The middle-aged man's eyes widened. He looked at the collapsed chest and felt the extremely terrifying breath of death.

He has been sleeping in an ancient bronze coffin for thousands of years, and he can be considered a person who has died once.

This time I almost had a brush with the real God of Death, and I was shocked and angry.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man was unable to determine the identities of Feng Hao and Prometheus, his tone was very gentle,

But He believed that he had no grievances against Feng Hao and the others.

Does having no grievances or enmity mean there is still room for negotiation?

"Don't worry about who we are, I just want to ask you one question, will you die?"

Prometheus stared at the middle-aged man, his blue eyes seemed to have a With huge magic power, the middle-aged man nodded dullly and said: "Okay, I will die..."

But just after he finished speaking, he quickly shook his head and said: "No, I can't..." This Holy Lord has been sleeping for thousands of years, and I will never die just to merge with him."

Boom! !

After the middle-aged man regained his consciousness, he probably knew that Feng Hao and Prometheus wanted to kill him.

So there was no more nonsense. Taking advantage of the moment when Feng Hao and Prometheus were distracted, they grabbed the injured Emperor Qin and jumped directly into the ancient bronze coffin.

Wow!

Then eighteen chains of different colors were wrapped around several times like an ivy, exuding some mysterious aura.

"The breath of these chains... shouldn't be something from this world, it is something soaked in Shura Prison in the God Realm..."

Prometheus's As soon as I touched it with my fingers, my fingers were burnt.

It is not the high temperature, but the things impregnated on the chain, which are fatal to Prometheus.

"Are you okay?" Feng Hao asked worriedly.

He collapsed in one step, grabbed Prometheus's little hand, and then looked at Prometheus' fingers that were burnt by the chain, and subconsciously blew gently...

Phew...

But as soon as he took a breath, Feng Hao was stunned.

"Why should I brag? She is not an ordinary person... Why do I care about her so much?"

Feng Hao has countless questions in his heart, and he has not even thought about why. Will take action to blow...

This seems to be an ambiguous thing that couples only do.

　“You...Can you give me some face, the Holy Master, and pull the chain as hard as you can... Can you still kill me by flirting? "

In the ancient bronze coffin, the middle-aged man's voice sounded.

Although he met two strong men who could not be offended, he still hid. He can afford it.

Lying in the ancient bronze coffin, sucking in the power of the world's origin from the prehistoric world Qin Emperor, he felt as if he was about to ascend again.

"Hey, this It's very comfortable...it's not a loss at all. "

The middle-aged man looked intoxicated, and then... when he opened his eyes and looked at the coffin lid, his whole person suddenly froze.

What the hell Where did the bronze coffin lid go?

Where did the eighteen chains soaked in the torture of Shura Prison go? Is there anyone who can tell me?

Why... The handsome young man in casual clothes will appear in front of him...

Yes.

The middle-aged man, in the bronze weird, thinks that he With eighteen chains, you can hide.

Prometheus was indeed greatly affected, because the Shura Protoss she belongs to is hostile to the Shura Prison, the criminal law of the divine world. The relationship...

So these chains soaked in the Shura Prison are very lethal to the powerful gods.

But Feng Hao is not. These chains are very harmful to him. In other words, it is only a few times bigger than usual.

Not to mention how many times bigger, even if it is more than ten times bigger, Feng Hao can naturally tear it off easily.
< br />In the ancient bronze coffin, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe is holding the prehistoric Qin Emperor who was almost sucked to death, with an awkward smile on his face...

"Give me back the coffin lid. , and then...could you please help me cover it? ”

The middle-aged man doesn’t want to wake up now. He thinks he can still sleep for a while.

This time period is a bit dangerous.

Existences of the level of Feng Hao and Prometheus appeared.

“What do you think? ”

Feng Hao smiled coldly, stretched out his big hand, and directly lifted the middle-aged man up. The latter was frightened.

As powerful as him, he actually Encountering such a terrifying existence,

“Everything is easy to discuss, Gu did not hurt innocent people...”

The middle-aged man gave up very quickly, no matter how immoral he was. , comparable to the Fire Unicorn, Bull Demon King and others.

“This is not an injury.As for the question of whether to harm or not, before that, how good would it be if you could just lie on the ground with peace of mind? "

"Now, he just jumped out and clamored to dominate the world. Where did you put me? ”

Feng Hao can almost confirm the identity of the middle-aged man.

Although he is the Qin Shihuang, he is a strong man in the God Realm who is striving to become the Holy Lord. .

With such factors full of danger and uncertainty, how could Feng Hao allow a middle-aged man to leave the underground palace.

"If you had appeared earlier, maybe... this Holy Master I will carefully consider waking up, but it is too late now..."

The middle-aged man smiled.

Fortunately, his attitude was very good, otherwise, with the wind, With Hao's character, he would have probably trampled Emperor Qin under his feet and rubbed him against the smooth floor.

"It doesn't matter, I will destroy you again." That's good..."

Feng Hao couldn't even laugh. He thought that the Holy Lord of the God Realm was so great, but he didn't expect... that he was so timid as a mouse.

Perhaps there is a saying that is right, the more hard-won something is, the more we cherish it as life.

After Qin Emperor Ying Zheng heard Feng Hao’s words, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up. Get up...

Just destroy it once more.

"Don't be impulsive, tell me... what conditions can you let me go. "

After all, the middle-aged man has not learned how to fully integrate the original power of the ancient Qin Emperor, but there is no look of aloofness on his face.

At the moment of life and death, He was highly focused just to survive.

If he was going to die immediately after he woke up, it would be better to stay asleep.

"Start talking to this emperor Have you negotiated terms? "

Feng Hao sneered again and again.

"I dare not..."

The middle-aged man climbed up from the ancient bronze coffin and returned the Emperor Qin, who was breathing heavily, was thrown in front of Feng Hao like a dead dog.

"I didn't kill him. I know that you should have come here for him..."

After the middle-aged man absorbed the power of the source, he originally wanted to kill Emperor Qin, but after seeing Feng Hao and Prometheus, he was glad to have left this shield behind...
< br />Poof!

However, at the moment when he finished speaking, Feng Hao, who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, appeared in front of him. .

Another punch came out...

He felt like his internal organs had been punched out. The original power of the ancient world seemed to have encountered the world, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to show his head... …

“What’s going on? Why can’t I use the power of the ancient world?”

The middle-aged man held his chest and looked at Feng Hao blankly.

He clearly fused with Emperor Qin’s Emperor Dragon Qi, which was the original power of the prehistoric world, but the Zhao family still couldn’t withstand Feng Hao’s attack.