readx;? Chapter 847 is in a seriously bad mood

In less than five blinks of an eye, the six martial saints who swaggered in and broke in were all injured and rolled out of the hall!

"In front of Ye, there is no room for you dragons to speak. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qin Hao looked at the six martial saints from afar through the six big holes in the wall, and returned their previous words: "You still cry and invite your family to come and administer justice for you!

Yuan Tengfei and the others stood outside the lobby in embarrassment, looking at Qin Hao and Diao Chan with uncertain expressions. After being silent for a while, Yan Zongyun wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, took a step forward, stared at Qin Hao and said: "Young master is good at kung fu! Yan has been taught! Today's gift, Yan has remembered it in his heart, and he will never dare to forget it!"

"Just say it bluntly, don't say it so tactfully. Qin Hao smiled disdainfully: "Why are you so hypocritical?" But I have to remind you of one thing: I'm a person who basically doesn't hold grudges. Because there was a vengeance, I took revenge at that time. I basically didn't have any enemies, because I had enemies, so I killed them at the time. ”

He leaned forward and smiled with a mouthful of white teeth: "I've been in a bad mood lately, and if I talk nonsense, I want your life, do you believe it or not?"

Yuan Tengfei's face flashed with green anger, and he was about to fight with Qin Hao as soon as his mouth moved. But Qin Hao just glanced at him from a distance, and his eyes were not so sharp, but he just lost the courage to speak. I could only swallow back the cruel words, and secretly ruthless in my heart: "Good boy, I can remember it today!" Hmph, as long as you participate in the exploration of the secret realm of the Beihai Sea, Yuan will always have a chance to cut off your fat and boil oil! And that little girl's skin ......"

He glanced at Diao Chan, who was standing behind Qin Hao again: "Martial arts are very powerful, and he defeated Gongsun Mu in one move." But no matter how much you can fight, can you deal with several martial saints at the same time? Lao Tzu always has a chance to get you to bed and play to death!"

Yuan Tengfei was ruthless in his heart, and Yan Zongyun and the other five martial saints were all ruthless, secretly thinking about how to deal with Qin Hao and Diao Chan in the future. But the cruel words can only be put in the heart, but the face is not daring to show it at all.

The six of them looked at Qin Hao and Diao Chan deeply for a while, then turned their heads and left. Before leaving, Yan Zongyun flicked his fingers, and a sticker flew into the lobby from the big hole in the wall, across a distance of dozens of zhang, and flew directly in front of Qin Hao.

Qin Hao didn't look at the six people, took the post, didn't look at it first, and only smiled at Diao Chan: "Those six guys, it seems that they already have a grudge?"

Diao Chan said coldly: "The one surnamed Yuan, when I met him in the town ten days ago, he already had bad intentions towards others. The Flying Feather Gate has long been at odds with us. ”

Qin Hao smiled, "That's what I said." This time, we will also participate in the exploration of the secret realm of the North Sea, and we have the ambition to get it. The three major factions are destined to be friends and enemies with us, and it doesn't matter if those six people hold grudges or not. ”

He flicked the post with his fingers and whispered to himself, "I don't like to fight and kill." But ...... Whenever I bury my head in leveling, there are always fools who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they send them to my door to increase my experience, and I am embarrassed not to fight......"

As he spoke, he slowly unfolded the poster. On the post, it is written that Song Qianjun of Qianjun Dao, Yao Gongjin of Xinjian Gate, and Sun Tianyu of Feiyu Gate will come to visit the head of the Hidden Immortal Sect at noon tomorrow.

"It's hard to do. Qin Hao frowned and muttered to himself: "The second realm of the Heavenly Rank is not ...... at all I can't transform into a heavenly god body and talk nonsense with the first realm of the three heavenly steps, right? How much divinity is wasted...... Alas, I really miss Master. If the master was here, with her martial arts of the third realm of the Heavenly Rank, she would directly slap the three bull-roaring Heavenly Rank First Realm to death...... Hey, speaking of which, I've been sensing Master every day for the past ten days, but why can't I enter her dreams again?

......

Qin Hao, who was distressed, would not know that Lan Mengling had actually been sleeping for the past ten days.

It's just that the big battle in the dream space has lasted for ten days.

Immersed in the ink-like black clouds, soaked in a pitch-black dream space, the "Great Dark God" Blue Mengling stood high on the dark throne above the clouds, looking down with beautiful eyebrows.

Ten days later, the entire dream space has been completely occupied by her domain. The last territory of the "Martial God" Lan Mengling, Hidden Immortal Island and Hidden Immortal Lake, has long been soaked in black.

The entire dream space, whether it is the sky or the earth, or the mountains and lakes, is already covered with black clouds as thick as mercury.

Everywhere there was a black whirlwind that was grounded in the sky, and everywhere there were black knights paraded in black clouds.

But...... Lan Mengling, the "Martial God" who had lost all his realm, was still resisting violently!

The woman in a black power suit, a black cloak, and a spiritual ponytail bloomed with brilliant golden light all over her body, like a tireless perpetual motion machine, waving her fists and feet vigorously.

The roar of thunder shook the four fields, and the rolling thunder shattered the tide of the Black Knight Legion that rushed towards her. Lightning danced in the sky, tearing the monsters and whirlwinds that the black clouds had turned into apart one by one.

"Why is that bastard so tough-willed?"

Lan Mengling on the throne supported the armrest of the throne on his elbow, his hand held his face, and muttered to himself: "The realm has been completely swallowed up by me, and you are still so spiritual...... Relax a little, discourage, just a little bit. With a little relaxation, my dark realm will be able to soak into her......"

After looking at it for a while, seeing that the "Martial God" Lan Mengling showed no signs of relaxation or discouragement, the "Great Dark God" Lan Mengling had to purse his lips and complained in a low voice: "It's really boring......

Then her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her upper and lower eyelids began to fight, her chin grew little by little, and the corners of her mouth shone with a moist water.

"Hah......" She barely kept her eyes open, looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help yawning, drooped her head, and fell asleep. In her sleep, she was still muttering, "My ...... It's all mine...... On your knees...... If you don't accept it, you die...... Specializing in all kinds of disobedience...... 100 billion people...... They all have to worship me...... I am the only God...... It's so cool......"

"I thought that ten days was enough time to tell the winner. At the top of the dream, the blue dream spirit with a snake tail in his body, and a slight fluctuation flashed in his calm eyes without sorrow or joy: "I thought that the martial god would definitely die...... But I didn't expect that the will of the martial arts was so tenacious, and it was simply impossible to splash water. It seems that this war is going to last for a long time...... Who will win?"

At this time, this blue dream spirit, who was a snake, suddenly tilted his head slightly and listened. After a while, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered, "This is ......"