Vol 3 Chapter 898: Retreat
"You mean?"
The queen of war knew the aftereffects, and then seemed to think of something, and her body couldn't restrain herself.
Obviously, Feng Hao went to the origin spar.
Seeing that the King of War was still in a daze, the King of the Ancients said with a dark face, "What are you still doing? Stop it!"
Supreme Taoism they don't want to.
Even the burning gods did not suppress Fenghao. Now they ... dared to say that the demigods are not enough to mention.
Now the only thing I want is to let Feng Hao quickly leave the Demon Cemetery, so as not to be hit by the fire demon.
"Uh, right! Right! Stop it!"
Huh!
The king of war swept away in the direction of the altar of the demon cemetery. The ancient **** king followed closely, and the two **** kings dripped with fine sweat on their foreheads.
If the law of the devil's cemetery collapses this time, the Emperor of God will be born ... they will certainly not have good fruit to eat.
In more serious cases, for example, the original spar has been stolen by Feng Hao, then ... they also dig a pit by themselves and sleep forever ...
The kind that never wakes up.
"What kind of Supreme Taoism is this? It's just terrifying."
The ancient God King always wondered why a demi-god strong in Xuanxian ancestor in Fenghao District got such a treasure.
You can even drive it perfectly.
It wasn't until they burned the gods that they could capture a trace.
When the ancient King of God and the King of War entered the altar, when they saw that there was nothing under the altar, they only felt that their heads had been hammered.
The brain seeds buzzed.
Gone!
The original spar, which was more than ten feet high, disappeared, and the bottom of the altar was empty, not even a stone remained.
"Ah ... Feng Hao!"
The ancient King of God suddenly drank madly, his hair was spread out, and the whole man was crazy.
"No forgiveness, no forgiveness!"
The body of Zhan Wangqi shuddered. I never expected that they would be one step late, and the original spar was taken away by Feng Hao directly.
The key point is no movement, and the speed is still fast.
It's almost invincible.
The King of the Ancients stood on the ground of the empty altar with a blank head, which kept their original spar for millions of years and was stolen by Feng Hao.
The war king scolded: "Shameless, I have never seen such a brazen person."
"What's the use of scolding? The original spar is gone. What you should think about is how can I explain to the Emperor ..." Shen Gu, the ancient god.
"Just said that he was stolen. This man has the Supreme Taoist, who can stop him?"
The King of War did not feel that this matter had much to do with them.
The enemy is too strong, and they can't help it.
Moreover, it is still the Supreme Taoist, burning **** can not suppress it, what else can it do? They didn't do it on purpose.
The ancient King of God looked at the demon cemetery that was reddened by the sky fire, and was silent for a long time before he said, "The original spar was taken away by Feng Hao. To us ... it is not all bad, at least, it has lost its origin Spar, the law of the devil's cemetery will be scattered, this is free ... "
The king of wars froze, then nodded.
This should be a blessing in misfortune.
They are free!
But thinking about it like this, the king of war suddenly found that he didn't seem to hate Fenghao too much!
He even felt that Feng Hao helped him release.
In the end, King Swire said, "Wait a minute ... God Emperor is about to recover and come back, ready to deal with the world calamity!"
The king of war did not speak.
In the only eyeball left, a ray of magma shot out ...
...
At the same time, Feng Hao, who had taken away the spar from the avenue below the altar, left the demon cemetery with the help of Fengzhou without any obstruction during the period.
Even ... passing through the middle of the sky fire falling from the Nine Heavens without any problem.
The next second, Feng Hao appeared on the cliff.
That is, Tianmo Mountain.
At this moment, Tianmo Mountain is also a mess. Many half-walk ancestral hills are now barely burned by the sky fire. This kind of sky fire can even compete with the gravekeepers of the God Devil's Cemetery. Half-walk ancestors are able to stand alone. Easy.
Xiuwei has also gone.
However, compared to the Devil's Cemetery, Tianmo Mountain is still less affected.
"There is no half-way ancestor of Tianmo Mountain falling, indicating that this fire is still concentrated in the demon cemetery ... These guys still arrogant to the demon ... Even the sky fire can no longer be seen."
Feng Hao is in a good mood now.
Because the purpose of this trip was achieved, the same ... and unexpected gains, that is to know that there are still such a group of old immortals in the demon cemetery.
I just do n’t know if those big brothers in Xuanxian ancestors knew.
"Xiao Hei and the little ball made me rush back to Yuhua Emperor Zong ... but look at Luo Fan first, after all, this road has a spare tire, and he can't let him go wrong."
Feng Hao murmured in a low voice.
Then, with the help of Fengzhou, he headed towards Luo Fan and the hills where the ancestors of this group of half-walks.
On the lonely cliff peak of Tianmo Mountain, this is originally the peak of Li Chongyang, the emperor of Emperor Yuzong, but now it has become the ownerless thing. More amazing is that the other peaks were raged by the sky fire.
The only lonely cliff is intact.
At this moment, on the Lone Cliff Peak, a half-way ancestor shook his head and sighed, "Heaven, this is Heist!"
"Which **** isn't it? The fire demon in the nineth heaven is becoming more powerful. The fire will come with it, and there will always be a day of exhaustion."
"That's what it says. There will always be a day of exhaustion for all energy, but ... Feng Hao entered the cliff, and has not yet returned. I am afraid that it is more ferocious and less fortunate."
"It has nothing to do with us. It is not that we are forcing him to go to the cliff. He thinks that he can be as powerful as Xuanyuan, the master of the avenue. It is no wonder that we are looking for the spar of the road.
One-and-a-half trail ancestors, you say a word to me, with a trace of frown between your brows.
Everything was fine.
Suddenly the sky fell to heaven and fire, like the scene of the end of the day.
Just then, Luo Fan in the corner said, "Feng Hao ... nothing will happen."
"Ok?"
"Oh?"
"That ’s how you know this baby? Even Jie Xuanyuan entered the cliff, and eventually was forced to survive in the form of avatar. He is fierce ... is it better than Jie Xuanyuan?"
Half the trail ancestors were funny.
Even the masters of the world did not end well. A half-walker ancestor who was slightly stronger than them was able to retreat?
Although they don't know what's at the end of the cliff land, but for millions of years, they don't know how many immortals have buried themselves at the bottom of the cliff.
There is no clue as to what exists below.
"That being said, but ... Feng Hao will never die."
Luo Fan was right.
He didn't know where to come from, but just felt that ... Feng Hao would not fall so easily.
Some people don't look strong, but they just don't have the worry of life.
At this time, Feng Hao's voice suddenly sounded over the lonely cliff peak: "Luo Fan, it seems you still know me well?"
