The Mightiest Little Peasant

Li Gongzi's face also changed.

Blood King, and Taixu Daozhu!

Both of them are Emperor Ba Jie, the pinnacle of Pangu.

There are billions of cultivators in the whole Pangu world, but the number of Emperor Ba Jie will not exceed fifty, and every one is an earth-shattering figure.

"The one in front is...?"

She asked.

"It's the blood king!" Tang Hao frowned.

Oh, son Li.

This is also normal. Although they are both eight robbers, their qualifications are different. The Taixu Daoist became enlightened earlier, and he is still the leader of the Taixu Daotong, and the blood king is just a loose repair from the lower realm, and the enlightenment is not. Hundreds of years.

Whether it's cultivation or spiritual passage, this blood king is almost a bit.

"I have heard for a long time that the Master Taixu Dao chased and killed the Blood King outside the realm. I didn't expect to encounter it here today." She said, "After so many years, they haven't even got a victory."

"There is no victory or defeat, this is the best!"

Tang Hao looked at the distance and murmured.

For him, the two are so entangled that it is the best result. It is best to fight for a few more decades, so that he has enough time to attack the Eight Tribes.

"Also! If the overly false Daoist wins, he will definitely come to Brother Tang for your trouble. He will not let Brother Tang grow up and become the second blood king!" Li Gongzi nodded.

"Yes!"

Tang Hao responded.

His eyebrows were tight, and he was full of worry.

What he did not say is that if the Blood King wins, he is also very dangerous, because he has what the Blood King wants-the ninth Taixu Mark.

At this time, Bao Zhou had stopped, and both of them had condensed their breath and did not want to be noticed.

However, they were still found. The divine light at the front paused for a moment, and the divine thought swept away from it, and then, there was a soft sound.

"Why is this kid?"

At the next moment, the chasing light from the rear also stopped, also sweeping towards this side.

"This kid!"

A deep cold drink came from afar, and the tone was a little bad.

"This baby girl is...Suzaku's girl?"

Then he noticed Li Gongzi, a little surprised.

"Junior Li, have seen the Blood Emperor, and there are too empty Dao master!"

Li Gongzi bowed to the two of them, calling out respectfully.

"Have seen Senior Blood!" Tang Hao only bowed to the Blood King. "That day, in the Chaoshan Mountain, the senior handed out to help. This kindness of love has always been remembered in the heart."

"Your kid can! Just a few years later, it's all five hundred cents blood!"

The divine light in front dissipated, showing a bloody figure.

"I know all your deeds over the years. Even if we didn't lose the face of our nether cultivators, even if I was that year, it would be worse than you!"

Blood King smiled.

"Humph!"

The vain Daoist groaned immediately.

He was still shrouded in dazzling fairy radiance, and he could not see clearly, but could only vaguely see the silhouette of the figure.

Hearing this anger, the blood king immediately laughed, "I'm too foolish, old man, but I heard that your precious heirs have been scrapped by him, you are too vain!"

The Taixu Taoist snorted again.

"Blood Demon, don't be complacent, wait for this place to clean up you, the next one is him!"

He said coldly.

Then, his two beams of cold eyes shot out, staring towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was staring at the scalp with tingling. This was an Emperor Ba Jie, and the momentum on his body was as deep as the deep sea, which made him breathless.

"Your little life, you will stay here first!"

The Taixu Dao master snorted coldly, his figure moved, and rushed towards the bloody figure in front of him.

"Boy, we will have a date!"

The Blood King screamed, turned into a divine light, and hurried away.

During the chase, the two quickly disappeared into the vast void.

Tang Hao stood on the treasure boat, looking at the direction of the two people going away, eyebrows locked tightly, his expression dignified.

When Fangcai Taixu Dao stared at him, he could feel that his gaze stayed on his brow for a while. Taixu Dao might have guessed that he was the ninth king.

After all, this is not a difficult thing to guess. He was born in the lower realm, has excellent talent, and is also related to the Blood King. As long as the Dao Dao is not stupid, he should be able to guess.

"Hopefully, they can fight longer!"

It took a long time before Tang Hao returned his gaze.

"Brother Tang, you don't have to worry too much!"

Li Gongzi also withdrew his gaze, comforted, and then urged Bao Zhou to gallop away.