The Mightiest Little Peasant

Boom!Boom!

A loud noise shook the world.

Above the sky, gold electro-optics continued to split and bombarded the large array.

The large array continued to tremble, and several had already been exploded.

"How could this be!"

The blood slaughter leader looked up at the sky, his face was trance, and his face was extremely pale.

Dazhen can't hold on for long, the guy's strength is too terrible, it is impossible to block!

And once broken, he will definitely die!

Because he has no way to escape, this is a world of thousands, a closed space, where he can escape, in front of this guy, he may not even have the opportunity to escape.

"It's over!"

He murmured, his figure trembling with extreme fear.

People with higher cultivation levels are naturally more afraid of death!

It took him so much trouble to repair the Eight Tribulation, how could he be so willing to die.

"Maybe there is still a chance. The guy is tired and will give up on his own!"

He comforted himself.

Although he knew that this possibility was extremely low, it was his only hope.

However, at that moment, the figure above the sky shook and swept straight down, and the whole body burst out like a blazing glow, accompanied by a sound of trembling dragon dragon, there were thousands of true dragons coming out, Pushed towards the big battle.

Then, there were hundreds of feet out of the figure, all of them looked strange, some of them were snake-like human faces, and some had eight arms, like the ancient gods.

"That... is the legendary true spirit?"

"How come there are so many? Still so huge?"

At first glance, the Blood Slaughter Master was completely shocked.

The impact of this scene on him is more than a hundred times, a thousand times more shocking than just before!

In four years, from three tips to nine tips, it is indeed shocking, but there are more than one true spirits built, which is totally incredible!

Although he has not seen the true spirit, he also has some understanding of the true spirit. The ancestors left a lot of classics and mentioned it. This is something that is difficult to cultivate. Even in ancient times, it was necessary to refine a true spirit. It is also extremely difficult.

But this guy did not just make it out, it was all about it!

This strength is terrifying!

Looking at the true spirit that was thrown in the sky, his legs were trembling straight, and he became more and more frightened.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

A series of loud noises.

The mountains were trembling, and the large array dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, under the mad impact of those real dragons, the layers burst apart.

"broken!"

Drink clearly.

At the next moment, the Blood Slaughter Knife appeared, inspiring a dazzling blade of swords and slashing down.

In the horrified glances of the blood slaughter leader and all the doormen of the Quartet, the large array was completely torn apart.

The figure walked in, the whole body was radiant, the real dragon was coiled, and the divine power was skyrocketing.

thump!thump!

I don't know who started it. The silhouettes of the four sides of the mountains kneeled down one after another, crawling on the ground and shaking.

"Shang Xian Rao Ming!"

Many people are like pounding garlic, knocking their heads up and begging wildly.

"Come out!"

Tang Hao glanced at them, turned his eyes, and shot towards the palace where the blood slaughter leader was.

"Shangxian Raoming! My blood slaughter is willing to go to Shangxian!"

The blood slaughter leader flew out of the temple, and when he was near, he threw himself down and knelt.

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows with surprise.

He didn't expect that this guy was so arrogant, and he begged for mercy when he came up.

"Alright!"

Tang Hao nodded.

After all, it is an Emperor Ba Jie, a great fighting force, and it is a pity to just kill it.

"This soul, take it!"

He chopped out a soul and swept past.

The blood slaughtered master shuddered, a flash of humiliation flashed across his face.

In the blood slaughter world, he is the strongest and the master of blood slaughter. He is supreme in this world, but now, he has to succumb to others and be a servant. He is really unwilling.

But when he looked up and looked at the man in front of him, his mind was shaking again, and he could only gritt his teeth and took the soul with his scalp.

Even if he is unwilling, he can only accept this result, otherwise it will be the end of the body.

"In the future, call me Lord!"

Tang Hao looked at him indifferently.

"Yes! Lord!"

The blood-slaughtering leader knelt on his knees and called out congratulations.

The people of Sifang Blood Tujiao watched this scene and were shocked.

Their leader, who once had an invincible presence in their minds, is now creeping under this foot and becoming his servant, which makes them somewhat unacceptable.

"You, it's not bad, the second robbery!"

Tang Hao turned and glanced at the doormen one by one.

Suddenly, when he looked away, he saw a young man, who was the last time he came and pretended to be the blood slaughtered disciple. He still remembered his name, Jiang Yang.

Today, he is already a saint.

The young man was startled, a little dazed.

Does this terrible Shangxian know him?

Wait, is this the mysterious emperor who appeared in Zongli four years ago and is also the predecessor who gave him many treasures?

"You, come here! I will give you another fortune!"

Tang Hao waved at him.

The young man stepped forward excitedly and knelt down.

"Predecessor Deng, Jiang Yang has always kept in mind!" He bumped his head.

"Get up!"

Tang Hao smiled and said.

As soon as he flicked his sleeve, a brilliant god crystal flew out, suspended in front of him.

Then, a few drops of blood flew out of the ring, each drop was golden, and the breath was extremely amazing. The few drops of blood would still move, turning into dragons from time to time, circling in the air.

This is the essence and blood of a real dragon, and it is still at the level of the nine robbery, which contains the power of the blood of the dragon family.

He scratched at the few drops of blood, and there was blood like silk, which was caught by him.

This is the power of his blood.

He grabbed the other hand with that other hand and began to condense.

This is the bloodline of the nine-color clan. He can't fully use this bloodline and needs to be reformed.

After a while, this crystal, which shone with nine colors, turned into seven colors, and the material became more pure.

Then, he integrated the extracted dragon blood into the crystal.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone in the Quartet looked at this scene, and they were all a little confused, but they couldn't understand the means of this god.

Even the blood slaughter leader looked stunned.

All he knew was that the crystal was very unusual, exuding an atmosphere of eight robbery levels.

"All right!"

For another moment, Tang Hao finally integrated the blood of the true dragon perfectly with that piece of God Crystal.

Then, as soon as he brushed his sleeves, Shen Jing flew towards the young man's eyebrows and drilled into it.

"Senior, this is..."

The young man was shocked at once, only to feel that his heart was burning.

"Don't resist!"

Tang Hao shouted.

The young man was trembling and fell quickly, twitching painfully, but his breath was constantly rising, and at the same time, the breath also changed, from fairy breath to god breath, and demon Ethnic flavor.