Chapter 550: I, Wang Xiaoyao, are the first to refuse!
Whoosh!
Wang Hao was very fast, and more than a dozen pursuers felt a flash of afterimage flashing in front of them. The strong wind blew their faces hurt.
"Damn, what's the matter? I almost bumped into me..."
The person running in front of him had not yet cursed, and before he could finish his neck tightening. With a click, a burst of darkness fell into front of him.
The scolding that stuck in the throat will never be heard.
Wang Hao made a move like lightning, and he broke a martial artist's throat with one hand.
Then, he slapped several palms one after another, and a sound of skull shattering sounded in the field. When he looked again, five or six people had already burst into pieces and their eyes were wide open.
boom!
Suddenly, six or seven people were killed, and the remaining people were greatly frightened, all looking at the young man who suddenly appeared with horror.
"You... are you?"
A trembling voice came from the throat.
"Those who kill you!"
Wang Hao's face was as cold as frost. These martial arts practitioners of the times were willing to fall into the slaves of ancient geniuses, and they acted as a blessing to oppress the world. None of them was innocent and deserved to die!
"We are all slaves of the ancient genius Little Leopard King. If you kill us, there will be big trouble." One person reported the name of Little Leopard King, and his voice became three tough.
"Not to mention the Little Leopard King, even the pure blood golden crow can't protect you!"
Wang Hao smiled disdainfully, and the Silver Moon Treasure Technique evolved into a big handprint and shot it hard at the crowd.
Bang!
The remaining people were all severely hit, their bodies were beaten to pieces, and blood splattered everywhere, and they died in a terrible way.
The road that was empty just now had more than a dozen bloody corpses in an instant.
After killing more than a dozen people, Wang Hao did not frown at all, and looked at the martial artist who was being chased.
The martial artist is old, with gray hair and deep fear in his eyes.
His cultivation is not high, he is only in the third stage of the Xuan stage. He has several ferocious wounds on his body, and blood is leaking out.
"Old man, this is a healing pill, you can take it." Wang Hao walked over and took out the injury medicine.
The old Wu Xiu looked at Wang Hao, then looked at the pills in his hand. He did not take them, but fell down directly and said gratefully: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, I, Qi Songshan, will definitely repay you in the future.
.What is the name of my benefactor?”
Wang Hao smiled: "Old man, you are too seriously injured, so hurry up and take the medicine."
"No!"
The elderly martial arts cultivator named Qi Songshan was very stubborn. Regardless of the blood flowing on his body, he insisted: "I must first know the name of my benefactor, and I will definitely repay my life-saving kindness in the future!"
Wang Hao smiled helplessly. This old man really has a personality. He is very principled to repay kindness.
"My name is... Wang Xiaoyao." Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and said this name.
Hearing the three words Wang Xiaoyao, Qi Songshan's body trembled and his face changed drastically: "Wang Xiaoyao! Is Wang Xiaoyao who killed the Chilong general in Zishan?"
"Yes." Wang Hao nodded.
Qi Songshan took a breath of air conditioning, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly said, "My benefactor, you can leave this place quickly. Yesterday, the ancient sage son of Zishan stepped out of the immortal palace and led the eight gods to be born. They spoke.
The first thing is to kill you and pay tribute to the dead Chilong God General!"
"Kill me?"
Wang Hao smiled discontently, then raised his hand, "Old man, take the elixir first."
Qi Songshan took it, swallowed it in one bite without looking at it, and said even more anxiously: "My benefactor, leave as soon as possible. The ancient sage son of Zishan is born is really not a joke. Your current situation is very dangerous. Now his
The popularity is in full swing, overshadowing everyone.”
"So powerful?" Wang Hao smiled slightly, wanting to meet the ancient sage son of Zishan for a while.
"That's natural!"
Qi Songshan looked around, took a step forward, and looked solemn: "Yeah, do you know if something big happened three days ago, and the God of the Eternal Emperor was born?"
Wang Hao nodded. Why didn’t he know that he was a participant and the biggest winner.
"There are two treasures in the Shenzang, one is the silver spear, which is the prototype of the imperial soldier that shook the past and the present. I don't know who got it. Now almost all forces are looking for the silver spear, and they are completely in chaos.
.All martial artists who use guns will be arrested and interrogated."
Wang Hao grinned when he heard this. It was enough. If the person who used the gun was caught, he would not be able to take out the imperial gun.
"Old man, what is the second treasure?" Wang Hao asked.
"It is the Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra, which opens the veins and rolls up." Qi Songshan said.
Wang Hao's body trembled suddenly, and these words exploded in his mind like a thunder.
