Chapter Ninety-Five: The Gift

He Shitian's face changed, and he even pinched the spear tightly with his palm, but he made a choice, glared at Zhang Hao and the others, and walked away.

"Boy, you are very kind, haha, if you can not die, I welcome you to Ximeng." An Jueluo laughed and left with the same laughter.

Gu Han looked at Zhang Hao and took a deep breath, Zhang Hao vs. Crane Shitian, that kind of demeanor is also amazing, and he has to admit in his heart that Zhang Hao deserves his attention.

A smile slowly appeared on his face, and his eyes looking at Zhang Hao were also full of recognition and prudence, and he said in a deep voice: "There is only one person who can go to the top of the Fengshen Altar, and that person will not be you, nor will it be them, it can only be one person, it is me." ”

Gu Han's voice was like metal rubbing, strong and powerful, with a kind of firmness, which made people feel convinced from the heart.

Not to mention other people, even a few teammates around Zhang Hao felt in their hearts that Gu Han had this ability and ability.

"Stinky fart, I'll knock you down on top." Zhang Hao didn't care at all.

Gu Han suddenly smiled, turned to leave, and left with his supporters.

"Why don't we go check it out too?" Shen Lu asked cautiously.

Zheng Dazhong said: "We have not received the gift of the ancestral gods, and we must go. ”

Li Zihua's eyes rolled and he didn't speak, but what Zheng Dazhong said was right, if he wanted to get the gift of the ancestral god, he could only move forward, where would the strong men of the iron-blooded clan appear, and challenge the altar of the gods.

Chonglou walked up to Zhang Hao and looked at Zhang Hao with his eyes, very serious, even with an indescribable trust and fanaticism.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Hao was startled by Chonglou's hot eyes.

"Zhang Hao, you can do it, you will definitely do it, I believe that you will be able to knock them off the altar, and I will open the way for you and become a stepping stone for you to ascend the altar." Chonglou said angrily: "I want to be your follower." ”

Chonglou originally just envied Zhang Hao, took Zhang Hao as his goal, and even regarded Zhang Hao as an enemy and wanted to surpass the enemy.

But when he saw Zhang Hao shoot Crane Shitian back with a big axe, he clearly realized that there is a genius in this world, but it is definitely not him, since he can't be a genius, then be a genius's assistant.

The Chongjia is a small family in the remote star, and his goal is also to rebuild the family and build a family that everyone knows for thousands of years, and he can abandon everything for this family.

Of course, this idea is very naïve and ridiculous, several major families have been passed down for thousands of years, even those wealthy families have been inherited for a hundred years, and they are deeply rooted in several planets, and the only way is to break them.

Zhang Hao's appearance gave him hope, he is also not the heir of those big families, he has more strength to break all this.

The Eastern and Western Alliances joined forces, and only a broken corpse could be seen on the road, and even the Iron Blood had to withdraw all the trialists and defend the altar.

When Zhang Hao and the others arrived, thousands of people had gathered around the altar of the gods, and small-scale conflicts could be seen everywhere.

The trial star is full of vitality, xiū'liàn can reach the outside for two days in one day, but the vitality under this god altar is even more abundant, if here xiū'liàn can reach the outside for three days in one day.

Zhang Hao touched his chin and looked at the altar of the gods that was almost inserted into the clouds, and sighed in his heart, I am afraid that there is really a god in this world, and such a building cannot be completed by human beings at all.

The altar itself is a tall and majestic mountain, on which there are stone ladders, ropeways, totems, and Huabiao.

The altar of the gods is like an ancient giant, exuding a vast, ancient idea, with a desolate aura, so that everyone who arrives here has a feeling of worship.

There is a scuffle going on here, countless Terran trialists and iron-blooded trialists are tearing apart, and the trialists on both sides are constantly losing.

At the same time, on the high altar, the strong men of both clans began to climb, and they made a difficult progress towards the top.

"Punch in!" The two of them, Tsuru Shitian and Yue Zhixin, rushed directly over, and several Iron Blood Clan trialists who were blocking in front were directly ignited to the ground.

Moonweaver's weapon is a black whip, which is eerily flexible, and when you loosen it, a trialist of the Iron Blood Clan will be swept up high and thrown into the distance.

What attracted attention was the power of the whip, a warrior of the Iron Blood Clan with a shield, smashed a human trialist and rushed towards her, but she was strangled by the whip, and the neck as thick as a thigh was strangled in two with a click, and the huge body smashed the ground and the gravel flew high, which was terrifying.

"Here's our chance." Zheng Dazhong locked on to a king of the Iron Blood, who was well-armed, with totems on his armor and black helmets, and more than a dozen people fell into his hands.

"Xiaolu blocked, Zihua dragged him, let's go." Zheng Dazhong was the first to rush out.

Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, although this Iron Blood Clan trialist was not yet at the level of the Martial King, he had also reached the top level of the Martial Sect, and the scorching blue flames jumped out of his body from time to time, obviously condensed into a martial soul, far beyond the same level.

This is one of the commanders of these trialists, even when they killed it, they deliberately avoided this iron-blooded clan, and they were unwilling to waste energy and time.

