Chapter 482: Blood Sun Heaven Tribulation Power

Cheng Hao felt a little funny, and a novice martial emperor actually dared to say that he was the founder of the ancestor.
However, after another thought, it is true that a beginner Wuhuang is already a very powerful master in the mortal view, and it is not surprising that the founding of the school is not surprising.
Cheng Hao said, "Feng Xiangyi, right? Okay, how did you find me? It seems that you have been sitting here waiting for me."
Feng Xiangyi said, "Are the younger generations nowadays as rude as you? Why don't you say anything to the seniors?"
Cheng Hao smiled and said, "You can't afford it."
Cheng Hao was telling the truth, and he could be called a senior. I am afraid that he was all dead ten thousand years ago. Now that one in this world is not his junior.
Feng Xiangyi didn't get angry, she just shook her head slightly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, you have wonderful talents, and you have a good stealth method. It's a pity that you are selling your life for the so-called Juding Chamber of Commerce, and you will die here today.
Cheng Hao understood that he was about to do it, and a small novice martial emperor Cheng Hao was not afraid. If he used all the means, he could always run even if he couldn't beat him.
But if that were the case, he wouldn't be able to ask anything.
So he waved his hand: "Hey, what's the hurry, I can't get away with your cultivation base, why don't you talk more?"
Originally, Cheng Hao's words were just gossip, with a ridiculous taste in it. Who would have thought that Feng Xiangyi would really nod his head when he heard it: "Talk to talk, anyway, the old man has not spoken to anyone for a long time."
This...is it easy to talk.
Cheng Hao thought about it and said, "How did you find me?"
"Guess it, young queen, guess it."
Chu
The curtain chuckled, "I think it's Zhu Laixing? I don't think any of the people here are normal living people. In fact, they are all corpses controlled by you?"
Cheng Hao had already had this kind of speculation, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why he couldn't see the cultivation level of the people here.
It is very likely that this Feng Xiangyi is actually a martial emperor who can control the dead in the martial arts or the martial emperor world. Such a person has appeared before. Although it is rare, it does exist.
Feng Xiangyi shook his head slightly: "No, these people are indeed my disciples, not corpses. If you think that they are all warriors who broke into my place before, you would be quite wrong."
"Oh? You guessed it wrong?" Cheng Hao felt a little surprised, but then he saw those people who had been motionless were moving slightly and began to move closer to him.
It turned out that Feng Xiangyi said he wanted to chat with him, but he was secretly preparing to attack.
Cheng Hao looked at Feng Xiangyi with a sneer: "A little trick like you can't do anything. Instead, it exposes your own weakness. I guess you can't fight, right? Why should Emperor Wu use such a trick with me?"
"Whatever you think, young, whatever you want, anyway you will become one of the evil spirits here."
Feng Xiangyi stretched out a finger and pointed it at Cheng Haoyao. Suddenly the group of so-called Huntianzong disciples who moved very slowly started to move quickly and pounced at Cheng Hao!
The number of such a large group of people is at least a hundred people. Among them, there are no less than 20 martial arts, and the others are all high-level martial arts.
Zong Xiuwei, it is said that Cheng Hao's current strength is difficult to deal with.
After all, Cheng Hao is Cheng Hao. What he is most afraid of now is encountering a strong person and simply crushing him with strength, and the least afraid of playing tricks and those who want to win with more.
Suddenly the way of doing things and the luck of the white willows started, Cheng Hao suddenly speeded up, as if the white willows in the wind shuttled between more than 100 warriors calmly.
Actually, no one can touch him.
Not Cheng Hao was also farther and farther away from that Feng Xiangyi sitting on the high platform.
He also tried to rush over, but it failed.
This group of people besieging him was very different from what he had imagined. The movements were not rigid at all, and they knew how to adapt to changes, and the cooperation was perfect.
From this point of view, they really do not look like puppets or corpses controlled by one person. If they are controlled by one person, then it is absolutely impossible to have such smooth movements and the ability to adapt to changes.
It looked like a group of living people cooperating in tacit understanding.
Even people who were occasionally attacked by Cheng Hao groaned in pain.
"Have I guessed wrong?" Cheng Hao was slightly shaken.
"Hehe, boy, do you think these are just puppets or corpses under my control? You are so wrong! These people are real living people, real warriors, you just wait to be consumed by them and die. Don’t blame me either, blame yourself for breaking into my sphere of influence.

Feng Xiangyi's voice seemed very proud, but he was stunned when he spoke.
I saw Cheng Hao grabbing a Wu Zong disciple and then throwing it into the crowd!
That Wu Zong disciple's body
A round of weird red aura like the setting sun burst out, and the setting sun burst, and all the people who were exposed to it immediately spurted blood and got out of control. In a flash, dozens of people turned into corpses and fell to the ground!
"This! What is this?" Feng Xiangyi was stunned. He still saw such martial arts for the first time, especially the weird aura that was red as blood. He saw it for the first time. It was weird and hard to prevent!
Feng Xiangyi thought about it for a while. If he was hit by that kind of weird aura, I'm afraid he won't end up any better than these disciples.
"Then, that breath is... Heavenly Tribulation? Could it be said that that thing is Heavenly Tribulation?" Feng Xiangyi watched Cheng Hao perform it twice, finally standing up from the huge rock and asked Cheng Hao in shock. .
Yes, once a martial artist reaches the level of Wu Zun, he will face the Heavenly Tribulation. Although Feng Xiangyi is only an elementary martial emperor, he has seen the real Heavenly Tribulation when he followed his master to practice.
And this trick used by Cheng Hao is so close to Heavenly Tribulation in aura!
Cheng Hao didn't answer, and pinched a Wu Zong Dynasty crowd and threw it away. The Bloody Day Tribulation was released three times in a row. The more than a hundred warriors who seemed invincible in the arena were already dead!
As I said before, Cheng Hao is now the least afraid of melee. As long as a weaker person falls into his hands, the Bloody Day Tribulation will have a medium. Once activated, anyone who is contaminated with a little bit of it will undoubtedly die. !
"Feng Xiangyi, Emperor Feng Wu, I think we can have a good talk now?"
Cheng Hao stood by the fallen corpse and looked at Feng Xiangyi, who was already standing straight.
The body also stared at Cheng Hao.
After a moment, he sneered: "Do you think I just have a little trick? Come, come again..."