In the end, the two-legged one still didn't run the four-legged one, and Kang Dumu completely calmed down. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's just a head...... The tigress ......" The white dog mastiff turned around, hid behind Han Xing, and simply turned into a little white again, pretending to be well-behaved.

Han Xing looked at Kang Dumu's panting and undulating chest, and said secretly: "This god corpse's chest is so big...... A typical muscular man!"

His gaze followed Kang Dumu's chest upward, and his eyes suddenly froze......

Han Xing had goosebumps all over his body, and he was almost scared to pee!

He sensed something very unreal: "This god corpse does not have the man's protruding Adam's apple...... It's a woman!"

Looking at the green and white, uneven and rotten face of the god corpse hidden behind the black fog, Han Xing was so disgusted by his own guess that he almost vomited.

No wonder no one noticed her disguised as a man, and the collar of the cover was tightly fastened to cover the Adam's apple...... If it weren't for the decay of the collar today, it would never have revealed a flaw!

Under Han Xing's slightly surprised gaze, Kang Dumu's face turned cold, and then said: "Third, it's not difficult for me to be obedient, I want you to resurrect me like this dead dog, and in addition, bring 1,200 grass heads back to life!"

"Death, can you speak? You have to force me to say the feeling of pressing the paw on your chest just now......" The white dog god mastiff screamed.

Kang Dumu's face was so angry that his face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and he almost couldn't bear it anymore and pounced again, but he surprisingly didn't move, just raised his eyes and stared at Han Xing, and the eyes of the two were facing each other in the air.

He's waiting for Han Sung's reply!

The white dog mastiff looked at the two of them, and said, "Kang Dumu, your grandmother's, your request is a bit too much, isn't it?"

"...... It's just taking Lao Tzu as a big wrong," Han Xing cursed, a little depressed.

"He said this because he was sure that I couldn't do it, and wanted me to give up the idea of accepting him," Han Xing pondered.

He Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes were bloody, and he suddenly roared: "The questions you asked, Lao Tzu will answer you one by one now!"

"First, if Lao Tzu can get in, he can get out! Do you think this Burial God Heavenly Domain is still floating in the spatial turbulence? It has long been accepted by the Creation Immortal Jade" He pointed his nose with his thumb upward, and said proudly: "And Lao Tzu, I, am the master of this Creation Immortal Jade! And you are now in the second layer of this Creation Immortal Domain!"

This statement can definitely explain the past for Kang Dumu......

This, in the endless years, he had been aware.

Although Han Xing is a little arrogant, he can enter the Burial God Heaven Domain, and he is not harmed, which means that he is indeed the master of immortal jade, and he is not lying!

Kang Dumu muttered: "Could it be that this kid has any deep background besides being the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor?"

The creation of immortal jade is also famous in the fairy world, and in several catastrophes, most of them have been mastered by ancient saints.

As soon as he thought of this, Kang Dumu began to sweat profusely and didn't dare to move.

The Korean star continues to intimidate......

"Do you want me to prove to you that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun is in my body? Do you want Zhenjun's remnant soul to come out to see you?" It's not impossible to ......" Han Xing unceremoniously disdained: "But, Zhenjun has always been benevolent and doesn't like to kill...... However, if anyone wants to disturb his practice, he will kill him regardless of whether you have an eighty-year-old mother or a child waiting to be fed...... Do you understand that? Look, do you still need me to summon him for you?"

Kang Dumu's head was as big as a fight: "Stop! What does this have to do with the eighty-year-old mother and the child who is waiting to be fed?" But listening to Han Xing's foaming threat, his heart couldn't help but panic.

He frowned, pondered for a long time, and then asked, "Does he not have any tokens in your hands?"

Kang Dumu was completely out of the way...... Follow-up again.

"Well......" Han Xing's face was very uneasy, and he said in a deep voice: "I won't tell you, there is a token, it's just ...... Seeing this thing is like seeing the true monarch, I'm afraid you can't afford it, or ...... It's good not to take it out. ”

"What's so bullshit, scare me!" Kang Dumu smiled coldly, paying attention to Han Xing's face, and said with retreat: "Don't talk to me about these useless things, there has to be a sound when you fart, it's useless to just exert yourself, yes, you just take it out, no, there is no room for turning around in the matter between us...... No need to talk!"

"You forced me to do this, and I will bear the consequences......" Han Xing decided to scare him to the end.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and in the midst of the brilliance was a jet-black iron rod, floating in front of Kang Dumu.

Kang Dumu was so angry with Han Xing that his chest was stuffy for a while, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

He rushed out, stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron rod, and shouted: "You are so bold, you dare to take a burning stick and pretend to be a token of the true monarch, and play me as a fool, I just fight for this life, and I will never break with you!"

"Lock the Immortal Exterminator Hand!" Kang Dumu snorted, his palm grabbed forward, and a big hand the size of a hundred zhang, the whole body was pitch black, and the big hand that exuded bursts of cold air instantly condensed.

He wanted to grab this iron rod in his hand, and then use this stick to kill Han Xing under the stick......

