: 1126, old monster

The voice has not fallen.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ..." Qingchuan Temple Lord can not help but laughed: "Ding Hao, you are really arrogant, self-seeking dead road, even with such a person to come to my Qingchuan Temple, today you don't want to go I took your head and the head of the Northern Region Wumeng is me."
The atmosphere in the void suddenly became tense.
The strong ones of the Qingchuan Temple were quietly scattered toward the four sides, faintly enclosing Ding Hao and others in the middle.
Murder is permeated in the void.
Ding Hao seems to have not noticed this scene at all, just looking at the owner of Qingchuan Temple and saying: "Don't make mistakes."
"Ha ha ha..." Qingchuan Temple Lord laughed and swelled with a strong sinister atmosphere, like a demon god, step by step approaching in the void, said: "Long time, Ding Meng, you are called a sword, double, today Zong will teach you to see if you deserve the glory of the Northern Alliance Armed Forces!"
He is the strongman of the older generation. He has been in the divine for a long time and is full of self-confidence. Since he has controlled the situation, why not kill Ding Hao and spread it out.
Unfortunately, this time, Qingchuan Temple did not enter the hungry ghost road.
If the owner of Hirakawa knows everything that happens in the hungry ghost road, then he will never be so confident, and he will not even choose to have a hard time with Ding Hao, but he will be soft for the first time.
call out!
The head of the Qingchuan Temple raised his hand, and a red awning ran across the air, rushing to Ding Hao.
This is just a cautious temptation.
But the power that erupted in an instant is enough to kill a demigod.
However, what the Qingchuan Temple owner never imagined was that Ding Hao did not move at all. The invisible smashing in front of him was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappeared completely.
What is this supernatural power?
The main pupil of Qingchuan Temple shrunk.
At this time, Ding Hao sighed and said: "The time has come. This seat has given the Qingchuan Temple a chance. You don't cherish it yourself."
The voice fell.
A strange power suddenly spread between the heavens and the earth.
It is as strong as the owner of Qingchuan Temple, who immediately feels that he wants to be caught in a small leaf in the hurricane. He can’t help himself, he can’t control his body shape, a force that is almost desperate, almost In an instant, he destroyed his martial faith.
"This..." He could not accept the change of this moment.
at the same time.
boom!
The guardianship of the Qingchuan Temple was broken instantly, and the mask became a fragment of the sky.
Under the impact of the violent currents of the giant tides in the air, the layer of guardianship is like the general break of paper paste, the mountains are turned into sand, and the statues and halls are shattered and collapsed. On the weekdays, the Qingchuan Temple disciples who were used to Zhang Jian were stunned by this force, and the strength was instantly abolished...
This is an unimaginable supernatural power.
"puff……"
"what……"
"Do not……"
A scream of exclamation and screams.
The strong people of Qingchuan Temple, surrounded by Ding Hao’s body, spurted blood one by one, and found that their own Dantian gas was destroyed in an instant, and the mysterious force in the meridians was like the river that lost its source. Quickly dry down... It was a moment, and it was abolished!
The strong people of hundreds of sacred places have turned into ordinary people, like dumplings, falling down.
The owner of the Qingchuan Temple was horrified and said: "What the is this? Ding Hao, you..."
He is a strong god, but he can't understand everything he sees. The scene in front of him has transcended his understanding of power. The same, even if it is impossible to escape, how is this possible?
"I have given you a chance."
Ding Hao's voice is dull, and one finger points out, and the swordsman is swallowed up, and the Qingchuan Temple Lord will be abolished.
Behind him, the teenagers were trembling with excitement. Although they already knew what the idols were doing with them, they couldn’t stop the passion in their hearts when they saw this scene. The power of the idols made them feel like dreams. This is sunny. The owner of the Chuan Dian, the former screaming role of the entire northern region, the innumerable martial arts can not see the existence of their figure, but in front of Ding Hao, as a child is as vulnerable.
They really know Ding Hao's strength.
"No..." In the face of the fate that is about to come, he finally felt the fear.
at this time--
"Who dares to invade my Qingchuan Temple?"
An ancient voice of anger came from the depths of the Qingchuan Temple Gate. The power of the majestic force surged, and the mountains and the sea generally rolled over. It was like three glaring red light clusters rising from the deep mountain veins like three rounds of blood. In general, it was crushed and pressed against Ding Hao’s momentum.
The face of the desperate leader of the Qingchuan Temple suddenly emerged the color of hope, and said: "The ancestors saved me..."
In an instant, I saw the three light groups approaching. With Ding Hao’s eyesight, I naturally saw that it was three old men with white hair and snow. It looked like a dead body like a zombie, but the body was full of tyrannical power. Also on the main seat of the Qingchuan Temple, probably to the repair of the fourth-order gods, this should be the old monster of the Qingchuan Temple. Like this long-standing ancestral gate, there will always be several old monsters sitting in the town. Usually can't hide, retreat and repair, once the Zongmen encounters a crisis, it will be able to turn the tide.
"The ancestors will save me!"
For the first old monster, tall figure, scorpion in the scorpion, falling on Ding Hao's body, slightly surprised, did not expect the enemy to be so young, coldly screamed, aggressive and authentic: "Young people, you know that you are What to do? Not to release people right now?"
Ding Hao was calm and mindful, and he dismissed the control of the Qingchuan Dianzhu. Then he said: "This seat is eradicating the scum of the Northern Terran."
The Qingchuan Temple owner fled to the back of the three old monsters for the first time and whispered something.
He looked at Ding Hao's gaze, and he still had a lingering fear.
Another old monster thoughtfully said: "Which is what you called Ding Hao's descendants? I have heard of you, actually dare to fight against my Qingchuan Temple, and it is really ignorant fearless, the original husband is going to end the retreat. Later, I went to the northern part of Selangor to resolve this grudge. I didn't expect you to come to the door."