Bang! Shen Lu made a move, and the huge bullet shot accurately into his neck, bursting with a faint red light.

"Good fight!" Li Zihua pressed his hands on the ground, and the hard stone mountain immediately shattered, and huge stone cones pierced out and hit the opponent.

"It's ridiculous, it's really stupid to dare to break into the altar with this little power." The Predator stepped out, the stone cone shattered and was kicked into powder, and the special bullet only left an inconspicuous red dot on his neck.

Boom! Chonglou and Zheng Dazhong struck and killed one left and one right, but before they got close, the boundless power had already swept in, sending Lian Yi out of the air.

Zhang Hao made a move, and the fierce attack was launched, and the distance of more than ten meters was instantly close to him, and the Eight Desolation Split Sky did not hesitate to hit, hitting the opponent's life house fiercely.

A raging flame slammed into flames, and at the same time, the iron-blooded clan also hit Zhang Hao.

"You're not very strong, no wonder you can only guard the altar." Zhang Hao laughed loudly, and his hands had already pinched out nine dazzling lights, and they slammed into the past.

Bang bang bang......

Shrouded in light, nine balls of plasma erupted on the body of this iron-blooded clan, but a black finger bone shot out of his body, half an inch long, and there was divine light shooting out of the black, Zhang Hao's fist seemed to hit the red-hot iron plate, and it was bounced back.

Treasures, Zhang Hao was stunned, this kind of anti-heaven thing is generally in the hands of the Martial Emperor, and the Martial King can't afford it.

The breath on the finger bones was terrifying, filled with the most primitive blood, which made people shudder.

"Come, human, we will fight to the death, and my Bone King will surely kill you and wash away your shame with your blood."

The finger bones are like weapons, pointing at Zhang Hao, there is a smell of killing everything, and even the soul trembles.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly opened his palm and pinched it against the oncoming finger bones.

Snort!

There were black flames flying out of Zhang Hao's palm on the finger bones, and a strange ghost cry came from the finger bones, which made people upset, and Li Zihua, who had just rushed up, changed his face, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell back.

Zhang Hao's hand was wrapped with a soft light, and he brought the finger bone to his eyes, and said softly: "This finger bone is very good, I will accept it." ”

The Bone King was stupid, and looked at Zhang Hao in disbelief, he didn't know what race this mysterious finger bone was, it came from an ancient battlefield, and it carried great power.

Since possessing this finger bone, he has won consecutive battles in the royal court, and has an unshakable position, and has been given the name Bone King by the elders of the royal court.

The most terrifying thing about the finger bone is that it can kill the soul, if there is no preparation in advance, even the Martial King will be injured, and it is impossible for the Martial Sect level to resist at all.

Zhang Hao shook his palm, erased the traces left by the Bone King, and put it away with satisfaction.

When the finger bones were just sacrificed, it was very scary, and Zhang Hao felt a big hand grasp it fiercely in his mind.

But before Zhang Hao could take precautions, the spiritual power of the sea immediately surrounded him, and the two could not hold each other.

Even he didn't know how strong Zhang Hao's spiritual power was, he only knew that it was incomparably pure, far surpassing others.

The power on the finger bones was directly pressed there, but at this time, the relics bracelet appeared, and with a buzz, the already faint light on the finger bones immediately seemed to fall into the water, and it was directly extinguished, and there was a feeling of fear and fear on it.

The relics are inconspicuous, but they specialize in restraining this kind of evil and dark thing, and the bone king attacks Zhang Hao with his finger bones, which is no different from taking a lollipop and putting it in Zhang Hao's hands.

Zhang Hao smiled, got up happily, rushed to the Bone King's body, grabbed the Bone King directly and threw it.

"Do you have a soul defense treasure?" The Bone King got up, still remembered, and killed Zhang Hao fiercely: "Hand it over, I can let you die a decent death, and I can leave you a whole corpse." ”

"I don't think you can keep the whole body." Zhang Hao's fist was quickly raised, opening and closing, his fist reached the flesh, scales flew up, and bones were broken.

In an instant, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered, and the shadow of a mountain ape appeared behind Zhang Hao, he looked up to the sky and roared, instantly grabbed the body of the Bone King, and slammed it on the ground, as if being killed by the Ape King, and kept beating until it was completely killed.

Call! Zhang Hao threw away the corpse of the Bone King and looked around, the surrounding iron-blooded clans had long avoided it and did not dare to approach.

"Come, see if he has the gift of the ancestral gods."

Shen Lu walked over, looked Zhang Hao up and down with beautiful eyes, suddenly reached out and patted Zhang Hao's chest, and said in amazement: "You seem to be more iron-blooded than the iron-blooded clan, are you also a monster." ”

"If I were a monster, I'd be the first to eat you."

Shen Lu glanced at Zhang Hao, his eyes flowed, and he suddenly asked, "You really only have the fifth level of the Martial Sect?" Did you take some hidden level potion, you are actually a powerful martial king. ”

Zhang Hao laughed and said, "I told you that I just ascended to the Martial Sect, do you believe it?" ”

"Believe, it's strange to believe you."

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