In the small world, a figure suddenly appeared in a bright light. Looking closely, it was a white-haired old man who was still yawning. Although he looked very unbeatable, this old man was handsome and handsome.
, but somewhat of a fairy-bone demeanor. Love the broken jaw
"My father-in-law" Wang Hao thought it was Qilin Mo Feng who helped him. He was surprised and happy and called out kindly.
Unexpectedly, Qilin Mo Feng stretched lazily, looked at Wang Hao with disdain, and actually started to scold him: "You brat, you can just fight if you want to fight. Can you please stop harassing me? I can't sleep easily."
I'm going to sleep, I'll let you wake me up!"
Wang Hao's face turned red, thinking that Qilin Mo Feng was blaming him for his lack of strength: "My father-in-law, I am useless and I have embarrassed you, but King Arthur is really strong, and he has immortality. The more he fights, the stronger he gets.
, I really can’t beat him, so I have to ask you to come out, thank you for helping me!”
"Shall I help you?" Qilin Mo Feng was stunned![
"Huh? Aren't you helping me?" Wang Hao was also stunned!
"Can I help you? I haven't had enough sleep yet!" Qilin Mo Feng said helplessly!
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"Oh, I see, I know what's going on?" Qilin Mo Feng looked at Wang Hao's back wings and shouted again!
"What's going on?"
"It is your Samadhi True Fire evolution that has merged with your body, which has greatly increased your strength. However, the chance of this is pitiful. Boy, such a good thing can happen to you. I am really convinced now.
Got you!"
"Eh? Old man" Wang Hao simply called the old man back: "What do you mean, I don't understand, what is the fusion of Samadhi True Fire? Haven't I always had Samadhi True Fire?"
"It is true that you possess the true fire of Samadhi, but you and the true fire of Samadhi are separated. Now, you and the true fire of Samadhi are integrated. In other words, you are the true fire of Samadhi, and the true fire of Samadhi is
You, your future use of Samadhi True Fire will be smoother!"
"I guess, no wonder, why did I suddenly get promoted to the sixth level of Nascent Soul? Isn't this too bizarre? It turns out it's because of the fusion of Samadhi True Fire!" Wang Hao looked at his hand carefully as if he wanted to find a treasure.
The samadhi is really hot!
At this time, Qilin Mo Feng curled his lips contemptuously again, looked into the distance, and said proudly: "We in the Eastern cultivation world have never taken these trash gods from the West seriously. Have you seen the wings behind you?
?It’s a good thing.”
"Yes, what does it do?" Wang Hao looked at the huge wings behind him in surprise.
"The Samadhi Fire God Wings. According to legend, this is a good thing. It possesses the strongest fire power in the world. It is said that at that time, a cultivator accidentally obtained the Samadhi Fire God Wings. His reputation has been shared for thousands of years. With it,
You can even kill the immortals themselves, so why are you afraid of the immortal bodies of mortals?" Qilin Mo Feng looked proud.
Wang Hao said with great joy: "Great, then why couldn't I summon it before?"
Qilin Mo Feng said amusedly: "Do you think you were very powerful before? Furthermore, don't think that just because the Samadhi Fire God Wings are powerful, it means you will be invincible. You are still far from it. If your energy does not reach a certain level, you will not be able to win."
You cannot summon it through your innate talent when you experience the pressure of life and death. Fortunately, at the moment of life and death, you relied on your strong will to survive and broke through all the obstacles. Otherwise, you would really have to report to the underworld.
."
Wang Hao's face turned red, and at the same time he felt happy in his heart: It was so dangerous. If he hadn't been strong-willed to survive, he would have almost farted.
"Okay, I've told you what needs to be said. I'm going to go back to sleep. Remember, how can I, the descendant of the majestic Qilin Mo Feng, lose to a little Western devil? Give him a good beating and find out
Come back and save your face, don't embarrass me." Qilin Mo Feng laughed and slowly disappeared again.
For a time, Wang Hao's spirit was greatly boosted.
"Peng——"
Wang Hao opened his eyes, his sharp pupils glaring with golden light, staring at King Arthur (Lancelot).[
At this time, although there was still some burning pain in his chest, Wang Hao enjoyed the unprecedented feeling of overwhelming strength.
Of course, this powerful force comes entirely from the proudly spread fiery red wings behind it.
"King Arthur, I disappoint you. I am still alive and still fighting!" Wang Hao sneered, stretched his right hand into the air, and with a "boom", the Samadhi True Fire Sword in his hand condensed again!
King Arthur (Lancelot)'s face changed. Although Wang Hao's changes just now seemed long, they actually happened in a flash of lightning. He couldn't help but said in disbelief: "No, it's impossible. You obviously
He was about to die, why are he alive now?"
"Hahaha..." Wang Hao laughed: "Thanks to you, you have stimulated my potential and allowed me to make new breakthroughs. Now my injury is much better. It seems that you are in trouble again.
