Chapter 388 The Heirs of the Great Man

"you!"

Hearing Su Hao's words, Na Wenyuan spit out a mouthful of blood again, but the suffocating energy in his body became even stronger.

Su Hao didn't care about this, but looked at Wen Song who was condensing the bloodline imprint of the Flame Demon.

But right now!

A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Hao, and his hands grabbed Su Hao's throat like eagle claws.

It was the black-robed old man surnamed Hao who had been guarding Wen Song.

The palm of his shot turned dark black, giving people a feeling of corrupting everything. It should have brought some poisonous infuriating energy when he shot.

The moment it approached Su Hao's throat, the speed suddenly burst out, filling Su Hao's head.

clang!

His hand grabbed Su Hao's throat, but he couldn't scratch Su Hao's throat, but left a dark handprint, which looked extremely bright red.

"poisonous!"

Su Hao immediately screened his breath, and withdrew from the poisonous smoke.

His eyes looked at the old man in black who shot.

The black clothed old man's attack just now was actually confusing Su Hao. He knew that his attack could not break Su Hao's defense, but he still attacked. That was because his cultivation was a poison attack.

Poison is his weapon of murder.

"You've overwhelmed my poison attack. Once you use True Qi, those toxins will enter your body along with your skin!"

The black-robed old man looked at Su Hao coldly.

"But I won't kill you. After the young master fuses the imprint of the flame demon blood, let the young master kill you!"

"Well! Is that so? Do you think your poison can do anything to me? It's just a joke I made to you."

Su Hao rubbed the dark mark on his throat and said coldly.

When he was talking, the mark that was floating on Su Hao's throat was suddenly replaced by King Kong and disappeared.

"You take a picture of me too!"

When Su Hao was talking, he slammed a stick at the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man was shocked. He wanted to dodge Su Hao's stick, but found that he couldn't dodge at all, but he also wanted to dodge.

But he found that a huge gravity was pressing on him, and he could only watch the long stick slamming towards him.

However, he did not notice that his body was broken, and only saw that the long stick touched his chest lightly.

"Is this stick not powerful!"

Just when he was thinking like this in his heart, a suffocating aura erupted from the long stick and charged directly towards his body.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Bang! Under this energy, his whole body flew out, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was wrapped in a suffocating energy, and he couldn't move at all.

"No one can stop me now!"

Su Hao carried the magic stick and walked towards Na Wensong.

At this time, the bloodline of Wen Song had already entered his body, and he seemed to feel the danger. The bloodline in his body was broken and formed when Su Hao arrived in front of him.

The flame demon bloodline mark behind him was perfectly formed on his back.

He opened his eyes, and there was a red light in his eyes, because the imprint of his bloodline was a little unstable, which made him unable to stabilize the fierceness of the flame demon.

"Damn human, you want to kill me, let me end you!"

When he was talking, the flame demon bloodline behind him continued to emit light, and blood-red stripes began to extend on his back, and then covered his entire body.

While covering the whole body, Wen Song's body also changed, and the whole body was wrapped in flames.

A brutal, bloodthirsty, desolate, ancient aura emanated from him,

Then the flame continued to expand, endless heat radiated in all directions, and layers of mist appeared throughout the valley.

Roar!

With a huge roar, a flame demon of dozens of meters appeared in the valley, and suddenly the valley seemed to become a huge furnace, exuding billowing heat.

"Flame Demon, Young Master has completely absorbed Qin Wanli's bloodline imprint!"

At this time, the black-robed old man who was injured by Su Hao looked at the flame demon transformed by Wen Song, his face showed fiery excitement.

Wen Song, who turned into a flame demon, looked at Su Hao with anger in his eyes.

He had a feeling in his heart that he was going to kill the person in front of him.

One palm shot out, this palm sent out, and immediately the fiery flames flew out, turning into a flaming dragon, and bombarded Su Hao.

When he took out his palm, the flames on his body turned into flames, and they also turned into dragons.

These Flaming Flood Dragons swarmed towards Su Hao at the same time, like galloping horses.

Su Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. He had seen Murongyue's bloodline before, but he had never seen Murongyue's transformation.

After this Wen Song absorbed Qin Wanli's blood, he really turned into a flame demon, which made him a little surprised.

"call!"

Su Hao slapped the swarming flaming dragons with his big hand and was completely shattered by the power generated by the big hand, turning into flames.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} But the flames converged again, forming a huge dragon howling.

Su Hao waved his hand but found that when he shattered these flames, these flames were constantly reorganizing.

"Um!"

When Su Hao smashed the Flaming Flood Dragon with one palm, he also understood in his heart.

"This flame dragon originates from the flame demon. If you don't kill the flame demon, these flames will not disappear!"

Su Hao directly ignored the flame dragon in front of him and smashed Wen Song, who was transformed into a flame demon, with a stick.

And Wen Song, who turned into a flame demon, seemed to feel the threat of this stick, and immediately grabbed his magma-like arms, clasped his fists, and attacked Su Hao's magic stick.

boom!

The two forces collided, Su Hao's magic stick smashed his arms directly and slammed on his body.

But after the flame demon shattered, they gathered together again. Without any injuries, he roared and charged towards Su Hao.

Su Hao threw a stick again and shattered it, the flame demon regrouped again, but Su Hao found that the flame energy on his body was a little less.

"The flame demon bloodline is really interesting!"

Su Hao looked at this situation and felt a little emotional, as if Wen Song was also in the middle stage of life and death.

It might be a little difficult for Su Hao to kill the opponent.

However, this Wen Song's strength has not yet reached the level of life and death, so under Su Hao's continuous chaos, he quickly turned into a human figure.

Wen Song in human form is a bit miserable.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his meridians burst, and a stream of blood continued to flow out.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes at this time.

He didn't expect that a person he had unintentionally offended, someone who was like an ant in his eyes, would have such a powerful strength.

"Who are you? My father and I are from Wanbao Pavilion. If you kill us, you will definitely be wanted by Wanbao Pavilion!"

Wen Song roared.

He wanted Wanbao Pavilion to threaten Su Hao and let them go.

But he didn't know that Su Hao didn't take the threat seriously until now.

He walked slowly to Wen Song.

The magic stick in his hand was slowly raised to pierce Wen Song's head.

"You can't kill the young master. The young master is the son of a big man. If you kill his big man, he will not let you go!"

At this time, the black-robed Uncle Hao roared towards Su Hao.