Wang Hao's immortal golden body exploded, the power of the Qing Emperor Wood Emperor's magic power surged, and the green fist swept across everything, hitting the sweeping arm hard, like a god general creating a peerless divine weapon, shaking the sky
The sonorous sound.
Their body is comparable to a mountain, and its strength reaches an incredible level. Waving the fist arms can distort the space and have the ultimate strength.
boom!
The golden big roc was still defeated and was knocked away again. The roc arm was smashed to pieces and turned into endless blood rain, falling down one after another.
But immediately, it gave birth to a new arm.
However, the breath became a little weak.
The golden roc was frightened, as arrogant as him, and was also scared by the monster Wang Hao.
Although his body is strong and can continue to recover, he consumes his origin.
If he is always passively beaten, when the power of the original source is exhausted, it will be the time for him to die.
The big roc was afraid and wanted to retreat.
However, if you were beaten so badly in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation, if you escape, what kind of face will you have in the world in the future?
It’s neither to fight nor to leave. For a moment, the big roc was in a dilemma.
Wang Hao did not take action anymore, but squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.
I was so tired that I was sore and cramped all over.
Wang Hao had never experienced the feeling of cramps when counting the money, but when he hit someone, he felt it really at this moment.
The big roll was weighing the trade-offs, and Wang Hao was resting, and the field was in a deadlock for a while.
Yuanfeng is still out of the matter.
The Pengniao tribe has a close relationship with the Phoenix tribe, and Wang Hao is the one she wants to win over, so it is difficult to intervene.
She was also quite embarrassed here.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from a distance, and a bang was heard here.
"Fellow Taoist please stop, everything is the most important thing."
When Yuanfeng heard this sound, his face suddenly became strange. The sound... seemed a little familiar.
It seems to be the voice of the Holy Son of Chengtian.
The Holy Son of Chengtian has a very large background and is the only grandson of the Old Saint King of the Heavenly Revelation in the Western Demon Realm. The Old Saint King devoted his life to the peaceful development of the demon clan, and paid attention to the importance of harmony in everything.
The old Saint King devoted his efforts to resolve dozens of large-scale battles between the demon clan, made great contributions to the stable development of the demon clan, and was widely respected by all races in the demon world.
However, his legitimate grandson, the Holy Son of Chengtian, has a greater reputation in a certain aspect than the Old Saint King.
This saint son was privately called the No. 1 God of Demon Realm. He inherited the fine tradition of the old saint king and was keen on persuading fights and resolving conflicts and struggles.
However, the Holy Son of Chengtian is very evil and everyone is afraid of it because every time he advises, he will die.
Three hundred years ago, the Ten Thousand Demon Palace in the Western Demon Realm had friction with the Black Mountain Demon Cave and was about to start a war. The Holy Son of Chengtian went to persuade him. Eight of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace were persuaded to death by the Holy Son of Chengtian!
The most exciting thing is the battle of the six major races in the Demon Realm besieging the Heavenly Demon King 150 years ago.
A total of eighteen powerful people fell, and these eighteen powerful people were persuaded by the Holy Son of Chengtian to stop the battle and stop the troops.
Since then, the Holy Son of Chengtian has won the title of the No. 1 Decline God and the No. 1 Unlucky God. Whoever meets the bad luck will persuade him to die.
When all creatures in the demon realm saw him, they hid far away.
"Brother Wang Hao, I'll avoid it first and come to find you right away."
When Yuanfeng saw the Holy Son of Chengtian, she escaped without saying a word.
This guy is so evil. Yuanfeng dares not believe in evil if anyone sees someone unlucky.
Chengtian had already landed on the ground at this moment, wearing a red Fenghuo robe, looking at Wang Hao and the golden big roc with kind eyebrows.
The Holy Son of Chengtian did not be proud of the old saint's grandson, and took the initiative to salute Wang Hao and Dapeng, with a very respectful attitude.
"There is a cloud in the northwest Xuantian, and the crows fall into the phoenix group. It's also the Holy Son of Chengtian in the lower demon clan. I have seen two fellow Taoists!"
The Holy Son of Chengtian!
Wang Hao didn't feel anything when he heard this name. The corners of the golden big roll's eyes twitched violently. Why did he bump into this bad god?
Just when Wang Hao was about to return the gift, the golden big roc changed drastically and pointed at Chengtian and said, "You...you are the most declining god in the demon world, and the Holy Son of Chengtian who is known as the persuasion of the king?"
Chengtian had a good temper. He looked at the golden big roll and said in a kind tone: "Brother Xiaopeng, that's just a false accusation of me by all living beings. Don't just listen to me."
Brother Xiaopeng?
Hearing the name of Chengtian Shengshen, the golden big roc hates cold.
Chengtian clasped his hands together and persuaded the golden big roll: "Brother Xiaopeng, your second grandfather, the Golden Winged Big Plug King and my grandfather are friends. I can't bear to see you go astray. Please listen to my advice. Don't be brave.
When fighting, harmony is the most important thing in everything. When a man sees humiliation, he draws his sword and stands up and fights, this is not a courageous thing."
The golden big roc changed drastically, his face turned dark, and he roared with gritted teeth: "Chengtian, you are actually trying to persuade me, do you want me to die?"
Chengtian's reputation has become stinky in the demon realm. Of course, the golden big roc bird knew that he was extremely crazy at this moment.
However, in the face of the golden big roll insult, Chengtian was not angry and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaopeng, don't be angry, please listen to my advice again."
"I advise you to have a leg!"
The golden big roc's hair was standing up all over its body, and it was frightened.
This is really a god of decline and bad luck.
Even the Holy Spirit of the Demon Realm would take a detour when he saw him.
brush!
The golden roc bird turned into a stream of light without hesitation and fled away directly.
At this moment, a thin crack suddenly broke in the void, and a stream of white gas that was extremely violent appeared.
The white gas tangles and twists, like a tornado with powerful destructive power, exuding a heart-shaking force and full of destructive aura.
Wherever you pass, everything turns into powder and the void collapses in pieces.
"Chaostorm."
Chengtian and Wang Hao's expressions suddenly changed.
The Chaos Storm was originally seen outside thirty-three days, but now the rules of heaven and earth are sound, and it is almost impossible for the Chaos Storm to occur.
Even if it appears, the probability is extremely small, and it appears every tens of thousands of years.
boom!
At the location where the Chaos Storm appeared, the golden roc just flew past and was instantly involved in the Chaos Storm.
It was like a chicken being thrown into the rolling magma without any turbulence. The golden roc was instantly torn to pieces by the chaotic storm.
After devouring the golden roc, the chaotic storm disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared.
"Just...just die like this?"
Wang Hao looked at the void blankly and rubbed his eyes.
The probability of the Chaos Storm appearing is one in a billion, but it was actually hit by a golden roc.
This is so...unlucky!
Wang Hao couldn't help but look at the Holy Son of Chengtian in horror. This guy seemed to be a declining god!