Already."
King Arthur (Lancelot) looked a little depressed, but he immediately laughed proudly: "So what, I am immortal, you can never defeat me!"
"Really? Although you are immortal, I have the power to defeat the immortal body. You have no advantage now." Wang Hao said while speeding up the time to recover from the injury. After all, the injury will get better and he will win.
The certainty is greater.
"Impossible." King Arthur (Lancelot) didn't believe it at all and sneered: "For thousands of years, no one or devil can kill me when I hold the scabbard of 'Iscarib'.
You will be no exception."
"Hahaha..." Wang Hao laughed: "You arrogant guy, that's because you haven't met a real master from the East. Today, I will let you see what a real strong man is!"
With a thought, Wang Hao made a "whoop" sound, and two huge wings began to flap slowly. In an instant, a red light exploded, and a terrifying wave of energy surged and gathered on the ruins, and it was as oppressive as an entity.
King Arthur (Lancelot) was breathless.
King Arthur (Lancelot) was shocked: How could this power be so huge, almost no less than a god? What is the identity of this damn orientalist? Before he could think about it carefully, King Arthur (Lancelot) roared: "Supreme
The seventh cut, kill!"
At this time, on the grass, the entire vampire tribe formed a huge encirclement, surrounding the twelve Knights of the Round Table.
Gawain and the other four were seriously injured and lost the Holy Cross Sword. They were unable to fight back. The strength of the twelve Knights of the Round Table declined as never before.
Prince Smir controlled the 'blood weapon' in mid-air, and looked at the twelve knights of the Round Table surrounded with a ferocious smile, feeling a sense of joy that he had never felt before in his heart.
Once upon a time, these Knights of the Round Table relied on their powerful strength and power to besiege and slaughter the vampires without mercy, but now, the situation has completely changed.
"Hahahaha..." Prince Smir laughed loudly: "Knights of the Round Table, remember how arrogant you were before, why are you in this situation now?"
For a moment, the besieging vampires all laughed, and the sharp bat sound echoed harshly between heaven and earth.
Groheide roared angrily: "Dirty vampires, despicable dark creatures, come on, the souls of our Knights of the Round Table are never afraid, God is with us!"
"Hahaha..." Prince Smir said with a cruel smile: "If King Arthur was here, there might not be anything you can do. Unfortunately, your king is still having a friendly and competitive fight with our Eastern friend Xi, and you are just a few imbeciles.
Do your soldiers still want to resist? Put down your broken swords and surrender obediently, maybe I can give you a little mercy and give you a precious first kiss, so that you can become a noble member of my vampire tribe!"
"Hahaha..." The vampires laughed wildly again. They felt so good about bullying these Knights of the Round Table!
The Knights of the Round Table, including the seriously injured Gawain and others, were all furious. They would rather die a hundred times than become a vampire, a creature that they hate and despise forever. They couldn't help roaring: "Abominable vampire, today
, we vow to fight you to the end.”
Suddenly, the solemn chanting started again: "We are the bravest knights, following the holy King Arthur. We are the most loyal guards, guarding the sky of Great Britain. We are the most devout believers, believing in the holy God. Please grant
Give us strength, light of the gods!" [
For a moment, the remaining eight Holy Cross sword hilts trembled together, and all the holy light flew into the air.
"Boom -" Eight powerful holy lights descended from the sky, splitting the heavy black clouds, and illuminated the eight Holy Cross swords.
Suddenly, the holy light in the sky was like a rainbow, and it was as bright as day.
"roar--"
The combined power of the eight holy cross swords is absolutely extraordinary. The terrifying energy tide that gathered crazily in mid-air immediately filled the vampires with fear. Even before the radiant holy light hit them, they were already covered in blood.
I felt uncomfortable, as if my body was being burned by flames.
Prince Smir's face also changed: You are desperate, right? I, the mighty vampire king, can still be afraid of you. He screamed: "Come on, the ultimate secret of the vampire clan, the last anger and sorrow from the blood evil - the blood evil."
Resentment!"
In an instant, the blood light of the 'blood evil weapon' burst out one after another in the sky, like a bloody torch emitting a scorching brilliance.
The terrible power of evil, anger, resentment, fear, curse and all kinds of resentment suddenly gathered in the bloody hands, facing the eight holy cross swords from a distance, as if they were competing in a competition, shooting out thousands of feet of blood.
"Light of the gods, kill!"
Suddenly, the eight Knights of the Round Table roared, and the eight Holy Cross swords in the sky made a thunderous sound, and were about to turn into eight giant thunders and strike down.
It is conceivable that if there is no force to block it, these eight destructive forces will cause many casualties to the vampires on the grass.
Seeing that the situation was critical, Prince Smil also screamed: "Go, the power of the ancestor of the blood evil - destruction!"