Oh?
Ding Hao smiled and said,
How are you going to resolve?

The old monster smirked, and it was natural to say: "This kind of grudge is naturally that you asked Jian Zong's fault, hey, a small seven-pronged sect, actually dare to disobey the will of Qingchuan Temple, really is lawless. Qingchuan Temple wants your mysterious stone, it should be sent up, actually dare to resist, as long as the killing asked Jianzong, then you and other experts asked Jianjian, refining into slaves, all natural Just solved it."
The voice has not fallen.
Fang Tianyi and Xie Jieyu's face suddenly became cold.
It seems that this old monster, like other people in the Qingchuan Temple, is also a slap in the air, not a good thing.
Ding Hao also nodded and said: "Okay, very good, if you say so, then I will be relieved."
The old monster was neat and said: "What do you feel relieved?"
"This seat was originally worried, there may be one or two good people in this Qingchuan Temple. If I open the killing ring, will it kill the innocent," Ding Hao’s calm tone contains the cold-smelling killing. Dao: "Now it seems that I am more concerned, like such a sect, which has already deteriorated, how can there be any good people, kill you, I feel at ease."
"Let's let go!" The old monster, who had never spoken, roared, and took a palm and said: "It really is something that I don't know how to be young and old, it!"
This palm of the hand turbulent, red light and horrible corrosion and stench, even the world trembled.
"Ha ha ha, the elders do not self-respect, how to let others respect you." Ding Hao did not look at it, raised his hand and glanced, and did not see any earth-shattering momentum, just look at the oncoming scarlet palms instantly The soup splashed in the snow, disappeared in a flash without a trace, and even the slightest flaws could not be stirred up.
"Hey?" The old monster was surprised.
Ding Hao's strength is beyond his imagination.
Originally thought to be able to defeat the Qingchuan Temple Lord, at most it is only the strength of two or three, I did not expect to actually look away, at this time he was shocked, and then carefully observed Ding Haozhi, the look suddenly dignified because he I was shocked to find that I could not see through the cultivation of this young man.
This……
Is this really just a junior?
"Three ancestors, Ding Hao, this person is the enemy of Qingchuan Temple, can not let go, but also ask the three ancestors to shoot, kill them." Qingchuan Dianguan eyes in the eyes of the haze As one of the giants in the North, he was so humiliated.
Ding Hao’s eyes swept across the Qingchuan Temple and felt what he said.
No, you guys will take the shot together, don’t waste my time.

Strong self-confidence is unveiled.
At this time, Ding Hao is indeed a self-confident capital. He is now a strong and powerful person with a complete pulse. The real combat power is enough to complete the battle with the shoulders and the seven gods, plus various cards and means. Even if it is a high-level of the Eight Diagrams, facing Ding Hao does not necessarily mean that it can win and win, not to mention the three old monsters that are the highest and not more than four.
This time, Ding Hao is going to crush the Qingchuan Temple.
"The kid is arrogant!"
"Send you on the road!"
The three old monsters were mad at the birth of the two Buddhas. In their long and long life, they have always dominated others. When was they so despised? The three people no longer think about it, urging a horrible cultivation, and Qi Qi shot, killing Ding Hao.
The red flames are smoked.
The void barrier is burned like a soft red mud. The strange and gloomy burning power seems to refine the soul of the strong. Everything within a few tens of meters is distorted and the light is bent. As if the whole world lost its rules and order in an instant and became confused.
Even the owner of the Qingchuan Temple, at this time had to retreat far away, for fear of being burned by this terrible red inflammation.
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