Chapter 841

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Immortal Xuan nodded his head with satisfaction and praised his talent.

At this time, Wang Hao flew to the crowd and laughed: "xuanshao's poem is very good. Then I'll write a poem. Xuanshao often peeps at the girl's beautiful body. She can't sleep at night. Her mind is full of waves. She needs to get up, take tissue paper, close her eyes and hands and roll it. It overflows and fills her head, shouting, ah ~ comfortable, comfortable!"

"Puff..."

The whole audience is spraying again. It's true that the bitch has his own bitch company. Two bitches make a pair.

Immortal xuanshao is not happy, "nonsense, I didn't like women directly, where would I go to peep!? Still rolling, this kind of thing will never be possible! "

Wang Hao said angrily, "you are the first to talk nonsense. Of course, I will follow that nonsense."

"I don't want to talk nonsense!"!? Are you able to get on this ice spirit holy body? " "Do you know that Ben Shao is for you? I don't want you to lose your brother when you are young. You can only watch the beauty drool, but you can't squeeze out any real classics."

Everyone is ashamed. I'm not afraid that bitches don't have moral integrity these days. I'm afraid that bitches have culture!

Can't get up, can't get up!

Wang Hao said with a look of disgust: "you don't have to worry about this. It doesn't mean that I can't touch the pure Yang holy body because other people can't touch it."

Immortal xuanshao is shocked suddenly, which reminds me of the four great lords who said that Wang Hao, the abnormal one, really has pure Yang holy body.

Wang Hao picked a eyebrow, "how!? Jealous! "

The immortal porch is less angry and despondent and cries: "would you have been jealous? I'll tell you, I'm a young man with few achievements. I'm a good chicken The most important thing is the beauty. What is an ice spirit holy body? "

"Really?" Wang Hao joked.

The immortal porch looks black less, which is absolutely a naked show off.

Let's not say that the beautiful moon glass is hideous. Let's say that the ice spirit holy body matches with the pure Yang holy body. The enchanting taste of the ice fire double heaven is so enviable that we hate to kill Wang Hao to replace it.

It's a pity that no one dares to touch the ice spirit holy body except the pure Yang holy body.

Everyone was convinced. As expected, Wang Hao was better than others. If he was strong, he would be strong. If he was cheap, he would be cheap. If he was cheap, he would be even worse.

Immortal porch less quietly back to one side, with the oldest curse, painting circle curse Wang Hao this life do not lift.

"Boom..."

Just then, the roar of the earth began.

They looked up and saw that Zhao Yiling and Yue Li had killed four women. More than a dozen of the other Xuans had been wounded by half of them.

Wang Hao is not polite either. He directly pinches out a finger to make a decision. He just tries hard to deal with the injured xuanzhi.

"Ah..."

At that moment, a sad cry sounded, one by one Xuanji supreme was soon deprived of clean.

Wang Hao sighed and said, "why did you provoke these useless xuanzhi? The energy in the body is similar to that of the gods in the earth level universe. When can I get to the seventh level of Wushen if I want to deprive it? "

All the people in the room were in tears. Unexpectedly, they were hit by the evil spirit again.

They were chased and killed for more than half a month by this group of Xuan level supremacy, but as a result, Wang Hao was still despised by others. Who can be aggrieved!?

Wang Hao asked curiously, "why do the Xuans pursue you?"

"Because I've cracked the secret of the killing treasure!" Lin Mengmeng raised her head proudly, and praised me quickly.

Wang Hao immediately became interested and asked, "tell me, what secrets have you found?"

Lin Mengmeng said triumphantly, "I found a key from a clue about the killing God treasure. I think it is the key to open the killing God treasure."

"Where's the key?" Wang Hao asked.

Lin Mengmeng looked around, as if he was a thief, and quickly handed Wang Hao a purple key from his arms.

Wang Hao looks at the key and finds that there are two words clearly written on it: "kill the gods".

Lin Mengmeng lies in Wang Hao's ear and whispers: "cousin, I found through the data that it takes four keys to open the God killing treasure, and the God killing treasure is not in the universe of heaven and law, which is likely to be in our Pangu universe!"

"What!" Wang Hao exclaimed.

Lin Mengmeng covers Wang Hao's mouth. "Don't make a noise. What can I do if I hear you!"

Wang Hao nodded and asked in a low voice, "are you sure?"

Lin Mengmeng shook his head. "I'm not sure. It's only a preliminary inference."

Wang Hao asked curiously, "what do you infer from?"

Lin Mengmeng looked around and said mysteriously, "the reason why God killing is invincible is that he can master the divinity level six Ren divinity skill, and he is still the white tiger holy body. According to the data, God killing will leave the treasure to the next generation of white tiger holy body, so I guess the treasure is in Pangu universe."

Wang Hao frowned and said, "you mean, the God of killing calculated that I have the white tiger holy body? So left the treasure in the Pangea universe! "

Lin Mengmeng shrugs his shoulders innocently. "This is just a preliminary inference. Besides, do you have any other white tiger holy bodies in the multiverse?"

Wang Hao scratched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Even if he can kill gods, he will not be able to figure out that in millions of years, there will be a system that will take him all the way to the top, bah, right!?

"Burp..."

At this time, Wang Hao burps a lot. His accomplishments have broken from Wushen level 6 to Wushen level 7. His strength is ten times stronger than before.

And those ten Xuans were deprived of everything, and then fell into space and died of anoxia.

Lin Mengmeng looks at Wang Hao with envy. When will she be able to lift the hand of God to the prefecture level and deprive these people of everything!

Wang Hao smiled and held out his finger to Lin Mengmeng's eyebrow.

Immediately, Lin Mengmeng's body trembled, and a feeling about God's hand rushed into his brain.

Everyone at the scene looked at Lin Mengmeng with envy. With Wang Hao's insight, Lin Mengmeng saved at least a few million years.

"Whew..."

At this time, a small sound of air breaking made Wang Hao's whole body bristle, which was the sound of some object moving high and tearing open the void.

Wang Hao's face changed greatly. He put his arms around Lin Mengmeng's small waist and dodged away as fast as the breeze.

At the same time, the remaining light of the corner of the eye quickly swept around, only to see a group of people in black holding a long bow shooting at him constantly, an arrow feather flashing a dazzling cold light, attacking him like the sky.

"Who are these people?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, threw Lin Mengmeng at Zhao Yiling, then put his hand in his pocket and dragged the sleeping white out