Chapter 823

The whole audience turned black. Why is the voice so similar to that bastard Wang Hao!?

It's also an accident. You should be able to flow painlessly!

It's a surprise. It's just a shock.

Also happy, in addition to the heart called MMP, no other ideas.

When the whole audience looked up, they saw that the golden ZuLong with a length of ten thousand meters appeared again, and the people surrounded by three beauties on the faucet were not Wang Hao. Who else!?

Wang Hao waved to the crowd and shouted, "do you miss me?"

Think!

Miss you!

At this moment, the whole audience was completely angry, and found that this bastard was really disgusting. He not only ignored them again and again, but also played tricks on them again and again.

This uncle can bear it, and so can my aunt!

"Kill..."

Immediately, there was a sound of killing, and more than 600 gods were angry and killed Wang Hao.

"I'll go. These guys are so unfriendly." Wang Hao said innocently.

Little fox looked at Wang Hao admiringly. She wanted to know what level of disaster Wang Hao was. Why did she get there and bring disaster there!?

"Boom..."

At this time, countless golden thunders in the sky suddenly roared out, turning into a huge golden Thunder Dragon with a length of 100000 meters. The whole body flowed with golden thunder light, which was very fierce. Then, it dived down rapidly and lit up the whole sky.

Wang Hao turned his head to see Zhao Yiling's Willow eyebrows, and a golden lightning mark appeared on his forehead.

The little fox clapped his hands in surprise and said, "come on, sister Yiling, kill these bastards!"

"Is this the spirit of thunder?"

Yue Li murmurs to herself. She finds that Zhao Yiling, though a xuanzhi, can compete with the prefectural one with the blessing of Lei Ling's holy body, which is much better than her.

Zhao Yiling holds a long golden gun in his hand, then jumps away and falls steadily on the head of the golden Thunder Dragon.

"Wow, how big!"

Wang Hao couldn't help exclaiming. He saw the golden thunder dragon roaring over his head. It was like blocking the sky and blocking the sun, making people careful of the constant acceleration of the liver.

The little fox's frightened face is slightly pale, holding the little white and leaning against Wang Hao's arms.

Wang Hao naturally hugs the little fox's waist and takes advantage of it.

Only when Wang Hao looks at his own ancestral dragon, it's about how much to dislike and how much to dislike, which is ten times smaller than others.

"Roar..."

The golden Thunder Dragon sent out a deafening roar, and the huge body was immediately killed by hundreds of gods like a shell.

Where they passed, the earth trembled, the mountains collapsed, and huge rocks broke away from the earth one after another, flying in the sky.

"Zhang Tianshi cried out in a hurry," although this girl is the xuanzhi supreme, she has the blessing of Lei Ling holy body, which is no less than the prefecture supreme. Please be careful! "

"That's a lot of bullshit. Look at my thunder!"

Zhao Yiling's eyes are bright like electricity, and his arms shake out a golden gun shadow, which looks like a meteor falling, and points out quickly with great power.

"No!"

The pupils of hundreds of gods suddenly shrink, too late to hesitate to release their most powerful attack.

At that time, all kinds of violent energy flowed down like the billowing River, and the earth was shaking violently. A series of ferocious cracks were spreading, obviously unable to bear the impact of this energy.

"Boom..."

When the two collide, the raging waves, like huge waves, sweep in all directions at a very fast speed.

In this endless roar, the Earth continues to crack, and boulders are taken away directly by the terrible waves.

After some calm, the land seemed to have been baptized by the tsunami, and the cracks in the roads were everywhere, and the scene was even worse.

Zhao Yiling, holding the golden spear in his hand, stood majestically on the golden thunder head, as if nothing had happened.

But the hundreds of gods were gasping for breath. It was obvious that the blow just now had exhausted a lot of real Qi in their bodies.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yiling chooses Liu Mei and drives Lei long to kill hundreds of gods.

"What a horrible Lei Ling holy body..."

Zhang Tianshi and other people's faces Suddenly gathered. It seems that they want to kill Wang Hao, the demon king. They still need to do it by themselves.

"I'll go. When did my little Yiling become so powerful?" Wang Hao exclaimed.

The little fox said with a smile, "sister Yiling is the holy body of Lei Ling. As long as there is thunder and lightning, she is the invincible God of war."

Wang Hao couldn't help laughing and said, "is that your invincible place in my bedroom?"

"Oh, I hate it!"

The little fox is pretty and blushing. He lies in Wang Hao's arms.

"I don't hate it at all. You are so naughty!"

Wang Hao pinched the little fox's nose, then sat down with his arms around the little fox, and took out good wine and good food. Obviously, he was going to spend a lot of time watching the dancing gun of the beauty.

See this scene, the whole female compatriots face angry, wish to copy up two watermelon knives to cut the Senior soft rice king.

His woman bravely kills the enemy outside, but he is holding a fox spirit to eat, drink, play and watch the dancing gun. It's really worse than the wanton and unruly one.

But the male compatriots look at Wang Hao with envy, jealousy and hate. If they can choose, they will definitely choose to replace Wang Hao. They will watch Zhao Yiling kill all sides and hug the little fox.

At this time, a cold and piercing cold suddenly swept the whole venue, only to see the moon glass leaping up, holding the ice giant sword to kill the gods.

I don't know if I really want to kill enemies, or I can't stand being a light bulb.

"No, let's fight together!"

Zhang Tianshi exclaimed and drew out a silver knife to welcome the moon glass.

Wuji seven stars looked at each other, quickly pinched out a finger, and made the seven stars in one.

Nangong Yu sighed, and Liu daosamsara was detonated by Wang Hao. Now he can only watch it honestly.

"Ah..."

At this time, a bleak cry resounded all over the world.

When they looked around, they saw a golden figure holding the head of a deity, making the spirit of the deity fall quickly and the whole body twitch constantly.

"This is the hand of the God of the God of the God clan!"

I don't know who exclaimed, the whole scene immediately stirred up, looking around on guard.

Zhao Yiling has a charming smile on the corner of his mouth. He knows that Wang Hao has done it.

There is no more than nonsense. Zhao Yiling's golden spear is continuously pointed out. Every time he shoots, he can stab one of the gods, but he doesn't kill him.

Although these gods are not dead, they will be stared at by the golden figure in the next second, and then they will be deprived of all their life cultivation.

Seeing this scene, the whole scene was shrouded in a breath of terro