"I'm sorry that I've made you suffer during this time!"
Wang Hao looked at Rong Sun's face that was shaking violently with excitement, and a look of apology appeared on her face.
"Brother, be careful!"
Then Yun Nianjiao suddenly shouted loudly.
Without her reminding him, Wang Hao already felt an evil wind coming from the back of his head. It was the black captain Qiong Yan. After a brief moment of shock, he suddenly picked up a giant hammer in his hand and fiercely charged towards Wang Hao.
Hao was hit on the back of the head.
Bang!
Wang Hao didn't even think about it. He looked back and shot him horizontally.
Bang!
The giant hammer hit the gun body. The violent impact caused the gun body to shake slightly, but it did not escape. However, the giant hammer made of divine iron was broken into two pieces.
A look of horror appeared on Qiong Yan's dark face, and then without thinking, the huge fist hit Wang Hao's face directly, like a huge stone falling from a height of ten thousand feet, the evil wind howled with astonishing force.
Wang Hao's reaction was not slow, and he also struck out with a fist. The golden light on his fist shone brightly, and the holy blood boiled. With a bang, Qiong Yan's fist exploded, blood spattered everywhere, and the white bones cracked.
fracture.
"ah……"
Qiong Yan screamed and staggered back a few steps. The violent divine power almost made him fall to the ground, and he looked at Wang Hao in horror.
The most powerful divine power of their Black God Clan was actually vulnerable to this young man. In the same fist fight, he was completely defeated.
brush!
Wang Hao's figure flashed, like a golden light passing by suddenly, and with a pop, Qiong Yan's arm, which was as thick as a giant pillar, was torn off by Wang Hao.
Qiong Yan only had time to let out a scream. When he raised his head again, he felt a cold feeling on his neck, and the tip of Wang Hao's spear was pressed against his throat.
In an instant, Qiong Yan realized that he was in trouble. The person in front of him was so powerful that he could not compete with him at all.
With a plop, Qiong Yan, who had only one arm left, fell to his knees and begged in pain: "Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me, I am willing to be your slave, please don't kill me."
"snort!"
Wang Hao smiled coldly, looking at him as if he were looking at a dead person, "Tell me, who are you!"
At this time, Yun Nianjiao had already taken out a piece of clothing and covered it with the naked Sun Rong.
"Sir, we are all subordinates of the Holy Son of Paradise of Zishan. My name is Qiong Yan, and I am the slave of Holy Son of Paradise. The one you killed just now..."
Qiong Yan pointed at Bean who was lying beside the body and said, "His name is Tyne, and he is also a slave of the Holy Son of Bliss."
"The Holy Son of Bliss?"
"The Holy Son of Bliss is one of the four great saints of Zishan, ranking fourth." Qiong Yan knew everything and just wanted to get his life back. "In addition to the Holy Son of Bliss, there are Beidi, Yaoguang, Tianshu,
The four of them are collectively called the Four Holy Sons of Purple Mountain."
"oh?"
Wang Hao became interested. He knew nothing about the internal situation of Zishan, so he asked: "Who is the holy son with the eight great generals and the purple hair?"
"He is the Holy Son of the North Emperor. He has been inherited by an ancient Heavenly Emperor, so he is called the North Emperor. He is my master's best friend. Although he is not the oldest and most powerful Holy Son, he has the greatest potential and the deepest foundation.
The Son of God."
Qiong Yan said honestly.
Wang Hao nodded, and now he realized that his old enemy, the ancient holy son of Zishan, was called Beidi. It was so loud that he directly proclaimed himself emperor.
"Zishan is the second among the top ten Jedi in the Lingxu world. There can't be only four saint sons, right?" Wang Hao said with a smile.
"Of course it's not just the four, there are dozens of saints in Zishan who have come to the Immortal Road, but the most powerful ones are the four who lead all the saints and hundreds of ancient geniuses."
"Tell me what's going on." Wang Hao pointed to the group of shocked women behind him.
"These are all young and beautiful women captured from various places, ready to be presented to the Holy Son of Paradise and become his concubines. Tai En, myself, and Zi Xiao, the ancient genius of Zishan, are responsible for escorting them to Immortal Stone City.
Dedicated to the Holy Son of Bliss." Qiong Yan said.
"Concubine?"
Wang Hao was slightly startled, seeing that there were more than sixty women in the group, and asked in surprise: "The Holy Son of Bliss needs so many concubines?"
"Reporting to your lord, the Holy Son of Bliss practices the Bliss Dafa and has been refining the Star Emperor Dragon Bed, a Taoist tool that matches the Bliss Dafa. He needs to capture nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine concubines to fill the dragon bed, so that the technique can be completed.
"
Qiong Yan said.
Wang Hao smacked his tongue, such an evil cultivation method that he had to capture so many concubines.
"Why did you attack Gu Tianjiao from Zishan just now?" Wang Hao asked again.
"I……"
Qiong Yan rolled his eyes, pointed at Tyne's body on the ground and said: "This guy is obsessed with wanting to take the concubine of the Holy Son of Paradise, so he keeps begging me to help him..."
He poured dirty water on Tyne.
"Haha, you are so brave. As slaves, you dare to kill the subordinates of the Holy Son of Paradise and take his concubine. Aren't you afraid that you will not be able to do business when you return?" Wang Hao sneered.
"Tyne has already planned it. When the time comes, we will say that we encountered an enemy attack. Zixiao and the warriors were killed, and more than sixty concubines were also snatched away."
Qiong Yan turned his eyes and said softly.
"That's a good excuse. Okay, I'll let you go back right away. Just tell the Holy Son of Bliss. I want all these women. Go back and report to the Holy Son of Bliss!" Wang Hao said with his eyes narrowed.
"Sir, this..."
"Get out of here, or I'll kill you!"
Wang Hao's expression suddenly turned cold. He raised his arm and a golden light flashed through, cutting off Qiong Yan's other arm.
Qiong Yan screamed, gritted her teeth, stood up, did not dare to speak, and fled quickly.
"Tell the Holy Son of Paradise that I am the leader of the bandits who blocked the road in Lihuo Fortress. I have collected all these women and asked him to send a thousand more concubines to honor me!"
Wang Hao's arrogant voice rang in Qiong Yan's ears.
Qiong Yan gritted his teeth and said without looking back: "Sir, I will definitely bring you the message!!"
Seeing Qiong Yan running further and further away, Yun Nianjiao frowned and said, "Brother, this guy has evil intentions towards Sister Sun Rong, why don't you kill him?"
"It's just a slave, a little fish and a shrimp, why kill him? Let him attract the Holy Son of Bliss. I want to kill the Holy Son of Bliss! One of the four holy sons who rule Zishan, he is a big fish!" Wang Hao smiled.
said.
At this moment, Lotus Sun stepped forward and said slowly: "After Qiong Yan goes back, he will definitely tell the Holy Son of Bliss in a more aggravating manner. The Holy Son of Bliss will definitely be furious and will definitely come to make trouble. Let's ambush the Holy Son of Bliss here and let him
Die here!"
"That's right!" Wang Hao looked at Lotus Sun with a smile.
"Thank you, Master, for saving your life!"
Sun Rong made a plop and knelt down towards Wang Hao.