Chapter 1258
Boom!
The giant palm snapped and smashed a mountain peak.
Another sweep, bang bang! Floating islands burst open and fell from mid air. Many Kunwu disciples couldn't escape. They were shot and blasted by students and made into blood mist.
Then a huge head appeared in mid air and looked down through the hole.
The pair of golden pupils, cold and indifferent, looked at the people below as if they were looking at a group of mole ants.
His skin is golden, with the color of gold and iron, covered with mysterious and mysterious lines.
"All the remaining evils will die!"
His lips moved back and forth, spitting out a murky voice, shaking the void.
He raised his hands, broke the crystal wall and came down from the sky.
He is so big that he can't be described. He is almost as high as the Kunwu sacred mountain. Behind him, there are nine colored sacred rings.
He was ferocious and terrible. When he roared up to the sky, a circle of substantial sound waves swung open, exploding one floating island after another.
"This dragon Bo Protoss is the great enemy of our Terran. It forced our ancestors to migrate here from the distant ancestral star. Our existence of Kunwu is to fight them and protect the Terran!"
"Today, we will stop him at all costs!"
The Lord of Kunwu shouted loudly.
His body was shining like a hot sun hanging on the back of Yinglong.
"Ow --!"
Yinglong uttered a long chant, steered the wind and rain, and took the lead in rushing to the terrible giant God.
Behind him, there are another four rounds of scorching sun, all of which are the accomplishments of Jiujie.
One pulled a bow, one pulled a spear, one pulled a golden gourd, and another was a woman with graceful posture and hazy face, holding a flag in her hand.
These treasures should be breathtaking.
Boom, boom!
The two sides collided and the fierce battle broke out!
The war was extremely tragic. The earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed.
The power of our whole clan finally blocked the giant god, but soon, in the air, another dragon Bo giant God appeared and came here.
Then there was another one.
Three great gods, the war situation immediately reversed.
Tang Hao also joined the battle, sacrificed an ancient sword and led a group of disciples to fight.
"In any case, we must stop them. Once we lose, the Terran will be in danger!"
"We Kunwu people, not a coward, fight to the end!"
Everyone killed red eyes.
"He" is the same, completely killing red eyes.
Around him, disciples and elders died in battle. Before some died, they burned themselves and rushed to the giant god, which exploded tragically and tragically.
Suddenly, a sad cry sounded.
The Yinglong fell from mid air, his body was dripping with blood, and the figure on his back fell at the same time.
"Father!"
"He" looked up and his canthus was about to crack.
The figure fell for a distance and finally stabilized, but it was like gold paper and was seriously injured.
He looked up at the sky with a determined look on his face.
"Delirium! I'm sorry for your father. I have to go first! If you can escape this disaster, I hope you can live well. You must remember..."
He turned around, looked around and found Tang Hao in the crowd.
"Father!"
"He" was shocked and shouted like crazy.
The Lord of Kunwu smiled, shook his sleeve and robe, and calmly flew up. The faster and higher he flew, the hotter and hotter the light on his body, and hit the giant God.
The giant god clapped his hand, but when he touched it, the palm melted like ice and snow.
Boom!
The sun burst, and the light and heat emitted completely melted the giant God.
"Father!"
Kunwu's eldest son uttered a heart rending cry.
Tang Hao could feel the extreme grief in his heart.
Although one giant God was destroyed, there are still two left. The situation is still grim. More and more disciples died in battle. Another supreme God seriously injured himself, burned himself and seriously injured a giant God.
And "he" fought frantically, finally exhausted and was slapped with one hand.
When this palm was clapped, the void in all directions was twisted, and there was another whirl of heaven and earth.
The next moment, Tang Hao returned to reality.
He stood there with a trance on his face.
What I saw before is really amazing.
It's the Dragon Bo giant god again!
In addition, it also mentioned the wa palace. It seems that the giant god of Daohu was probably under the town at that time.
Looking up at the young man, Tang Hao sighed. This guy is really a little poor. His father died and even he died in the war. There is only a wisp of remnant soul left. It's really sad.
