"Reptile, you're dead."
The young man's body was constantly glowing with cyan light.
Not only was the injury on his face recovering rapidly, but his momentum also began to grow rapidly.
Huge pressure like a sea rolled out of his body, making his clothes rustle.
"I, Qinghao, have never been so insulted by anyone.
Okay, you're fine."
The corners of Hu Gao's mouth raised slightly, he looked at Qing Hao and shook his head.
Before he could finish his words, Hu Gao raised his palm and threw it at him.
"You still haven't learned your lesson.
I'm still shaking after a fight."
On Hu Gao's face, he looked like he hated iron.
Although Qing Hao was a bit more wordy, this time he was different from what Hu Gao said.
He has learned well.
After being slapped twice by Hu Gao, he already knew that Hu Gao's physical strength was extremely powerful.
He still raised his arm to block it, but this time his arm was covered with cyan light.
He had already used his Yuan Power to the extreme.
"You're just an ant in the Yuan Realm.
Even if I don't do anything, I can kill you."
"Boom!"
Before Qinghao could say the word "kill", he only heard a loud bang.
The sound blasted directly into his ears, vibrating his eardrums and making him dizzy.
The expression on his face completely froze at this moment.
Hu Gao's hand easily penetrated through the cyan light in his hand, and then touched Qing Hao's face as easily as if he were picking something out of a bag.
The powerful power contained in Hu Gao's palm exploded instantly.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, Qing Gao's head tilted, his waist tilted, and he almost fell down.
"You're only in the middle stage of transformation, but you still dare to scream."
When his hearing recovered, he only heard a harsh voice coming out.
The blue light circulated and quickly melted the fresh handprints on his face.
However, the shock in Qinghao's heart could not be wiped away by this Yuan Power.
"How is it possible that the ant in front of him is only at the late stage of explosion, so why can he break through his defense?"
He asked himself over and over again in his mind.
Unfortunately, he couldn't figure out the key even after racking his brains.
"Rumble!"
Before he could fully recover from the shock, he only heard the sound of wind and thunder.
The moment he heard the sound, Qinghao almost without any hesitation kicked his feet to the ground and ran away.
"Hoo" Hu Gao slapped him again, but unfortunately it only caused a whistling sound, and the slap was completely empty.
The huge inertia made him unable to stand firmly.
But soon, he took back his hand and chased Qing Hao, who was escaping.
Hu Gao is so fast.
He is already good at physical strength, and he even developed good leg strength when he was escaping Lang Jue's pursuit.
In the blink of an eye, he was almost catching up with Qing Hao.
Qing Hao was startled, his hands shook, and green energy burst out of his body.
When it flew into the air, it turned into thorns.
As soon as those thorns appeared, they rushed towards Hu Gao.
"Roar" At this moment, Hu Gao roared loudly.
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A burst of dazzling cyan light also appeared on his body, and Kuimulang's power was summoned by him.
Green light enveloped his body, and the thorns also covered his body.
However, after those thorns rolled up to Hu Gao, they suddenly stopped and did not tie Hu Gao tightly.
Immersed in Hu Gao's cyan light, all the spikes on the thorns suddenly fell off, and then white flowers emerged from the place where the spikes fell.
"Poof" Hu Gao obviously hadn't touched Qing Hao yet, but he seemed to have been hit hard.
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
His face became quite ugly at this moment.
Not only was the blood on his face much lighter, making him look very pale, but his expression also became unusually heavy.
He raised a hand and pressed it on his chest while gasping and glaring at Hu Gao, "How could you know the power of the ancestor?"
"The power of the ancestors" Hu Gao was stunned for a moment, but then he roared at Qing Hao, "Fuck the power of the ancestors, this is the power of the orcs" "Pa" As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Gao raised his hand again and slapped Qing Hao directly.
Qing Hao's body was covered with a thick layer of Yuanli, and the cyan light almost turned him into a ball of light.
But those Yuan Powers were like nothing in front of Hu Gao.
Hu Gao's hand still slapped his face easily.
"Pa bang bang" Hu Gao also felt that those Yuan Powers seemed to not exist for him, and he was happy this time.
He raised his hand and kept throwing it at Qing Hao's face.
"Calling you superior" "Made you think you are a god" "Let you seek refuge in the Five Holy Lands"
Every time he was slapped, Hu Gao would curse in anger, just like a child who behaved after getting an advantage.
There was no way, after all, he had been a good boy for more than 20 years, and this rebellious temper could not be changed.
And he really didn't want to change it.
