Chapter 1638： 1638 the golden giant

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"Who is Tom Hitt?"

The first **** suddenly asked.

Hearing Tom Hitt’s four words, the tower guard was stunned, but soon his eyes were unbelievable, and he looked at the first **** like an alien.

No one knows the meaning of the name Tom Hitt better than him. That is the pride of his veins and his ancestor!

It’s been a long time since I heard the name, but today, it was called out by a stranger. Is this a coincidence?

Not at all!

"What the **** are you!"

The tower guard Kantmus's tone became trembling, he could see his identity at a glance, and he could even call the name Tom Hitt, which is by no means a simple character!

"You are not qualified to ask me, even Tom Hitt."

The first **** said lightly.

"you!"

The ancestor was humiliated. As a descendant, Contemus was extremely angry, and he wanted to talk to the First God, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the First God, then his face changed, and then, he showed incredible and faint. There was also panic.

"Soul Clan! You have the purest Soul Clan atmosphere!" Kantmus pointed to the first god: "What the **** are you? Even like Lord Gaia, you have a primitive spirit!"

"Gaia..."

The faint calm color of the First God became angry immediately after hearing Gaia's name.

Yang Ning first felt the change in the breath of the First God, and couldn't help guessing. Was this person named Gaia the traitor that the First God was so worried about?

As for the priests on the side, although they don’t understand what primitive soul gas is, and they don’t even know who is Gaia, they can understand the characters of the Soul Clan, and what surprised them is the attitude of Contes. .

What is the origin of Yang Ning? They are still a little bit dazed. Now they come out with a first-looking God with a bigger head. They are almost feeling that their brains are not enough, but one thing is clear to them, that is, the first **** is not But the Soul Race is even a strong man who must be afraid of even the tower guards!

"Gaia is inside, isn't it?" The first **** suddenly laughed nervously.

"Have you not…"

Contés thought of something as if he was enlightened. The unbelievable in his eyes was more intense. He pointed to the first **** and his eyes changed and changed.

He thought of a legend, a legend that only existed inside the Soul Tower and passed down from the time of the ancestor Tom Hitt!

In that legend, there was a peerless demon who did nothing evil, even trying to unify the Soul Clan with brutality and for the sake of his own self. He also wanted to turn all the races attached to the Soul Clan into slaves. Come to this planet hand in hand, and finally work together to exile the peerless demon into the endless star sea, and these descendants are to guard the entrance and prevent the peerless demon from ever getting rid of.

"It's impossible... that devil should have died long ago... he can never be alive..."

Kantmus muttered to himself, but he found that this kind of fantasy seemed to be getting farther and farther from reality, because he could feel that this dubious peer was slowly spreading his fangs.

The breath of the ancient Soul Race swelled, and this breath swept the area silently, and the people in it all felt a sense of crisis in the coming of the devil.

As the guardian of the Soul Tower, Contemus is not familiar with this ancient breath, but he is definitely not new, because at the bottom of the Soul Tower, there is often a hint of non-existent breath. And that kind of breath was called primal soul breath by the last tower guard.

"Primitive Soul, really Primal Soul..."

Contemus felt like he was going crazy. As for the priests, under the pressure of the First God's breath, his legs had already collapsed to the ground.

"Go away."

The first **** is not polite, for Contemus, he has no desire to look right.

The goal of the First God is very clear, that is Gaia, the culprit who betrayed him and sealed him for countless years!

"You can't go in!"

"Can you stop me?"

The first **** responded dissatisfied to the cries of Contemus.

"what!"

Contés suddenly looked up at the sky, and at the same time, a light appeared on his forehead. This was a shining golden light. At the moment the golden light appeared, a lot of marks appeared on Conteus’ skin, without exception. , All shining with golden light.

When the golden light appeared, Contés's body began to grow larger, shattering the already-worn clothing, and the muscles that had originally appeared to be shrivelled, became smooth, and the messy hair began to fall off.

In the end, a bald giant with a height of seven or eight meters was stopped in front of the first god. The meridian was filled in every corner of the skin, like the root of a tree, it looked very visual. Shock.

"Titan branch...Golden giant?"

The First God smiled disdainfully: "Unfortunately, the bloodline is not pure enough, it is no wonder that Tom Hitt is not a pure blood golden giant, and you, descendants of many generations, who have blood of the golden giant, It is so thin that it is negligible."

After a pause, the first **** calmly said: "Tom Hitt is quite upright. He was also the one I grew up looking at. It was a pity that I was fooled by those bastards, but I don't blame him. Your golden giants are all A group of idiots with ill-effects, of course, I wouldn't care about them."

Before switching, Contemus will inevitably become violent because of the mockery and insults of the First God against their ancestors. But now, he was surprisingly silent, to be precise, as if he was facing an enemy, there was faint fear.

What's it like watching Tom Hitt grow up?

What does this stand for?

Even if Conte’s reaction is slow, I know at this moment that the first **** in front of me is definitely the peerless devil! Otherwise, would he say such a thing?

"Demon, you can't go in!"

Contes once again blocked the first god, and did not know the courage to come from, actually took the lead.

The fist of the golden giant is enough to smash a mountain, but this fist just smashed the ground out of a big pit, watching the first **** floating in the air, opposite to his four eyes, Kantmus roared, and fisted again. .

"Useless, it's just in vain. Since you are so stubborn, then I will..."

The First God was about to kill Contemus, and at this moment, Yang Ning suddenly shouted: "I have his use, the blood of the Golden Giant, but it is a good thing to temper the body."

"Is this a condition?" Ignoring the huge fist that was about to hit the face, the first **** turned his head and looked at Yang Ning behind him.

"No." Yang Ning shrugged indifferently. "That's what I said. Even if you kill him, I can collect some in the first time, and then save it in a container. I just want to get a gold giant later. Blood, get it outside the territory."

"Sell your feelings."

The First God turned his head, and then leaned slightly on the side, avoiding Kantmus's fist, and then, he was emptied in the air and turned into a gray mist.

Seeing this scene, several priests shouted in unison: "Soul Clan! He is really a Soul Clan!"