"The Pangu people can even produce such figures!"

The nine-colored god sighed.

"I really didn't expect that this kid's status was so high that he happened to kill him and use his blood to sacrifice the flag!"

There was also a god shouting with a fierce voice, full of murderous intent.

"That's right! He happened to come out, and it's not difficult to kill him. It's estimated that his strength is the Hedao Realm. As long as you go to a person at the peak of the Nine Stars, you can easily kill him!"

Another god immediately agreed to the Tao.

They looked at the figure in the distance, their faces were extremely gloomy.

Originally, this battle should have been ruined and extremely smooth. With the push of his great army, he could completely wipe out the remnants, and the losses would not be great. But now, before the two tribes started a war, they lost two gods.

More importantly, my face was lost.

This human demon must die, die in front of this formation, so that they can relieve their hatred and boost their morale again.

"I'll go! My old bone hasn't moved for a long time!"

An old man wearing a black robe, hunched and leaning on a cane, walked out of the crowd behind him.

"Senior Mo!"

When the gods looked at it, they all looked awe-inspiring, and many of the low-ranking people bowed and bowed.

This Mo Jue, Senior Mo, is one of the oldest people in the Nine Colors God Realm. After several battles, his cultivation has long reached the peak of the Nine Stars. He is close to the realm of the True God. His magical powers and methods are unfathomable and extremely terrifying.

And such people are only about 30 people in the entire Nine-Colored God Realm.

"A hundred-year-old supreme human race can be called a demon who defies the heavens! I really want to meet such a person!"

The old man walked out step by step, raised his head, revealing a dry old face. His eyes were bloody or a pair of double pupils, flashing with a faint light.

The pair of blood-colored double pupils turned and stared at the figure in white clothes in the distance.

"Gurl!"

Many gods from all directions swallowed their saliva when they saw this pair of blood pupils, revealing a bit of fear.

In his Nine-Colored God Clan, there are many divine pupils, among which the double pupils are the strongest.

There is only one type of double pupil today, but in ancient times, when the Nine Colors Clan was first created, there were several types of double pupils, and several of them were as strong as today's double pupils.

However, the side effects are too great that they are abandoned.

This person's blood-colored double pupils are a kind of ancient double pupils. It is very domineering and weird. When he was young, this person made the name of the God of Killing with this pair of divine pupils, and his fierce reputation shocked the entire nine-colored divine world.

"Human boy, do you dare to fight me?"

The old man walked forward with a crutch and shouted loudly.

"Don't kill the god!"

A few screams rang out in the human camp.

The faces of the supreme people changed.

This is a top character!

It is equivalent to the peak of Hedao and is close to the existence of a true immortal.

"Call him back!" Even the Sword Supreme, who had always been indifferent, changed his face and showed a look of worry.

Supreme Xuanhong was about to speak when he saw the figure in white taking a few steps forward and shouted, "Why don't you dare!"

He was stunned and did not speak again.

"Haha! It's true that he is a young man. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger! I admire you with such courage!" After hearing this, the God of Mo Kill couldn't help laughing. He stepped forward step by step, raised his body inch by inch, and then expanded.

In an instant, he turned from a hunched old man to a tall and strong middle-aged man.

"Just with your courage, I will kill you with a full attitude. This is your honor, and most people do not have the qualifications!" he laughed.

"Yeah?"

Tang Hao said lightly, his face still indifferent.

"Of course!" Mo Sha Shen shouted, "Don't worry, I will give you a happy time later. I will first refine your soul, and then take your blood to sacrifice the flag."

Tang Hao smiled immediately, "Then I am not that kind. I will definitely cut off your head and limbs, put you into my furnace, and refine you."

Hearing this, the God of Mo Killing was stunned.

Then, hahaha! A burst of laughter.

"Interesting! It's so interesting! You kid, you are the first one to dare to talk to me like this!" Mo Kill God laughed.

"I will not only say it, but I will do it!"

Tang Hao said.

"Okay! Then I'll wait and see!"

Don't kill the god and shout.

As he said that, his face suddenly sank and his body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he had already arrived in front of Tang Hao, clamped his palms into claws, and grabbed them.

Tang Hao's face was calm, and he clenched his fists and then knocked him away.

Mo Sha Shen was stunned, but he didn't expect that this kid reacted so quickly. He immediately turned into a palm and slapped him.

There was a sneer on his face.

This human boy has a good body. He just slapped the boy's helmet and head with one palm. However, compared to his nine-colored gods, he must be much worse.

He was approached by him, not only did he not run away, but he also tried to confront him. He was really overestimated!

This palm can make this kid vomit blood!

Bang!

Just as he sneered in his heart, his fists and palms were fighting each other, and they were in amazement.

The next moment, the sneer on Mo Sha God's face frozen, and then, a pair of blood pupils suddenly widened, full of horror.

Wait, it's not right!

What kind of power is this? How is this kid's body, his qi and blood so terrifying?

How could this be the body of the human race?

This power... is definitely not a human race!

What kind of monster is this kid?

He felt a sudden wave in his heart, and was extremely shocked.

Then, his face twitched a few times, and finally couldn't bear it. With a puff, he burst out blood.

His body trembled again and flew out.

After witnessing this scene, the nine-colored gods' faces were dull again.

They thought that Senior Mo would severely damage the human boy with this attack, but in the end, the human boy was unscathed, but Senior Mo was shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards.

This is so ridiculous!

Who is Senior Mo?

After living for ten thousand years, the oldest group of their nine-colored gods is also one of the strongest gods!

And that kid is less than a hundred years old!

"You...what are you? You are definitely not a human!"

The Mo Kill God held back his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and screamed.

"If it's not a human, then what am I?"

Tang Hao smiled jokingly, stepped forward, ignited his blood and punched him.

ah--!

Mo Killing God swung his fist and immediately flew out again, and a mouthful of blood came out.

"How can I know what kind of monster you are!"

He screamed.

He felt that he was almost crazy. He had never encountered such a pervert in his practice for so many years. This guy looked like a human race, but this body was definitely not something that the human race could refine.
Chapter completed!