"He...is he Tang Hao?"

"How is it possible..."

Everyone murmured without a word, looking dull.

Tang Hao!

They have heard of this name. In Pangu, this name is almost everyone knows it, it is a legendary and mythical existence. Its light even surpasses the descendants of the heavens.

For the core disciples of all races and the Holy Son, this person is a noble and out of reach!

How could such a person appear here?

Looking at the figure in white in front of them, their faces became pale and their bodies became trembling.

Although they were unwilling to believe it, they also knew in their hearts that this person was probably Tang Hao. Otherwise, how could he pass the restrictions set by the Biyue Taoist, and his strength was so terrifying.

At the same time, they were even more frightened.

If this person is an old monster, they might not be so scared, but this person is Tang Hao!

You know, this Tang Hao is famously cruel. When all the races in the world chased this person, they were killed by him, and there were countless holy sons among them.

His strength is even more terrifying. Many years ago, in the battle of Tianpeng Mountain, he defeated millions of cultivators with one spear, which shocked the world. Then he killed the demon of the Night Clan and took away the ancestor armor on his body.

This Night Clan monster is the stunning monster among the saints of all races in the world who can at least be ranked among the top five. His cultivation has already been completed with six tribulations, and he has a body of supreme weapon, which is many times stronger than these saints.

Even if such a person is killed by this person, what are these holy sons?

The son of the Zhang clan died so miserably. In front of this person, he was like a child, without even a trace of resistance.

Such strength is so terrifying!

Even if they all go together and do their best, they may not even be able to hurt a single hair of this person.

"It's over! It's over!"

The Qian Clan Saint Son was trembling, his legs became weak, and he almost fell down.

His face was extremely pale and bloodless.

At this moment, he was already desperate.

In front of such characters, he had no hope of escaping.

"How could it be..."

Han Shifeng stayed there with an incredible look on his face.

"No...this is impossible!"

He murmured, still a little unbelievable that this person was actually Tang Hao.

The Korean people were also stunned and completely unbelievable. This guy who was once despised and ridiculed by them turned out to be the mythical figure who was shocked Pangu and comparable to Young Master Taixu!

When they came to their senses, they were even more shocked.

"How could it be him!"

After Han Ruyu came to her senses, she was a little unbelievable at first, but then her face became a little distorted, and she showed a look of extreme jealousy.

She thought that this was the unknown core of the little Hu clan, so she sneered and gloated, mocked Han Yutong for not having any vision.

But unexpectedly, this person was Tang Hao, a famous mythical figure in the world!

In front of such a person, his Korean sage son is nothing. Comparing the two, it is the difference between the bright moon and the firefly.

How could such a dazzling person fall in love with that bitch?

What's good about her?

She clenched her fists tightly, and the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart had reached its extreme.

"It's right down!"

Tang Hao said lightly, his eyes cold.

"It's him!"

"How could he be here?"

When everyone heard him admit it in person, they felt shocked again and their scalp was numb.

They were even more confused. How could such a terrifying figure appear here?

This is a corner of the border of the Southern Wilderness, which is very remote. Moreover, this cave is just an imperial cave. The best treasure inside is an imperial weapon. How could it arouse the interest of such people?

They all heard that after this guy killed Ye Jiuxuan and seized the armor of the ancestor of the Ye clan, he hid in order to escape the pursuit of the seven-tribulation giants such as the Night Lord. How could he appear here?

It's so unlucky!

They cursed in their hearts, and were so depressed that they were almost vomiting blood.

Many saints turned around and looked at Han Shifeng resentfully.

Before, this devil came from the Korean clan, which means that the Korean clan led the devil here.

"The surname is Han, you bastard!"

A Holy Son cursed.

"I……"

Han Shifeng came to his senses and his face turned red.

He felt that he was wronged, it was nothing to do with him, and he was also deceived.

"No wonder!"

At this time, he was also a little surprised. No wonder the giant python was so scared that he fled in panic. Even the blood crocodile ran away. And along the way, no ferocious beast dared to provoke them.

He thought it was because they were crowded and scared these ferocious beasts. Now that he thought about it, this idea was really ridiculous!

The reason why these ferocious beasts ran away was just because they were afraid of this person!

"How is this guy... related to Yutong?" Then, he turned around and looked at Han Yutong, then looked at that guy, and became confused again.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Why, don't you dare?"

Tang Hao glanced at them coldly.

When the saints heard this, they immediately shivered and were so scared that they all retreated.

Kill him?

What a joke!

If they had known this guy's identity, they would have been too late to run away, so how could they say they would kill him?

"Tang...Tang...Brother Tang, misunderstanding!"

The Qian clan's holy son said tremblingly.

"Is that true!"

Tang Hao swept away coldly, raised his hand, and held his palms in vain. The son of the Qian clan seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant palm, his whole body twisted, revealing an extremely painful look.

"Tang...Brother Tang, spare your life!"

The Qian clan's holy son was so scared that he ran away and began to beg.

Tang Hao snorted lightly, held it hard, and then a bang, the Holy Son of the Qian Clan was pinched and blood splattered everywhere.

"roll!"

Tang Hao looked at his soul and shouted coldly.

"So...thank you Brother Tang!"

The Qian clan's saint was overjoyed, turned into a stream of light, and quickly fled.

Tang Hao turned around, looked at the Holy Son of the Wood Clan, and bounced his body with a bent finger.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Son of the Wood Clan escaped without saying a word, and fled wildly.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Wood Clan followed and fled in a hurry.

Soon, the saints were blown out of their bodies and fled with their tribe members. Only Han Shifeng and a group of disciples were left here.

Han Shifeng stood there, his face pale, and his heart was even more nervous.

The same is true for those Korean disciples, trembling very hard.

This guy is so scary!

The holy son, who was originally extremely powerful in their eyes, had no trace of resistance in front of this guy and was left to slaughter him. Such strength was not as if he was of the same generation as them.
Chapter completed!