The middle-aged man was about to explode.

He felt that he had met the fake prehistoric Emperor Qin, but even Feng Hao’s fist could not withstand the prehistoric power he had absorbed.

Where is the promised invincible God of War?

What is going on in this world...

"The power of the ancient world?"

Feng Hao smiled when he heard this: "Your ancient power?" I'm afraid the power won't work here."

"Impossible."

The middle-aged man didn't believe it, but when he used the power in his body, he found that he could still mobilize that powerful the power of.

He was sure it was the power of the ancient times.

But why it didn’t do any harm to Feng Hao, and even couldn’t resist the opponent’s move...

There seems to be only one possibility.

That is...

The other party is not on the same level as him, and its power far exceeds his.

"Nothing is impossible. Didn't you ask me to put forward conditions just now? What do you think now?"

Feng Hao was not in a hurry to kill the other party immediately.

In any case, this guy should be the hero in the history of China on Earth, but... he should be a being who has been brainwashed by the powerful gods.

The middle-aged man fell silent. It was true that he would not have to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. The key question was, would he have a chance to burn firewood in the future?

I’m afraid I won’t be able to surpass the young man in front of me in this life!

　“Tell me about it.”

　 He wanted to compromise a little bit. Although it made him lose face, being able to survive was better than anything else.

The eighteen chains of Shura Prison in the God Realm cannot stop Feng Hao, so what else can he say?

"Hand over part of your soul and surrender to me..."

Feng Hao now wants to recruit troops and build his own power. Fighting alone has become a problem. past tense.

“Impossible!”

The middle-aged man’s eyes were wide-eyed. It was better to kill him under this condition.

After all, he is also the first emperor in Chinese history. How is it possible to submit to others?

Feng Hao raised a smile on his lips and took a step forward. Huge pressure came over him. The middle-aged man Ying Huang felt as if he had been hammered on the chest.

Poof!

He spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his energy and energy quickly weakened.

"It doesn't matter if you don't surrender. I will integrate all your power into the body of Emperor Qin in the prehistoric world."

Feng Hao is not like subduing two people. Just pick any one among them.

The reason why he said so much is because... the Emperor Ying in this ancient bronze coffin is the first emperor of the earth.

No matter what, Lin Yu also paid some attention to it.

"Yes, yes, I am willing to surrender to you..."

The Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world was so moved that he wanted to cry at this moment. Although he was sucked into a human by Emperor Ying, , but still holding on to this tone.

He believed that Feng Hao had a way to cure him and even help him regain his power.

Feng Hao smiled, looked at Ying Huang and said: "You heard it..."

Prometheus was a little angry. The Ying Huang in front of him was It's too weak.

In her opinion, it was not as pleasing to Emperor Qin’s eyes.

Hua Xia Yinghuang pondered a little. To be honest, Feng Hao is so powerful, it is not a bad idea to follow him.

But...the God Realm has given him the greatest benefits and extravagances, and he can become the invincible God of War in the God Realm in the future.

He really doesn’t want to betray.

"I will never surrender to you..."

Yinghuang gritted his teeth and summoned up great courage. This decision was related to his life and death.

But he did it anyway.

The reason is very simple, he has his pride and arrogance, he has a goal in his heart, and he will die there.

"Then I'm not welcome..."

Feng Hao's dark color gradually turned gloomy, while Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world was dancing with excitement. stand up.

He seemed to see new hope, and the invincible God of War was waving to him.

Bang!

However, the next moment, Emperor Qin was completely stunned. Feng Hao seemed to want to kill the Ying Emperor.

But damn it, Feng Hao actually came towards him, and punched him in the face with a fist as big as a sandbag.

Click!

At that moment, his ribs were broken three or four times, and his body fell to his knees, like a big lobster with a bow.

"Why did you hit me?"

Emperor Qin's whole body was shattered. What about the trust between people?

　"Uh..."

Even Yinghuang, who woke up from the ancient bronze coffin, was slightly stunned. He thought Feng Hao was going to attack him.

Unexpectedly, he was the Qin Emperor of the prehistoric world.

"You hit the wrong person..."

Prometheus quickly reminded her that she was confused. It was impossible for a strong man like Feng Hao to hit the wrong person. .

But in fact, Feng Hao seemed to have hit the wrong person.

The one who refused to surrender was the Chinese Emperor Ying.

"I will seal your power first. When I understand it, I will tell you..."

Feng Hao did not hit the wrong person, his purpose was simple. , giving the Chinese Emperor Ying a sense of belonging.

It’s like saying it again...

Look, I know you are unruly and unruly, but I still fall in love with you.

For the sake of my patience, I even crippled Emperor Qin of the prehistoric world. So what will happen if you surrender.

In fact, Hua Xia Yinghuang did waver because Feng Hao made him feel what invincible power is.

"It's useless, I will never surrender, so what about the power of the seal?"

The Chinese Yinghuang looks like he is dead.

Now that he knew something, he knew that Feng Hao could not kill him, so he seemed confident.

Feng Hao smiled, of course he knew what Ying Huang was thinking... Then he took action very rudely, and the power of the world's origin immediately sealed off Ying Huang's cultivation.

"Then what should I do?"

The Emperor Qin, who had several broken ribs, looked at Feng Hao pitifully.

His cultivation level is not high, and he has just touched the realm of ascension. Originally, he arrived on earth according to the arrangements of the powerful people in the God Realm.

Who would have thought that he was actually the one who felt the most aggrieved all along, because everything he did was to make a wedding dress for the Ying Huang in the ancient bronze coffin.

"You?"

Feng Hao looked at Emperor Qin in the prehistoric world and shook his head.

Then his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Death!"

The Qin Emperor in the prehistoric world immediately felt a huge pressure coming on him. He wanted to escape, but found that he could not escape at all. Don't fall off.

Then... a mysterious force seemed to be born from his body, and then directly tore his body apart.

Bang!

The Qin Emperor in the prehistoric world exploded into ashes.

The wind is so light and gentlePiaodi clapped his hands. This question was actually a good choice. Between Qin Huang in China and Ying Huang in the prehistoric world, of course he chose the latter.

It is said that if a friend comes from afar, he will be killed even though he is far away!

Those who are not of my race must have different minds.

In any case, the Emperor Ying of China is also a Chinese, but he was just used by the powerful in the God Realm.

So Feng Hao sealed his power, and he would always find a way to make the other party surrender heartily.

When Emperor Ying of China saw Emperor Qin ascending from the ancient world, he exploded in such an understatement...

He was so surprised that he was speechless.

Then he became a little more well-behaved and no longer faced off against me.

Feng Hao grabbed Hua Xia Yinghuang and left the underground palace directly, and then... the air palace where the ancient bronze coffin was placed began to tremble.

The stone steps suspended in mid-air outside the hall also lost their power of suspension and fell down.