I am a giant with golden horns

Chapter 140 The Son of God cannot be blasphemed

Above the Hualong Pond, fluctuations at the level of the King of Dao Slayers were constantly roaring in the void. Yang Hao had the Emperor Suppressing Tower above his head, and his whole body was being bombarded and flying everywhere, like a small boat in the huge waves, without any resistance. .

There is no way, even if his combat power is unparalleled, he has such terrifying increases as the Heaven and Earth, Ji Zi Mi and the Immortal Phoenix Blood Burning Technique. With the blessing of the two major cultivation systems, he has broken the restrictions of the Eight Forbiddens and surpassed the constraints of the Divine Forbiddens. , but after all, the level of cultivation is still too low. Wang Teng, who is able to attack Wang Teng on the second floor of the Immortal Platform in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, has a strength close to that of a Dao-slayer. The king of the clan is still not enough.

This is him. If it were other cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, even if they were at the level of successors of the Holy Land, let alone confronting the two kings, they would not be able to withstand even a wisp of Dao Slayer's aura.

"Holy Body, how much longer can you hold on?"

"Why don't you take the elixir to extend your life?"

In the void, the two kings of the Valley of Spirits sneered and kept mocking.

At this moment, Yang Hao's body was filled with golden flames, and his origin was continuing to burn, exerting his maximum combat power. If not for this, he would not be able to hold on now. The Emperor Suppressing Tower above his head does not have strong enough divine power to support it, and he will be destroyed in an instant. He was knocked away and could no longer protect him.

"Two bastards!" Yang Haohan said, with an extremely tangled look on the surface, but if you look closely, you can see that the depths of his eyes are filled with traces of ridicule.

Everyone around Hualong Pond sighed.

Medicine King, even the Holy Land can't produce a few plants. The two kings of the Valley of the Gods keep attacking like this, which can only force Yang Hao to constantly burn his source to fight in order to survive with the Medicine King, but the Medicine King will eventually be exhausted. At that moment, the Holy Body will be really in danger.

"Why don't you take action yet? How can the forces behind the Holy Body be so patient?"

Some people also wonder why the forces behind the Holy Body haven't taken action yet, even letting Yang Hao consume the precious Medicine King?

"Too deceiving!"

In the void, Xia Jiuyou's face turned cold, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he couldn't help but take action.

"Young master, please calm down!"

Beside her, two old servants grabbed her, with bitter looks on their faces.

"Although the Holy Body is my mortal enemy, after all, we are of the human race. How can we just see the ancient race being bullied like this?" Xia Jiuyou gritted his teeth.

"Young Master, this is indeed the Holy Body's fault. After all, he did kill the opponent's descendant." An old servant smiled bitterly, "What's more, the Valley of the Spirits is extraordinary. It is a lineage of the ancient royal family. Your Majesty. Although they are not afraid of their ancestor king, once he takes action, it will give the ancient tribes an excuse. At that time, if all tribes unite to target the human race, it will be a big disaster."

Hearing this, Xia Jiuyou's face turned extremely ugly. She was certainly not stupid and understood the key point.

There are many human cultivators around Hualong Pond. Seeing Yang Hao, the human holy body, being wantonly humiliated by the strong men from the Valley of the Spirits, they feel resentful in their hearts, but there is nothing they can do. Even if it is a holy land, it must be restrained, otherwise it will happen accidentally. It will attract the attention of all races, and at that time, it will bring disaster to the entire human race.

"Hahaha, Holy Body, why don't you use the holy medicine to restore its origin? You are almost dead!"

"Could it be that there is no longer a Medicine King?"

In the void, the two kings of the Valley of the Spirits were laughing more and more unbridled. They looked at Yang Hao with a playful look on their faces, and the murderous intent in their eyes was extremely intense.

"It is true that someone is dying, but it's not me." Yang Hao whispered, with sarcasm deep in his eyes.

"Let's take action. He's almost exhausted. Give him one last blow and send him on his way!"

"Let's take action together to suppress that ancient tower and restrain him!"

The two kings of the Divine Spirit Valley had smiles on their faces, and ordered to the other saint-level masters of the Divine Spirit Valley around them. They had already seen that Yang Hao's origin had burned to the point of almost drying up, and he could not even control the 33-story ancient building. The towers seemed a little out of their depth, and now was the best time to launch a fatal blow.

"kill!"

Around them, more than a dozen Holy Lord-level powerhouses from the Divine Spirit Valley all sneered, took out their respective Holy Lord-level weapons, and were about to join forces to launch a terrifying attack.

The two kings have accumulated their strength to the limit. The two kings' magic weapons, the blood spear and the purple electric hammer, are floating above their heads, gathering extremely powerful power!
"Is the Holy Eucharist really coming to an end?"

"Is the force behind him not strong enough to even dare to offend the Valley of the Spirits?"

Around Hualong Pond, many people sighed inwardly, thinking that maybe the Holy Body had really become a stranger.

After killing the Northern Emperor Wang Teng and achieving great brilliance, it came to an end like this.

"So what if you go against the will of heaven? You will still die in the end!"

There were also many people who sneered in their hearts, with joy deep in their eyes. Yang Hao's death was a good thing for many people, which meant that there was one less terrible enemy in the world.

After all, almost no one wants to live in the shadow of one person for themselves and their descendants for the next 2 years. "Holy Body, take your life!"

