Chapter 388： Heirs of big shots

"you!"

Hearing Su Hao's words, Na Wenyuan spouted blood again, but his body's evil spirit went even further.

Su Hao didn't care about this, but looked at Wen Song who was condensing the blood of the Balrog.

But right now!

A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Hao, his hands were like eagle claws and grabbed Su Hao's throat.

It was the old man surnamed Hao who had been guarding Wensong in black robe.

The palm of his hand turned dark black, giving people a feeling of corroding everything, and it should have brought some toxins with innocence when he shot it.

The moment it approached Su Hao's throat, the speed suddenly burst out, filling Su Hao's head.

Clang!

His hand was on Su Hao's throat, but he could not scratch Su Hao's throat, but he left a dark handprint, which looked very red.

"Poisonous!"

Su Hao suddenly breathed in the mask, his figure retreated, and he exited the range of the poisonous smoke.

looked at the black-clothed old man who shot.

The black-clothed old man had just taken his claws, but he was actually confusing Su Hao. He knew that his attack could not break Su Hao's defense, but he still shot it because his cultivation was a poisonous attack.

Poison is his weapon of murder.

"You have already dealt with my poison attack. Once you use True Qi, those toxins will enter your body through your skin!"

The black robe old man looked at Su Hao coldly.

"But I won't kill you. After the young master has integrated the Balrog bloodline, let the young master kill you!"

"Hmm! Really? Do you think your poison can do anything to me? It's just a joke I made to you."

Su Hao rubbed the dark mark on his throat and said coldly.

When he was speaking, the mark that originally floated on Su Hao's throat was suddenly replaced by King Kong and disappeared.

"You take pictures of me too!"

While Su Hao was talking, he blasted the black-robed old man with a stick.

The black robe old man was shocked. He wanted to avoid Su Hao's stick, but found that he couldn't hide at all, but he also wanted to hide.

But he found that a huge force of gravity was pressing on him, and he could only watch the long stick rushing towards him.

But he didn't notice that his body was broken, only that the long stick touched his chest lightly.

"Is this stick not powerful!"

Just as he was thinking like this in his heart, a suffocating aura erupted from the long stick and rushed directly towards his body.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　嘭! Under this vigor, his whole body flew out, a mouthful of blood also spurted out, and his body was wrapped in a suffocating aura, and he couldn't move at all.

"No one is stopping me now!"

Su Hao walked towards Na Wensong carrying the magic stick.

At this time, the blood mark of Wen Song had already entered his body, as if he had also felt the danger. The blood mark in his body was broken into pieces when Su Hao arrived in front of him.

The Balrog bloodline mark behind him is perfectly formed on his back.

He opened his eyes, and there was a red light in his eyes, because of the eagerness, his blood mark was a little unstable, which made him unable to stabilize the fierceness of the Balrog.

"Damn human beings, you want to kill me and let me end you!"

When he was speaking, the blood of the flame demon behind him continued to radiate light, blood-red streaks, began to extend on his back, and then covered his whole body.

While covering the whole body, Wen Song's body also changed, and the whole body was wrapped in flames.

A brutal, bloodthirsty, desolate, and ancient aura radiated from him, and then the flame continued to expand, and endless heat continued to radiate everywhere, and layers of mist appeared throughout the valley.

Roar!

With a huge roar, a flame demon of dozens of feet appeared in the valley, and the valley suddenly turned into a huge furnace, exuding billowing heat.

"The Flame Demon, Master has completely absorbed Qin Wanli's blood mark!"

At this time, the black-robed old man who was injured by Su Hao looked at the flame demon that Wen Song had transformed, his face was hot and excited.

Wen Song, who was in the form of a flame demon, looked at Su Hao with an angry look in his eyes.

There is a feeling in his heart that he wants to kill the person in front of him.

A palm was shot, and the palm was sent out. Suddenly, a hot stream of flames flew out, transforming into a flame dragon, and bombarded Su Hao.

When he was out of his palm, the flames on his body turned into a stream of flames, and they also turned into flood dragons.

These flame dragons flocked to Su Hao at the same time, like a galloping horse.

Su Hao narrowed his eyes. He had seen Murong Yue’s bloodline before, but he had never seen Murong Yue’s transformation.

After this Wen Song absorbed the blood of Qin Wanli, he really turned into a flame demon, which surprised him a little bit.

"Huh!"

Su Hao slapped those swarming flame dragons, all shattered by the power generated by the big hands, and turned into flames.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 But the flames gathered again, forming a huge dragon and roaring.

Su Hao waved his hand but found that when he smashed these flames, these flames were constantly reorganizing.

"Ok!"

When Su Hao smashed the flame dragon with one palm, he also understood in his heart.

"This flame dragon originated from the flame demon. If you don't kill the flame demon, these flames will not disappear!"

Su Hao directly ignored the flame dragon in front of him, and hit Wen Song who was incarnate as a fire demon with a stick.

Wen Song, who was incarnate as a flame demon, seemed to feel the threat of this stick, and immediately took his magma-like arms, and fisted towards Su Hao's magic stick.

Boom!

The two forces collided, Su Hao’s magic wand directly smashed his arms, UU reading www.uukánshu.com blasted on his body.

But after the flame demon shattered, he gathered together again, without any injuries, he roared towards Su Hao.

Su Hao blasted a stick again and smashed it to pieces. The flame demon regrouped again, but Su Hao found that the flame energy on his body was a little less.

"The blood of the flame demon is really interesting!"

Su Hao looked at this situation, feeling a little bit as if this Wen Song was also in the middle of life and death.

Su Hao might still have a little difficulty trying to kill the opponent.

But this Wen Song's strength hasn't reached the level of life and death, so under Su Hao's continuous chaos, he quickly transformed into a human form.

The man-made Wen Song is a bit miserable.

The blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the meridians burst on his body, and a stream of blood kept flowing out.

There was a trace of fear in his eyes at this time.

He didn't expect that a person he had offended accidentally, in his eyes, belonged to an ant-like person, who had such a powerful strength.

"Who are you? My father and I are from Wanbao Pavilion. If you kill us, you will definitely be wanted by Wanbao Pavilion!"

Wensong roared.

He wanted Wanbao Pavilion to threaten Su Hao and let them go.

But he didn't know that Su Hao hadn't really put the threat in his eyes since he had traveled through.

He walked slowly in front of Wen Song.

The magic stick in his hand slowly lifted to pierce Wen Song's head with a stick.

"You can't kill the young master, the young master is the heir of a big man, you kill him and the big man will not let you go!"

At this time, the black-robed Uncle Hao yelled at Su Hao.