The Mightiest Little Peasant

Battlefield Quartet.

Everyone stopped.

Whether it is the Nine-color family, or the human race, the descendants of the gods, all eyes are on one place.

There, the two figures are fighting fiercely.

One is the supreme deity of the Nine-color clan, and the other is one of the leaders of the human race, with the title of domineering evil!

The outcome of the battle between the two will determine the outcome of the war.

Everyone held their breath.

"Tang surnamed, die him!"

Among the human races, Liu Heihu is shouting.

Although he hated the Tang surname and wanted to avenge his dreams, it was definitely not now. He even hated the miscellaneous members of this group of nine colors.

On the big chemical warship, the old locust tree, the rain master, the chemical warrior and so on, were all worried and nervous.

Dang Dang Dang!

Dense sounds, like thunder, kept exploding.

In the dazzling divine light, the fighting method of the two was very simple. A real artifact, a fairy, and madness against the bombardment. When the weapons were all falling apart, the two were close to the body and their fists were against each other.

At this level, what magical skills are basically useless, far less direct and effective than this.

"Why is this kid so powerful?"

For a while, the god horrified his heart.

This humanoid kid, but not even one hundred years old!It was so amazing to be able to deal with him for so long, and he couldn't help it for a while, which is really amazing!

"No! If you fight like this, you can't kill this kid at all. It seems that you can only use the power of God! Fortunately, Xuanhong can't do it, and it doesn't cost me too much of the power of the true god, otherwise I can't kill this kid!"

He secretly said.

At the next moment, he was shocked, and the golden light on his body suddenly rose, and there was a monstrous breath of true gods.

Suddenly, Tang Hao's face changed.

This power... is not the peak of the nine stars, but the power of the true God!

In this guy's armor, there is the power of the Dragon Uncle in the Nine Colors!

"Boy, die!"

The god messenger sipped and patted with a palm.

Tang Hao stopped his face, his face changed again, and with a puff, he bleed out blood and flew backwards.

He closed his body, and when he looked at his palm, his palm was already cracked.

His perfect body was wounded for the first time!

At first glance, the messenger was stunned.

But he used the power of the true god to break a small crack. This flesh is too abnormal!

"Humph! I can't die you with a single palm, I'll take ten palms, one hundred palms, until your flesh shatters and the true spirit bursts!"

He grinned and waved again.

Boom!

Tang Hao flew away again, the crack in his palm deepened.

He immediately urged the God Furnace and swallowed a large mouthful of God's Liquid to repair the crack.

"Humph! I'm going to see how much power you really have!"

Tang Hao snorted, struggling to urge the God Furnace, and began to accelerate the divine corpse in the Furnace.

"It's enough to kill you!"

God made a big drink and waved it again.

"I don't think so!"

Tang Hao sneered, but also waved his hand and went away.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

He was constantly flapped and spitting blood, and his body didn't break apart, but as long as he swallowed a sip of sap, he could recover a lot.

"How could this be?"

"What furnace are you?"

The god watched, and gradually became irritable.

I don't know what this dark golden furnace is. It's really incredible. It can be refined into a deity-level figure and transformed into essence, which can be absorbed.

"I broke your furnace first!"

He screamed and offered a sharp gun, slamming toward the furnace.

"Humph!"

Tang Hao grabbed the Divine Furnace and smashed it.

clang!

Guns and furnaces fought, exploding the boundless light.

Both were snorting, and were shocked to fly backwards.

The angel kept his body and looked at the furnace again, intact. The fire inside was still raging, and his body was sinking, and his face sank, unsightly.

"I don't believe it, I really can't kill you today!"

He roared, madly burning the power of the true god, punching one punch after another, banging forward.

Tang Hao kept mumbling and flew back, but soon, he stood up again.

Haotiankai has long since been scrapped and completely shattered.

His palms were also covered with cracks, and even if he swallowed the spirit liquid, it was too late to repair.

But he still gritted his teeth and stood up again and again.

As long as he survives, he wins!

Once the power of the true god is exhausted, the opponent will die!

Seeing this, the four sides of the battlefield were silent.

At this level of war, both of them are almost exhausted, the power of the true god is limited, and the body in that furnace is also limited. Whoever runs out first will lose!

Boom!

The two once again hit each other, and each flew out.

The angel was struggling to get up, but his breath was suddenly diminished and weakened.

The power of the true god has been exhausted!

"Haha!"

Tang Hao got up, swallowed the last bit of magic liquid, and smiled.

In the end, he survived.

"To win!"

Suddenly, the Quartet camp cheered.

"How could this be!"

The angel looked up and looked unwilling.

Obviously, it was almost impossible to kill this kid and win this battle.

Tang Hao grabbed the furnace and walked forward step by step. He urged the last power of his body, and he would smash it away, bursting this guy's head, and then calm him up and slowly refine it.

But at this moment, he seemed to sense something, and when he looked up, he saw an opening in the light curtain above, and an eye, a huge golden eye, appeared staring secretly.

Suddenly, he was horrified.

This is... that uncle of the true god level!

"Your remnants... Damn! Those who practice this way of God, damn it!"

An angry roar came from outside the sky and shook the entire battlefield.

Everyone looked up and looked horrified.

"Dead! You must die!"

There was another roar, and the Uncle Dragon looked into the palm, seeming to get into the hole to kill Tang Hao.

But at the next moment, there was a scream.

The light curtain reacted, and a golden divine light poured out, covering the dragon uncle.

"I'm wounded! Damn it! It's all you sin!"

"Kill! Kill him for me!"

Long Bo roared wildly outside.

And the god messenger, a sudden madness appeared in his eyes, he stepped forward, hugged Tang Hao, in his body, a terror force was erupting.

"No! It's self-explosive!"

Tang Hao's face changed.

That Uncle Long could not come in and could not kill him, so he manipulated the angel across the light curtain and used the disintegration to explode to kill him.

With the power of this god, once he explodes, all people in the Quartet will die, including the group of nine-color clan.

"Go away!"

Tang Hao shouted at the human race, and then waved a hand, wanting to get rid of the shackles of this god, but, to no avail, he was dying, the disintegration in the body was accelerating, and the breath was more terrifying.

"That's too late!"

Tang Hao stomped on the soles of his feet and rushed upward.

"dominate!"

"Tang Daoyou!"

A horror sounded in the human race.

Everyone was stunned by this change, and some reactions could not come.

"Hao!"

On the big chemical ship, Yu Shiyan's body shook and his face instantly turned pale.

Ji Xuanmei beside her was also dumbfounded, looking at the sky-going figure, her face pale.

"Master!"

Yunrong Fairy, Yinfeng and others shouted and rushed out.

"go!"

But the old locust tree at the bow of the ship fell sharply, urging the Shenzhou, and then retreated.

At the same time, he also stretched out the wooden sticks and pulled the demon god sect warship back.

He frantically unfolded his body, the wood branches spread out, and pulled all the cultivators, big ships, and ancient cities of the Quartet back.

The Nine-color clan is also in chaos. Everyone screamed and fled back crazy.

Boom!

At the next moment, in everyone's horrified eyes, a burst of divine light exploded, radiant and engulfed the whole sky.

Many people of the nine colors could not escape, were affected by the divine light, and immediately disappeared.

When the divine light dissipated, there was nothing in that void.

Only the collapsed void, the void murmured.