The extremely domineering shot of Zhao Bao made the Liangzhou masters who were taking refuge in Tianji Valley silently. Even Zhao Yanlong, Zhao Zhongyi, Ji Furong and others were shocked by Zhao Bao's domineering aura. Lived.
Zhao Bao was unable to easily defeat the saint at that time. Now Zhao Bao can defeat the peak saint in seconds. He nailed a junior saint to the ground with one shot. This is enough to show his horror.
"Tiandu..." He Feng shouted sadly. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for his son to survive.
He Tiandu vomited blood from his mouth and could not speak for a moment. The Emperor's Dao pattern of the Human King's Spear made his soul, the Yuanying, and the eight extraordinary meridians suffer severe damage. He could not resist. Zhao Bao wanted to kill him. It is necessary to make the King's Spear completely explode.
"Fellow Daoist Yidao... We have a very good friendship. Please help me beg for mercy. I am just such a son... He can't die..." He Feng saw that Zhao Bao did not immediately use a killer move. He begged Guo Yidao urgently. road
Guo Yidao finally reacted. He glanced at Zhao Bao, who was paying attention to the direction of the Tianji Monument very calmly. He rumored that "Xiaobao, give my grandfather a face. Rao Hetian will not die."
"I'm not going to kill him either. I'll cooperate with you. You said I'll let him go. I'll let him go again." Zhao Bao said rumored
Guo Yidao said in surprise, "Xiaobao. How do you know? Grandpa wants you to cooperate with the release of the person."
"If you didn't want to take the opportunity to cheat Hefeng once, you won't be sneaky." Zhao Bao said in one sentence.
"Uh...is it so obvious?" Guo Yidao murmured. He found that his grandson was really a very smart person.
Guo Yidao got permission and was not thinking about this. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Hefeng. I only recognized each other today. Do we have any rare treasures in our family? I don't know. Can you lend me a treasure? Let me give my grandson a decent meeting gift?"
He Feng and the people from the He family all looked at Guo Yidao. This guy clearly wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail their He family. Ji Wuchang and others looked at Guo Yidao disdainfully. This guy is too shameless.
But Guo Yidao said calmly under these angry and disdainful eyes, "Hehe. Fellow Daoist Hefeng. My grandson ignored me. I am afraid I can't help you."
"You...what do you want." He Fengqi's face turned green. He almost said something shameless to curse Guo Yidao. But he looked at He Tiandu, who was nailed to the ground not far away and was bleeding. He could only endure hatred.
"The most famous thing about Lingshan Mist is the Blood Mist of Death. I know that the He family has a magic weapon that contains this Blood Mist of Death. I wonder if fellow Taoist He Feng can give up his love." Guo Yidao stroked his white beard and smiled.
"Guo Yidao. You are too much. The blood mist of death is the treasure of our clan. How could it be caused to be someone?" He Qianshou, another master of the He family, said furiously.
Guo Yidao smiled and wanted to threaten. However, Zhao Bao stretched out his hand. The King of Humans burst out with terrible power, making He Tian scream in shock. Zhao Bao was going to kill him.
Everyone's expressions changed. Guo Yidao looked at Zhao Bao in shock. Didn't his grandson agree to him and not kill He Tiandu?
"Okay... Guo Yidao is ruthless. Let us give you the blood mist of death. Let Zhao Bao release Tiandu." He Qianshou did not expect that Zhao Bao would kill someone. He hurriedly compromised. He thought that Guo Yidao had negotiated with them. They have the opportunity to bargain.
Guo Yidao looked at Zhao Bao a few times before turning to He Qianshou and said, "Get the blood mist of death first. We are releasing people."
The muscles on He Qianshou's face twitched. The blood mist in the death is the ultimate magic weapon of the He family in Lingshan Mist. It is said that the blood mist in the death can even kill the emperor. But no one knows whether this legend is true or false. But this thing wants to be killed. A saint is too simple.
"The blood mist of death is in the hands of the patriarch of my clan. Can fellow Taoist Zhao Bao take it back first? The talisman treasure sealed on the head of my clan. Let my clan leader take out the blood mist of death." He Qianshou said in a deep voice.
"Okay." Zhao Bao waved his hand and let the power of the talisman seal on He Feng disappear.
He Feng returned to normal. He took out a dark black magic weapon similar to the bamboo form from the Qiankun Ring.
"Come on the blood mist of death." Guo Yidao couldn't wait to say
"Okay." He Feng flew into the sky. He looked very calm and his eyes were normal. But suddenly he couldn't continue flying. His whole person began to fall. Zhao Bao stuck out with one hand and directly stole the dark black bamboo in He Feng's hand. The magic weapon of form was taken into hand.
"What are you doing?" He Feng said in a panic and furiously.
Zhao Bao turned around and looked at He Feng coldly and said, "What am I doing? Guo Yidao asked for this blood mist of death from you. It was just to give me a gift. I got it directly and always wanted something that belonged to me. What's wrong with it? Is it?"
Guo Yidao's expression was a little wrong. He didn't really want to send the blood mist of death to Zhao Bao. He had been coveting this thing for several years, but before he got it, he was snatched away by Zhao Baoheng's love.
He Qianshou caught He Feng who almost fell to the ground. He said angrily, "Zhao Bao. Do you want to kill my clan leader? Although there are very powerful masters around you, you may not be able to leave us. .”
"Hahaha. I can leave if I kill people from the Pangu clan. What's more, the people from your He family." Zhao Bao had already shown his momentum. He had already vaguely had the style of a strong man. At this time, his heart of Taoism It turned into the Daoxin of the Emperor of Domineering again, making him look extremely strong.
