"Go away!"

The old turtle screamed and was about to escape.

"Old turtle, don't run!"

Tang Hao shouted loudly, chased after him with a blow.

Dong!

The stick hit the turtle shell heavily, and a muffled sound suddenly broke out.

The turtle shell is too hard and nothing is wrong.

"Hahaha! My shell is the best in the world, you can't do anything to me!" The old turtle laughed, his head shrank, and the entire turtle shell turned and flew away.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes and sneered: "I can't knock you to death, can't I burn you to death!"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, the golden cauldron flew out, and a piece of Dao fire gushed out, swallowing the old turtle directly.

ah--!

The old turtle screamed and was quickly roasted.

hiss!

The nine-headed eagle gasped and showed extreme horror.

Shengsheng knocked the six-eared macaque to death with brute force, and then roasted the old turtle with fire. This devil... is really cruel and cruel, inhumane, and it's so remarkable!

"Old eagle! It's your turn! Come to the pot!"

Tang Hao's eyes turned and he swept towards the nine-headed eagle.

He yelled, took out a pot and rushed over.

"Is this the legendary black pot?"

The old eagle had nine heads and nine pairs of eyes widened at the same time.

This pot is already quite famous among the descendants of the prehistoric clan.

This devil, plus this pot, is already a terrifying existence in their clan that can stop children from crying at night.

If this were the case in the past, there would have been no such thing. Their descendants of the prehistoric clan have always been noble existences. Who dares to provoke them, let alone eat them?

But when this guy appears, everything is different.

But they couldn't do anything to this guy.

Not to mention them, even the human race and so many great religions could not do anything to him, and the entire first continent was almost overthrown by him.

How could there be such a terrifying devil in this world?

"My God!"

Seeing that the devil was about to rush in front of him, the old eagle was so scared that he was almost peeing. He flapped his wings and was about to escape.

"Come down!"

Tang Hao roared, directly sacrificing the Eight Desolate Sphurs and throwing them out heavily.

puff!

The divine halberd pierced the old eagle directly, simple and rough.

Then, he sacrificed the ancient green sword and slashed it with one sword.

Puff puff puff!

A row of bird heads was neatly cut off.

Then there were a few more swords, and the huge carved body was dismembered, as if it were chopping melons and vegetables.

On the side, the old monsters shrank into a ball, trembling, and their eyes widened, full of fear and panic.

The scene in front of them almost scared them to faint!

They knew that the King of Qin was powerful, but the scene in front of them was not only powerful, but also cruel, so cruel that it was so cruel.

"The turtle is roasted and can be eaten. As for these two ends, I will take them back to the Taoist priests. They all have spiritual bones, and after eating this meat, they will be very nourishing."

Tang Hao collected the body and fell to the ground.

Then he took out a small notebook, flipped it, and muttered something.

"Let me see, dominate it, eat it! Six-eared macaque, if you have it, hook it, nine-headed eagle, and also hook it!"

"Very good! I ate two more times, one step further from my dream of eating all the prehistoric tribes!"

Tang Hao closed the small notebook and his eyes shining.

Once upon a time, when he first came to the First Continent, he made a great wish, saying that he would eat all the descendants of the prehistoric world, and now he is getting closer to this dream.

When the old monsters saw it, they were a little confused.

What is that little notebook? Why does it look a bit terrible?

Then when I heard this, I was so scared that my whole body was trembling.

Oh my God! This Qin King is so perverted. He has to write down everything he has eaten in his notebook. What’s even more abnormal is that he has to eat all the descendants of the prehistoric world!

dream?

Fuck! What kind of dream is this?

Too outrageous!

They were trembling, wanting to escape but not daring to escape, and they were extremely tormented.

"Qin...Qin..."

An old man hesitated for a long time and stammered.

"Where did you come from?"

Tang Hao glanced at them coldly.

"The second continent!"

The old man said tremblingly.

"Leave the things on your body and get out!" Tang Hao shouted.

The group hesitated for a moment, put down their things, and hurriedly left.

Tang Hao reached out to take a photo, checked it for a while, and then put it away.

Then he swept forward and saw a wide valley ahead, with a skeleton in it.

"This is... the dragon bone? Oh my God! Why are there so many?"

Tang Hao glanced around his eyes and showed a shock.

There are at least thousands of dragon bones in this valley. Judging from the color and breath of the bones, the state of the state will definitely not be low before death.

"No wonder they fought so hard just now. Thousands of dragon bones are such an amazing treasure!"

"This dragon is so big that each one can refine several treasure-level white bone armors, then these are thousands of armors!"

Tang Hao's eyes were filled with a scorching look, and he was extremely happy.

"Covered! All of them are collected!"

He stumbled with his hands and took a lot of shots. The dragon corpses in the valley rose into the air, one after another, and were taken into his pocket.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of dragon bones were completely collected.

"So many dragon bones mean that Kunwu has raised thousands of dragons, beloved! This is too terrifying!"

Tang Hao thought about it and was a little shocked.

In this era, dragons are very precious things, and he has never seen a few of them.

After searching around, he found several dragon bones scattered everywhere else.

Then he headed all the way to the center of the island.

There, the giant peak of the sky stands, which must be the center of Kunwu.

There are many peaks near that mountain, and Tang Hao also climbed up one by one to explore the past.

"Hmm? This is... the place to refine alchemy?"

After pushing away the old wooden door and entering a hall, Tang Hao glanced around his eyes and saw many elixir tripods scattered on the ground. There were shelves beside the wall, and rows of jade bottles were placed on it.

Tang Hao walked forward and picked up a elixir.

"Good tripod!"

The tripod in my hand is also at the level of treasure.

If you pick up a few more, they are all of the same level.

He put away the alchemy cauldrons, came to the elixir rack, opened them one by one, and carefully checked the past.

"This is...Rakshasa Pill? What a pill!"

"This is...the magic refining pill? Oh my God! Even this kind of strange pill is available!"

Tang Hao was a little excited.

These are all famous elixirs in ancient times, most of which are broken, but some are intact.

He put all away, went deep into the hall, and continued to explore.

In several other halls, he gained another gain and obtained a lot of elixirs.

There were also some temples that were taken first and took away the pills.

Tang Hao walked around and found nothing useful, so he left straight and continued to go to the giant peak of Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!