The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Oh my God!"

On the Sifang ship, everyone looked horrified.

The guy in white slapped the guard of the Rakshasa ship with a light slap, and then walked in like this, grabbed the powerful and fierce night Rakshasa, and lifted it up.

This scene is too scary!

That is not a low-level saint, but a half-step powerhouse with a true spirit of more than 6,000 feet!

But in front of that guy, he didn't even have the ability to resist. It was a bit strange and infiltrating.

"He... who is he?"

On the Sea Dragon Ship, Ji Ruyin was still a little frightened, her pretty face pale.

She looked at the Rakshasa ship, a little lost.

The figure in white clothes, hunting clothes, black hair dancing wildly, there is a shocking power all over his body, his eyes are dazzling, domineering, and impressive like the ancient gods, just a glance can make people feel trembling.

In front of him, she felt so small and humble.

She felt a little unbelievable, how could anyone in this world have such a peerless style?

She had been fortunate enough to meet several Nine Tribulations Saint Ancestor, but no one had such a temperament!

Those geniuses, evildoers, let alone those.

"Ruyin, let's go!"

Behind her, the few elders who looked at the Rakshasa ship, all shuddered with fright, and their faces turned pale.

They screamed and started urging the big ship, tearing open a void in front.

"Let's go back quickly, please let the leader go!"

On the ship of the Righteous Alliance, Zhen Hao Cheng screamed, also pale and frightened.

He was almost shocked!

That guy in white clothes is really terrifying, and his supernatural powers are even more weird. If he doesn't leave, he will follow in the footsteps of the two on Raksha Island.

"Walk around!"

There was a panic shout on the Yaozu ship.

A group of demon emperors urged the ship in a hurry, tore open the void, and got in.

Only then did people from other parties wake up and fled.

Tang Hao naturally noticed it, but he didn't care. Those people's accounts would be settled later, and the accounts of Raksha Island should be settled first.

He stared at the Rakshasa that night coldly, his palms kept squeezing tight.

Bang!

In the end, the Rakshasa also exploded this night, and he was shocked into powder.

thump!thump!

Suddenly, there was a sound of collapse of the ship in all directions.

Those evil cultivators were so scared that they sat down on the ground, trembling all over, their expressions were extremely frightened.

In their eyes, the white-clothed man in front of him, who looked like an immortal, was a hundred times more terrifying than the ancient demon god.

"Run!"

Then they rushed up and fleeing out without life.

Staying on this ship, they have only one dead end, but if they run out together, they will have a chance to escape.

"court death!"

Tang Hao opened his eyes and let out a burst of gas.

The sound was thunderous, filled with shocking weather, and blew up on this ship.

Suddenly, there was a muffled grunt, and the figures that rushed up all stopped, and if they were hit hard, many people even puffed out blood.

Their look also became even more frightened.

A loud drink can shock a person to vomiting blood and seriously hurt. What a terrifying magical power this is!

"Don't even want to run!"

Tang Hao let out a cold cry, stomped the sole of his foot abruptly, with a surge of vigor, centered on him, suddenly swept away, and in the blink of an eye, swept the entire ship.

Everything came to a halt on this big ship.

Those figures were so frozen in mid-air, their eyes widened, their faces twisted, and they were full of extreme horror.

Then, with a bang, a figure exploded, and it was directly fried to make powder.

Then, with another sound, someone exploded.

The tens of thousands of evil repairs on Raksha Island on this ship are like setting off firecrackers. They explode one after another, whether it is the eight calamities or the seven calamities, all of them are a fate, that is, they turn into powder, and the body and spirit are destroyed. .

In an instant, there were only two people left on this big ship.

Tang Hao, there is also the real spirit light.

Ever since the ghost of Luocha died, the real person Lingguang had been stunned. Today, he is still standing there, completely unable to recover.

Although he had been tortured and his whole body was stunned by blood nails, his consciousness was still sober and he could see clearly.

Like slaughtering chickens and dogs, they pinched two rakshas to death.

Then, he stomped down and blasted the ship, tens of thousands of seven calamities, and even the evil repairs of the eight calamities.

What a shocking method this is!

What kind of person is this... and what is his cultivation base?

"Tsk! Really poor!"

Tang Hao probed his hand and took all the Naxu Rings and storage bags left by the tens of thousands of evil cultivators, opened them and looked at them. Apart from some spars, there was nothing very good, even the two great rakshas. There is no good baby.

These two guys are also using ordinary nine hijacking weapons.

However, there are really a lot of spars on these two people, and the baby's rank is not high, but the victory lies in the large number, which is still a bit valuable.

The real person Lingguang just came back to his senses, when he heard this sound, he was stunned.

That's tens of thousands of Seven Tribulations, and there are many collections of Eight Tribulations. Among them, there are even the entire wealth of two true spiritual stage powerhouses. They can't even get in the eyes of this one, because they are too poor?

This group of evil cultivators are not ordinary cultivators. They kill people and steal treasures everywhere, and their wealth is rich.

Too!

But soon, he was relieved again.

This supernatural power is so powerful, he is such a shocking figure, I am afraid that ordinary things have long been looked down upon.

After reading those Naxu Rings again, Tang Hao was included in the Haotian Rings.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at the real spirit light.

He raised his hand to take a photo, and the blood spikes flew out and were shaken by him.

That Lingguang real figure trembled and almost fell down.

"I really didn't expect that they would catch you, and then use your breath to track this chart, and you will be implicated!" Tang Hao took out the chart and said.

"Senior made a serious statement!"

The real person Lingguang knelt on the ground immediately and said, "This matter is not the fault of the senior, it has nothing to do with the senior, but the people on Rakshasa Island are too vicious and insidious, and the Ten Thousand Demon Island, the righteous alliance people are too overbearing. I’m so grateful for Senior to save me!"

"That being said, I still feel a little sorry!"

Tang Haodao.

He doesn't like other people being implicated because of himself, although this is just an unrelated stranger, just meeting right away.

"You wait a moment!"

Tang Hao pondered for a moment, a golden light flashed above his head, a true spirit rushed out, grabbed the divine furnace, and went into the sea.

Soon, the true spirit came back, and in the furnace, there was also a puddle of golden divine liquid, which was refined from the Seven Tribulations Fierce Beast.

Tang Hao took the divine liquid and put it into a jade bottle.

"The things inside are enough for you to reach ten thousand blood, and it will impact the Eight Tribulations. There are also these things, you take it, and go quickly! Leave Yun Mihai!"

He took out some hijackers and threw them along with the jade bottle.

The real person Lingguang was stunned immediately, as if he couldn't believe it, the chance of promotion to the Eight Tribulations hit him like this.

"Thank you senior!"

It took a long time before he came back to his senses, shaking with excitement.

He took something, squatted on the ground, knocked his head vigorously, then got up and left.

Tang Hao withdrew his gaze as he watched him go away.

Then he raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Raksha Island... it should be gone!"

He murmured, his tone was cold, and there was a surge of murderous intent in his eyes.