Rumble!

The giant palm slapped and shattered a mountain. Ω pen Fun Pavilion.

One after another, the floating islands burst open and fell from mid-air, and many Kunwumen people could not dodge, and were shot alive and exploded, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, a huge head appeared in mid-air, looking down through the hole.

The pair of golden giant pupils, cold and indifferent, looked at the people below, as if they were looking at a group of ants.

His skin was golden, glowing with gold and iron, and covered with mysterious, mysterious lines.

"All the remnants of your sins will die!"

His lips pursed, and he spat out a muffled thunderous sound that shook the void.

He raised his hands, broke open the crystal wall, and descended from the sky.

He was indescribably big, almost as high as the Kunwu Divine Mountain, and behind him, there was a circle of nine-colored divine rings.

He was fierce and terrifying, and when he roared in the sky, a circle of substantial-like sound waves swung out, shattering the floating islands.

"This Longbo Divine Race is the great enemy of our human race, and it forced our ancestors to migrate here from the distant ancestral star, and our Kunwu exists to fight against them and protect the human race!"

"Today, we will stop him at all costs!"

The Lord of Kungo shouted.

His body was shining, like a scorching sun, hanging on Ying Long's back.

"Whew——!"

Ying Long let out a long groan, harnessed the wind and rain, and took the lead in rushing towards the terrifying giant god.

Behind him, there were four other rounds of scorching sun, all of them mighty, all of them were the cultivation of the Nine Tribulations.

One wielded a bow, one wielded a war spear, one carried a golden gourd, and the other was a woman, with a graceful posture and a hazy face, holding a pole in her hand.

These treasures should be shocking.

Boom Boom!

The two sides collided, and the fierce battle exploded!

The battle was so tragic that the earth collapsed and the mountains shattered.

With the power of the entire sect, he finally blocked this giant god, but soon, in mid-air, another dragon giant god appeared and descended here.

Then, another one.

Three giant gods, the tide of battle was reversed.

Tang Hao also joined the battle, sacrificed an ancient sword, and led a group of disciples to fight hard.

"No matter what, we have to stop them, once we are lost, the Terrans are in danger!"

"We Kunwu people, there is no one of the bad seeds, fight to the end!"

Everyone was red-eyed.

The same is true of "he", completely red-eyed.

Around him, one by one, the disciples and elders died in battle, and before they died, some even burned themselves, rushed towards the giant god, and exploded themselves, tragic and tragic.

Suddenly, a mournful cry sounded.

The Ying dragon fell from mid-air, drenched in blood, and at the same time, the figure on his back fell.

"Father!"

"He" looked up, and his eyes were cracked.

The figure fell for a distance, and finally stabilized, but it was already as gold as paper, and it was seriously injured.

He looked up at the sky, a look of determination on his face.

If you can escape this catastrophe, I hope you can live well, and you must remember ......"

He turned around, his eyes wandered, and found Tang Hao in the crowd.

"Father!"

"He" shook and shouted as if he had gone crazy.

The Lord of Kunwu smiled, shook his robe, and flew up calmly, flying faster and faster, flying higher and higher, and the light on his body became hotter and hotter, crashing towards the giant god.

The giant god slapped his palm, but when he touched it, his palm melted away like ice and snow.

Boom!

The scorching sun exploded, and the light and heat that burst out completely dissolved the giant god.

"Father!"

Kunwu's eldest son let out a heart-rending cry.

Tang Hao could feel the extreme grief in his heart.

Although one giant god was eliminated, there were still two left, and the situation was still grim, with more and more men killed in battle, and another Supreme Respect was wounded, burning himself, seriously injuring a giant god.

And "he" fought frantically, and finally exhausted his strength and was slapped with a palm.

With this palm, the Quartet Void was distorted, and the sky swirled again.

The next moment, Tang Hao returned to reality.

He stood there in a trance.

Everything I've seen before is amazing.

It's the dragon god again!

Also, it also mentions the Wa Palace, and it seems that the giant god of Daohu is estimated to have been in the town at that time.

Raising his eyes and looking at the young man, Tang Hao was a little embarrassed, this guy was really a little pitiful, his father died, even he died in battle, only a wisp of remnant soul remained, it was really miserable.

"Fellow Daoist, you saw it all, I didn't lie!"

The young man said.

"So what is Longbo, where did he come from?"

Tang Hao asked.

"I don't know much about this, I only know that it was this Longbo Protoss who forced our human race to migrate here from the ancestral star, and they are our great enemies!"

"That's it!" Tang Hao was a little disappointed.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a reluctant request, can you agree!" the young man hesitated for a moment and said.

"Say it!"

Tang Hao nodded.

He does have a fate with this Kunwu, it was because of that Ying Keel that he was able to counterattack and become an eternal demon, as long as it is within his ability, he naturally wants to help, and he should repay that Ying Long.

"I'm just a remnant of my soul, completely attached to this sword, unable to move freely, and unable to even walk out of this valley. ”

"You want me to take you away?"

"No!" the young man shook his head, "I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, what can I do! I want you to take me to the top of the sacred mountain and put me there!"

"This is my home, my father died here, I want to see this place again......"

Tang Hao was silent for a while.

After a long time, he nodded, stepped forward, and picked up the sword.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Tang Hao put the sword behind his back and headed towards the sacred mountain.

"Daoyou, you don't look very old, how old are you?"

"Twenty or so!"

"Wow! awesome...... You look beautiful and delicate, and you are a little shy when you laugh, and you agree to my request so easily, you must be a good young man who is honest and kind, and has a warm heart!"

"Yes!

Tang Hao responded, not blushing at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a giant beast appear in the distance, his eyes lit up, he lifted the cyan ancient sword, and rushed over, roaring, "Little tiger, stop!"

He rushed over, and with a few swords chopped the hill-like tiger away.

The eldest son of Kunwu was stunned.

"Stop! Robbery, rings, storage bags, take them all out for me, and take off my clothes! If you don't take them off, believe it or not, I'll cut your sword!"

"King Qin is here!"

"The big devil is here, run!"

He pushed sideways, but he still robbed people when he saw them, and cut them when he saw beasts, domineering and cruel.

And the eldest prince of Kunwu was completely stunned.

(End of chapter)