Can you judge the cultivation of these gods during their lifetime?"

Although Cheng Hao could sense that the cultivation of these corpses was very strong during his lifetime, he couldn't make a judgment on how strong they were, this kind of thing was still Lan Meng's most professional.

"The highest will not exceed the peak of the eighth order!"

Lan Meng just glanced at it casually and made a judgment.

"Are you sure?

"Not necessarily!"

Lan Meng's divine sense said: "These are all underage origin gods, and it is naturally impossible for them to reach the ninth order when they cultivate!"

Seeing Cheng Hao's puzzled look, Lan Meng continued to explain: "The underage God Clan will have multiple divine patterns on their bodies, but when they become adults, these divine patterns will be condensed into an Origin Divine Pattern, so as to step into the ninth-order void realm!"

"These thirty-six Protoss all have a lot of divine patterns on their bodies, obviously, none of them are adults!" Lan Meng's mouth showed a sneer, "But this is also normal, the group of miscellaneous Bone Ancestors only dare to bully some underage Protoss, the Origin Protoss of true adulthood can be called invincible in the face of foreign races, and it is not at all something that those miscellaneous can provoke!"

Cheng Hao nodded, the Origin Protoss can dominate the Origin Universe for hundreds of millions of years, and it must have an unparalleled advantage in combat power, and there should be no pressure on one person to fight several monks of the same level alone.

"Cheng Hao, what do you do with these corpses?" Lan Meng looked like he wanted to clean up the corpses of these clansmen, but he didn't dare to make any moves, for fear of causing a ban reaction here.

"How to deal with it?"

Cheng Hao took a deep breath, raised his hand and punched out, and in an instant, the stone tablet standing in front of the mountain range in front of him was directly smashed by him.

"Are you crazy?!"

Cheng Hao's actions naturally aroused the anger of the powerhouses of the five major families, and they quickly broke away from the place one by one, far away, and questioned Cheng Hao with angry faces.

In this kind of world where everything looks weird, do you dare to act so recklessly, are you really not afraid of death?

"Although I don't have the memory of my past life, I don't want to escape some responsibilities!"

Nodding at Lan Meng, Cheng Hao then took a step forward and picked up a corpse in front of him very gently.

Perhaps because of Cheng Hao's actions, the dead qi emanating from the corpse became more and more intense, so thick that Cheng Hao, a powerhouse in the Chaos Great Perfection Realm, began to be a little unbearable.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home!"

However, Cheng Hao didn't seem to feel the corrosion of the dead air around him at all, but whispered softly to the corpse in his arms, like an elder, comforting the junior next to him.

Cheng Hao's voice was not loud, but the people present could hear it clearly, only to see that the moment Cheng Hao's voice fell, the dead air emitted by the corpse in his arms suddenly sudden, and then, the dead air began to condense rapidly, and finally, it turned into a vague human form.

I saw the vague figure of the dead gas, kneeling on the ground, seemed to be quite excited, and kowtowed directly to Cheng Hao nine times, and then stood up and waved his hand at him, as if he was saying goodbye.

Immediately after, the human form that the death qi turned into began to dissipate, and with him, there was also the death aura that was originally rich to the extreme.

Without the interference of dead air, Cheng Hao easily put the corpse in his arms into the Haotian Tower, during this period, there was no interference, and even the dead air emitted by the surrounding corpses did not approach him at all.

Seeing this scene, the powerhouses of the other major families were suddenly moved, although they couldn't judge what kind of cultivation those corpses had before they were alive, they also knew that it was definitely beyond the realm of the Great Perfection Chaos God.

This kind of corpse is an excellent material for refining a top-level Chaos Treasure!

"Mengshan, you go, follow his method, and see if you can collect the corpse!"

Although they were moved, the Great Perfection powerhouses of several major families were also very cautious, except for the Dream Family who sent a peak Chaos God to collect the corpse, the other families did not send any clansmen.

However, when the Dream Family member named Dream Mountain walked up to one of the corpses, as soon as he stretched out his hands, his figure froze directly in place, and then under the gaze of the monks, he slowly leaned back and fell to the ground.

I saw that at the center of the eyebrows of the dream mountain, there was a small black wound at some point, and in that wound, the rich breath of death had completely eroded his primordial spirit.

Cheng Hao glanced indifferently at the surrounding monks, ignoring their surprised gazes, came to Mengshan, kicked out, and kicked his body into the area where the Meng family was located.

After that, Cheng Hao leaned down and gently hugged the corpse of the Protoss who was half kneeling on the ground and seemed to be willing to die rather than lie down.

This corpse is already blurred with flesh and blood, but it can be vaguely seen that this is a female protoss, perhaps because of this, when Mengshan stretched out his hands just now, he suffered from this corpse's instinctive counterattack!

How could the corpse of the woman of the Origin God Clan be touched by a group of seventh-order ants at will?

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home!"

As Cheng Hao's voice fell, the rich dead air on the corpse also began to shake violently, and then turned into the image of a woman, although the appearance was not clear, but in Cheng Hao's induction, this woman was about the size of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl of the human race before her death.

The girl who turned into dead air did not kneel and kowtow, but leaned in front of Cheng Hao very affectionately, rubbing her little head on his chest, and then the dead air dispersed and the smoke dissipated.

For some reason, the corners of Cheng Hao's eyes were a little moist, at his realm at this time, not to mention hard-heartedness, but it was difficult to have mood swings, like this feeling of wanting to cry, he hadn't felt it for many years.

"This kid, you know me well?"

Looking at Lan Meng, who stepped forward step by step, Cheng Hao's divine sense transmission asked.

"It's very familiar!" Tears spilled from the corners of Lan Meng's eyes, "To be exact, she is your niece, and you are her uncle!"

Lan Meng leaned down and stroked the bloody girl's corpse a few times, as if making a final goodbye.

"We didn't have children in our previous life, this little niece, you have always treated you as a daughter!"

"No wonder!"

Cheng Hao sighed, no wonder he couldn't help but cry sadly, this was not because he was not strong-willed, but because of the sadness from the depths of the true spirit, which made him difficult to control at all.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hao put the corpse in his arms into the Haotian Tower, and then walked forward again, picked up a corpse that had no head not far away, and comforted him softly.

"Don't be afraid, kid, I'll take you home!"

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