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When Feng Hao entered the banquet venue, the demon wolf had just recovered, and its bloodthirsty eyes scanned the whole place, and finally landed on Feng Hao.

The wolf howled and started running on all fours. The claws on the forelimbs suddenly stretched out six steel blades, exuding an intimidating cold light. It would definitely be easy to blow and break the hair, just like Like Wolverine in the X-Men.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

Feng Hao snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand like lightning, directly pinched the steel blade of the demon wolf's forelimb, and broke it with force. It broke directly at the root, snapping and brittle.

　"Aw...aw..."

The demon wolf cried out in pain again, and the huge wolf body kept rolling on the ground to relieve the stinging pain from its forelimbs. .

At this moment, a look of fear finally appeared in its eyes.

Easily break his steel blade. This is because the Long Group's biochemical department spent a lot of effort to plant a renewable alloy steel skeleton in his body, which is far more powerful than the Western Wolverine.

However, with such a gentle touch, his proud body was kneaded by Feng Hao at will.

The demon wolf lowered its head, no longer daring to move forward. It tucked its tail and became very obedient.

After a while, he returned to his human form, dripping with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

His eyes looked at Feng Hao with fear and submission. When Feng Hao looked at him, his legs went weak and he moved behind Long Xueqing in fear. body.

At the same time, people from all the major ancient cultivators in the conference also cast friendly glances at Feng Hao.

"The Cheng family is so lucky to have such a charming child in the family. It seems that the first clan in cultivation this time must be the Cheng family..."

The Holy Mother in the Clouds of Mount Tai smiled lightly and nodded slightly towards the elder of the Cheng clan.

Old Gong of the Cheng clan handed over his hand. Although he smiled, it had a bitter taste. If he really had a young man like Feng Hao, he would be willing to live shorter by a few decades.

"In the future, Mr. Cheng will often visit Wudang Mountain as a guest, and we, the Zhang family, will receive him with the highest standards..."

Mr. Zhang of Wudang Mountain received a Taoist treatment etiquette.

Seeing that the two Taishan and Beidou-level figures were taking the lead, Master Tang from Qingcheng Mountain did not dare to neglect them and became polite.

Suddenly, there was a faint tendency among the ancient cultivators in the field to be led by the Cheng family.

“Hmph!”

The strong man in the fairy world suddenly became coldHe hummed, looked at the monks and elders of the major ancient tribes with a very unkind look, and said coldly: "I'm afraid you are not clear about the current situation."

"Sir, please calm down!"< br />
Duanmu Yang’s ancestor died, and now he has no supporter. He was quick-thinking and immediately knelt down on one knee to offer his heartfelt thanks. He kowtowed and said: “The Duanmu family in the Holy Land of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is willing to work for the Immortal Anvil. ”

The ancient cultivators who had friendship with the Duanmu family looked at each other and then kowtowed obediently, each expressing their sincerity to the fairy world.

"This..."

The three powerful men in the tribulation period at the Taishan level frowned slightly, but after all, they are the masters of a clan and have extremely profound knowledge. Even if they are The Immortal Realm, which can control their lifeblood, is not afraid to the point of kowtow.

The higher the cultivation level, the more frequent the contact with the gods, so they cannot switch to other camps.

The strong man from the Immortal Sect looked at Duanmu Yang with admiration, and immediately waved his hand to create a stream of pure immortal energy, saying: "I give you a creation, and it's all up to you how far you can reach it. Comprehension..."

"Thank you, Lord Immortal!"

Duanmu Yang was ecstatic in his heart, and kowtowed his head vigorously, crying with gratitude.

"Yes!"

The strong man from the Immortal Sect nodded with satisfaction. With a wisp of beard on his chin, his immortal temperament became a little stronger.

Many ancient monks who were loyal to the powerful Immortal Sect could not help but look at Duanmu Yang with envy and envy. The good fortune given by the Immortal was a great benefit to their monks.

Maybe he will become an immortal immediately.

During this period of time in the villa area arranged by the Long Group, the powerful Immortal Sect also learned a lot of knowledge about China and knew what to do.

The moment also gave these kneeling ancient monks more or less a lot of opportunities, and the latter trembled with excitement.

Some ancient tribes who saw that the situation was not right also felt that the fairy world was more reliable, at least the divine world had never given them such good luck.

"We are also willing to follow the lead of the immortals..."

More and more ancient monks have joined the camp of the immortal world, but only the ancestor of the three great mountains, Beidou, The casual cultivators who were in the Cultivation Alliance showed no expression.

There is no god clan behind the casual cultivators in the Cultivation Alliance. They all entered the path of cultivation by chance

It is expected that the immortals will look down on them.

Which cultivator from the ancient tribe doesn’t know what these powerful men from the immortal world are looking for? Nothing more than followingThe gods are competing for territory.

After all, today’s earth is full of strange phenomena, and powerful people from outside the territory are coming. It is obvious that something is about to happen to the land of China, and the opportunity is so great that it will move the fairy world, the god world, and the demon world.

The eyes of the two powerful men of the Immortal Sect then fell on the Cheng family, especially looking at Feng Hao a few more times.

They had just learned the cause of death of the elder of the Duanmu family. The powerful Sanxian was actually discovered by a younger generation. This strength was somewhat surprising.

"The gods behind you are very powerful?" One of the powerful men from the Immortal Sect said with twinkling eyes.

The elder of the Cheng clan shook his head and said: "We are not good at attacking and are not strong. We are inherited from the Shenmu Clan in the God Realm."

"The Shenmu Clan?"

The strong man from the Immortal Sect was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's really not powerful, but it's good for saving lives and healing the wounded."

Cheng Jinnan's face turned red. Blushing, but not daring to contradict rashly.

"It's not up to you whether he is strong or not. At least it is more than enough to deal with you..." Feng Hao's voice suddenly sounded.

Wow!

In an instant, there was an uproar in the field, and they were all shocked. Cheng Hao actually dared to contradict the strong man of the Immortal Sect?

Are you too arrogant? Or is it that cultivation has caused problems with the brain?

Even Cheng Jinnan was stunned and a little confused in his heart. He knew very well how powerful Feng Hao was. He could easily deal with the Holy Son of the God Realm, not to mention the great monster from outside the realm.

Ordinary immortals would naturally have no problem, but the problem is that these two are powerful immortals in the immortal world, equivalent to people with extremely high immortal status like Taibai Jinxing.

"Kneel down!"

The expression of the powerful Immortal Sect sank. He had seen arrogant immortals, but never such arrogant human monks.

How many such monks could he kill with one slap? But shooting mortal monks to death is not a wise choice now, but punishment is indispensable.

Feng Hao sighed lightly, looked at the powerful Immortal Sect man who asked him to kneel down, and said in the same unquestioning tone: "Presumptuous!"

Plop! !

The Immortal Sect strongman only felt that the world seemed to collapse, directly pressing on his shoulders. His knees softened and he knelt heavily on the ground.

Suddenly, his face turned the color of pig liver, and all the monks in the field were rubbing their eyeballs violently, thinking that this must be an illusion.

　However, this is the fact. Their mouths are open enough to stuff a big duck egg...

Immortal Sect, kneel down!