Vol 3 Chapter 203: Son of the Beheaded (Part 1)

Duanmuyang claimed to be the reincarnation of the Holy Son of a certain family in the world. His expression was extremely arrogant.
The ray of godliness on the brow is the bridge.
In just a few moments, everyone could react in the future, and the temperament of Duanmuyang changed dramatically, as if he had changed his personality.
A mighty coercion came down from the air. The ancient monks in the field felt their knees numb, and could not help but kneel to the ground.
Only Fenghao, as well as Baizong, the Emperor Xianzong, and the three Taishan Beidou class monks during the robbery period, do not change their color under this Wei Ya.
"Wind Emperor, Duanmuyang is the carrier of the Protoss of the Protoss. If no more shots are made, the Protoss of the Protoss descends. I am afraid this building will not be able to keep it ..."
Some ancient monks hurriedly said that their foreheads were cold and sweaty, and that invisible coercion caused the tempered glass doors and windows on this floor to be broken.
Suddenly the wind poured in, and everyone felt uncomfortable.
Feng Hao looked at Duanmuyang, who was bathed in the light of God, not far away, and a radian was drawn at the corner of his mouth. He chuckled, "Isn't Muyang said to be the reincarnation of the Son? This emperor also wants to see who is the Son ... "
Feng Hao then unfolded his basaltic field, wrapping everyone in it, and instantly the coercion disappeared, and even the wind seemed to stand still.
The ancient monks felt the pressure disappeared, and looked at Feng Hao's eyes again. Silently, they broke the coercion. Looking at this strength, who else can control it?
Duanmuyang's body directly floated, just like standing on the ground, and under the bath of the light, his shape and appearance began to change.
However, Feng Hao looked at Duanmu Yang like a clown. Unless it was the physical body of the Lord of the Divine Realm, otherwise, he really didn't take these so-called holy sons in his eyes.
Even the former angel of the heavens, Lu Xihua, was beheaded and killed by him in the cosmic starry sky. Even if Duanmu Yang became a sage, he came here to make fun.
However, these ancient monks are a little worried. After all, they are practicing the incomplete exercises of the divine realm, and it is clear that the divine power is powerful.
They worry that Feng Hao will be directly suppressed.
However, the next scene left them stunned and completely relieved.
"It's been three minutes. Is the Son coming?"
Feng Hao shot like an electric mang, and rushed directly into the god's mantle where Duanmuyang was located. In the next moment, the body of Duomuyang's middle mang was flew out and bounced on the ground like a ball.
Immediately afterwards, Shenmang disappeared.
But Feng Hao's body appeared again, if it hadn't disappeared at that moment, as if he didn't move at all.
"It's a very powerful existence. No wonder it's so arrogant ... I heard that the Holy Son of the Qianyu Protoss was sealed by the earth monk, presumably that person is you?"
The sound of indifference came from the far end of Du Yangyang's mouth.
Then everyone's eyes fell on Duanmuyang. Suddenly, the surface of Duanmuyang seemed to crack, and the dazzling golden light burst out from the body.
Huh!
As the balloon burst into sound, the monks saw a young man who looked a little like Duanmu Yang, bathed in golden light, suspended three feet above the ground, golden pupils, staring at Feng Hao, There was a trembling chill in the corner of his mouth.
"The news is very clever. The of the thousand feathers has never thought of coming to me from the Nether?"
Feng Hao chuckled. It seemed that no matter the visual impact or the psychological impact, the protoss of the Protoss was extremely strong, but it was an existence equivalent to the strength of Xianzong.
Feng Hao really did not understand where Mu Yang's confidence came from.
"The God of Thousand Feathers is coming, and the space-time teleportation array of the world is almost set ..."
The Son said in a proud voice: "At that time, the most powerful and powerful gods in your eyes will descend on the earth, and those who are bathed in divine glory will have eternal life and powerful strength ..."
The words of the Son are obviously addressed to those ancient monks.
Many ancient monks really did get excited, but when they thought of Feng Hao's strength, and they had sworn allegiance several times before, they didn't dare to act rashly this time.
If the Protoss of the Protoss has fallen, everyone will not have to think about it, just swear to follow Feng Hao.
But now, how could they have a lot of experience immediately against the water?
The sage's appearance looked like a domineering world, the golden pupil swept the eyes, and there was a slight fluctuation in emotion.
He found no one was moving?
Could these humble ants not even pursue eternal life and mighty power?
Feng Hao looked up at Shengzi. His body was also free from the influence of gravity and suspended in the air. He laughed and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the scenery."
"Ok?"
The Son obviously did not understand the meaning of Feng Hao's words, and frowned, "What scenery?"
"Go and know!"
As soon as the voice fell, Feng Hao grabbed Shengzi's neck directly, and his body disappeared.
boom!
The starry sky above the nine days suddenly sounded a thick voice. Everyone looked up, and it was a tremor.
Feng Hao even took the Divine Son with him and appeared on nine days. Needless to say, the scenery Feng Hao said was the starry sky outside the earth.
The holy son who descended on Duan Muyang will probably be very miserable in the end.
The strong Emperor Xianzong beside Long Xueqing was snoring with both hands. He suddenly found that Xianzong seemed to be useless.
This Fenghao is simply their nemesis.
Is it possible that the fairyland must be loyal to him in order to survive?
At the same time, Feng Hao brought the holy son directly to the extraterrestrial sky nine days away,
The cosmic starry sky is undoubtedly a good place to kill people and buy more goods.
Everything happened too suddenly, and before the Son reflected the meaning in Feng Hao's words, he was taken directly to the cosmic starry sky.
"Damn!"
The Son of God thundered wildly, his face turned red, and a monk in the mortal world was so powerful that it was too frightening for him.
Fortunately, he is the Holy Son of the Protoss, an undead body, otherwise the physical body would have burst.
"Where will the portal of God's time and space appear?" Feng Hao stared at the Son with a smile.
This guy who looks a bit like God of Duanmuyang is at this point, his body is still glittering. Is the divine power so strong?
"Want to know? That depends on your ability ..."
The sneer sneered, his palms spread out, and the deep hole of the universe suddenly shot a long gun.
The Shengzi reached out and directly held the magic gun, attacking Lin Yu, the tip of the gun glowed with a sense of chill.