"Daoyou! You see, I didn't lie!"
The young man said.
"Then what dragon uncle, where did he come from?"
Tang Hao asked.
"I don't know. I only know that it was the Longbo Protoss who forced our Terrans to migrate here from the ancestral star. They are our great enemies!"
"Well!" Tang Hao was disappointed.
"Taoist friend, I have an unkind request. Can you agree?" The young man hesitated and said.
"Say it!"
Tang Hao nodded.
He did have a fate with this Kun Wu. It was because of the Ying keel that he was able to counter attack and become an eternal demon. As long as he did what he could and naturally wanted to help, he should repay the Ying dragon.
"I'm just a wisp of ghost. I'm completely attached to this sword. I can't move freely. I can't even get out of this valley."
"You want me to take you away?"
"No!" The young man shook his head. "I'm a remnant. What can I do? I want you to take me to the top of God and put me there!"
"This is my home. My father died here. I want to have a good look here..."
Tang Hao was silent for a while.
After a long time, he nodded, walked forward and picked up the sword.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
Tang Hao carried his sword behind him and headed for the sacred mountain.
"Taoist friend, you look young! How old are you?"
"In your twenties!"
"Wow! Awesome... Taoist friend! You look clean and pretty, smile a little shy, and so readily agree to my request. You must be a good young man with integrity, kindness and ancient kindness!"
"Yes!"
Tang Hao responded, not blushing at all.
As soon as he finished, he saw a giant beast in the distance. As soon as his eyes brightened, he picked up the blue ancient sword, rushed over and shouted, "little tiger, stop!"
He rushed over and chopped the tiger like a hill with a few swords.
The eldest son of Kunwu was stunned.
"Stop! Rob! Take out all the rings and storage bags, and take off your clothes! If you don't take them off, believe it or not, I'll cut your sword!"
"The king of Qin is coming!"
"The devil is coming. Run!"
He pushed it sideways. He still robbed people and cut animals when he saw them. He was overbearing and ferocious.
The eldest son of Kunwu was completely stunned.
The giant palm snapped and smashed a mountain peak.
Another sweep, bang bang! Floating islands burst open and fell from mid air. Many Kunwu disciples couldn't escape. They were shot and blasted by students and made into blood mist.
Then a huge head appeared in mid air and looked down through the hole.
The pair of golden pupils, cold and indifferent, looked at the people below as if they were looking at a group of mole ants.
His skin is golden, with the color of gold and iron, covered with mysterious and mysterious lines.
"All the remaining evils will die!"
His lips moved back and forth, spitting out a murky voice, shaking the void.
He raised his hands, broke the crystal wall and came down from the sky.
He is so big that he can't be described. He is almost as high as the Kunwu sacred mountain. Behind him, there are nine colored sacred rings.
He was ferocious and terrible. When he roared up to the sky, a circle of substantial sound waves swung open, exploding one floating island after another.
"This dragon Bo Protoss is the great enemy of our Terran. It forced our ancestors to migrate here from the distant ancestral star. Our existence of Kunwu is to fight them and protect the Terran!"
"Today, we will stop him at all costs!"
The Lord of Kunwu shouted loudly.
His body was shining like a hot sun hanging on the back of Yinglong.
"Ow --!"
Yinglong uttered a long chant, steered the wind and rain, and took the lead in rushing to the terrible giant God.
Behind him, there are another four rounds of scorching sun, all of which are the accomplishments of Jiujie.
One pulled a bow, one pulled a spear, one pulled a golden gourd, and another was a woman with graceful posture and hazy face, holding a flag in her hand.
These treasures should be breathtaking.
Boom, boom!
The two sides collided and the fierce battle broke out!
The war was extremely tragic. The earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed.
The power of our whole clan finally blocked the giant god, but soon, in the air, another dragon Bo giant God appeared and came here.
Then there was another one.
Three great gods, the war situation immediately reversed.
Tang Hao also joined the battle, sacrificed an ancient sword and led a group of disciples to fight.
"In any case, we must stop them. Once we lose, the Terran will be in danger!"
