Chapter 586, the gods come to the world

Yin drunk in the heart was slightly shocked.
Looking at Li Yiruo's tone, Ding Hao got a great peerless opportunity in the [Hundred Holy Battlefield] and has grown to an incredible level. It should still be above the hunter boy Zhang Fan.
After a simple deliberation, [Tianyin Valley] finally sent 20 elite disciples, led by the second character Qin Ying, urging the flying Xuanqi, with Zhang Fan and Li Yiruo rushed to ask Jianzong the first time.
Ximen Qianxue, still in a coma, was temporarily placed in the [Tianyin Valley] and was taken care of by the special person on time.
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"Ding Hao?!"
Seeing the handsome young boy in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Wang Junfeng’s eyes lit up and exclaimed.
At this time, the "poison son" is extremely miserable.
He was wearing a broken robe and exposed to the hardcover muscles. He was covered with all kinds of scars, swords, burns, whiplashes, blood holes, and the whole body was almost bloody. The whole flesh, one eye was smashed, one hand and one foot were smashed, the arms were long ironed, nailed to the stone wall, and the shape was miserable.
Such torture is replaced by ordinary people who have died 10,000 times.
The king's peak is a master above the congenital, even if Xuanqi repaired as a seal, but the vitality is tyrannical, tortured, but still strong and alive.
"Teaching..." After Ding Hao stayed, he only felt that the anger in his chest was about to explode.
He rushed to the front of the first time, carefully wrapped it with mysterious spirits, unplugged the nails, and rescued the king's peak. Although he had imagined many times before he entered the underground prison, he had never seen the horror he saw. The tragic experience of the peak, or let Ding Hao feel that the blood of the whole body must be ignited by anger.
"Sorry, I am coming late!" Ding Hao could not help but burst into tears.
"Ha ha ha, I still haven't died yet, you cry a fart! Cry and mourn!" Wang Mengfeng did not seem to feel pain at all. He sat up straight, his body wounded and the plasma spewed out.
He laughed happily: "I will know that your kid will come sooner or later... Yes, you have never been able to do things that you have never grasped before. How about this time? In the [Hundred Battlefield], you can harvest it again? The hope of revival can be all over you. If you still can't beat those people on the mountain, you can quickly re-spin the old man back. You can get away from the tail and escape. How far is it? How far to escape, incognito, when to wait for the revival of the Zongmen, and then come out."
Ding Hao was mad at his attitude of being careless about his injury. He said: "Is it incognito? According to your statement, do I have to disfigure and change my face first?"
Wang Junfeng smiled and said: "The smelly beauty of your kid seduce the virtues of a beautiful girl, let you disfigure, will you do it?"
Ding Hao bite his teeth and nodded with confidence: "It seems that you are still alive, at least the skill of hatred has not diminished." After being ridiculed by the king's peak, Ding Hao's mood is finally better.
"So, your kid is really sure to beat those who are [Spouted Swordsman] now?" Wang Bianfeng felt calm and confident from Ding Hao's body, which shows that he has an absolute grasp of the revival of Zongmen. .
Ding Hao took a few medicinal herbs from the storage ring, fed them into the mouth of Wang Bianfeng, and then inputd Xuanqi into his body to heal the wound and nodded: "Not only defeated the [Split Day] on the Sword Hill. The swordsman, even the swords of Jianzhou, will always disappear from this world."
Wang Junfeng stayed: "I didn't expect to see you for half a year. Your skill in bragging is rising." But he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
Because the king's peak is very clear, since Ding Hao said no problem, it is really no problem.
He believes in this kid.
Feeling that the pain that has afflicted him for more than a month is like a tide of low tide, the tide is slowly receding. Wang Mengfeng snorted comfortably, remembering something, squinting at Ding Hao, could not help but reminded: "You kid can Don't brag, now on the mountain, in addition to the beginning of the four major Wuwang Qifeng sword repair, but there is a half-step swordsmanship in the realm of the Emperor, can not care."
"Different chickens and dogs." Ding Hao took out another medicinal herb, crushed the wound on the wound of the king's peak, said: "When the sect of the sect, I will continue to help you, rest assured, as long as you are still alive You break your feet and one eye, I can let them grow up for you again."
"Really fake?" Wang Mengfeng spirit shocked.
No one wants to be a waste person. This news is absolutely true to him.
However, he still pretends to be indifferent, and faintly said: "In fact, even if it is not good, Laozi has one hand and one leg, and can also travel to Selangor, the children of the rivers and lakes, and informal."