Zhao Bao's words made many indignant Liangzhou strong men dare not express their dissatisfaction. Zhao Bao was a person who had killed the Pangu clan. They should have known his strength and ruthlessness long ago, not because of Zhao Bao is just a primary saint and has a thought of contempt.
Zhao Bao looked at He Feng and continued, "Also. I didn't kill the patriarch of your clan. I'm already very kind. This guy wants to kill me and Guo Yidao with the blood mist of death. But he doesn't know my talisman. Will Protect the Lord himself and reseal him before he wants to take action."
When the He family heard this, they were stunned. Guo Yidao frowned and looked at Zhao Bao and said, "Xiaobao. Are your words true or false."
"Of course it's true. Do you think it was me halfway through and seal him?" Zhao Bao said affirmatively after putting the blood mist of death into the Qiankun Ring after he put the blood mist of death into the Qiankun Ring.
Guo Yidao flew towards He Feng and He Qianshou wanted to stop him, but failed.
&"Fifth Literature" is updated the fastest, and the full text is typing nbsp; "My grandson said it is true." Guo Yidao approached He Feng and asked
"Yes. I want to kill you two bastards. The blood mist of death is the treasure of my clan. How can it be used to save my son? I would rather die in battle than hand over the blood mist of death." He Feng said with a ferocious look on his face.
Bang.
Guo Yidao slapped He Feng in anger and vomited blood. Several of his teeth fell.
"Damn guy. I have such a deep friendship with you. You still want to assassinate me. I'm so angry." Guo Yidao shouted angrily.
The red mangrove spirit who has been paying attention to the situation here said seriously, "Sister Murong Jie, Sister Liu Yuyan. I finally know why Brother Zhao Bao is. Sometimes he is very cunning."
"Why?" Liu Yuyan blinked her bright eyes curiously and said
"Brother Zhao Bao is innocent. His grandfather is too bad. He handed over the bad habits to Brother Zhao Bao." The red-grown spirit pouted and said with certainty.
"Uh..." Murong Jie, Liu Yuyan, Gao Wei, Zhao Lin and others were shocked. At this moment, they found that the red mangrove spirit was so simple.
When Old Dao Yi-hyun heard the words of the red mangrove spirit, the reaction was the same as Murong Jie and others. However, after looking at the style of Zhao Bao and Guo Yidao, Old Dao Yi-hyun felt that the grandfather and grandson were really similar.
"He Feng. If you want to plot against Xiaobao and I. Don't even think about living..." Guo Yidao's eyes showed murderous intent. However, Zhao Bao took back the Gun of the Man King who nailed He Tian to the ground at this time.
He said calmly, "Grandpa, be honest in life. Others give us blood mist of death. There is no need to hurt people."
Guo Yidao looked at Zhao Bao who had already turned around to face the Tianji Monument. He was annoyed and let He Feng go. Fei returned to Zhao Bao and cursed, "Little Bastard. You are willing to recognize me as your grandfather now."
"I received the meeting gift. Of course I recognized you." Zhao Bao's words made Guo Yidao want to hit someone very much.
&The fastest update, full text is typing sp; "Why... good grandson. Let's discuss something." Guo Yidao did not take action. He was disrespectful to the old man and said charmingly without the demeanor of the elders.
"There is no time." Zhao Bao's eyes were all on the Tianji Monument. Lan Kui and the King of Jin were already subdued. The two old saints who wanted to block the Bagua Platform of the River Tu to fly to the Tianji Monument.
Guo Yidao's face turned completely dark. He put away his charming expression and said seriously, "Xiaobao. The blood mist in death is extremely terrible. If you use it a little, you may poison yourself to death. You will give me the blood mist of death to me.
Let's teach you how to use it."
"Grandpa. Don't nag around me like a woman, okay? The blood mist of death. Wait until the situation here is clear. I will let He Feng teach me personally. Grandpa, you don't need to worry." Zhao Bao
Feili impatiently. He didn't want to continue being harassed by Guo Yidao.
Zhao Zhongyi, Zhao Yanlong, and several elders of the Guo family couldn't help but laugh. Guo Yidao obviously wanted to die blood mist, but Zhao Bao had no intention of giving him any more. Guo Yidao could not force him.
He had said before that he wanted the blood mist of death to give his grandson a gift.
"Oh... God can still violate the evil of his own evil. He can't live without his own evil..." Guo Yidao's expression changed for a long time. He sighed in grief and anger.
Zhao Bao had no intention of listening to Guo Yidao's grief and anger. The dominant soul is now in crisis. Zhao Bao rushed to the Tianji Monument to help the dominant soul.
"Director Soul. What's wrong with you? What's going on?" Zhao Bao shouted anxiously.
The dominant soul was weak and said, "The Bagua Platform is about to be unable to trap the River Tu. It will forcefully break the Bagua Platform and rush out."
"How could this happen? Does the River Map also have attack power?" Zhao Bao said in shock.
"I don't know...but...you bastard boy...maybe you can finally get rid of me...I'm afraid I'm going to destroy here with the Bagua Platform..." The dominant soul said intermittently.
"The dominant soul. I don't want you to destroy here. Since you can't trap the river map, let it leave. It may just be deducing something." Zhao Bao hurriedly shouted
The dominant soul is sometimes annoying. However, Zhao Bao has regarded him as the most affectionate existence around him. He does not want the dominant soul to encounter an unexpected accident.