Wang Hao danced the silver spear, just like dancing in the Milky Way in the sky. Endless divine power flowed on his body, shaking the sky trembled.
He fought all the way and defeated countless Pengyu.
However, Peng Yu was too dense, and there were still hundreds of golden shields that pierced his, fixed on him.
These Pengyu were too sharp, and they were inserted into Wang Hao like arrows, making him look like a large hedgehog from a distance.
Blood also emerged.
This scene looks a bit shocking, but it does not cause any substantial harm to Wang Hao.
It is already shocking to be able to break Wang Hao's defense of immortal golden body, but it is far from enough to kill Wang Hao even further.
Bang!
Wang Hao's body shook, and a powerful force surged out, instantly shaking away all the Pengyu on his body.
Then, his treasure body glowed, and the scars on the surface healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, the Black Dragon King was not as strong as Wang Hao's defense. He was also covered with Peng Yu, with blood flowing and severe injuries.
Wang Hao helped it shake out Peng Yu, took out the healing pill and crushed it into powder in the palm of his palm, and sprinkled it on the wound of the Wujiao King.
When Wang Hao looked at the Holy Son of Qingpeng again, his face was already a little solemn.
The Holy Son of Qingpeng was indeed powerful. His three thousand Pengyu Killing made him and Wujiao King injured him. If he hadn't blocked most of Pengyu, I'm afraid Wujiao King would have been depressed on the spot.
However, the Holy Son of Qingpeng was obviously even more shocked. Sanqian Pengyu Kill was one of his most powerful killer moves, and he did not kill Wang Hao!
You know, Wang Hao still has the cultivation level of half-step spiritual transformation. If it is spiritual transformation level, then how great is it?
At this moment, the murderous intent of the Saint Son of Qingpeng was unprecedentedly strong. Wang Hao must be eliminated, otherwise when he turned into a spirit, the Saint Son of Qingpeng believed that he was not his opponent.
Then, he looked at each other's Saint, and both saw the same meaning from each other's eyes.
"Let's take action together and kill Wang Hao!"
The Peacock Saint screamed, and turned into two streams of light with the Saint Son of Qingpeng, and attacked Wang Hao again.
The Wujiao King was injured and his movements slowed down. He could no longer avoid the pursuit of the two, but he had already arrived near the Zixiao Thunder Sea.
Wang Hao had a plan in his mind and immediately rode the Black Dragon King and rushed towards the sea of thunder.
In just a few seconds, the terrifying sea of thunder was already in front of him. Wang Hao suddenly stopped, looked at the sea of thunder that seemed to be able to erase everything, and took the Black Dragon King into the spiritual beast ring.
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He stood in front of the sea of Lei, his face changed drastically, as if he was frightened by the sea of Lei.
Of course, Wang Hao was acting, controlling his facial expressions, making the scene more realistic.
Peacock, Qingpeng and Wang Hao had the same expression, and they were obviously shocked by this thunder sea.
They are all saints with great origins, and are knowledgeable, and blurted out: "Is this Zixiao Thunder Sea?!"
The Zixiao Divine Thunder is one of the ten divine thunders, and it has the power to destroy the world. With such a large sea of thunder, even the masters in the Yuanfu realm dare not enter.
But their expressions immediately became playful, because Wang Hao's road was completely blocked by Lei Hai.
The Holy Son of Qingpeng smiled and said, "Wang Hao, it seems that God will not leave you a way to survive. Your escape route is blocked by this sea of thunder. Isn't this feeling very uncomfortable?!"
"Big bald man, you don't have to be proud of this early. It's not certain who will kill you!" Wang Hao said coldly, but no matter how he looked like he was a tough guy on the outside.
"Haha, God really helps me."
The Peacock Saint showed a beautiful smile, pointed her jade finger at the thunder sea, and teased: "Wang Hao, keep running, you will win if you pass through this thunder sea, and we promise not to chase!"
"you……"
Wang Hao looked at the sea of thunder, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.
"Wang Hao, just surrender. Hand over the silver spear, we can consider giving you your life." The Holy Son of Qingpeng carried his hands on his back, and was extremely proud, claiming to be the winner.
"Go to your uncle, I'm so beautiful, I'm fighting with you!"
Wang Hao was "extremely angry" and roared and fought desperately with the Saint Son of Qingpeng.
However, after a big battle, Wang Hao retreated seriously, his body was covered in blood, and his arm was broken.
"Wang Hao, you are no longer able to do it. Quickly hand over the prototype of the imperial soldier and spare your life!" The Peacock Saint shouted sternly.
"You think beautifully!"
Wang Hao shook his body and was about to fall.
"Forget it, don't be persuaded anymore. Since he is so stubborn, just kill him." The Holy Son of Qingpeng approached forward and used the killing technique.
"Even if I die, I will not let you get it if I buried the imperial soldiers!"
At this moment, a crazy determination appeared in Wang Hao's eyes, and then he rushed into the terrifying sea of thunder without hesitation.
The Peacock Saint and the Saint Qingpeng Son were both stunned. They kept persuading Wang Hao to surrender, for fear that his brain would get into the sea of thunder. Even though Wang Hao died, they would not get the imperial weapon.