"You can pretend it." Ding Hao helped him to stand up, airway: "I have checked all the underground prisons. Guan Feidu's brothers and other people are much better. There is no punishment, only your injury is finally, almost Being beaten into a dead dog, I think it’s probably your stinky mouth, always forgetting to pull hatred and rushing people, then it’s time to clean up your life!

Before finding the king's peak, Ding Hao has indeed gone through the entire underground bloody.
What surprised him was that hundreds of people who were locked up here were very strict. In fact, apart from Xuanqi’s being sealed, they did not suffer any injuries, and they did not suffer too much torture. Surprisingly, Ding Hao has already killed several masters who guarded the prison, let Huanhuan and Nizi rescue the people, and under the guidance of Guan Feidu, they came to the deepest part of the prison to save the king.
Only the king’s peak is tortured by the uninhibited, the only explanation is that this mouth is not forgiving, and it has brought disaster to itself.
"Mom, I can't control the old man's anger," Wang said. "Even if it's a thousand knives, Lao Tzu has to smash it out. Hey, it's a good time!"
Ding Hao is speechless.
But this is also the character of Wang Bianfeng.
Even if it is a sword, if you are not happy, you must definitely come out.
Between the talks, Guan Feidu and others came over from the martyrdom.
After being held for so long, the spirit of everyone was a little tired, but the eyes were full of excitement, and Ding Hao’s arrival gave them endless confidence. Compared with the hope of reviving Zongmen, the district’s tortured a little. What is it?
"Ding Hao!"
"Ding Shidi!"
"Ding Shishu!"
Each of the different titles, while ringing in the dungeon space, contains surprises in the sound.
Ding Hao was surrounded by the crowd at the center.
These people are all asking the elite of Jianzong. At this time, Ding Hao has lifted the mysterious seal in the body and restored the strength of the past. There are several statuses that are not low. At the moment, all of them are centered on Ding Hao.
Because before asking Jianzong to be destroyed, Ding Hao is the owner of the hidden sword peak, and is the disciple who abandoned the green shirt. He and the head of the Li Jianyi are equal, and there is the right to inspect the ancestral ancestors. In fact, it is already with the six peaks and six seats. One of the first giants and characters to sit flat.
Now, the first of the six blocks of the six peaks of Jianzong, in addition to rebelling against the tears of the Tang and the Buddha, all of them have already died in battle. Some of the elders of the Zongmen’s generations have died, and almost all of them have died. Ding Hao has the highest status.
Guan Feidu, Leng Yixuan, Wang Shushuang, Murong Shengnan, Zhuo Ziyan, etc., all stared at Ding Hao.
"Well, what to do next, your kid talks about it, we all cooperate with you!" Wang Bianfeng took Ding Hao's shoulder.
He also had a lot of emotion in his heart.
At that time, I felt that Ding Hao had a lot of talents. So when I was a general teacher of Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital, I took care of him. I thought that it was less than three years, the world changed, the ancestral ups and downs, this boy has grown up. For the pillars of the entire sect.
"First go to the Houshan mine to save people, and then find the person who is [Cracking the Swordsman]!" Ding Hao took out various weapons and armor from the storage ring, distributed it to everyone, and then divided some healing high-quality drugs. After being fully armed, he said: "Our time, the speed is fast, the plowing court sweeps the hole, and does not leave the slightest room for the opponent. The person of the "Shen Tian Jian Zong" and the masters of other major gates are dealt with by me. You must be rescued from the same door in the mine in the first place, and ask the sword to no longer be dead."
"it is good!"
"Listen to Ding's brother!"
After everyone discussed and divided the route, they started to act.
After the underground prison, the purpose of the pedestrian was clear and murderous, and the first time he walked toward the mine hole in the Houshan garbage area.
Everyone’s face is hung with boundless killings and suffocating.
A group of people is like an unstoppable torrent. Someone found it wrong along the way. Trying to come and block it. It was killed in the first time and became a meat eater. It has been brewing for more than a month. At this moment, you need to vent, and many of them are stationed in I asked the masters of other martial art forces on Jianshan, and were suddenly overwhelmed!
Dangdang!
When the pedestrian came to the edge of the Houshan garbage area, the alarm bell finally rang.
The flames of the police show up the sky.
"Go, go to the mine first!" Ding Hao drank, he walked in the front, unstoppable.
Once the strength reaches the enemies above the innate, Ding Hao strikes with one hand and crushes them in a blink of an eye. This kind of violent performance is even more violent to the people of the Swordsmen. It is destroyed like a tiger. Try to stop the enemy.
The old Houshan garbage area has changed greatly at this time.
