The early morning sun breaks, and the sun shines on the earth.

Feng Hao slowly opened his eyes, looking at the rising sun with his star-like eyes, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The sun and the moon alternate, the sea of ​​stars fills and moves, all things are fragrant, and life is endless.

If a world wants to have a complete life, light is an indispensable condition. Perhaps, your own small world can also make the sun shine on the earth and breed life.

"Coming."

Just when Feng Hao was losing his mind, Heita's reminder disappeared into the void.

And Feng Hao also retracted his thoughts. At a glance, he saw three figures rushing towards him from three directions.

Soon, the three of them stood around Feng Hao with powerful auras, looking at each other, and then looked at Feng Hao, who was several crowns above.

All three of them are men. The leader of the Black Tower Clan is a tall and thin man with disheveled hair, a cold face, and his eyes are like those of a wealth wolf, extremely fierce.

The leader of the Iron Tower Clan is a sturdy middle-aged man with a slight smile and a bloodthirsty light in his eyes from time to time. He is not a good person either.

The Muta tribe is actually a man, with a moustache, a wretched face, but with constant luster. He is not tall, but looks short, capable, and exquisite.

But he looked a little embarrassed, with blood still covering his body, and the wounds on his face were new, probably because he had just been released.

The woman from the Muta tribe did not come because she was not the orthodox leader of the Muta tribe.

“Three powerful men in the universe.”

Feng Hao looked sideways, surprised.

Unexpectedly, the three leaders turned out to be strong men in the Zhou realm, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

But it was only a moment of surprise, Feng Hao didn’t care. Flying down, he landed in front of the three leaders.

Seeing Feng Hao coming down, except for the Muta clan, the other two leaders were immediately on guard and stared at Feng Hao with solemn expressions.

Although they have never met Feng Hao, they have heard about his strength from their subordinates, so they do not look down upon him at all and are ready to prepare.

"Are you that outsider Feng Hao?"

The former leader of the Muta tribe was suppressed in the dungeon by that woman. When he came out, he was told to come. Sha Feng Hao didn't know Feng Hao's strength, so he spoke first and kept looking at Feng Hao with his not-so-large eyes.

"Yes."

His voice was cold and indifferent. Before he could continue to speak, Feng Hao glanced at the three of them and continued: "You are the ones who are offering sacrifices.Do you want me to do it? "

"Arrogant. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were furious. Among them, the shorter man from the Muta clan even showed a ferocious smile and directly attacked with his fists.

They didn’t know how to do it. He has magical powers, so his body is powerful, and he fights with his body.

The other two leaders stayed still and watched the changes. But the next moment, their pupils shrank at the same time, and they were horrified.< br />
I saw that the shorter man with an extremely powerful aura was motionless before he had taken a few steps. And at some point, Feng Hao raised one hand and looked at the shorter man with a calm expression. The man.

Immediately his eyes flashed and his palms pressed down.

“Boom...”

With a loud noise, a figure appeared on the ground. There was a huge palm print more than ten meters wide, but the shorter man was directly suppressed to the ground by invisible force, blood spurted from his mouth, and his whole body seemed to be crushed in a circle, with a horrified look on his face.

"So strong. ”

The other two leaders looked at Feng Hao in disbelief. Although they were mentally prepared, they realized after seeing it in person that they and others were actually frogs in the well. You can destroy yourself.

“Sir, we sacrifice ourselves. ”

After a moment of shock, the two leaders looked at each other and saw the horror in each other’s eyes, and then shouted hurriedly.

After saying that, the leader of the Iron Tower clan’s eyes flickered and his expression changed. He stood upright and said solemnly: "Sir, you have summoned the Tower God, can you take me out? Tie Qing is willing to lead the Tie Tower clan to follow the master forever, and never betray him for the rest of his life. "

"I, Haili, am willing to lead the Black Tower tribe to follow you, sir, and never betray me. ”

After saying that, the two of them knelt down and worshiped on the ground with sincere expressions.

As for the leader of the Muta clan, there is more Qi coming out of the earth than in. They still have the strength to speak.

They have been trapped in this cage for too long, and they have almost forgotten the instructions of their ancestors. If Feng Hao had not appeared, they might have completely wiped out the clan in this tower world, and finally disappeared in the world. Between heaven and earth.

The appearance of Feng Hao gave them hope. Even if they were slaves forever, they would not hesitate. Because following such a strong man was better than waiting to die here. .

　“Sacrifice. "

Feng Hao retracted his palm, his eyes moved slightly, and did not give a clear answer.

After hearing this, the two leaders looked happy, because Feng Hao said this , it was considered acquiescence. They immediately looked at each other, jumped down into the pit, dragged the leader of the Muta Clan up, and took out the Tower God.

The leader of the Muta ClanThe leader was now unable to resist and could only let Tie Qing and the others tinker.

"The black pattern shines in the world, the tower breaks the sky, in my name, the world tower shows its spirit"

The three of them sat cross-legged, made strange handprints in their hands, and lowered their hands at the same time. drink.

As the sound got louder and louder, the black divine patterns on Tie Qing and Hai Li began to squirm, coming to life, falling out of their bodies, and sinking into the small tower in mid-air.

Although the leader of the Muta clan could not move, as they communicated, the small tower actually absorbed the divine patterns on his body on its own, and gradually the originally simple and unpretentious little tower began to shine.

The scorching sun is high in the sky, but the light of the small tower is extremely dark, like a black hole, greedily absorbing the surrounding sunlight and divine patterns.

The aura became stronger and stronger, revealing boundless darkness and coldness, which made Feng Hao even move and look solemn.

This is just a soul clone of the Black Tower, and its aura actually makes Feng Haodu feel terrified, which shows how powerful the Black Tower is.

But fortunately, although this aura is extremely powerful and cold, it does not seem evil. And it’s not directed at anyone, so it’s okay.

Time passed, a moment passed in the blink of an eye, and all the divine patterns on the three leaders were absorbed. As the last trace of the divine pattern disappeared into the small tower, the three leaders seemed to have been drained of their strength and collapsed directly to the ground.

The leader of the Muta clan was even more miserable. After he fell to the ground, he was broken into pieces like porcelain and died.

After thousands of years of oppression, coupled with the strong suppression by Feng Hao when he came out, his body has long been riddled with holes. If it weren't for the support of divine patterns, I probably wouldn't be able to get here at all.

Although the other two people are still alive, their complexions are several times older, with wrinkles and wrinkles, their breath is withered, and their originally shining eyes have become cloudy, as if they have entered old age and are lifeless. diffuse.

It can be seen how much they paid for losing their divine patterns.

"My lord... I am glad that I have fulfilled my duty."

hope.

But Feng Hao just looked at them quietly, with a calm expression and remained silent.

　"Hey..."

　A sigh revealed that their endless hope turned to despair.

After all, it was a wrong bet.

The two of them looked at Feng Hao for a long time, like old men in their twilight years, then slowly turned their heads and looked at each other, with a bitter smile on their lips.

The lifelong enemies, at this moment, looked at each other like friends meeting each other for many years.Laughter, there is no hatred, only loneliness.

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