Chapter 843

The three supreme sons of Wangyue, Zhuyan and Jinyu spoke one after another, all staring at Ye Hao.

They didn't take action immediately. They were both the top saints. They were afraid of each other, but the inheritance of Zhenhuang was too important. Even if the ethnic groups behind the three saints were Xinghai strong ethnic groups with terrible details, there was still a strong desire and enthusiasm in their eyes.

This scene made all the extraterritorial Tianjiao, including several Saint level demons, sigh in their hearts. Originally, they were bound to win the inheritance of the true Phoenix, but with the emergence of the three top saints, everyone was desperate and dared not think more.

It should be noted that the supreme son is almost invisible on weekdays. They are all legends in legends. They push the invincible hands of their peers. However, today, three supreme sons appear in the real phoenix nest to compete for the inheritance of the real Phoenix. With such evil figures present, others can say that there is no hope.

After sighing, there was a sneer on the faces of everyone in the field. They looked at the young man surrounded by the three top saints, Shen Xuan of Jixia school palace. They had heard of their fame since they came from the sea of stars. It can be said that they were arrogant to the extreme, but their luck was so bad that no one could kill them so far.

Moreover, it has to be admitted that the strength of this wild aborigine is really terrible. Even Cao zhandong, who can suppress the saint and son level demons, was killed by him, and ordinary people are not his opponent at all.

But even if its strength is evil and terrible, in the face of the three top saints, anyone in the same generation will be crushed and killed. Even if its strength is unexpected, it will not have any vitality.

Looking at the three holy sons with covetous eyes and the arrogance of all parties with a face of schadenfreude, Ye Hao looked unprecedentedly dignified, "I said, the inheritance of the real Phoenix is not on me."

In the face of such a force, especially the presence of the three top saints, Ye Hao doesn't think he can suppress the people even if he is conceited. Therefore, whether they believe it or not, he can only bite to death without inheritance.

"Whether it has been inherited or not is not something you can decide in a few words!"

"Yes, I said just now. Give me the storage bag and let me search!"

"Hum, you may be able to show off your ferocity just now, but now there are three top saints present, and you don't obediently hand over the storage bag?"

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In the audience, all the Tianjiao were sneering, their faces were full of ridicule, and they were trying their best to make a good impression in front of the three saints.

For these people, Ye Hao didn't bother to pay attention at all. He just looked at the three top saints with dignified eyes, looked gloomy and said, "you three also want to search my storage bag?"

"Hehe, the Confucian school Shen Xuan, I didn't bother to pay attention to you, but the real phoenix nest is here. The son is in a good mood. As long as you pass on the real Phoenix, I can spare you a death."

The son of Jin Yu spoke faintly, and Yingwu's face was indifferent. It seemed that he was really like what he said. It was a great gift to be willing to speak to the young man at the moment.

"Just a wild aborigine. Is this questioning us?"

On the other side, the son of the moon sneered and raised his eyebrows. A cold color appeared on his handsome and extraordinary face. "Hand over the storage bag within three breath, otherwise the son will destroy your whole family."

"Oh, frog at the bottom of the well, it's sad and ridiculous. We are different from the saints you know. If you talk to us like this, the ethnic orthodoxy behind you may be drowned by blood disaster."

Zhu was disgusted with the son's grin. His face was also dark and cold, and a terrible tyranny enveloped the world and threatened the four sides.

The Holy Son level demons are extraordinary and refined. The top Holy Son is a real legend in the blood of the saints. It can be said that everyone is arrogant. It can be seen from the words of the three holy sons in the field that they don't care about Ye Hao at all.

Ye Hao's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. The lofty attitude of the three saints made him feel a cold killing opportunity at the bottom of his heart.

It's just the supreme son. He hasn't killed him.

However, there are three top saints in the field, each of whom is no weaker than the original Moyuan.

One against three, Rao or Ye Hao is not sure.

"OK, here's the storage bag."

Ye Hao looked cold and opened his mouth with a cold voice. At the same time, he took out a storage bag directly and weighed it gently in his hand.

"Bring it!"

At the moment of seeing the storage bag, the three top saints were all shining and drinking together. Even the Tianjiao heroes around showed a strong heat in the depths of their eyes.

Because in this storage bag, it is possible to store the true Phoenix inheritance!

Looking at the hot salivation on the faces of the people in front of him, Ye Hao was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and said coldly, "Shen wrote down today's account!"

"In the future, we will get it back a hundred times!"

Cold drink fell, and ye haomeng threw the storage bag in his hand to the distance. At the same time, the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the void, and his body rushed out in the opposite direction.

Shua Shua!

In the void, the storage bag thrown by Ye Hao turned into a streamer, which firmly attracted the eyes of everyone in the field. As for the three saints, they rushed out in a flash and chased away at an unparalleled speed. They didn't bother to pay attention to the cruel words put down by the former.

Boom!

In an instant, earth shaking roaring explosions broke out on the sky, and the terrible power storm swept through and spread. The three top saints each showed their means and tried their best to compete for the storage bag. Finally, in the fierce and terrible rage, the storage bag was completely torn to pieces, and several low-level elixirs were scattered in the void. There was nothing else.

"Damn it!"

"It's fake!"

"Damn aborigines, chase me!"

At the moment when the storage bag broke, the three top saints immediately realized that they had been put together. They couldn't help but show strong anger and killing opportunities. As the top demons in the blood of saints, no one dared to tease them by such means. At present, a native of a wild world even mixed fish's eyes with pearls with an idle storage bag, This made them feel an unprecedented anger.

Boom!

In the roar of anger, the three top saints suddenly burst out, turned into three long rainbow, and quickly chased in the direction of Ye Hao's disappearance. While the other Tianjiao in the field were slightly stunned, they all followed closely with a slightly changed look. At the same time, they had a strong sense of ridicule and schadenfreude.

No matter whether Shen Xuan has a real Phoenix inheritance or not, if he dares to tease the three top saints, he will definitely die this time.

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At the moment, at the end of the sky, Ye Hao looked back in awe and looked at the vast and majestic rear. He couldn't help but dignify his face.

After robbing Tianjiao of all parties, he had nothing else on him, that is, there were many storage bags, but Ye Hao didn't expect that the three top saints would find that the storage bags were fake so soon.

"Chase, you three had better not be alone!"