Chapter 1188: An Old Locust Tree

There was a dead silence. E┡Fiction Ww┡W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

Everyone's expressions were a little dull.

Especially at the boat, the white-clothed old man and his group were even more stunned.

They were in a trance, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Punch!

Just a simple punch, and the battle is over!

Not only did their rookies fail miserably, they were also stripped naked, which was horrible!

This... is this a dream?

Although their rookie has only been promoted to the late stage, his strength is not weak at all. He is a real thousand-year-old monster. How could he be defeated by a single punch?

Who is that guy on the other side?

"Oh! What a pity!"

Those watching the theater from the Fifth Continent and the Seventh Continent shook their heads and sighed, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Who is he? This strength is too terrifying! He is almost catching up with those few!"

"This is not a newcomer, it is clearly another peerless old monster! It is really strange, why have I never heard of it?"

Everyone was whispering and discussing.

Their eyes were shocked and puzzled, and they all focused on Tang Hao.

After looking at it for a while, they were even more in awe and fear.

"Look, that is the third form of the spirit bone. Judging by the characteristics, it is probably a dragon bone! Another super strong man!"

"My God! It's unbelievable to repair a keel to the third form!"

The doubts in their hearts became more and more intense.

"Hey! A group of idiots, who don't even know their strength, just shoot casually. He is the one you can provoke? He is the ninth king of the ages, King Qin! The evildoer who once beheaded the leader!"

Ji Ling said gloatingly.

"What? He is King Qin?"

Everyone was shocked,

If struck by lightning.

On those faces, there was only complete sluggishness.

"Go! Go!"

Ji Ling Laodao and the others put on treasure clothes, armor, and sacrificed defensive treasures, and got into the nine-color crystal mist from the side.

"Haha! What a fool!"

The others also laughed a few times and got in.

Old Demon Swallowing the Sky, and the Emperor Ling still said nothing, they glanced coldly at Tang Hao, and then rushed into the crystal mist.

"Old Mu, I'm leaving!"

The uncle was very proud, he waved his hand at the old man in white shirt, then closed the big ship, laughed and rushed into the crystal fog.

"Oh! Which one should I wear?"

At this time, Tang Hao was still struggling, he took out a dragon robe for a while, and a treasure garment for a while, and put them on to try them out.

When everyone in the four directions saw it, their eyes widened even further.

"Oh my god! I read it right! Isn't that old Yanhuang's treasured garment? And that one is the treasured garment of Old Monster Han..."

"No way! How could their precious clothes be in this guy's hands?"

Their tone was a little trembling, but they thought of a terrible conclusion.

"Or this one!"

Tang Hao picked for a while, picked out a white treasure garment, put it on, waved his hand again, sacrificed five or six defensive treasures, and rushed into the crystal mist.

Everyone outside still looked dull, unable to recover for a long time.

In their impression, King Qin was just a junior, a boy in his twenties, although he was evil, his cultivation was still far away from them, and it was said that he was also dead.

But now, not only is he alive, but his cultivation level has also leapt to their level, becoming a super strong man surpassing them!

"King Qin! What a King Qin!"

Many people murmured and smiled bitterly.

"This king of Qin is really as monstrous as rumored! Don't provoke him!"

All the old monsters were all stunned, and became more and more awed.

After feeling for a long time, they collected their minds and entered the crystal mist one after another.

Entering the crystal fog, flying up for a while, the uncle in front fell down. Tang Hao followed and fell, and saw a vast nine-color crystal field appearing in front of him, full of pits and ravines.

"This is Dao Lake!"

The uncle said, "Remember, you must never go deep. Also, you must follow us and don't get lost. This Dao Lake is very big, and there are dangers everywhere."

"Once you get lost, you have to pay attention. If you see a well, you must leave it far away. Remember not to approach it. It is the most dangerous place in the entire Dao Lake."

Saying that, the uncle's face became extremely dignified.

Tang Hao's expression moved slightly, a well? Depend on! Could it be that Sadako could crawl out of it?

He slandered a few times, then nodded yes.

"Let's dig here!"

The uncle turned around, entered a ditch, took out a sword, and started digging.

"Hey Yo! Hey Yo!"

Liu Laodao picked up the hoe and started digging.

Tang Hao walked a few steps along the ditch and looked around.

This place is a bit similar to the Five Colors Mountain. There is also something inside the crystal wall, which can be vaguely seen, but it is not clear what it is and whether it is intact.

And the surrounding crystal fog is indeed quite dangerous, corroding the light curtain all the time.

Only old monsters can come in after asking questions. If it is a baby, Jindan, it won't last for a few minutes.

Originally, he wanted to rob for a while, so many old monsters gathered together, it was really unreasonable not to rob, but when he thought that the uncle had said that this place was extremely dangerous, he could only give up this idea.

He took out a sword and began to dig.

Jingle! Jingle!

A group of five people became industrious miners, digging non-stop.

The nine-color crystals are very hard. After digging for a long time, Tang Hao finally found one thing, which was a pot, but it was damaged and worthless.

"Depend on!"

Tang Hao threw the things away, a little depressed.

"Haha! A treasure-level flying knife!"

Grandpa cheered.

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at the golden and shining flying knife in the uncle's hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

"How come my luck in digging treasures is always so bad!"

Tang Hao was very depressed. Last time he dug for a long time in the Five Colors Mountain, it was full of rubbish. Could it be the same this time?

"Fuck! I don't believe in evil anymore!"

Tang Hao took a deep breath and continued to dig.

A broken sword, a broken zither, and a broken axe, all of them were broken, and cheers kept coming from the side, Tang Hao almost went crazy.

"I dig! I keep digging!"

Tang Hao grabbed his sword, and dug harder, and he pulled out one after another, but nothing was good. In the end, he dug out another old tree.

This is an old locust tree, only one person tall, broken and withered, as if it is dead.

"Fuck! A broken tree!"

Tang Hao cursed loudly, almost doubting his life.

Looking at the broken things all over the floor, Tang Hao really wanted to throw them away, but after thinking about it, they were antiques after all, so if he went back and fiddled with them, maybe they could be used as waste.

Thinking of this, he put away all these things, even the old locust tree was solemnly put away by him.

"Go! Let's change places!"

At this time, the uncle proposed to lead a group of people to jump out of the valley and go up to Jingyuan.