Duanmu Yang claimed to be the reincarnation of the Holy Son of a certain clan in the God Realm. He looked extremely arrogant, and even communicated with the God Realm in a flash of lightning.

That ray of light between the eyebrows is the bridge.

In just a moment, before everyone could react, Duanmu Yang's temperament changed drastically, as if he was a different person.

A mighty coercion came down out of thin air. All the ancient monks in the field felt their knee bones become sore and numb, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

Only Feng Hao, Bai Ling, a strong member of the Immortal Sect, and the three great Taishan Beidou-level monks in the Tribulation Stage, did not change their expressions under this power.

"Wind Emperor, Duanmu Yang is the carrier of the Son of God. If we don't take action, the Son of God will come, and this building may not be saved..."

There are ancient tribesmen The monk said urgently, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and the invisible pressure caused all the tempered glass doors and windows on this floor to shatter.

Suddenly the strong wind poured in, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

Feng Hao looked at Duanmu Yang, who was not far away and was bathed in divine light. The corners of his mouth curved up, and he chuckled: "Isn't this Duanmu Yang the reincarnation of the Holy Son? I also want to Look at who the Holy Son is..."

Feng Hao then unfolded his Xuanwu Domain and wrapped everyone in it. In an instant, the pressure disappeared, and even the wind seemed to have stopped. .

The ancient monks felt that the pressure disappeared, and the eyes they looked at Feng Hao changed again. Without a sound, the pressure was broken. This strength can be seen in the world, and Who can help him?

Duanmu Yang's body floated directly, just like becoming an immortal immediately. His whole body was bathed in divine light, and his body shape and appearance began to change.

However, Feng Hao looked at Duanmu Yang as if he were a clown. Unless the Lord of the God Realm came in the flesh, otherwise, he really didn't take these so-called saints seriously. .

Even the former archangel Lucihua from heaven was killed by him in the starry sky of the universe. Even Duanmu Yang turned into the Son of God, he came here to make fun of him.

However, these ancient monks are a little worried. After all, they practice the incomplete techniques of the God Realm, and they are very aware of the power of the powerful men of the God Realm.

They were worried that Feng Hao would be directly suppressed.

However, the next scene left them stunned and completely relieved.

"It's been three minutes, has the Holy Son arrived?"

Feng Hao's figure shot out like an electric light, rushing directly into the divine light where Duanmu Yang was, The next moment, the body of Duanmu Yang in the divine light was kicked awayIt came out and bounced on the ground several times like a ball.

Immediately afterwards, the divine light disappeared directly.

But Feng Hao’s body appeared on the same spot again. If it hadn’t disappeared in that moment, it would have been as if he hadn’t moved at all.

"What a powerful existence, no wonder he is so arrogant... I heard that the Holy Son of the Qianyu Divine Clan was sealed by the monks on earth. I must be that person, right?"

Full A voice with a cold tone came from Duanmu Yang's mouth in the distance.

Then everyone’s eyes fell on Duanmu Yang. In an instant, the surface of Duanmu Yang’s body seemed to be cracked, and dazzling golden light burst out from the body.

Pfft!

There was a sound like a bursting balloon, and the monks saw a young man who was somewhat similar to Duanmu Yang, bathed in golden light, suspended three feet above the ground, with golden pupils. , staring at Feng Hao, a chill that made people's hearts throb.

"The news is very good. The god of the Thousand Feathers God Clan has never thought about coming to me from the lower world?"

Feng Hao chuckled, it seems that no matter the visual impact The psychological shock to the Holy Son of the God Clan was particularly strong, but he was only a being whose strength was equivalent to that of the Immortal Sect.

Feng Hao really didn’t understand where Duanmu Yang’s confidence came from.

"God Lord Qianyu is coming soon, and the time and space transmission array in the God Realm is almost completed..."

The Holy Son said in a arrogant tone: "When the time comes, you will be noble in your eyes. The incomparable powerful men from the divine realm will come to the earth, and those who bathe in the divine glory will gain eternal life and great strength..."

These words of the Holy Son are obviously Tell it to those ancient monks.

Many ancient monks were indeed moved, but considering Feng Hao's power and the fact that he had sworn allegiance several times before, they did not dare to act rashly this time.

If the Holy Son of God falls, everyone doesn’t have to think about it and just follow Feng Hao to the death.

But now, with their rich experience, how could they immediately turn against you?

The Holy Son looked scornful of the world, his golden pupils glanced at everyone, and his emotions fluctuated slightly.

He found that no one was moved?

Don’t these humble ants even pursue immortality and powerful power?

Feng Hao raised his head and glanced at the Holy Son. His figure was also freed from the influence of gravity, suspended in mid-air, and sneered: "Let's go, I will take you to see the scenery."

　“Huh?"

The Holy Son obviously did not understand the meaning of Feng Hao's words, and frowned: "What scenery? ”

“You’ll know when you go there! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hao grabbed the Holy Son’s neck and disappeared directly.

Bang!

And in the starry sky above Jiutian, a deep voice suddenly sounded. When everyone looked up, their hearts were shocked.

Feng Hao actually appeared in Jiutian with the Holy Son of God Realm. Above, there is no need to think about it. The scenery Feng Hao is talking about is the starry sky outside the earth.

The Holy Son who descended on Duanmu Yang will probably end up in a very miserable way.
< br />The hands of the powerful Immortal Sect man next to Long Xueqing were trembling. He suddenly realized that the Immortal Sect seemed to be useless.

This wind Hao is simply their nemesis.

Is it possible that the immortal world must also be loyal to him in order to survive?

At the same time, in the outer starry sky nine days away, Feng Hao directly brought the Holy Son here.

The starry sky in the universe is undoubtedly a good place for killing people and stealing goods.

Everything happened so suddenly that the Holy Son had not yet reacted. Feng Hao The meaning of the words was taken directly to the stars in the universe.

　“Damn it! ”

The Holy Son was furious and his face turned red. It was so frightening that a monk from the mortal world could be so powerful.

Fortunately, he was a saint from the divine race. Son, an immortal body, otherwise the physical body would have exploded long ago.

“Where will the time and space portal of the God Realm appear? "Feng Hao stared at the Holy Son with a half-smile but not a smile.

This guy is somewhat similar to Duanmu Yang. At this point, his whole body is still shining with golden light. Could it be that his divine power has become so strong? ?

　“Want to know? That depends on whether you have the strength..."

The Holy Son sneered, opened his palm directly, and in an instant, a spear suddenly shot out from the deep hole in the universe.

The Holy Son stretched out his hand, directly grasped the magic spear, and attacked Lin Yu. The tip of the spear was filled with a chill, and the few spear flowers he pulled out were particularly beautiful in the starry sky.
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