The Emperor's Immortal Sutra is still a vein-opening. Isn't this the divine thing he dreamed of?
He is now on the ground level, and he wants to take the ancient path and open up spiritual veins. The ultimate is to open up sixty-four spiritual veins. Only the Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra can reach the extreme.
The scriptures he has now can only open up more than twenty meridians at most!
"Where is the immortal scripture that opens the meridians and curls?" Wang Hao asked excitedly.
"The flowers fall on the purple mountain in the Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra."
Qi Songshan said, "After the prototype of the imperial soldier was taken away by the mysterious man, many forces began to compete for the Emperor's Immortal Sutra. That stop made the sky collapse and the earth crack, the sun and the moon were gone, and dozens of mountain tops were flattened. Finally, the big mountain in Zishan
He can appear with the imperial weapon in his hand, suppress all the giants and powerful people, and grab that page of immortal scripture."
"The great master of Zishan holds the imperial weapons? Do they have the imperial weapons?" Wang Hao's face changed drastically.
"Yes, Zishan has imperial weapons, which is also the confidence that Zishan can rank second among the top ten Jedi!" Qi Songshan said.
Wang Hao scratched his head and said fearfully: "The ancient sage son of Zishan will not bring the imperial soldiers to kill me, right?"
Qi Songshan shook his head: "This is impossible. The imperial weapon is an existence that suppresses the foundation of Zishan. It will not be used easily. Only when it is life and death or special circumstances can the imperial weapon be used, such as when competing for that page of the Immortal Sutra.
Moreover, Gu Tianjiao's cultivation is suppressed below the heavenly level, and he cannot drive the imperial soldiers at all."
Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment he completely understood why Gu Tianjiao suppressed his cultivation. Take the ancient saint of Zishan for example. If he did not suppress the earth level, the immortal scriptures that opened the veins would be useless to him.
Now Zishan has obtained the Immortal Sutra for Opening the Wild. If the ancient sage son is allowed to practice and reach the extreme level of Opening the Wild, it will be invincible!
"My benefactor, you must be careful. The page of the Immortal Sutra of Opening the Mai was obtained by Zishan. The ancient sage son reached the extreme level of Opening the Mai, and he would definitely be invincible in the world!"
Qi Songshan had a solemn face, "It is said that when the ancient saint of Zishan stepped out of the immortal palace, the one he held in his hand was the Emperor's Immortal Sutra!"
"Brother Sun, he has had immortal scriptures since he was born. People compare themselves with others, which makes people so angry."
Wang Hao was depressed. The ancient sage son of Zishan had a deep background. As soon as he was born, he prepared eight gods as followers for him and another page of immortal scriptures to practice. He was really born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He was super rich in the earthly space.
generation.
Unlike Wang Hao, although he has a great father, he has no one to live, and he has to fight for everything himself. I don’t know how many times he has almost died!
"However, even if there are immortal scriptures, it is not that easy to practice to the extreme. Before this, I have to find a way to grab the immortal scriptures of the ancient sage son of Zishan!"
Wang Hao secretly thought in his heart.
"My benefactor, the ancient saint of Zishan is already terrifying. Now he has obtained the Emperor's Immortal Sutra, which is even more like a tiger, and no one can defeat him. On the day when the ancient saint was born, he spoke in person and wanted to kill you to sacrifice the flag." Qi
Songyama was worried.
"Is it so impatient?"
Wang Hao was puzzled, "The ancient saint of Zishan is an ancient genius. Is there no grudges in his generation? Why do you keep staring at me?"
Qi Songshan smiled helplessly: "My benefactor, it's because what you did is so earth-shaking. One of the eight great gods was killed by you before they were born, and it was regarded as a great humiliation by the entire Zishan Mountain. If you don't kill you, the ancient sage son of Zishan
The banner that ruled the world could not be rallied."
snort!
Wang Hao snorted coldly, the ancient sage son of Zishan was so beautiful that he kept shouting to rule the world. I killed your eight gods one by one, making you become a commander with bare feet. Let’s see how you rule the world!
"My benefactor, it is said that the ancient sage son of Zishan was invincible in his life, and he beat his fellow men with one hand and could not raise their heads. He was sealed in the source of divineness, and was born in this generation to suppress thousands of generations.
The heroes and heroes are going to finally embark on the road to becoming emperor with a strait of pushing the way forward! Even the pure-blooded golden crow is willing to be the leader!" Qi Songshan persuaded with great thought, hoping that Wang Hao would run away quickly.
"He thought he was a road roller, but I, Wang Xiaoyao, were the first to dissatisfied!"