Chapter 1139: Angry to vomit blood

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Roar--!
On the surface of the sea, two ghosts and gods emerged, screaming and rushing towards that glory.
"Damn, dare to grab my stuff, see if I don't tear you apart!"
Wan Qingzi roared roaringly, killing his face.
Seeing that the two ghosts and gods were about to hit the target, suddenly, the glory stopped for a while, and then suddenly surged, revealing an endless golden light.
In that golden light, a giant Buddha emerged.
The face of the giant Buddha was furious, and a huge palm shot, and a ghost and burst, and the giant Buddha swallowed the ghost and swallowed it cleanly.
Then he took another shot, and another ghost also burst.
Wan Qingzi's body was shocked by this sudden change!
A group of people in the back chased and saw this terrifying scene, but also stopped, revealing a dull look.
"This... what is this stuff?"
One person was shocked, horrified.
Anyway, it is also a ghost of the level of asking, even if it was shot by the palm of that thing, and it was swallowed!
"It's him! Why is he here?"
After recognizing this giant Buddha, Wan Qingzi was ignorant again.
Just before he was stunned, the golden Buddha leaned over and took a palm towards him.
When he returned to God, he was shocked with cold sweat. While pulling back, he sacrificed the magic weapon and summoned a ghost to try to block the blow.
However, everything was as destructive as it was, and was smashed by the huge Buddha palm, the ghosts and gods exploded, and the light curtain cracked.
The palm slammed in front of him with endless power.
puff!
He was shocked all over, spitting out blood, and flew backwards.
"Bring it!"
The giant Buddha's mouth spit out people's words, and if the sound of thunder thundered, he lifted his palm and took a shot, then he took away the streamer from Wan Qingzi.
"Do not--!"
Wan Qingzi screamed fiercely, but that was his lifeblood!
As soon as he moved, he wanted to recall the god's virtual streamer, but there was no response at all. In a short while, the had refined his baby, and it was incredible.
"You idiots, still stunned, just kill him and grab the baby back! He is the stink boy!"
Wan Qingzi Chongfeng Boya they roared.
A group of people woke up dreamily and rushed over.
Tang Hao didn't like to fight anymore, so he turned and ran.
He is in a spirit right now, it is okay to play one or two, but with so many matches, there is no way to fight, he can only run. Besides, he grabbed a treasure clock, and that god's virtual streamer, this time he had already made money.
"Scary boy, don't run!"
Feng Boya roared and chased them crazy.
But after chasing and chasing, they are a little depressed. That stuff is too fast. The more you chase, the farther you are.
But they were not willing to give up, they could only gritt their teeth, hold their breath, and continue to chase.
They didn't have to give up until that glory completely disappeared on the sea level.
They stopped and stood there, their faces glowing red and spitting blood.
"Damn! Who can tell me, how could the boy be here?"
Their depressed, this trip is to find something to deal with this kid, but as a result, something was found, but the kid jumped out from the side and snatched.
Not only that, even their reliance was robbed.
Is there anything more stifling than this in this world?
Feng Boya shivered, and their lungs exploded.
"Ah! It's our care!"
Wan Qingzi patted his thigh and said annoyedly, "We never thought that the kid would come to us on our own initiative, so we didn't deliberately hide the track before he was found by the kid."
"What now?"
Feng Boya said.
A group of people looked at each other, they were all a little sad.
They have just established the Tang Alliance. They were ambitious before and prepared to do a big fight, but as a result, the first action was yellow, how can this continue.
Moreover, the kid was more difficult to deal with than they thought, not only powerful but also insidious.
"Huh! What are you afraid of, is it just a failure! We research and study, we can always find a way to deal with the kid, don't you want his baby?"
Wan Qingzi said angrily.
As soon as they heard the baby, the few people who originally flinched, immediately showed their firmness.
"Continue to work, I don't believe it. The kid really has three heads and six arms. He can still play with our group of seniors!"
"That's right, what's so scary, isn't it a furry kid!"
They patted their chests, and their fighting spirit rose again.
"Go! Go back!"
Wan Qingzi turned around and spearheaded.
On the other side, after returning to the body, Tang Hao took out two treasures and looked at them, smiling with delight.
"I want to see, what mystery is this clock!"
Tang Hao picked up the clock, flicked it, and studied it carefully.
After a moment, he showed a sudden look and hummed: "So that's the case! This Zhongzhuan Zhenshen soul, they want to waste my soul!"
"Oh! It's a pity! It's just cheaper for me!"
Mumbling, Tang Hao sneered.
"This is a good baby!"
Tang Hao played around again and put it away.
The magic weapon dedicated to dealing with the soul is quite rare, not to mention the treasure level.
Then he picked up the god's virtual streamer, immersed it in a ray of soul consciousness, and checked it.
There are countless gold armor fighters in the stream, and there are countless gold armor, but there are few ghosts and gods, and there are few ghosts and gods. I am afraid that there are only dozens of them. As for the Buddha level, there is no one.
Withdrawing the soul consciousness, Tang Hao estimated it.
If all these imaginary gods are swallowed, it is estimated that he can make his soul more powerful, and the fighting power of the spirit can greatly overtake the body and reach the level of mid-questioning.
But his body is limited to cultivation, and even with the methods of the Bahuang Halberd, he still cannot reach the middle stage.
"Not bad!"
Tang Haowei shrugged, showing satisfaction.
At the moment, he unfolded the god's virtual streamer, first released all the golden armored fighters, and then the gods got out of their wits, sucked in, and swallowed them clean.
Then he called out ghosts and gods and swallowed a respect.
After the spirit returned to the consciousness, he put away the god's virtual streamer. This stream had no virtual god, and it was useless for the time being, but it was a treasure after all.
"gone!"
He stood up, took the formation, and left with satisfaction.
He did not go back to the southern region, but walked along the coast to the eastern region, traveling around.
Along the way, he vaguely had some insights.
When he reached a mountain, he stopped and took out the Taoist tree and planted it in a valley. He sat under the Taoist tree and began to realize.
This sitting is more than a month.
The valley was silent, until this day, there was a sudden gust of wind above the valley.
Then, the situation changed drastically, and the world changed color.