There was a loud shout in the void. The two kings of the Valley of the Spirits, together with a dozen other saint-level experts, gathered endless divine power to finally strike the final blow and completely eliminate Yang Hao!
The bloody divine spear and the purple electric divine hammer are suspended in the void, just like the world-destroying demonic soldiers. One reflects the monstrous sea of ​​blood, and the other is flashing with endless lightning!
"Boom!"

At this moment, suddenly, a domain gate suddenly appeared in the void, followed by dozens of figures rushing out!
Everyone around Hualong Pond was stunned. Even the expressions of the two kings from the Valley of the Gods changed. The Blood Divine Spear and Purple Lightning Divine Hammer did not hit Yang Hao immediately.

"Fortunately caught up!"

Dozens of figures appeared in the void, and they were the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals who had left not long ago. The four Dao-killing Kings headed by them were staring at the Valley of the Spirits at the moment.

"Fellow Taoist from Guhuang Mountain?"

On the side of the Valley of the Spirits, the two Dao-Zhan kings spoke with uncertain expressions of astonishment on their faces. They didn't understand why these people would go and come back like them.

Not only them, but at this moment, the human cultivators around the Hualong Pond are also full of doubts. It is understandable that the Valley of the Spirits has returned. After all, he has a mortal feud with the Holy Body Yang Hao and has to avenge it, but the descendants of these eight divine generals Why are you back?

"kill!"

However, what responded to the two kings of the Valley of the Spirits was the killing cry of the descendants of the eight divine generals!
The four Dao-Zhan kings rushed forward and suppressed the two kings in the Valley of the Spirits. The four kings' divine weapons flew through the air and crushed the sky!
The remaining descendants of the eight-step god generals also killed those powerful men of the Holy Spirit Valley at the level of holy masters.

For a moment, the aura of divine power burst out in the void above the Dragon Transformation Pond, and the shouts of killing shook the sky!
This sudden scene made the cultivators on the Spiritual Valley side stunned. Not only them, but the human cultivators around Hualong Pond were also shocked.

What is going on? The descendants of the eight generals of the gods came back again and again, and as soon as they stepped out of the domain gate, they launched a killing spree against the other ancient tribes in the Valley of the Spirits?
"Fellow Taoists of Ancient Emperor Mountain, what do you mean by this?!"

In the void, the two kings of the Valley of the Spirits were horrified, with expressions of shock and anger on their faces, and they spoke to the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals.

"If you want to kill the holy body of the race, we will have no choice but to kill you!"

Among the descendants of the eight divine generals, the leader of the Dacheng King spoke, his eyes filled with cold light.

"What? Are you going to kill us for the Holy Body of the Human Race?" The kings of the Valley of the Spirits were stunned, their eyes filled with incredible light.

"Are you crazy? We are both from the ancient race, but you are actually going to war with me, the Valley of the Spirits, over a human race!?"

The descendants of the eight divine generals did not answer and continued to attack and kill. The terrifying aura boiled in the void. The divine power of the four kings suppressed the sky, making the two kings of the Valley of Spirits almost despair.

Obviously, the other party was not joking, but was serious about it!

"Are you really crazy?" The king of the Valley of the Spirits gritted his teeth, "Before, you said that you were not allowed to stop the battle of the Holy Body of the Human Race. I, the Valley of the Spirits, gave you the face of Ancient Emperor Mountain and only took action after the battle. Now you are actually doing this. Killer, do you really think that I, the Valley of the Spirits, can be bullied?"

"I'm sorry, just now the Son of God issued another decree, and you are not allowed to kill the Holy Body in the Valley of Gods, because he is the opponent that the Son of God likes, and he can only die in the duel with the Son of God in the future. No one else can take action. , which is equivalent to taking action against the Son of God!”

"And attacking the Son of God is not only a provocation to the Ancient Emperor, but also a provocation to the Ancient Emperor!"

"Challenge the majesty of the gods and die!"

Among the descendants of the eight divine generals, the leader of the Dacheng King said, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fierce, and the fluctuations of the divine power in his hands became more and more vast!
"Son of God, this Son of God again!"

The king of the Valley of the Spirits had an incredible expression on his face and roared, "It's not even certain whether the Immortal Emperor really exists. Where did this so-called Son of God come from, and he can actually make you, the Ancient Emperor Mountain, so desperate?" Allegiance?"

"How can you, a weak race that has never even given birth to an ancient emperor, understand the origin of the Son of God?" The Eight Divine Generals King sneered.

"Boom boom boom!!"

In the void, a terrible battle broke out. Even though the Valley of the Gods lineage was powerful, they were at a disadvantage in an instant when facing the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals who had an absolute advantage in numbers.

In just a few dozen breaths, nearly ten Holy Lord-level experts died, and the rest were seriously injured.

Even the two Dao-Zhan kings are in despair at this moment. The opponent's number is twice as many as theirs, especially when there is a great king among them. Their combat power is terrifying and boundless. It is only a matter of time before they are defeated!

"More than one ancient ancestor king of our clan has revived. Do you, Ancient Emperor Mountain, really want to start a war between ancestors and kings?!" In the desperate situation, the two kings roared, hoping to use the ancient ancestor kings of the Spirit Valley to oppress the eight tribes. The descendants of God will be afraid of them.

"What about the ancestor king? You have an ancestor king in the Valley of the Spirits, but don't we have one in Ancient Emperor Mountain?"

"To tell you the truth, our ancestral king is already contacting other powerful clans and is preparing to crush your Valley of the Spirits in one fell swoop. Even your ancestral king won't live long!"

The Dacheng King headed by the Eight Gods told this terrible news, which instantly made everyone remaining in the Valley of the Spirits pale.

(End of this chapter)