Most of the has been cleaned up and retired into a flat place. Temporary tents have been built. They are all made of inscriptions and alchemy materials. The surface of the tent is looming with inscriptions. A lot of inscriptions are set everywhere. Sword array, here is the place where the "Shentian Jianzong" Jingyan Xuanjing ore, hoarding a large number of Xuanjing ore, there are also many masters stationed guardian.
"Open the inscriptions and kill them!" Someone in the distance drank.
In the next moment, the inscriptions and flames of the sky, screaming at the power of Pei Mo Mo, faintly become a huge sword light, appearing from all sides, will ask the swordsmen to be surrounded by them, terrible swords The force of tearing the air, as if the sky is torn, it is the inscription of the sword of the [Shen Tian Jian Zong].
Asked the swordsmen to change color.
This kind of super sectarian approach is not that they can resist, trapped in it, feel a suffocating sense of oppression, and the body feels like a heavy mountain.
"Haha, they were trapped, spurred the sword array, killed the thugs, one did not stay!" Someone in the distance laughed and gave orders.
The inscriptions were pushed to the limit, and the huge swordsmanship was like the essence, releasing the murderous and horrible tearing force, and asked the swordsmen to completely smash them.
Ding Hao suddenly stepped on the ground and burst into an endless golden mans.
boom!
The big earthquake swayed.
The endless huge sword light down, standing on the golden mansions, can no longer invade the points. In the Ding Hao’s side, asked the swordsmen, all of them felt that all the pressures disappeared, and the terrible tearing force was completely Isolated outside the Jin Mang.
"What happened? Give me the full force to force the formation, kill, kill them!" A strong man in the distance commanded, furious and drunk.
"roll!"
Ding Hao shouted and slammed his feet.
Behind him, a huge golden phantom emerged, like a god, looking down at the crowd, slamming, and instantly destroying the golden sword light on all sides, a golden pattern, spreading under his feet, where he passed, after the mountain All the slashing swords and inscriptions in the garbage area were instantly destroyed as if they were ruined.
The terrible breath of Pei Mo Mo Yu is like a wild roar.
Where the golden flames pass, everything that blocks resistance is turned into fly ash.
This kind of power is like a coming down to the world.
"dead!"
Ding Hao looked like a light, and looked at the past.
In the distance, the strong man who has been commanding the sword array, instantly slammed into a blood fog, and the other twenty more strong defenders of the sword array, also spurting blood, like a balloon bursting, the original Ground burst, blood foam and white bone splash!
The tyrannical temperament is like the reincarnation of the of war, and it instantly swept the entire backyard garbage area.
Everyone was staring at this scene, and everything that happened in front of them simply subverted their cognition.
Wang Junfeng also fell into the indescribable shock of a language. Although it has been guessed before that Ding Hao’s strength has risen sharply, he never imagined that it was sturdy to such a degree that it was the devil’s coming.
Behind him, Guan Feidu, Murong Shengnan, Zhuo Ziyan and other people from the prison asked the Jianzong disciples, and they grew up and did not know what to say.
Ding Hao's strength far exceeds their most optimistic estimates.
Some people who were still somewhat pessimistic, excited at this time simply want to scream.
At this moment, they are extremely inspiring, and can even be completely sure. They ask that the suffering of Jianzong is over, and it is really over. There is a master like Ding Hao, and all hatred will pay the price of blood!
"Kill, kill all enemies, one does not stay!"
"Go to the brothers in the mine!"
A crowd of people screamed with excitement, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing toward the crater cliff ahead.
All the people trying to block were torn into pieces in the first place, and the angry and crazy people were like floods.
Guan Feidu, Leng Yixuan and others all recovered their strength, and they were unstoppable. They came to the edge of the cliff for the first time.
On the edge of the crypt cliff, there are numerous cables with a diameter of half a meter thick, which have been draped deep into the depths of the bottomless crypt. The huge winch is pulled by the rotation of the steel arm and the pulley that infiltrates the grease. Cables are constantly transporting underground metamorphic ore.
In addition, there are dozens of exquisite close-range inscriptions to transmit some of the best crystals.
The driver who drives the winch is a disciple of the swords and sects with the special inscriptions on the hands and feet. There are about four or five hundred people. Under the drive of the supervisors, they are like a cow and a horse. They work day and night, and they don’t cover their bodies. .
Hey!
Guan Feidu and others were flying like swords and smashed the shackles on their hands and feet.
"Brothers, the moment of revenge is here, pick up the sword in your hand, fight!" Guan Fei crossed his arm and jumped, and jumped to the crypt cliff to save the others in the mine below.
The cold one is left, with other people, continue to save these people, and at the same time unlock the mysterious seal in their bodies.
At the time, the entire crypt of the crypt was boiling.
