At this moment, that powerful voice came from far away in the air, Hao's palm turned, and the huge soul blade that was split in the air then surged back into a series of pale white heavenly soul beams visible to the naked eye, and converged in front of him in the retraction, and at that moment his eyes coldly glanced at the stunned fog on the side of the stage, and said loudly: "I wonder if the referee can judge the winner of the competition now?"

That clear voice echoed in the silent fighting arena, obviously bringing back to the senses of many people who were shocked and inexplicable by the scene just now. Raising his eyes, countless eyes swept towards the slightly vague, but still straight figure in the air on the stage, and almost all of them subconsciously swallowed their throats. If the scene in front of me is put before the opening, I am afraid that the people in the audience will never be able to imagine it.

"Heaven Killing! That's the artifact when the High Priest swept through the Divine Realm!"

Finally, after a short period of stunned, Mengchen took two steps forward with a shocked face, looked up at the bundle of heavenly soul power that lingered around Hao's body like a swimming snake, and said excitedly: "The Divine King Hall had a baby born more than two hundred years ago, and the Divine King did not accept the congratulations of the Seven Star Fields afterwards, and soon after, this baby disappeared mysteriously! It is rumored that he was accepted by the high priest as a descendant!"

"You! are the son of the god-king!"

"Wow"

As Mengchen's words came out, layers of noise suddenly erupted in the surrounding field. At the same time, the corners of the mouths of the top powerhouses and the referees on the referee's bench were fiercely pulled, and their faces became wonderful.

Perhaps, even if he is witnessing Hao's extraordinary difference, there are not many people who can really tell Hao's true identity like Mengchen. No one expected it. This kid who has been ridiculed by the competition since he stepped into the arena today, and was even brutally interrupted by the fog at the end of the competition, which made everyone choose to watch coldly. He has a status that is more noble than that of a master!

"Competition, the final winner is Hao!"

Touching the eyes swept from the stage, and then hearing Mengchen's words at this time, the old man who had already gotten up in the center of the referee's seat also had a trace of shame on his face, and immediately announced it with great difficulty.

On one side, Dream had already stretched out her palm to cover her mouth, which had grown out of surprise, and at this time she only felt that her whole head seemed to be short-circuited. Stunned on the spot.

"Without Dream Girl, I wouldn't have been able to get such a great opportunity, even if I won the competition. I'll opt out and give you back your freedom. Of course, if you think I'm a good person, we can also try to deal with it. How?"

"You're dreaming. The toad wants to eat swan meat. As for a wandering god like you, don't say that I don't look down on it at all, and then my father will try his best to oppose it!"

"Also, a hairy boy who wanders the starry sky, he is living a precarious life, how can he be worthy of the daughter of the master of water?"

In his mind, the conversation with a wry smile on the young man's face as he left the Snow God's tomb swirled, and Dream suddenly felt his face be hot. Although, from beginning to end, she was not at all like the other gods. has expressed her disdain for wandering gods like Hao and Fat, but really, deep in her heart, she always has a sense of superiority as a god of the Seven Star Domains, but at this moment, as Hao's identity was broken by Mengchen, this contrast completely destroyed that sense of superiority almost instantly.

"Aunt Liu, Daddy's words just now" There was a hint of disbelief in his tone, and after a little relief, Dream turned his eyes to look at Liu Yan, who was also surprised on the side, and asked.

Shaking his head with great difficulty, Liu Yan said bitterly: "It shouldn't be wrong! The Heavenly Soul Technique can only be practiced under the guidance of the Supreme High Priest of the Divine Realm by entering the High Priest's Hall and becoming a Dharma Protector of the Great Palace. And for each succession of the master, the High Priest's Hall will send a Dharma Protector to give a starry sky soul map, if you can't have the ability to participate in this soul map, you will retreat to the second place to be lured by the God King Palace, and become a reclusive outside the palace. ”

"You must know that the peerless powerhouses who can master the Heavenly Soul Technique are all people at the peak level of the God Realm, how can they only be Hao's age? And before he summoned that artifact, Lord Juggernaut already had suspicions, but he didn't think about it at all for a while, and it was impossible for anyone to connect a wandering boy with the high priest and his old man at once!"

"This young man is really the son of the God King!"

The announcement on the central referee's seat fell, and many eyes were moving, and they also slowly shifted to the foggy mist, whose face was uncertain, obviously, many people wanted to find the answer from the reaction of this Northern Mist Lord God who was absolutely one of the best in the divine realm, but then Liu Yan did not deliberately lower the voice into his ears, and suddenly made countless people take a breath of cold air.

"The main god of the Northern Fog can be regarded as kicking the iron plate this time, not only taking the life of one of the most painful sons, but also provoking the son of the god king, I am afraid that it will be a major event that will delay his succession to the next master of water. ”

As we all know, the gods have never lacked children because of their long lifespan, and even some strong people have hundreds of children in their lives, and similarly, the more children there are, the more love for them will be much weaker because of the dispersion, and after leaving the clan, only those children with good talents and outstanding abilities will still get the attention of their parents, and some mediocre children may be thousands of years away, and it is difficult to see their parents.

