Chapter 1582

Ow!

The sound of dragon singing shook the whole world.

The endless golden light turned into a golden dragon and rocked up to the sky.

It is huge, nearly ten thousand feet long, covered with golden scales and shining with dazzling glow.

It circled, bent down and stared at Tang Hao.

"The breath of Yinglong... Hmm? What's this breath? It's the breath of gods. Good guy, there's a divine bone."

"Little guy, you're good. You have a lot of affinity with my dragon family. Let's forget it! I'll give you this gun. I hope you won't lose its reputation!"

After that, he bent down and rushed back into the gun.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The body of the gun trembled violently and seemed to chirp with joy.

This gun has been silent for thousands of years. It can't wait to show its edge again.

"Thank you, master!"

As soon as Tang haolang drank, he grabbed the magic gun and spun it gently. For a moment, the gun was golden and its edge was startled.

"Now... Accept it?"

Old Taoist Hunyuan and the old Jiaolong were stunned.

Some of them can't believe their eyes.

It's a weapon of eight robbers. It can be said to be the top treasure in the world. Moreover, there is a dragon soul in it. It's the treasure of the real dragon. It's very difficult to take it.

But now, almost in a twinkling of an eye, the boy was recognized by the soul and successfully subdued!

This... Is incredible!

"Shit!" His eyes were as loud as a sword bell.

Even if there are two old masters of green bamboo, they also look surprised.

They also thought that the boy had to wait until he went back and took some time to accept it. They didn't expect to succeed in such a simple way.

Tang Hao grabbed the magic gun, and there was a surge of Qi on it, which made his breath soar. At the same time, there were countless pictures, which were the memory of the last weapon owner, the God of war.

He could not help trembling and blood gushing.

All this happened in a short moment.

At this time, the bloody spear had been killed close to the front, cut through the void, and came with a tragic smell.

Tang Hao was unafraid. With a fierce howl, he was full of immortal yuan, poured into the gun body, and then stabbed out.

Prick!

A scream.

The golden spear awn was scratched away, and the void was violently twisted, showing a black awn.

It's not a scratch, it's a direct collapse of a void.

At the next moment, with a bang, the two spears took the lead in the battle, exploding boundless brilliance, ripples in circles, wildly swinging away with the collision point as the center, and the sea water evaporated directly wherever they went.

Then, with a clang, the two magic guns met.

The explosion sound of metal and iron attack is deafening like nine days of thunder.

Another circle of ripples opened and spread rapidly, sweeping the sea area thousands of miles around.

I don't know how many islands have been destroyed by this energy.

Both of them are immortals who rob a heavy heaven. Their cultivation is amazing. What they hold is also the weapon of eight robberies. The battle between them can cause great damage if only a trace of Qi is leaked.

Even the onlookers were shocked and almost flew out of the room.

Tang Hao's figure only trembled a little during this confrontation, but his opponent was directly shaken back a few steps, and his appearance was a little embarrassed.

The Lord of Zhanshen mountain gritted his teeth and looked grim.

He is unwilling. How could he lose to such a hairy boy!

He's going to lose the boy today. Get the magic gun back.

He roared up to the sky, frantically urged Xianyuan, and shot again.

At this moment, the gold armor on his body and the blood gun in his hand were brilliant and bright, and were urged to the extreme.

In his hands, legs, even chest and eyebrows, there was a mass of brilliance. They were all spiritual bones, and they were the top. He integrated the golden body and spiritual bone, the two flesh bodies.

For a moment, his momentum soared exponentially and became more and more terrible.

Tang Hao was slightly surprised. He calmed down quickly and tried his best to urge the spirit bone. The real fire also gushed out, wrapped around the magic gun and bombarded away.

Dang Dang!

The two fired their guns and roared wildly at each other.

At first, the two seemed to be even, but gradually, Tang Hao gained the upper hand and firmly held down his opponent.

Although he is a new saint, after swallowing some fairies, he has not lost to these old saints in cultivation. Combined with the power of divine bone, true fire and Fazu God pupil, he is enough to beat his opponent.

"Oh, my God!"

Those old monsters in the four directions are a little dull.

The Lord of the God of war mountain, who once dominated the East, is even less than a hairy boy today.

"Darling! Where did this boy come from?"

The old Jiao was very frightened.

Of course he knows the Lord of the God of war mountain, but he has never heard of this boy.

He even wondered if these people had made a mistake in calling this guy boy. Would such a fierce guy be a boy?

"Ah --!"

The Lord of the God of war mountain kept roaring angrily and became more and more crazy.

"Hum! Old man, you're out of breath!"

Tang Hao hummed coldly, filled his magic gun with Qi and bombarded away.

Dang!

Another confrontation.

The God of war mountain leader trembled and was blown upside down. Even the bloody ghost gun flew out of his hands.

His face was pale and his Qi was disordered, but he was hurt.

Tang Hao gained power and took the opportunity to stab another shot.

Dang!

This shot hit the gold armor, which collapsed in an instant, while the Lord of the God of war mountain burst out, spitting blood and flying backwards again.

"Be careful!"

"Stop!"

At this time, the Taoist masters of Hunyuan finally came back and shouted eagerly. They rushed up together and stopped Tang Hao.

God of war can't die!

"Tut!"

Tang Hao took back his figure and burst back, but he was a little sorry that he couldn't hurt the old God of war.

The three stopped Tang Hao, held the Lord of the God of war mountain, and then looked at Tang Hao, but they were afraid.

This boy... It's terrible!

Their own combat power is very strong. If they get another powerful magic gun, they will be even stronger. It is difficult for them to hold him down alone.

They were even more depressed. They found the gun. Unexpectedly, it finally fell into the boy's hands. They really lifted a stone and hit themselves in the foot.

"Smelly boy, you have seed! I'll write down this revenge. You'll look good next time!"

"Boy, we'll see who can laugh last!"

They put down their cruel words one after another, took the bloody gun, took the Lord of the God of war mountain and walked away in confusion.

"God! What did I see... The Lord of Zhanshen mountain lost!"

The old Jiaopan was in the sea and looked a little dull.

That is one of the three pure lands of the human race, the Lord of Zhanshen mountain. What a famous person!

When he saw the boy's eyes sweeping around and sweeping around him, he suddenly had a creepy feeling.

"Looks delicious? NIMA! Does the boy want to eat me?"

He was angry when he left the ground, but at the sight of the magic gun, he was a little counselled again.

"Smelly boy, remember, this gun is mine. I'll put it there first. I'll get it back sooner or later."

He shouted and hurried back into the sea.

"Grandma, what bad luck! I lost a good baby for no reason, that boy... Where are the demons? It seems that the world has changed after I haven't been out for a long time."

Lao Jiao muttered as he dived.

Soon, he returned to the nest and saw the empty and messy nest. He was stunned and stunned, and the whole person was stupid.

A moment later, a terrible wail sounded in the deep sea.