Chapter 147 Fall
At this moment, Qin Hao still closed his eyes, but he was like a fierce demon, with a stone tablet suspended behind him, holding the Heavenly Emperor's sword in his hand, brave and invincible, sweeping the monks.
Let's go together and kill our common enemy!
All forces are shouting that the most important thing now is to kill Qin Hao, not to kill each other, but no matter how they use it, less than 5% survived.
The sword spirit shot by the Heavenly Emperor's sword is hot, cold and sharp, which can destroy everything. Even if it is a spiritual weapon, it can be directly cut off, and the fierceness can be seen!
"Qin Hao, you kill my son, I want to eat your meat!" Shangguan Yulong held a pink fairy sword, rolled and hid it, and stabbed at Qin Hao.
Puff!
Qin Hao's sword was flirting, and an invisible sword light quickly crossed, directly cutting Shangguan Yulong in half. The fairy sword was picked up by a monk and wanted to sneak away, but as soon as he turned around, he was suppressed by the stone tablet falling above his head.
With Qin Hao as the center, it is vigorous and fierce. People keep falling down and people dying. The more so, the more people are besieging, like the tide.
However, some people do the opposite, unfold their methods, and generally flee for their lives. Yinglian, Hou Yueming, Nangong Yiyi, Mu Ziyan, Aonuo and others are listed here.
Ying Lianhua took a group into a palace and sneered, "Let Qin Hao kill first, and finally kill Qin Hao!"
"What the prince said is that the fishermen compete with each other and the fishermen get profits. Let's just be that fisherman!" The old monk who had been bullied by Qin Hao and Bei Chenxing on Nether Island smiled flattery.
Ying Lianhua nodded, but her mood was quite heavy. There were many people who wanted to benefit from fishermen. They were afraid that there would be too many fishermen and be caught by the deepest hidden black hands.
There are many people who have the same idea as Ying Lianhua. They have noticed that things are unexpectedly abnormal. They thought that the treasure house of Zhantian would be the source of the rise, but looking at the current situation, I'm afraid it has really become a hot spring of death.
In a fairy hall, there are eight monks led by young people in white. The young man in white is extremely handsome. He has a green jade wrench on his thumb and keeps fiddling with his fingers. He sits on a chair with a gloomy and terrible face.
"Young master, what do you want to do now?" The old man below, like a mortal, asked carefully.
"I know what to do!" The young man in white suddenly broke out and roared, "It's all the information provided by you idiots, saying that the treasure house of war is endless, but now, he hasn't seen it and has been forced to fight. What do you do?"
The other seven people were angry, but still explained, "Young master, no one expected to keep such a hand after the death of the King of War, but don't worry, we will send you out safely!"
Well, that's almost the same. It's not a waste of the family to raise you for so many years!
The teenager in white snorted coldly, and his face was a little calm, but his eyes were full of hatred, and there were many strange faces like these eight people. They all had the same characteristics. The number of people was small and their breath was restrained, just like mortals.
However, in another hall, tens of thousands of monks gathered, all of whom were noble and fierce. They were powerful and their eyes were cold, like a fierce and arrogant lone wolf. They looked at everyone coldly and shouted, "You are the most elite warriors of the Protos. Today, they will definitely kill Qin Hao!"
Yes, Dear Wang!
The monk knelt on the ground humbly, shouted loudly, and then recovered his real body. He turned out to be an aposian in golden armor, holding a spear and blonde with golden eyes!
The leader also returned to the body of the Protoss, wearing a golden armor, as hot as the newborn sun, shining, with blonde hair casually behind his head, on both sides of his cheeks, with short, golden beards like steel needles under Han, golden eyes bursting golden light, unwavering, like a fierce golden lion.
This person is Qin Lingxue's father, Ling Shangtian!
Ling Shangtian, in Lingshi, is not a genius, but he is determined, ferocious and fierce. He is a staunch supporter of the invasion of all worlds, and presides over the penetration of the chaotic Star Sea and Yiyue Ice Island.
"King, you are worried about the princess!" A servant-like Protoss came forward and asked in a low voice.
Ling Shangtian shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm worried that she will be the enemy of the Protoss after she understands the truth. She has amazing talent and the magical power of the two races. It would be a pity if we are the enemy!"
The servant comforted and said, "King, you don't need to worry. The princess has killed the stiling people and is extremely disgusted by the stinginging people. Now she has only been captured by the Emperor of Heaven, and she will never be betrayed by the Protoss!"
"Well, when I kill Qin Hao, I will naturally save him. Daughter, don't let your father down!" A murderous flashed in Ling Shangtian's eyes.
The monks with bad intentions hid their hidden strength. The rest of the monks were either scattered immortals or some small sect monks. Their strength was not strong. They followed the siege of Qin Hao, but they really died!
Qin Hao's sword and the sun arrow in the other hand, the monument is ten thousand feet, and he is invincible. The killing monks cry and howls.
Use spells and seals to blow him up!
