Chapter 1182

Among the people who besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Hao, only a few of the Yu ethnic groups were human, and the others were all kinds of flood and wasteland species. Therefore, in front of the googlean mountains, the rest were human except the flood and wasteland species that were scared out of action.

At this time, they heard Shi Hao's slightly excited inquiry. Their bodies trembled subconsciously. Isn't that enough food for you?

Baiduan mountain is a rare opportunity in the whole barren area. Almost all forces sent the most outstanding disciples of their family to googlean mountain.

There are countless sons of princes and tens of thousands of species left by the flood and famine, among which there are many pure blood creatures. It can be imagined that the number of the older generation escorting so many talents into the googlean mountains is absolutely amazing.

Although they did not count in detail, the formation of falling wing rain and thigh rain added up to thousands.

Now the boy who is stronger than the pure blood fierce beast is not satisfied and wants to wait for the stronger ones in the flood and wasteland ethnic groups to retaliate.

Whether it was the talent left behind by the flood who was paralyzed by fear, or the leader of the major forces of the human race, they did not doubt the authenticity of Shi Hao's words.

The golden bowl as bright as the sun, the silver light blade emitted from the fight, is like a Heavenly Sword. When harvesting and planting food, the old generation's flood seeds have no resistance under the attack of the silver light blade.

The older generation who sent young talents to the googlean mountains for trial not only had elders of all ethnic groups, but even some kings. So many strong people were enough to attack an ancient country.

However, under the power of the golden bowl, some special parts of the body, whether ordinary slaves or the king of the wild seeds, seemed to fall off automatically and fly into the golden bowl.

The power of the golden bowl is really frightening, but the young man who controls the golden bowl is even more frightening.

Is it the venerable? Is it a God? Or a higher realm.

Some Terran strongmen who have seen the venerable hand shake their heads one after another. The venerable in their ethnic group does not have such power.

Those venerable people may be able to crush a powerful monarch, but they can't crush thousands of powerful monarchs.

"Is there a God in front of you?"

Everyone trembled. The venerable one is invincible in the wasteland. If the person in front of him is a God, who can compete in the wasteland?

As for the higher realm, they have dared not think about it.

A God is enough to frighten any force in the wasteland, not to mention the power of the golden bowl, which is even more frightening and frightening from the depths of the soul.

Especially those birds and animals, the golden bowl left a nightmare shadow in their hearts.

The golden bowl is like the tableware eaten by the gods. They are the ingredients of the gods. They will never forget the feeling that special parts of the body suddenly fall off.

Although their wings and legs can grow with energy, the fear brought by the golden bowl can no longer be eliminated.

The weakness and fear of becoming Chinese food are deeply imprinted in their souls, and may be passed on and branded in their blood.

"Ling'er, do you know the young man?"

In the sky, a huge palace was suspended, bright and magnificent. Huo linger was in the palace, staring at Zhou Yang and Shi Hao. A gentle voice of divine consciousness sounded in her ears.

Huo ling'er subconsciously nodded. She never thought that the bear child was so strong. Zhou Yang with him was even more terrible.

Harvesting the seeds left by flood and famine is just like harvesting the straw in the field, which is natural and aesthetic.

She and nine lions were at the exit, separated from Zhou Yang and Shi Hao.

Shi Hao cut through the entire googlean mountain range and all the flood and wasteland species he was hostile to. Even some rampant and tyrannical flood and wasteland species were put into his huge black heaven and earth bag by Shi Hao.

"It seems that the wasteland is going to be chaotic."

The fire emperor said leisurely, with a slight sigh in his voice.

Although he came here only a wisp of incarnation, he can still feel that Zhou Yang's strength is far beyond the venerable. Perhaps only the strong among the gods can be so detached.

A God walking in the wilderness will bring earth shaking changes to the whole wilderness. Perhaps many peak ethnic groups and ancient countries will be destroyed because of it.

"How do you... Know who they are?"

A glowing old man stood trembling in place. If nine lions hadn't pulled him, he might have been pulled by a friend to besiege Zhou Yang and Shi Hao.

The people who besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Hao were not dismembered by Shi Hao because of the genius of their ethnic group, but because they knew that Zhou Yang and Shi Hao packed the whole googlean mountain.

The great opportunities in the googlean mountains, the strong of the older generation, are also coveted, but they can't enter due to the rules of the small world.

Now a young man and a young man who look about 20 years old have looted all the treasures in the googlean mountains. How can they not be excited.

Baiduan mountain is the place where saints and sages fell, because there are the magic tools of ancient saints and the treasure of pure blood creatures, which are enough to make any princes crazy.

"I... i

The nine lions stopped talking. He couldn't say it.

He wanted to take Shi Hao as his servant. As a result, Shi Hao slapped him in his hand. The strength gap was too big. Nine lions promised to be Shi Hao's younger brother.

He would never admit that Shi Hao used him as a mount.

"Okay, okay... Okay..."

The old man of the nine lions was pleasantly surprised.

He saw the complex color in the eyes of the nine lions. Obviously, the nine lions were suppressed by Shi Hao, and now they came out intact.

Maybe the nine lions were taken as mounts by the two terrible demon kings. What does that matter.

The great wilderness is a world of the jungle. The nine lions have their own pride. If ordinary people want to accept their family, they will be washed with blood.

However, if powerful gods want to take them as mounts, they will not refuse.

Their ancestors used to be the mounts of ancient saints, which shook the heavens. In front of the real strong, there was no arrogance, only strength.

Moreover, from the expression of the nine lions, it is not as simple as taking them as mounts. Otherwise, the two great demons will ride out with nine lions.

The old man of the nine lions will not arrogantly think that the two great demons are afraid of the strong of the nine lions, so they show mercy to the nine lions.

Among the many flood and wasteland seeds just harvested by the golden bowl, many forces are much stronger than the nine lions. Among those forces, there are dignitaries.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yang shook his head and rejected Shi Hao's proposal.

If you can come to several real immortals to retaliate against them, Zhou Yang doesn't mind waiting. In the current situation, at most, several kings, princes and zuns peep around, and few dare to take action.

The real immortal of the perfect world is in the eighth level realm in Wanjie building, while the king, Hou and Zun are in the fourth and fifth level realm in Wanjie building. He, a strong man of the Ninth level realm, kills the flood and wasteland seeds of the fourth and fifth level realm here, which is a complete waste of time.

"Little fat man, little brother, we'll go to Kunpeng's nest in Beihai to inherit Kunpeng's heritage. There are ten fierce treasures there. Will you go together?"

Shi Hao's big black gem eyes suddenly burst into bright light and shouted loudly.

Zhou Yang, "······".

Huo linger, nine lions, etc., "······".

He must have done it on purpose!