After finally recovering the freedom and restoring the strength, the disciples of the swordsmen, after the initial sluggishness, suddenly understood what had happened, and picked up the weapons one by one. Under the command of Wang Bianfeng and other masters, they began to join in an orderly manner. Fight and save others.
This process is like snowballing. More and more people ask the Jianzong disciples to restore their strength and meet the enemies who heard the news. There are roars everywhere!
Too much anger and hatred have accumulated, and at this moment, I am madly venting.
At this time, most of them were stationed on the gate of the Sword Zongshan. Most of them were Qingyuan Academy and other military personnel who participated in the siege of the swordsmen. They were about a thousand people. They used to be good fortune and resort to poisoning on weekdays. When the disciples were watching, they tried their best to torture and ruin, and even enjoyed it. At this time, facing the angry, the swordsman disciples were almost torn into pieces!
Just like a Mars spilling out of a frying pan, there is a tendency to become a fire of the original.
Thanks to the painstaking efforts of Li Jianyi and the abandoned green shirts, the overall strength of the Jianzong disciples was very strong. After surviving this disaster, they were extremely elite and loyal. Once they recovered their strength, they would Incarnate as a tiger, and the other squadrons left behind by the squadrons, not their opponents, they were quickly defeated...
The form is moving in a very favorable direction!
"Meow!"
The white stream flashed, and the evil moon flew up from the crypt cliff.
The fat cat came to Ding Hao’s shoulder in an instant, lazily said: "Hey, the strength below is more than that of the congenital Wu Zongjing. They have already been eaten by cockroaches... You can’t really let me do this again in the future. The human flesh is too ridiculous, and the cockroaches that eat it all want to vomit..."
"Eating people? Idiot, do I have to let you eat people? It is your own magical treasure medicine to eat tired, want to change the taste!" Ding Hao black face and played a burst of chestnut.
The evil moon was released by Ding Hao in advance, and it is possible to detect the enemy masters in the mine hole, and first understand the terrain.
This fat cat does not know how much the magical medicine that was swallowed in the [Hundred Battlefield]. Ding Hao got the chance, it did not fall, and it has already ignited its own fire, becoming more insignificant and hateful. It's also faster, it's a ghost, if it's really hard, even if it's a martial arts king, you can't help it.
This time, I sneaked into the crypt, and I was so fierce that I would kill all the masters of the following sects.
This is also a great achievement.
According to the evil moon, the strong man of the [Shen Tian Jian Zong] is obviously not stationed in the mine.
This is easy to handle.
Looking back, the entire Houshan garbage area has basically been controlled, and a large amount of materials and Xuanjing stone mines are under the control of the disciples of Jianzong.
at this time--
"Who is making trouble? Are you low-lying ants who don't want to live?"
A thunderous sound, transmitted from a higher step area far away, is extremely majestic, mixed with the vastness of the vast ocean, and instantly came to the junk area of ​​the garbage, the figure is like a round of glaring days. Condescending, unleashed a strong temperament, overlooking everyone.
This is an extremely powerful existence.
In the midst of anger, he has a gas machine that the devil can break.
This is one of the four [Chu Tian Jian Zong] sword repairs that came to Xuezhou with Han Yangjian.
When he came in for the first time, he glanced at it and understood what had happened. He laughed and said: "It’s a group of ants who don’t know how to live and die. It’s a great gift, and now they dare to make trouble. Everyone immediately gave me a weapon, and the leader stood up and led to death. Otherwise, all of you will die!"
The cheers in the garbage area gradually stopped.
Everyone feels the strength of this sword.
This is the existence of a Wuwang peak, which is far more powerful than the collection of all of them. If you can't beat this person, then everything is in vain, not only will you die, but the rest will become more difficult. Still become a slave!
But no one is afraid.
Everyone held the weapon tightly and looked up at the sword.
This time, even if it is dead, he will never bow to him again.
"Oh, it seems that you have made a choice. A group of humble ants, do you think that your humble power can resist my will?" In the sky, the sword repaired and laughed. "If that is the case, then you will all go to hell!"
He waved.
Countless swords smashed and shot toward the people on the ground.
Just a sword light, like a meteor, is equal to a strong force of the King of Wu King level, not to ask the swordsman to resist.
but--
There is Ding Hao.
Ding Hao just had a palm of his hand, and there was an invisible force pouring out.
The incredible thing happened the next moment -
Just like a magnet attracting broken iron filings, the thousands of swords are instantly attracted, and they are instantly condensed and compressed in Ding Hao's palm, becoming a group of hot and glaring silver light clusters, which instantly melt like ice and snow!
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A big chapter, everyone is happy Christmas!