Chapter 12 From Human Race
In fact, after hearing the sounds of discussion around them, the three young members of the ‘Sin’ organization also had an idea in their minds, which is absolutely impossible.
In order to open the bronze door of that hall, they exhausted their thoughts, and they had no effect at all. When they all wanted to give up, it was weird. Under their bombardment, the bronze door burst open.
This was something they could not think of, and then they saw the scene inside the jade coffin, the man like a devil ...
"Is it."
The mysterious man gave them a slight glance, which made them tremble.
Even if he wasn't convinced, there could still be living people in the main hall of this tomb ... Now, listening to some of the talk of the strong, it is normal for him to have doubts in his heart.
However, according to their understanding of Lingzhu, this situation is not impossible.
The secret of eternal life is contained in the spirit beads.
This is definitely not empty words.
"The younger generation from Terran."
The mysterious powerhouse's eyes shone brightly, and his gaze was constantly glanced at several strong people of the human race, without fear that the strong people of the human race would be displeased and cause slaughter.
"It's interesting ..."
Under the mask, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and there was something more in the radiance in the eyes.
He believed that the three young members under his door were telling the truth, that the younger generation from the human race was indeed in that hall.
Because the cards they gave them were broken, which is enough to show that their opponents are extremely arrogant and definitely not simple.
As for how the young people of this ethnic group entered the hall, what exactly did he get? Even the mysterious strong man himself could not guess.
However, it was extremely easy for him to solve all the mysteries.
How can a younger generation escape the palm of his hand, even if he is gifted again?
At a sweep of the powerful people, the arc of his mouth became thicker, his breath settled, and he stood there impatiently and impatiently. However, quietly, the air field around him was even more hesitant, and the surrounding space was covered by Ripples are visible to the naked eye, like ripples like waves.
"Human ... Does ..."
Listening carefully to the voices of those powerful people of various ethnic groups, Haotian's brow frowned deeply into the word "Ji".
At this time, it was not only he who doubted, but even those who came from various ethnic groups, glanced at him from time to time.
Because the group of people described in these juniors' mouths is very similar to those brought by Haotian ... After all, there are not many beautiful faces like the three daughters of Qiong Linger, and they are still entrants People inside the tomb.
The three beautiful women got together, and the juniors brought by Haotian met this qualification.
Therefore, more and more eyes are put on Haotian's body, and some people are showing bad eyes.
Haotian's casting technique has reached the peak of the world. This is true, but the powerful people have not forgotten. At this time behind Haotian, it is the highest institution of the human race, the holy heaven institution.
In other words, those juniors also came from the Holy Heaven Academy.
In this way, the juniors who can defeat the three members of the ‘xian’ organization have obvious talents, so how can they be relieved.
Such people, either, make good, or kill.
There are only two ways to choose from, otherwise, once he grows up, it may be able to change the current situation of various ethnic groups.
"The Tomb of the Lord of the First Emperor Xuwu ... Could Feng Hao inherit the inheritance of the Lord of the First Emperor Xuwu?"
They were speculations, but Haotian was sure.
Because, he knew that Feng Hao had the body of virtual martial arts.
Otherwise, if it is not because of the inheritance of the previous Emperor Wuwu, then Feng Hao should not have the strength to fight against the members of the ‘xian’ organization.
Haotian knew this very well.
When Feng Hao entered the tomb, his strength was still quite extraordinary, but it was not enough to suppress these young geniuses from various ethnic groups.
"Bad thing."
Feeling those piercing eyes glanced at himself from time to time, Haotian's complexion was iron blue, and his heart yelled.
This mysterious strong man from the "Sian" organization has made him feel tremendous pressure, and he has no confidence to compete with it.
In addition, there are many powerful foreigners around here who can let themselves go.
It is absolutely impossible.
"Miscellaneous people, dare to kill my people."
Suddenly, a very ugly old man who faced the long jumped out suddenly. He cursed in his mouth, his face was bleak, and he was forced to go to Haotian directly.
"Humph."
Haotian's eyes suddenly condensed, with a snorting cry, and a momentum like Lei Jun suddenly burst out and bombarded the evil spirit. Suddenly, there was a burst of sound explosion in the scene. The ugly-looking old man was unprepared for a moment, but was shocked to take three consecutive steps backwards. Suddenly, his ugly face became extremely ugly.
"Damn Terra, I want to kill you."
It seemed to feel the teasing eyes around him, this ugly old man was furious, and there was an endless black curse spreading on his body, the space exploded, and those faint green lights were rippling away, and then These mantras condensed a scumpy devil's head and rushed directly towards Haotian.
Needless to say, this old man is from the Wuling tribe.
He brought Wu Neng and his party to this mysterious day, but he never thought that Wu Neng would be tortured to death in the tomb. This made him feel a raging anger, and he could not calm down, directly facing Haotian. Hit a shot.
"court death."
Haotian's mood was also extremely bad at this time. He was so provocative, and he was not polite. He stretched out his palm and picked up the sledgehammer, and it was natural to hit the past.
"Rumble ..."
With the fall of the sledgehammer, even the space was smashed and collapsed. A huge hammer shadow was imposing, as if the ancient chariot was rolling, with a shocking atmosphere, it slammed into the devil's head. .
"Hmm ..."
With the sound of a deafening blast, the devil's head was smashed directly by a sledgehammer on the spot, bursting open, and the space of the violent wind was undulating like the surface of a lake, and the surroundings from time to time There were cracks in horrible black cracks, and there was nothing but dark inside.
"Hmm ..."
The thick force hits the ugly old man's chest directly through the space. Suddenly, he was smashed and flew out, vomiting blood, and the sound of bone fragmentation faintly came out and was smashed out. This isolated area fell into the dark sky,
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