Kowloon Daozu

Chapter 1116 The author has collapsed (depressed)
The cultivation base of that Jiaolong has the eighth level of Nirvana.

Faced with the sudden appearance of Qin Hao, he didn't show the slightest panic. After all, his strength is only second level!

In its eyes, it is only a little bigger than an ant.

Even being hit by it is no different from scratching it!

However, at this time, his eyes still showed deep shock, not for anything else, but because of Qin Hao's move to break free from his control just now,
It made his blood boil, and at this moment, a different emotion arose in his heart.

That is, no matter what, you must catch the other party and force him to ask about his skills.

The cold murderous intent raged around it, unable to cause the slightest damage to its body,
However, following Qin Hao's punch, everyone's eyes fell on him one after another!

boom……

There was a muffled sound, the ground trembled slightly, and there was a lot of sarcasm in the eyes of many people.

"Haha, I don't have the awareness to be an ant when I'm an ant. This punch didn't even hurt my skin, so I'm ashamed to shoot it."

"The weak human race has never been able to face the real self. A group of creatures at the bottom of the pyramid still have delusions against the sky."

"Even if there are very few geniuses, they are only worthy of carrying shoes for our ancient races."

……

The ear-piercing sarcasm pierced people's hearts, and many people around were angry and stared at Qin Hao unkindly.

There is a lot of blame in his eyes!
Even if you can break free from the other party's captivity, even if you escape, no one will laugh at you.

He didn't know what to do, and he didn't even have the right to hurt someone's hair. This caused the entire human race to be ridiculed.

In an instant, many people regarded Qin Hao as a sinner of the human race.

Without any memory of before, he killed the demon butterfly, forced the people of the Shura clan, and urged the blood to return to the ancestors, revealing the scene of the phantom of the ancestors.

"idiot!"

At this time, a voice of disdain suddenly sounded, and people all looked at Liang Hao in the air.

I saw him holding the giant ax in both hands, looking at the people below with contempt.

"Yes, this person is an idiot, a sinner of our human race, this kind of person is not worthy of being a human being!"

Someone close to the ancient clans jumped out and accused Qin Hao loudly.

Hearing his words, Liang Hao's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent, and he scanned the crowd.

Remember all those who provoked troubles in your heart!

However, there are also many people who show humiliation, but facing the powerful alien race, the human race has no masters to sit in command, and they have no courage to resist the opponent.

Under normal circumstances, among the same level, the human race is not the opponent's opponent, unless there are some people with a monstrous appearance.

Just like Liang Hao, this talented monster!

However, following people's ridicule, many people gradually felt that something was wrong.

Because the strong man of the Jiaolong clan turned pale, and his body couldn't help shaking!
Looking carefully, there are blood beads the size of rice grains appearing on his body surface.

Miserable!

hold head high……

In an instant, the strong man raised his head to the sky and roared, and the huge roar of the dragon tore apart the sky and the earth.

A huge dragon with a length of more than ten feet appeared behind him, staring at Qin Hao viciously.

At this time, people saw that the phantom was already covered with scars.

Especially in the chest area, there is a huge blood hole, which is still emitting a mysterious aura!
"Dragon breath?"

In the field, there are very few people with vicious eyes, who can see that the aura is the root of the dragon.

Dragon Qi from the blood!

Moreover, only then did they realize that the strong man seemed to be imprisoned by a force, unable to move at all.

Vigorous struggles can only increase one's dragon energy in vain and speed up the overflow.

In the air, Liang Hao looked at Qin Hao with twitching eyelids, and an inexplicable thought rose in his heart.

"Could it be...he is really my uncle Qin Hao?"

I alone remember that my father told him before leaving that the mysterious strong man was the original Nine Dragon Emperor——Qin Hao.

But when he returns again, perhaps his cultivation will be much worse than before. If he finds its trace, he will do his best to protect the comfort of the other party even if he dies.

This was Liang Pengxiang's thoughts after experiencing many times of Qin Hao's death and greatly reducing his cultivation base.

Although he wanted to meet his brother, but at the time, time was tight and he couldn't wait.

"It's a pity... those uncles and uncles are all gone, no, there is still one unlucky guy staying here."

Pong...

At the moment when Qin Hao's thoughts turned, a muffled sound suddenly came from the strong man of the iron tower.

A mist of blood came out through his body, and then flew towards the nine-story restaurant in a dispirited manner.

The consumption of dragon energy in his body made it impossible for him to even maintain walking.

The moment it flew out, it instantly turned into a huge dragon full of scars.

Pong...

From a distance, it looks like a piece of bloody flesh, drawn on top of the nine-story pagoda.

The moment it landed, countless dust splashed up, and many people who were cultivating in the tower were alarmed.

A stern, handsome young man walked out from the eighth floor, frowning slightly.

Endless murderous aura soared into the sky, immediately causing the world to roll with monster aura, turning into bone-piercing cold wind and whistling.

He said coldly: "You are so courageous, who dares to hurt members of my Jiaolong clan!"

buzzing...

The void vibrated, and invisible ripples immediately enveloped all directions.

A palm-sized black butterfly also flew out from the eighth floor, and the faint mental fluctuations immediately spread to all directions.

"Even dare to kill people from my Demon Butterfly Clan, court death!"

When everyone saw the magic disc, the people who had been hiding far away rushed towards the distance again.

All know its horrors!
It is certain that the demon cultivator has reached a certain level, and turning into a human form is conducive to cultivation.

But it also lost the essence of the show!
However, there are also some who still retain their original bodies. As pure demon cultivators, their strength is even more tyrannical to the extreme.

"Just now I was shocked by Shura's blood. Could it be that someone even killed my book boy?"

At this time, a cold-blooded and heartless voice sounded, and those people looked at the eighth floor with pale faces.

I saw a young man with only the third level of Nirvana, who looked extremely ugly, and was covered in black as stubborn iron, walking out slowly.

The scarlet eyes scanned the surroundings, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Until the last person appeared, Liang Hao's expression changed somewhat.

"That... that's Bo Luoye, a genius young man from the Asura Clan. It is said that this person has already cultivated the Asura Demon Physique, and his combat power cannot be divided by realm at all!"

"If you just compete with the physical body, even if the Flood Dragon Clan and the Demon Butterfly are on top, they are not his opponents!"

"No, you are wrong. Even if it is a real battle, those two people are not his opponents. Don't forget, what is the talent of the Asura clan!"

"The more you fight, the braver you are, the more you fight to the death, you never retreat..."

Many people uttered fearful voices, and looked at Po Luoye with deep horror.

But at this moment, that blood-red gaze fell on Qin Hao.

"It's you……"

PS: Two updates today.

I received a notice from the boss yesterday that Good Fortune will be on shelves on Friday, and I am very depressed.

It is said that I kneel on both sides in PK, but our three fantasy books all kneel in one round, and the other two books have two rounds of PK.

I just don't...

The author is depressed, and has been thinking about whether to write that book!

It's just heartbreaking...

(End of this chapter)