The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Boy, don't be arrogant, you think you have been promoted to Eight Tribulation, we can't do anything about you!"

Emperor Dao hated to say.

He stared at Tang Hao, his face resentful.

"It was our care for those two times, which made your kid lucky and made you promoted to Ba Jie. This is my last regret!"

Taixu Daozhu angered.

In the Xuanhuang Tower, they shot twice, but failed to kill this child, so far he regretted it.

During the Seventh Tribulation, they still have a chance, but now this kid has been promoted to Eighth Tribulation, and it has become a serious problem. It is difficult to kill again.

At the moment, the six of them joined forces and may not be able to kill this child, but they can hit him hard, making him unable to recover for decades or even hundreds of years, so that they can interrupt the growth of this kid.

An eight-robber with serious injuries is less threatening to them every day.

"Today I want to see how much skill you guys have!"

Tang Hao squeezed his fist and said coldly.

At this moment, a surging force was exploding in his chest, running wildly on his limbs and corpses, making him seem to be burning with flesh and blood.

The energy contained in the ancient Buddha's relics is too powerful, and he already knows how to complete it. Among the Daohai and the first immortal rites, there is no longer a little fairy. These forces can only run in his flesh and blood, raging wildly.

He must vent these forces as soon as possible!

"Humph! Really arrogant!"

The Taixu Dao master smiled angrily, his expression sneered.

A junior who has just been promoted and dared to provoke their six veteran emperors is really arrogant and somewhat ignorant.

"For the first time, you borrowed the power of creating the Shenzhou, and for the second time, it was Wan'e Dudan. Now, what else do you have to do, despite the use of it, I will let you know today, you and me and other older people difference."

The Taixu Dao master shouted, and in the next moment, he shot abruptly.

He strode forward and danced wildly in a robe, the fairy on his body exploded into a column of shocking light, traversing the world.

Behind him, a huge circle of light appeared, turning slowly.

In an instant, the emptiness of the Quartet is frozen.

Within a hundred feet, the flow of time suddenly slowed down.

Tang Hao only felt that his body was sinking, and the invisible force of time seemed to turn into a shackle, and he put it on him, making his movements slow.

"Humph!"

He snorted softly. The old guy has no way to go, he also has it. At the moment, there is also a vision behind him. A reincarnation is unfolding, a wave of power is swaying, and it is against that time. .

"The power of reincarnation!"

Taixu Dao disdain.

His time is too empty to be alone in the world, the power of this child's reincarnation is only able to barely block him.

His figure suddenly disappeared, and he reached Tang Hao in the next moment, throbbing Tianxianwei with a punch.

In the Eight Tribulation, the strongest is the flesh.

At this moment, he had to use the flesh to suppress this child.

"interesting!"

Tang Hao swept away and murmured.

This Taixu Lao'er deserves to be a veteran emperor, or a leader of such powerful Taoism as Taixutian. This flesh does not know how many days and treasures have been absorbed and how many years it took to cultivate.

Among all the emperors, the flesh of this vain old man should be ranked among the top five.

But it is a pity that this old man encountered his evil spirit.

He didn't even know how powerful his flesh was. Congenital Xuan Huang's gas, and the chaotic gas made by him, made his flesh abnormal.

As for the cultivation, both of them are the same.

At the moment, he squeezed his fist, and the rushing power of the whole body immediately gathered, and as he punched out, he vented out as much as possible.

Boom!

There was a muffled noise, like thunder and thunder blowing in nine days.

In an instant, the endless Xianhui burst into flames, and the sky and sky were vast.

"You...you are..."

In Xianhui, the Taixu Taoist suddenly changed color, and his original contempt turned into extreme shock.

It was then that he discovered that this child's cultivation practice was no longer the initial stage of knowledge, but a state of perfection like him.

How can this be?

He cultivated for thousands of years and spent a lot of spirits, and only then did he reach the state of perfection, but how long did this kid get promoted?

"It's a Buddhist altar!"

Then, the Master Taixu Dao woke up.

That shrine is a legendary Buddhist treasure, and it must be a treasure of peerless medicine.

This child's luck is too bad!

He was shocked.

Soon after he was promoted to the Eight Tribulation, he was able to obtain this treasure, and his promotion was completed. What a terrifying, unlucky luck.

He was even more jealous.

But soon, he became horrified again, because he found that his opponent's power was a little too powerful, and it came like a storm, making him gradually unable to resist.

But he can't retreat, but he is the lord of the heavenly sky, how can the elders of the older generation lose to a younger generation.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he madly urged the fairy, and at the same time, a mysterious line appeared on his flesh, with a dazzling golden light, which made his body suddenly skyrocketed by several percent.

Damn!

There was a scream.

A fiery red divine light emerged from him, turned into a divine phoenix, and flew around him.

Then, there are dragons, tigers, and snakes, and there is a constant light rushing out of him, turning into various ancient fierce beasts.

Each time he drilled one, his power rose a lot.

The mysterious lines are the Taixu God pattern, the Taixu fairy body inherited from his generations, and those divine lights are the blood of various fierce beasts he collected and refined. The more he refines, he The stronger the fairy body.

"Great handwriting!"

Tang Hao glanced and couldn't help admiring.

There are at least hundreds of ancient fierce beasts that can be seen by Taixu Lao'er. The lowest is the blood of Emperor Bajie, most of which are supreme blood, which is not a big deal.

I thought that he had gone through the Eight Wastelands in order to refine the Chaos Blood, and spent so much effort to collect so many kinds of demon blood, but this is hundreds of kinds!

"If this old monster is cultivated, how much blood can be produced!"

Tang Hao's heart was a little fiery, and the eyes of the Taixu Taoist were all greenish.

But he just thought about it, but it was very difficult to kill Emperor Ba Jie, not to mention refining, unless the Jiu Jie was promoted, it would be possible to achieve the ultimate supernatural powers.

"But it's a pity that you have so much blood, it's still not as good as my chaotic blood, Xuan Huang Qi."

Tang Hao burst with a scream, a huge shock, a bold chaotic air, a majestic majestic black air, and at the same time erupted, rolling towards the ancient fierce beasts flying all over the sky.

Accompanied by a scream, the hundreds of beasts were hanged.

Then, snorted.

That Taixu Dao's face changed, his body fluttered like a shell, and he flew out.

With a loud puff, a golden blood of blood rose out of his mouth.