You can search "Hongmeng Jiaozun" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!
The most important thing is that when a few people stopped, the passers-by seemed to suddenly feel something was wrong, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The entire inner city of Yuncheng was suddenly empty, and a chilling air could not help but spread over them, and Qian Pei was completely conscious. When the danger came, they fell into a trap. Qin Hao said calmly: "You have been fooled. Go back to Poixu's formation."
"Hahaha, little Qin Hao, let me see where you are going this time." Suddenly a voice came, followed by dozens of qi machines surrounding them. The fat man and the others were about to break through the virtual formation, but it was too late. , there was a sudden burst of light and cold air around. It was obvious that the void had been blocked by some secret method, and it was impossible to break the void at all.
"This kid is really going here. It seems that Void has a good plan." Several more auras came, almost all of them were old monsters at the level of holy kings. It seemed that various forces had already set up a dragnet here, waiting for Qin Hao is in the trap.
"Qin Hao, kid, kneel down and die. You have killed the peerless genius of our great religion. There is no chance of survival today." Several more breaths came from the person who turned out to be the Holy King. It seems that this time the great religion has spent a lot of money. Kill Qin Hao.
The faces of several young saints were solemn, and they were even stripped of their money. There were so many masters of the Holy King. Even if the Insect King and the Killing King came out, they had to escape. However, the surrounding void was blocked, and there was still a faint flow of Qi from the formation. .
"How can such a thief be allowed to die so easily? He must be suppressed, tied up in a big church, and skinned and cramped in front of the world." Several more breaths came, and the people looked more and more. I was shocked, this was not just a big investment, but Qin Hao was going to be killed.
"Fortunately, there is no King of Holy Kings." Even though they were stripped of their money, they were still lucky. Although there were many Holy Kings, there was no King of Holy Kings. They could still fight their way out.
But whatever he didn¡¯t want to do came to him.
Suddenly, a stronger Qi came. There was a simple stove above the man's head, and terrifying Qi was flowing around the stove, even overflowing with a trace of imperial power. This man came from the void, and his whole body was spinning. A Taoist rhyme, that Qi movement, what is it if it is not the King of Saints?
Last time, Qin Hao killed a god, which was not very powerful, but this time, it was the true form of the Holy King, and the stove above his head was actually the Yin Yang family's imitation imperial weapon, the Sun God Furnace. , plus these thirty or so holy kings, even if Qin Hao and the others are powerful, they may have to be refined to death.
"Crow's mouth!" Several young saints said.
"Can you blame me?" Qian Peiguang said awkwardly.
"You kid, why don't you kneel down and die?" the old man said with a sinister look on his face.
"Yin Yang Family, Huang Hao, you old man actually came out." Qian Peiguang looked at him with a solemn face. You must know that this Huang Hao was already well-known to the world before Qian Peiguang became famous. Stronger.
"You are actually associated with this person who destroys the world. You must not be a good person. You should all die now." The frightening temperature of the imitation imperial weapon above Huang Hao's head seemed to be refining everything. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com