue phoenix was also struck by divine light, screamed, and flew out.

Witnessing this scene, everyone in the Quartet was a bit dull.

They are a little unbelievable. These three, but half-celestial sages, the characters with the means of heaven, joined hands together, and they were also defeated?

Was the Divine Doppelgänger arrogant?

Grunt!

They swallowed hard and their faces paled.

After Lord God of War stabilized his body, his complexion became dignified, and his heart was even more embarrassed.

"Ji Laojie, what are you waiting for, hurry up and destroy this kid together!" He yelled upward.

"Okay! I also want to try, how powerful is this avatar!"

The saint who surnamed Ji Ji answered.

Then, there was a flash of thunder behind him, and a figure came out.

This avatar stepped out and gradually grew into a thunder giant, swooping down.

"I'll join in the fun too!"

That Luo Jianzun also shot.

This time, the seven saints all shot together.

The silver god screamed and opened his nine eyes again, blazing divine light, and frantically fired into the four directions. Then, his body stretched out, expanded a few times, waved a giant palm, and shot towards the saints.

Boom!

Just after the God of War Mountain received the divine light, the giant palm came, and his face was covered, and he screamed and fell directly, smashing a huge pit on the ground.

what!

With a scream, Yu Chiyuan was also shot and flew out, and the blue old lanterns were released.

He hadn't stabilized his body yet, and another palm came, covering his face directly.

puff!

He was shocked all over, bleed out blood, and flew backwards. His treasure was exploded, and it became very ragged and embarrassed.

He was trembling, and he was almost mad.

He was a holy saint, and he had suffered such humiliation.

When he screamed, he was about to regroup and fight desperately with the kid.

But at that moment, the giant palm came again. Obviously, he was specially taken care of.

Looking at the giant palm that smashed his head and face, he was dumbfounded, and the murderous opportunities before he was full of frustration.

"I am your mother!"

He blurted out with a curse, trying to dodge, but it was too late. The palm was covered directly, and he was shocked, and he was spraying blood.

Then, it was another palm.

Palm after palm, he kept vomiting blood, and the old face was blue and white, and even his flesh began to split, with blood splattering, miserable.

"Ancestor!"

The people of the Yuchi clan roared anxiously.

The others were standing still, looking at the scene with shock.

The seven saints joined forces, and they couldn't get the doppelganger. Instead, they were beaten in disarray.

"Stinky boy, my 18th generation of your ancestor!"

"I rely on! You beat me again! Don't hit your face!"

The big Luo Jianzun kept scolding, and he was flew out constantly, somehow.

After such a fierce battle, suddenly, the silver god was stiff and his breath suddenly weakened a lot.

Tang Hao's figure also flickered, and the dharma was almost released.

He was almost at the limit, his body could not support it.

"Haha! He can't do it!"

"Quick! Kill him!"

The saints were overjoyed, boosting their momentum and killing again.

Tang Hao raised his eyes and glanced coldly at the Quartet.

He could feel that his physical body was completely collapsed, and he couldn't hold on for even a minute, but even so, his face remained calm.

Under this calm surface, what is surging is monstrous hatred.