There are monks roaring, and yes, although they are besieging, there are not many people who really fight with Qin Hao. If they throw the charm seal, it will be different. The spells and charms all over the sky are shrouded, and even gods should be blown to death!
The magic vine is entangled!
The flames are burning!
Ice for thousands of miles!
The meteorite fell from the sky!
The explosion symbol!
Extreme ice lock charm!
Yinsha needle!
............
Without the monk's reservation, the magic weapons, seals and magic weapons that can attack from a distance have been used, and even some monks threw out several fairy charms. For a time, Qin Hao was wrapped in thousands of vicious magic weapons, strong * weapons and charms!
But the monks were surprised to find that everything in front of them was still!
Fuck, how can this guy do it!
Fuck, it's okay. Keep throwing!
............
After the shock, it was crazy. The besieged monk threw the charm and magic weapon at Qin Hao, all showing a ferocious smile. Such a charm was enough to burn the sea to destroy the world, and could not kill a monk.
Qin Hao, in the center, still closed his eyes. On his head, the chain of domination was suspended like a dragon, emitting brilliant divine light, mastering all attacks and prohibiting them from bursting and attacking.
As the next wave of magic weapons and charms are thrown out, the runes on the chain of domination begin to crack, one after another, and the chain also shows signs of disintegration.
In Qin Hao's body, infinite divine power swarmed from the bones and blood, but this is not the point. The point is that Qin Hao has mastered the immortal road.
Open!
Qin Hao opened his eyes, and the two divine lights penetrated the blue sea and shot into the sky. The divine chain shook dramatically and collapsed directly, while the charms, magic weapons, spells and so on flew around.
Boom!
The roar continued together, like destroying the world. Countless monks were blown into powder, bright red, and even shattered the protective array of the blue sea fairy mansion. The sea water poured in and crushed some fairy palaces. Together, there were a large number of demons in the sea and began to attack the unconscious monks crazily.
The sea is rolling, and the sea water stained with blood is spreading, filling the fairy hall and spreading around.
Ling Shangtian came to the sea and looked at the blue sea that was constantly dyed red under his feet. He was so angry that he wanted the bloody battle ten thousand years ago to repeat. Dream!
But some people are panicked. It's really sad that so many monks besieged Qin Hao alone, but countless monks died, but Qin Hao?
Haha, finally died, he finally died!
Some monks reacted and shouted that the emperor died and died in their hands. What a sense of accomplishment!
Ying Lianhua and others tightened their eyebrows. They could not feel that Qin Hao was dead and could not be sure that he was alive, but could they survive the violent seal burst at that time?
Ask yourself, no monks present can be sure that even if there is a treasure, they will be sucked into by the space turbulence, lost in the space turbulence, and die!
He is really dead!
Dongfang Xiao and others were both nervous and excited. They were afraid that Qin Hao would still be alive after the excitement, and they were so excited that they finally killed this guy!
Half an hour has passed, and Qin Hao still hasn't appeared. Now, I'm finally sure that Qin Hao is dead, but there are still hundreds of thousands of monks left. What should I do?
The Bihai Cave has been destroyed, and the monks can only float on the sea. Here, flying is a luxury!
Bears stood tens of thousands of strong proto gods, with golden armor and blonde hair, the brightest and most powerful. Like a high god, they looked down at the monks from all sides and said, "You kill indiscriminately. How much you die!"
"Fuck your mother's fart, what are you and dare to talk to us like this? All the monks, how we fight, that's also a matter of the world of Hongmeng, but these guys quietly entered the world of Hongmeng, and their hearts can be killed. All the Taoist friends killed these guys who invaded our world!" A righteous Sanxian questioned loudly, sacrificed a flying sword, and cut off the head of Ling Shangtian.
A strong contemptuous look flashed in Ling Shangtian's eyes. His fingers flew a little, and with a fluffy sound, he directly burst the flying sword. At one point, he blew the monk into powder.
Kill!
The monks on the verge of collapse besieged the strong of the Protoss from all directions, and even Ying Lianhua and others moved. Of course, these guys have their own plans. At present, the Protos is the most powerful of the forces of all parties. If they don't take advantage of this consumption and enter the two spaces behind, no one will compete.
You are looking for death!
Ling Shangtian sneered. In this space, who can defeat him? Even if Qin Hao is not dead, he is not his opponent, let alone these people!
The Wrath of the Gods!
A blood-red spear appeared in Ling Shangtian's hand, which shot out angrily. As soon as it came to the momentum, it directly shot Ao Nuo, and the bones were empty!
Ants, die, Protos warriors, kill with me!
Ling Shangtian's body ripples with the vast divine power, which is integrated with the breath of the strong gods, like a sharp blade, fiercely inserted into the monks. Some monks retreated directly by the momentum and retreated.
"Don't be afraid, Taoist friends, attack one person with all your strength!" Some people shouted in the group of monks.
With a sound, a strong Protos burst silently, which was also an encouragement. The more monks joined forces to attack one of them, instantly killing dozens of Protos.