Although the green light on Qing Hao also has powerful healing power, it can't keep up with Hu Gao's speed at this time.
All I could see was that his head kept shaking, and toward the end, his face became more and more swollen.
"Gulu, Gulu" Qing Hao kept murmuring, but it was because Hu Gao's frequency was so fast that he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.
"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me."
Finally, Qinghao seemed to be unable to hold back any longer and shouted with all his strength.
But this time, Hu Gao finally heard clearly.
Curling his lips, Hu Gao took his hand back, raised his hand that was about to cramp, and glared at Qing Hao, "Why do you gods make mortals beg for mercy?"
Hu Gao is not afraid of other tricks he will play now.
He finally understood that Kui Mulang's power, which was also a wood-attributed power, completely suppressed Qing Hao's power.
The ancient heroic spirits are indeed not called for nothing.
Hu Gao stopped, Qing Hao's face was still shaken a few times by inertia, and the flesh on his face shook with him.
It looked like it was swollen, as if it had grown like you.
It's like a pig's head.
"Senior, I hope you will forgive me.
I am blind and did not realize that my senior is also from the Five Holy Lands.
I deserve to die."
As soon as he stopped, Qing Hao nodded to Hu Gao.
"Oh."
After Hu Gao waved his hand, he wanted to continue, but after hearing Qing Hao's words, he stopped.
After being stunned for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and asked Qing Hao curiously, "How did you recognize that I am also from the Holy Land?"
"Senior who understands the profound art of ancestor power must be from our Holy Land.
I have offended you many times before, please forgive me."
Qing Hao shook his face that was swollen like a pig, as if this was the only way he could wake up. .
"Ancestral Power" Hu Gao had calmed down at this time.
Thinking about the time when he slapped Qing Hao hard before, he seemed to have screamed like this.
Now think about it, I was able to beat him like a pig's head so easily.
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There must be a reason for this so-called ancestor's power.
He nodded, "You are smart, if you dare to fight back, I will kill you in minutes."
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Qing Hao shook his head desperately, for fear of making Hu Gao angry, "Senior has practiced the power of the ancestors, and the technique of low elemental power that I practice has no resistance at all, even if I want to If you want to fight back, you are definitely no match for senior."
"It's good to know."
Hu raised his head and rolled his eyes.
He finally understood that this so-called ancestral power was probably because Qing Hao thought so because the power of Kuimu Lang in Hu Gao's body suppressed Qing Hao's elemental power.
And his contemplative appearance made Qing Hao on the side tremble and take a few steps back worriedly.
"Are you unhappy if I beat you like this?"
Hu Gao saw that Qing Hao was scared to death, so he simply pretended to be the same, stared at him and drank softly.
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Qinghao shook his head as expected.
"It's okay if you don't dare," Hu Gao thought to himself while teaching Qing Hao a lesson.
These five holy places are really hierarchical.
His strength is obviously one level lower than Qing Hao, but he is still so afraid of himself.
At the same time, I have to agree that the Five Holy Lands are indeed places where miracles can be created.
I'm afraid there are many people in there who are stronger at lower levels than at higher levels.
Otherwise, why would Qinghao not have any doubts in this situation?
"Let me tell you, as a person from the Holy Land, you must have arrogance.
But you guys treat everything in the world as trash.
It's simply ridiculous.
Have you ever seen an emperor telling others that I am the emperor all day long?
?"
Hu Gao lectured Qing.
Hao pointed at the three Holy Land masters who were fighting with Han Chong and others in the distance, "Look at them, if they can kill others easily, then forget it, but they have been entangled with others for so long and still can't win.
You still don’t tell them to stop, that’s a shame.”
Following Hu Gao's words, Qing Hao also looked in that direction, and his face immediately showed a look of shame.
The three holy land masters are also warriors in the transformation stage.
Although they are only in the middle stage of transformation, the opponent is only in the explosive stage, and there is only one in the late stage of explosive stage.
It has been so long and they still can't defeat those people.
Normally, Qing Hao would only think that his opponent was strong, but now under the influence of Hu Gao, he also felt that it was embarrassing enough.
So, his luck yelled, "Stop it!"
At the same time, Hu Gao also shouted.
The overwhelming energy in the distance disappeared instantly, and the overwhelming energy fluctuations also dissipated.
Everyone turned to look at Hu Gao and others.
"Bah bang bang!"
As soon as they stopped, Hu Gao suddenly dodged.
Three crisp sounds were heard first, and then Hu Gao's figure was revealed.
And there were three bright red palm prints on the faces of the three Holy Land masters
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