Obviously, Wu Wanliu is by no means the kind of child who is beaten into the cold palace. It can be seen from his strength and the position he holds in the Northern Fog Star Region that among the dozens of children of the Northern Fog Lord God, he can be said to be one of the few children who are spoiled by the fog. Although since the beginning of today's competition, even if Wumeng wants to break his head, it is impossible for him to think that his son will lose. Because before the marriage event began, he estimated that the strongest opponent of Wu Wanliu was Ze Ruohan, the first person in the Water Star Domain who was known as a young god under a thousand years, so in order to ensure that he could marry a dream without fail, he spent countless efforts to refine and compress a Zeural Force Yuan Core based on dozens of superb planets, and a powerful celestial power that could allow Wu Wanliu to cross the huge gap of the main god after casting the Fusion Star Decision.

At this moment, the palm of the hand hidden under the sleeve was already dark purple. Looking up at the mist that exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the air on the stage, and didn't even leave a piece of clothing, his heart was dripping blood. A certain moment. Even he couldn't suppress the sharp pain and anger in his heart at all, and wanted to go directly to the stage and tear Hao to pieces, but he knew that judging from the latter's current state of vigilance, and the last Heavenly Soul Technique to break through the shield of the divine power space he cast, even if the main god powerhouse present did not intervene to stop it, if he wanted to capture and kill him under the thunderous blow. It also seems to be a bit of a difficult thing to do.

Moreover, the consequences of doing so, Wu Meng didn't even dare to think about it!

Exhale deeply. Wumeng barely calmed down the churning emotions in his heart, and in the blink of an eye, he stared at Hao who was staring at him coldly in the air on the stage for a long time, the corners of his mouth squirmed several times, and finally snorted coldly: "The young people of this generation in the Divine Realm are really talented! The heart of the North Fog Star District is convinced!"

After speaking. Wumeng turned his head and took a deep look at Mengchen, who had a somewhat strange face, arched his hands, and said, "Congratulations to the eldest brother for winning this good son-in-law, forgive the elder brother for saying goodbye first, and I will not accompany him here!"

"Whoosh"

When the words fell, the misty figure flashed, and Wu Zi left an afterimage in place and disappeared. Seeing this, a layer of fluctuation set off in Mengchen's eyes. Immediately, he hurriedly explained: "Protector Liu, the next event will be presided over by you and several star district gods for the time being. I'm going to see Brother Wumeng!"

"Yes!"

Looking at Mengchen, who also flashed away after nodding lightly towards Hao on the stage, Liu Yan and several main gods next to him looked at each other, with a wry smile on their faces.

"Marry him!"

As the game came to a complete end, a shout came from nowhere, and then this sound was like a boulder smashed into a calm lake, which suddenly stirred up a thousand ripples, and the entire fighting arena immediately boiled, and the dense crowd of people left the table and rose, and one after another shouts converged into a torrent: "Marry him, marry him, marry him!"

The shouts came one after another, from the initial chaos to a neat wave!

Feeling the fiery atmosphere around him, his eyes swept the time, and he saw that even if Liu Yan and more than a dozen referees on the auxiliary referee's bench came forward, it would be difficult to contain the hot scene in the fighting arena for a while, the corners of Hao's mouth couldn't help but bend a little relieved, and finally his eyes shifted, and he came into contact with Meng's eyes that were as crystal clear as a pool of autumn water, and the two smiled tacitly.

It's just that this smile, Hao saw a trace of unusual softness in those eyes!

After staring at each other for a long time, he slowly retracted his gaze, and turned his eyes to look at the air where Wu Wanliu's body exploded into nothingness, Hao's eyes also flashed with a little confused and inexplicable brilliance, when he issued that Heavenly Soul Technique just now, he was in a fit of rage, but at the moment when the Soul Skill broke the void, he keenly noticed that there was an illusory figure that was indistinguishable to the naked eye and was sucked into the shattered space. However, the next moment when he obliterated the fog Wanliu, because he hurriedly gathered his mind to be wary of the next move of the fog meng, he did not pay too much attention to the origin of the strange figure.

"Why does that man's body and appearance look so much like me?"

"Whoosh"

For a while, Zhang Hao only felt that his entire body was swept into a rapidly rotating whirlpool, and this process of dark rotation made him feel so familiar, or so unfamiliar.

I don't know how long time has passed, when he completely woke up from this chaotic and hazy feeling, Zhang Hao's eyes were suddenly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he turned over and sat up, and the fragments of disordered memories suddenly hit his brain, making him feel a headache at the same time, but he couldn't remember any complete things and things in the dream just now.

"Whew"

Exhaled a few deep breaths, Zhang Hao's eyes flickered and looked down at the hands that were trembling slightly at this time, but they didn't look real, and the memories of the scenes he had experienced before the coma surged rapidly, so that he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and turned his head suddenly, when he saw Meng Yurou lying on the stone platform next to him on one side, he let out a long sigh of relief.

His heart moved slightly, and the black power surged like flowing water, gently dispelling a thin layer of flames covering the two of them, and when Meng Yurou's pale and sickly face reappeared in front of him, Zhang Hao's brows furrowed, and a beautiful face appeared in his mind.

"Dreams?"

Almost the moment that beautiful face emerged from the domain of his mind, Zhang Hao also moved his mouth with a somewhat demonic expression, and a confusing name muttered out of his mouth (to be continued......