Only in this way can hatred be relieved!

The "Lock Immortal Exterminator Hand" is a god-level combat move, which can capture the magic weapon with your bare hands, sparing you to move and dodge quickly, and it is difficult to avoid.

But today, with Kang Dumu's full strength, that little iron rod was so easy to dodge and dodge with the help of God!

"It's weird!" Kang Dumu was extremely strange......

Suddenly, the situation in his eyes changed, as if he had entered the Shura Hell in an instant.

"I don't know whether I'm dead or alive, I'll let you see the Heaven Slaughter Halberd...... The Instrument Spirit Punishment Heaven has not evolved yet, but when?" Han Xing snorted coldly.

Leisurely, a hazy black smoke burst out of the burning stick, and there was a skeletal grimace mark on the stick, as if it was alive, and with a snort, it burst out of the black smoke.

In an instant, a huge, transparent, and crystal-white crystal skull appeared in front of him, like an island floating in the sky.

In the eye frame of the crystal skull, a pair of blue eyes were inlaid with a strange red color, which suddenly turned into a strange red color.

A powerful divine consciousness attack swept out of the crystal skull's eyes in an instant, and fell towards Kang Dumu.

Kang Dumu was horrified, and the color of fear instantly filled his eyes, and his mind was completely lost.

For a brief moment, his thoughts felt as if he had passed through purgatory......

A large hall is conjured up in front of you, and a rusty and mottled copper plaque is hung in the middle, which is engraved with four ancient characters of Zhongding "Hajj Heavenly Temple".

Pilgrimage to the Heavenly Temple!

Kang Dumu's heart shook......

This is exactly the temple located at the mouth of the Thirty-three Days of Guanjiang that his six Meishan brothers and 1,200 grass-headed gods guarded for the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch!

It's just that the temple that was angry at the beginning has become full of rubble, how sad is this?

Suddenly, he gasped, and a look of disbelief shot into his eyes......

On both sides of the main hall, the 1,200 grass-headed gods and the white dog god mastiff arranged in the row without exception had an additional blood hole in the center of the eyebrows, and the blood that had dried up for thousands of years had already coagulated into a sauce purple.

Even the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, who was sitting on the top of the main hall wearing a purple and gold robe, stepping on oolong combat boots, and holding a three-pointed and two-edged halberd, was not spared, and the blood hole on his head was pierced, and the front and back were transparent, and a bloody aura spread out from the blood hole.

Kang Dumu raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful cry: "Ah...... The god king and the soulless grass-headed god should live forever in the world, who is it? Who harmed them?"

Thump!

Kang Dumu knelt on his knees, tears rolled down, and said: "Zhenjun, in the past, you dominated the world, what kind of power was you? I didn't expect you to be not on the list of gods, but you also suffered such a poisonous hand, I have been reborn, as long as I get out of the Burial God Heaven Domain, no matter whether it is heaven or earth, poor and the ends of the earth, I will also find the murderer and avenge you!"

He bit his lip and kowtowed three times to the sky!

Kang Dumu stood up, his heart was broken, and he burst into tears: "It's dead, it's all dead, there's nothing left......"

At this moment, his eyes flashed with shock......

Suddenly, the scene of Han Xing receiving the Bronze Battle Pillar, the Heaven Slaughtering War Halberd, and the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch teaching Han Xing's supernatural martial arts was fully visible......

He saw the almost transparent figure of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun composed of starlight, and his hands flew up, and all the godheads of the 1,200 grass-headed gods were smashed into the scene in Han Xing's body.

Subsequently, the remnant god of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun also turned into a streamer and entered Han Xing's mountain and river society map.

Kang Dumu woke up like a dream......

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch's cultivation has reached this situation, although he was penetrated by the artifact, suffered heavy losses, and lost his combat effectiveness, how can he be killed?

As long as there is still a trace of remnant spirit, one day, I will gather my true body again and dominate the world!

"Why do you have such a scene in your mind?" Just as Kang Dumu was stunned, all the illusions disappeared.

There was only a burning stick left in the air, and even the jade skull was gone.

Boom!

The originally pitch-black burning stick suddenly rushed into hundreds of divine rays, and in an instant, it turned into a three-pointed and two-edged halberd like an optimus pillar.

The halberd went to pierce through the sky and tear the distance of space.

A killing brilliance suddenly struck in front of Kang Dumu, and suddenly stopped.

The uncertain blade, one foot shorter, could pierce through his skull.

Now even if Kang Dumu's mana is monstrous, he is a true god, and there are thousands of Dao laws, he can't stop the shocking blow of the Heaven Slaughter Divine Halberd!

As long as Han Xing pushes him slightly, he can be torn apart and his flesh and blood will burst.

"This Heaven Slaughtering Divine Halberd is the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Blade, can you recognize it? I don't know if it can be counted as the token you want? All the causes and consequences, I have already let the instrument spirit manifest, if you push back again and refuse to submit, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Han Xinghuo raised his head and said in a deep voice.

His eyes were like lightning, and his words were calm, but they contained endless majesty.