Chapter 1466

Pooh!

When the light of the sword crossed, an ancient heavenly king was split in half and then hanged into powder by the sword Qi, killing both form and spirit.

The person who took the action was an elder of Qitian Academy. Tang Hao recognized him and was one of the elders who presided over the trial with elder Wang Yun.

His hair and beard were all open, his expression was crazy, and his intention of war was overwhelming. The imperial envoy used an ancient sword to kill all directions. I don't know how much blood was stained on his sword.

But he is also covered in blood. A treasure coat is already broken.

He killed one, and three or four came in, one after another.

Finally, he was also blown to vomit blood and fell down.

He was neither the first nor the last. The elder of qitianyuan in the square fell down one after another, tragic and tragic.

Many people struggled to get up, swallowed a handful of pills and continued to fight.

With more and more enemies, they began to shrink and surrounded Tang Hao in the middle.

"Good disciple, I'm not afraid! I can hold on as a teacher!"

"Good disciple, I will help you get the bone back!"

All the masters are seriously injured and shaky.

But they clenched their teeth and held on, and there was still a startling sense of war on their bodies.

"Hum! Still want to get back the keel? Old man, you dream!"

The emperor of the Yuchi family sneered.

Under his leadership, the emperor of the Yuchi nationality constantly launched a charge.

"Poof poof!"

The masters supported for a moment, and the injury became more serious. Several people even spit blood and fell down.

"Master!"

Tang Hao's eyes turned red and roared wildly. He picked them up, trembled, took out the medicine bottle, poured out the pill and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Cough! Shifu is fine... Really, very good! Help me up and I can fight again!"

"It's all right, no need! Keep these pills..."

They struggled hard to get up, but they clearly reached the limit, stumbled a few steps, and fell down again. Their faces were dead gray, as if they were running out of oil and the lamp was dry.

"Master..."

Tang Hao clenched his fist with grief and anger in his heart.

At the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness surged up.

The opponent is too strong. There are so many saints and heavenly kings, and he is just beheading and can't do anything at all.

For the first time, he felt so powerless.

He looked around and saw a tragic scene. The people in the courtyard were falling down, and the battle between the saints above the sky was not optimistic.

Poof!

Another master fell down, his abdomen was pierced by the sword light, and blood surged wildly.

"Get out of here! Hand over that boy!"

The emperor of Yuchi family roared loudly.

"You qitianyuan are facing a great disaster. Don't surrender quickly!"

The elders of other ancient families, Xianmen, even Zhanshen mountain and Hunyuan Taoist center scolded one after another.

"Master!"

Tang Hao rushed over and helped the master up.

"Nothing! I can't die!"

The master waved his hand and smiled at Tang Hao.

Looking at his weak appearance, Tang Hao's heart twitched fiercely. He clenched his fist. There was endless anger and resentment in his heart.

He trembled slightly, and his expression gradually became a little crazy.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, the brilliance in his palm flashed, and there was one more thing.

It's a scroll, old and mottled.

When the eyes of those heavenly kings fell on this scroll, they were stagnant. The next moment, their eyes were red and their breathing became urgent.

The movement in their hands also stopped.

Feeling this strange situation, the rest of the heavenly king looked, his eyes were also stagnant.

On the square in front of the hall, it was quiet. Everyone stopped and stared at the scroll. They looked greedy and crazy.

That is one of their goals, a divine decree, the supreme divine thing!

"Boy, give me the decree!"

"Give it to me!"

They stretched out their hands and shouted at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao clutched the scroll, raised his head, showed a ferocious face, and said word by word: "you... All want to die!"

Those heavenly kings were stunned and then laughed.

"Smelly boy, what are you? Don't think you're a monster, genius. You're great. There are too many dead geniuses in the world. As long as you can't grow up, genius is a fart!"

"With you, you want to kill me? Ha ha! In a few decades, you may still have a chance! Unfortunately, you can't wait for that day!"

The kings of heaven sneered and disdained.

No growing genius, in their eyes, is not even a fart.

Now, the Qitian courtyard is about to fall, and the boy is doomed not to survive. What are they afraid of.

"Smelly boy, you're dying. Keep your mouth shut! When you test in Qingdi mountain, you wash my Zhanshen mountain with blood, and when the gods come to the world, you disgrace my Zhanshen mountain... I'll calculate these accounts with you today!"

Shouted a boss of the God of war mountain.

He was tall, bright in gold, deep and terrible.

Tang Hao grabbed the scroll and stood up slowly. He stood upright and his body was like a sword. He stood there with an amazing edge shining on his body.

His clothes began to roll, and his dark hair began to dance wildly.

"What does this boy want to do?"

Everyone is a little confused.

"Don't you want to use the decree?"

"Cut! How could it be! That's a divine decree. How could it be urged by his cultivation of cutting the path? Even if it was really urged, his life would be gone."

All the heavenly kings shook their heads and sneered.

It's the treasure of the gods. What a powerful treasure. If you want to urge it, you need strong cultivation. It's not enough to rely on the cultivation of beheading. If you force it, you will be drained by the treasure and die.

"Good disciple, what do you want to do? Let go!"

"No!"

Master Wang Liang, their faces changed greatly and shouted one after another.

"Masters, thank you for your care! I will always remember your kindness!"

Tang Hao looked around and swept through the masters. His tone was choked.

But when he looked back, he changed back to his cold look.

His eyes were very firm, with a touch of determination.

He took out his knife and made a heavy stroke on his chest. The wound that had just healed split again, and blood gushed out.

After losing the keel, the gold in his blood faded a little, became lighter, and turned a touch of blood.

The blood gushed out to the scroll.

After absorbing the blood, the scroll gradually bloomed a touch of brilliance.

At the same time, part of the blood flowed upward and scattered over Tang Hao's head, gradually solidifying into mysterious ancient seal characters and strange figures.

These ancient seal characters and figures gradually pieced together into an array.

Those heavenly kings in the four directions were stunned, but they didn't expect that this boy really dared to do so.

"He's crazy!"

"The boy is committing suicide!"

They couldn't help shouting.

With the cultivation of this boy, even if he burned his whole body's blood essence, it was impossible to launch that Dharma decree. It was completely killing for nothing. It was extremely stupid.

"Good! When the boy dies, we'll rob the treasure!"

They sneered that they all started to prepare. As soon as the boy died, they robbed the treasure.

Blood kept pouring out, Tang Hao's body gradually withered down, and his breath became weak

The scroll became brighter and brighter, and gradually an ancient and deep breath filled the air, and the array began to shine.