Chapter 1218: Run out

Chapter 1218
"Booming ..."
The deafening sound of blasts kept coming out, and the surrounding passages were shaken a little, but it was strange that it never cracked. Even the roaring wind couldn't leave a tiny trace on the cave wall. .
Iron armored men, dressed in cold light armor, covered with cold breath, holding iron swords, and killing everything. Although each time they are repeating an action, under such a severe attack, even Feng Hao Hit it, it will be bad if you don't die.
"Rumble ..."
A black giant palm hangs, hangs, and is full of breath that devours everything. Around it, there are silver arcs swaying, and this palm is filled with the smell of destruction, it seems If you turn it down, you can really wipe out the whole world.
At this moment, Feng Hao was also Jin Guangcancan, and his muscles were all high bulges, and the meridians appeared, seemingly under tremendous pressure.
When the majestic handprints reach the supervising state, this situation is even worse, each bone emits a moaning sound like a heavy load, the muscles are rapidly expanding, and there are marks that are about to crack.
"Brother Ho ..."
The three daughters of Qiong Linger looked at him with great anxiety. However, because they understood his calm personality, the three of them did not stop silently, just watching silently, waiting for him to create a miracle again.
"Om ..."
Skyscraper oscillated, Foucault bursts, the power was still slowly increasing, and did not stagnate.
Within half an hour, I had the rapid condensing of the Ba Ling array. Very quickly, the power of the heavenly fingerprints reached the peak of the king of war. At this time, Feng Hao's body cracked a small mouth from time to time. The golden blood flowed out, but it soon healed.
"Don't ... he wants to gather the power of the Emperor Wu realm."
Xie Yandong and others were shocked in their hearts, shocked inexplicably, and looked at him like a monster.
A person who is completely suppressed at the peak of Wu Zong, his physical body can still withstand the energy of more than two great realms, which is something they cannot imagine.
It can be seen that his physical arrogance has reached a level beyond common knowledge.
"Golden blood, what kind of inheritance did he get?"
Everyone was puzzled.
Originally, only those who reached the emperor's realm could change the color of the blood and pass on it to future generations. Of course, there are some types of inheritance that make the color of blood change.
Like the holy son of the bright temple that Feng Hao saw at the time, his blood ... is black.
However, the inheritance of golden blood makes everyone wonder what kind of characteristics it belongs to.
"Hmm ..."
At this time, due to the gradual increase of the power of the handprints, the speed of Feng Hao's cracks was even faster, and, shockingly, the hearts of the three daughters of Qiong Linger were choked.
"You can add a little bit, you can ..."
Feng Hao was still holding on at this time, his face was a little embarrassed because of the pressure, and he was trembling slightly, just like a big mountain was pressing on his shoulder.
The iron armored people in front of them are obviously very unusual. They stand like a meat grinder. When anyone dares to break through, they will hang them.
Therefore, if you want to break through, you must destroy it.
Feng Hao's energy, Feng Hao didn't feel able to completely make the Iron Armor lose its ability to resist, so his goal is to condense energy beyond Wu Wang's realm.
"Master, the problem you gave me."
Feeling the constant pain from the body, Feng Hao felt bitter.
This is just entering this so-called inner tomb, who knows what levels are waiting for me.
If Feng Hao in the Tianwu continent did not even have the right to enter here, he would have been torn up by the beasts existing in the outer tomb.
At the end of this thought, Feng Hao's grievous grievances left Fen Lao when he left, and he didn't tell himself what happened. Now he has left this mess again. If he can meet again, he must ask it carefully.
Is there such a pit apprentice?
In this cemetery, he has no slight advantage. If it is not arrogant, the beast inside will not keep his hands on himself.
This makes Feng Hao doubt whether here has actually entered the inner grave.
If it is the inner tomb, there must be a smell of burning old people, but here, it is not felt at all.
It stands to reason that the master's breath should be clear to the master, and he should not feel it.
With this serious doubt, Feng Hao endured the pain of cracking his body and clenched his teeth.
He can only pray in his heart. Burning the old man can stop giving him problems, otherwise, he can't fight it.
Perhaps, entering the real inner tomb, Fen Lao will sense his existence.
"Rumble ..."
After nearly an hour of condensing, the sudden fingerprints were shocked again, and a huge courage rolled out of the mat. The surrounding space was shaken, and a burst of sound burst out. The entire channel.
"Hmm ..."
At the same time, Feng Hao's chest, arms, feet, and clothes were all wet with golden blood, and his body was overwhelmed with a burst of soothing sounds. The majesty fell and let him She trembled and almost fell.
"India."
Almost without hesitation, he pushed out the big seal condensed in his hand and fell to the Iron Man in the distance.
"Booming ..."
Huge handprints, like a big mountain, tumbling, bursting into a loud blast, with a mighty might, and fell towards the Iron Man in the deep waters.
"Bang ... Kaka ..."
This is really like the hand of a deity. The cause is that it has been destroyed and broken all the way, and the iron sword of the Iron Man has been cut off. It is directly broken and the giant palm is run away, even if it has an unknown texture. The Iron Man, the steel-like body burst, and the iron pieces splashed.
It was just a trick, and the passage originally blocked by the Iron Armor was emptied for a long distance. Among them, at least 70 or 80 Iron Armor were destroyed and turned into iron pieces.
"hiss……"
Seeing the majestic handprints, everyone could not help but take a breath, and there was a horror in their eyes.
If this falls on you, I'm afraid there will be no bones left.
However, Feng Hao's movements did not stagnate for a long time. Once the wounds on his body recovered slightly, he began to condense again.
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