"We Kunwu people, not a coward, fight to the end!"
Everyone killed red eyes.
"He" is the same, completely killing red eyes.
Around him, disciples and elders died in battle. Before some died, they burned themselves and rushed to the giant god, which exploded tragically and tragically.
Suddenly, a sad cry sounded.
The Yinglong fell from mid air, his body was dripping with blood, and the figure on his back fell at the same time.
"Father!"
"He" looked up and his canthus was about to crack.
The figure fell for a distance and finally stabilized, but it was like gold paper and was seriously injured.
He looked up at the sky with a determined look on his face.
"Delirium! I'm sorry for your father. I have to go first! If you can escape this disaster, I hope you can live well. You must remember..."
He turned around, looked around and found Tang Hao in the crowd.
"Father!"
"He" was shocked and shouted like crazy.
The Lord of Kunwu smiled, shook his sleeve and robe, and calmly flew up. The faster and higher he flew, the hotter and hotter the light on his body, and hit the giant God.
The giant god clapped his hand, but when he touched it, the palm melted like ice and snow.
Boom!
The sun burst, and the light and heat emitted completely melted the giant God.
"Father!"
Kunwu's eldest son uttered a heart rending cry.
Tang Hao could feel the extreme grief in his heart.
Although one giant God was destroyed, there are still two left. The situation is still grim. More and more disciples died in battle. Another supreme God seriously injured himself, burned himself and seriously injured a giant God.
And "he" fought frantically, finally exhausted and was slapped with one hand.
When this palm was clapped, the void in all directions was twisted, and there was another whirl of heaven and earth.
The next moment, Tang Hao returned to reality.
He stood there with a trance on his face.
What I saw before is really amazing.
It's the Dragon Bo giant god again!
In addition, it also mentioned the wa palace. It seems that the giant god of Daohu was probably under the town at that time.
Looking up at the young man, Tang Hao sighed. This guy is really a little poor. His father died and even he died in the war. There is only a wisp of remnant soul left. It's really sad.
"Daoyou! You see, I didn't lie!"
The young man said.
"Then what dragon uncle, where did he come from?"
Tang Hao asked.
"I don't know. I only know that it was the Longbo Protoss who forced our Terrans to migrate here from the ancestral star. They are our great enemies!"
"Well!" Tang Hao was disappointed.
"Taoist friend, I have an unkind request. Can you agree?" The young man hesitated and said.
"Say it!"
Tang Hao nodded.
He did have a fate with this Kun Wu. It was because of the Ying keel that he was able to counter attack and become an eternal demon. As long as he did what he could and naturally wanted to help, he should repay the Ying dragon.
"I'm just a wisp of ghost. I'm completely attached to this sword. I can't move freely. I can't even get out of this valley."
"You want me to take you away?"
"No!" The young man shook his head. "I'm a remnant. What can I do? I want you to take me to the top of God and put me there!"
"This is my home. My father died here. I want to have a good look here..."
Tang Hao was silent for a while.
After a long time, he nodded, walked forward and picked up the sword.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
Tang Hao carried his sword behind him and headed for the sacred mountain.
"Taoist friend, you look young! How old are you?"
"In your twenties!"
"Wow! Awesome... Taoist friend! You look clean and pretty, smile a little shy, and so readily agree to my request. You must be a good young man with integrity, kindness and ancient kindness!"
"Yes!"
Tang Hao responded, not blushing at all.
As soon as he finished, he saw a giant beast in the distance. As soon as his eyes brightened, he picked up the blue ancient sword, rushed over and shouted, "little tiger, stop!"
He rushed over and chopped the tiger like a hill with a few swords.
The eldest son of Kunwu was stunned.
"Stop! Rob! Take out all the rings and storage bags, and take off your clothes! If you don't take them off, believe it or not, I'll cut your sword!"
"The king of Qin is coming!"
"The devil is coming. Run!"
He pushed it sideways. He still robbed people and cut animals when he saw them. He was overbearing and ferocious.
The eldest son of Kunwu was completely stunned.