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Chapter 199 Immortal!

Everyone felt the terrifying fluctuation and felt a terrifying heart.

They all knew that although they won this battle today, they caused a huge disaster. People knew how fierce the storm would cause, and they all had hidden worries in their hearts.

"It's the Lihuo Fortress, I'm afraid it's the reinforcements from Zishan who have arrived." The Fabulous Holy Son's expression changed slightly.

"It's okay, let's go and go back to the deserted village first."

Wang Hao made a quick decision and this place became a place of right and wrong, so it would be better to leave first.

With the Void Scepter, no one can stop him.

"But there is no source anymore. I used up all the source crystals to drive the void array just now." Yun Nianfeng said in a very weak manner.

Wang Hao grinned. That was nearly 200,000 kilograms of fifth-grade source. The Void Array was used up after only a while. This was too much money.

As the successor of the Yuantian Master, he could not withstand such a large amount of consumption.

"If it weren't for a life-and-death battle, the Void Array could never be used anymore."

Wang Hao said in his heart, and then said, "Everyone should come to the Source Crystal. If we don't use the Void Scepter, we will probably not be able to go back."

Everyone took out their old money, but unfortunately they only raised more than 20,000 kilograms of fifth-grade sources. These source crystals were not enough to support their consumption in returning to the deserted village.

After all, Wang Hao has "plundered" once, and everyone is basically in a passive state.

"How much more is needed?" asked the Holy Son of Fuguang.

"About 30,000 jin of fifth-grade source. If you have one, we will use it first. I will return it to you in a few days." Wang Hao said embarrassedly.

"Take it, don't pay it back." The Holy Son of Fuguang was very generous and took out 30,000 kilograms of source crystals from his Qiankun bag and handed them to Wang Hao.

Although there are many of these source crystals, they are still far inferior to the Jilei Sword.

He got the Pure Land Sword, which took the greatest advantage, so he was naturally not stingy.

"Walk!"

Wang Hao grabbed the Son of Praise who was in a coma, entered the space of the Void Scepter with everyone, and crossed the void.

...

Wang Hao and the others left, but the Lihuo Fortress exploded. The first ancient genius in Zishan, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, led the eighteen ancient genius, hundreds of ancient genius came to help, just like a divine weapon descending from the sky, with momentum

Great, overwhelming the world.

But they were one step late after all. The war was over. After the war, the Lihuo Fortress was destroyed in an unexpected way. The nearby fire domains were destroyed, and huge gullies and cracks were everywhere. The burning flames here were all burning.

Fighted out.

There are corpses and blood everywhere, there are traces of fierce battles everywhere, and the air is filled with strong smell of blood, as if it is a purgatory on earth, which is shocking.

"Where is the Pure Bliss? Where is the Fairy Phoenix? Where is Lan Lin?"

The Saint Son of Yaoguang stood above the sky like a god king, with one hundred and eight divine rings appearing behind him, which contrasted with him like an ancient god, and his monstrous momentum covered the entire Lihuo Fortress.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, his eyes were bloody and corpses, all of them belonged to their Zishan. The eighteen ancient geniuses and hundreds of war servants under Jile's command seemed to have all died in battle.

This is an extremely heavy blow.

However, the Saint Son of Yaoguang still had the last expectation in his heart. As long as the paradise is not dead, as long as the three gods under his command are not dead, the loss this time is still acceptable.

Because each of these four is an ancient genius at the top of Zishan Mountain. At the end, when the three thousand immortal roads meet and the war in all worlds, they will be the mainstay!

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

The demons under Zishan in the field were crying, crying everywhere, containing endless sorrow, which made the heaven and earth lose their lust.

"Stop crying, ask you what you want, where will the three battles between Jile and him go?" The voice of the Saint Son of Yaoguang shook like thunder, and the crying sounds all over the mountains made him realize something.

But he scanned it over and over again, but he did not find the bodies of the four people.

"Die, the three major wars will die..."

"How is it possible? The three great gods and two divine blood, one of them has obtained the inheritance of the reincarnation of the gods. They are the most top-notch ancient genius on this immortal path. Wang Hao has no strength to eat them!"

The Saint Son of Yaoguang's heart skipped a beat and shouted in disbelief.

"Really, we have seen with our own eyes that the three major wars will die tragically."

"Wang Hao, that bastard Wang Hao, was prepared so well. They were a deliberate ambush. They set up a large number of Taoist pattern killing formations, as well as magical weapons and countless large formations... to fight three major battles

I will kill you here!" A demon spirit cried.

The Saint of Yaoguang stood in the void, and his body seemed to be rigid and he didn't move for a long time.

What he was most worried about happened. He had expected this to be an ambush, but the Saint Son of the Jile brought three battles to him, which made him feel relieved. These are four great ancient geniuses, even the Holy Land of Penglai

If you take action, you may not be able to keep them.

Unfortunately, I underestimated the enemy, because I was careless.

The three major war generals, two divine blood, and one of them has obtained the inheritance of the reincarnation of the gods. The future achievements are infinite, but they are all dead... The heart of the Saint Son of Yaoguang is bleeding, which is an unbearable pain!

The Saint Son of Yaoguang, who was like a god, was hit by this huge grief. His divine body trembled a few times, his voice was filled with hoarseness: "God escapes, I will give him the heavens of Qingyun, Wang Hao and the others will stay.

Don't stay with him."

"The Holy Son of the Pure Land...is probably dead too." A demon spirit said, wiping his tears.

"What? What did you say? This is impossible!"

The Son of Yaoguang roared angrily.

"The Son of the Pure Land and Wang Hao had a tremendous battle, but in the end it was outnumbered and almost beaten by Wang Hao and others. The Son of the Pure Land wanted to escape with the help of Qingyun, but unfortunately they had the spiritual treasure of creation, settled the space and let the Saint of the Pure Land and let the Saint of the Pure Land try to escape with the help of Qingyun. Unfortunately, they had the spiritual treasure of creation, and settled the space.

Zi’s Qingyun is difficult to work…”

The Spiritual Treasure of Creation!

Hearing these four words, the Saint Son of Yaoguang staggered back two steps, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Originally we could rescue and fight to the death to wait for your arrival. Unfortunately, that bastard, the Holy Son of Fuguang, brought the Holy Son of Paradise into the boundless void, saying that he wanted to kill in another space..."

After hearing this, the Saint Son of Yaoguang's eyes became dark. He knew that the Saint Son of the Pure Land was in danger.

"The Holy Son of Fuguang, Wang Hao, the deserted village, the magnificent and the underworld are falling. This Holy Son will also kill you all! Try to death!"

Yaoguang was extremely angry, and he died of pleasure, and the three major wars were about to die. He killed one-quarter of their power in Zishan in this moment! Even if he killed Wang Hao and the others, he could not explain it when he returned to Zishan!

The senior management of Zishan will also be furious! He can't let it be blamed!

"ah……"

The Saint Son of Yaoguang roared in grief and anger. The one hundred and eight divine rings behind him turned into a raging fire, burning wildly. It was the anger in his chest that soared into the sky and was immortal!


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