The Mightiest Little Peasant

"you you……"

The Nanwu Taoist screamed and shivered violently.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure in front with a terrified look, as if he were a ghost.

This is not five hundred blood at all, at least it is the cultivation of five thousand blood!

Considering that this kid's blood is not ordinary, but supreme blood, then the amount of fairy blood in his body is almost more than two thousand.

More than two thousand drops of supreme blood!

This number is terrible!

For the Seven Tribulation with more than a thousand drops of blood like this, it is undoubtedly a crushing existence.

"How could this be?"

On the big ship, Xu Heng and others finally recovered, and all were horrified.

In more than half a year, it has soared from five hundred cents of blood to more than two thousand drops of blood. This is really incredible!

If they didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it.

"Over the past six months, what chance did this kid get?"

"More than two thousand drops of supreme blood rose all at once, where is there such an opportunity in this world?"

They are jealous and doubtful.

They simply can't think of any chance in this world that allows people to cultivate so much in such a short time!

"This bastard!"

The god curse son clenched his teeth, and his envy was going crazy.

It used to be five hundred blood, but now it is more than two thousand blood...

By what!This guy's luck is so good, the chances are continuous, and within a few years, he has been far away from him and has become an existence that needs him to look up.

He is the eldest son of God Curse Heaven, and his origins, blood, and which are not a thousand times or ten thousand times stronger than this guy, why God does not favor him, but favor this guy!

He clenched his fists, the jealous fire burning wildly in his heart.

"This kid... When was it so powerful?"

"Did this dig a whole fairy grave?"

At this time, Ling Zhanxu and others also recovered.

They looked at Tang Hao up and down, and they still couldn't believe it.

"Good boy! At least two thousand five hundred blood! There are more than two thousand drops of blood. Even if you dig the fairy grave, you can't find so many treasures of heaven and earth! Not every fairy grave has this kind of thing. Treasure!"

Ling Zhan Xu said.

"It seems that during this time, Tang Daoyou has a chance to shock!"

Yu Shiyan said.

She looked at Tang Hao from top to bottom, smirked, and her eyes were full of joy.

"Taohua Daoyou, it seems that you already knew it, so hide from us! You are not kind!"

Jiang Zhengdao and others took a look at the sidewalker, and when he saw him calm, he understood it.

Zaihuazi smiled and said, "Elder Tang himself said he wanted to keep it secret, and I couldn't help it!"

"This kid, it's too kind!"

Ling Zhanxuedao.

Although he was in a state of decency, he did not blame anything in his tone, but was full of joy.

"Right, how much blood is there?"

Then he asked curiously.

The chemist stretched out his hand and compared three fingers.

"Three thousand?"

Ling Zhan was shocked and took a breath of breath, which was more than five hundred blood than he estimated.

"Three thousand blood?"

On the large ship opposite, a burst of exclamation sounded.

"In just half a year, this son has risen 2,500 blood!"

"This is incredible!"

They were more shocked.

"This kid... what's going on? I've never seen such an unnatural growth rate. Even in the ancient times, I couldn't find such a wicked character!"

Xuheng Dao's face is a bit ugly.

The boy's growth rate shocked him once again. At this moment he looked at the young man with a little panic in his heart.

He has practiced for thousands of years, and only then has today’s cultivation behavior, and this kid, still so young, not even a hundred years old, has already surpassed him, cultivation cultivation is twice as much as him, how can he Not anxious, even panic.

He was worried that this kid would continue to grow at the current speed against the sky.

Then in a few years, this kid will grow to a height that makes it hard for him to reach.

"You can't let him take away the ring, and make Shenzhou!"

He grinned as he gritted his teeth.

"Yes! This god of fortune can never fall into his hands. If he is allowed to open the door of the fortune and take out the accumulation of the Tao for ten thousand years, his cultivation will inevitably skyrocket."

Shouted the elder of the curse.

A group of thousands of strong bloody men looked at each other and had a consensus, that is, at all costs, it is necessary to prevent this kid from getting the ring.

Although this kid's cultivation base is two to three times as high as theirs, they are large enough for a battle.

"Want to stop me? It depends on whether you have this skill!"

Tang Hao sneered, the flash of light flashed over his head, two successive divine lights jumped out, and turned into two avatars, which were arranged on both sides of him.

"This is... his avatar? No, this momentum... God! Is that also a thousand blood?"

When Xu Heng and others looked at it, they were horrified again.

The two avatars are very powerful, especially the golden celestial body ancestor. The radiance on it is clearly a thousand blood level. The other buddha avatar is not so high in cultivation, but There are also two or three hundred blood strength.

This really shocked them. Even if this boy was promoted to three thousand blood, why would a clone have a thousand blood?

Just between their shocks, Tang Hao suddenly shot, and the temples flew out, instantly enlarged, and slammed towards the big ship.

At the same time, Yuan Tai's avatar was armed with a golden sharp gun and shot away.

"not good!"

"Fast!"

Xu Heng and others recovered, and were shocked immediately, hurriedly to resist.

"This is my creation, do you want to get your fingers dirty?"

Tang Hao snorted, stepped forward, and gently touched his hand, then grabbed the forged ring and firmly held it in his palm.