Kryptonian Demon Lord

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"What are you talking about, Zhong Shenxiu and Sword God Li Yu are brothers and sisters?"

"That's not right. They clearly have a surname Zhong and a surname Li... Oh, yes, the surname is not a problem. But how did they develop into brother-sister fratricide?"

Wu Hao thought about the possibility of turning his head against Wu Qing, and guessed: "Is it for other men?"

The ancestor of the historian, who was beaten into a thousand gods, did not answer Wu Hao’s question, but wondered: "Sword God Li Yu, isn’t his official title of Sword Demon? The name of Sword God seems to be only five. Only in the sect of sex."

"Could it be that you have something to do with the Five Colored Demon Cult?"

"Or is there no relationship to force it up?"

Wu Hao acted for a while, and cried secretly that he would lose if he said too many words.

However, there are countless practitioners who are related to the Five Color God Sect, and they are not equal to the Five Lotus Sects.

When the Five Color God Sects split, not only did they split into the Five Lotus Sects, but also many branch forces remained in the Central Plains. Even some are still persevering in rebellious activities.

In addition, some careerists and practitioners of the magic path often use tiger skins as a banner, borrowing the name of the five-color **** sect.

It is like as long as they climb into the relationship of the five-color gods, their magic is authentic.

This makes the five-color **** religion not in the Central Plains, but there is a legend of the gods in the Central Plains.

While making the reputation of the Five Color God Sect completely stinks, its momentum has also become huge. There are countless disciples and descendants.

Wu Hao listened to the question of the ancestor of the historian, and replied: "Amitabha Buddha, emptiness is form, **** is demon, but only the title, the donor is acting!"

Listening to Wu Hao's words, the ancestor of the historian laughed loudly: "Haha, I thought it was a young man who did not know the heights of the earth to try the magic knot, it turned out to be a bald donkey! Bald donkey, you are sent by Sima Yun of?"

Although he was not a real bald donkey, Wu Hao felt uncomfortable when he heard that the ancestor of the historical family was open-minded, so he increased his strength in his hands and made his movements much rougher.

"Ouch, oops, cool!"

The ancestor of the historian in the illusion of thousands of gods cheered and said: "Hold harder, harder...you did not eat?"

Wu Hao simply felt lighter again.

He couldn't breathe with a skin that couldn't even burn through the stars. As long as he can help him survive this wave of tribulations, he will endure it.

How about doing it yourself?

Seeing Wu Hao ignoring him, the ancestor of the historian was a little boring, and shouted: "What about you, is it Sima Yun? By the way, you filial sons and grandchildren may not know the name Sima Yun. She is the queen of today, Fa No birth!"

Wu Hao paused, almost messing up the thread that had just been cleared out.

It turns out not only that he can pretend to be a monk, but also his mother-in-law!

No, maybe Dagan Tianhou is the central figure that Buddhism introduced to interfere with Dagan's political affairs. No wonder today's Dagan Buddhism is prosperous.

With doubts in his mind, Wu Hao couldn't help asking the patriarch of the historian for verification.

However, as soon as Wu Hao spoke, the enthusiastic Shijia Patriarch stopped the topic.

"Oh, you are interested! Since you are interested, I won't say anything!"

Wu Hao couldn't help but get angry!

He found that the old man was a donkey, and he was holding back and going backwards.

He didn't say what he wanted to ask him, but he would keep talking in his ears instead of what you didn't want to ask.

However, as soon as he realized that Wu Hao was interested in the news he was telling, he immediately stopped talking, and then talked about other things.

In this way, not only the news of the Queen of Heaven will not be able to inquire. He didn't even tell the stories that Ji Lianshan, Zhong Shenxiu, and Li Yu had to tell.

Just raised his head to let Wu Hao know that this is a story about Brother Fei Chai and Sister Genius.

What about the following?

...

No more below!

Eunuch, break more!

Wu Hao finally knew why such a valuable historian leader had fallen to this end.

Wu Hao knew that, as the founder of the historian's "Sincere Way", every sentence of his was extremely credible.

However, the more so, the more outrageous people are.

I don't want to say, what do you start?

Since there was nothing to do with him for the time being, Wu Hao simply didn't say a word, trying his best to solve the illusion of thousands of gods.

At the same time, every word the old man said was kept firmly in his heart with the **** of the heavenly devil, as a database, so as not to be used in the future.

Perhaps he noticed Wu Hao's thoughts, and the old man didn't say anything at all.

Instead, he mocked and said: "Monk, don't waste your efforts. For thousands of years, countless talents and cultivators have tried to solve this illusion of thousands of gods. What is the result?"

"You can't untie it!"

Wu Hao didn't pay attention to the constant chatter of the ancestors of the historian, but hurriedly out of shadows with his hands, trying his best to analyze the magical knot in front of him.

A thin layer of sweat has formed on his forehead.

In the space in his palm, countless giant trees rose from the ground, looking up, there was a forest all over.

However, he secretly opened the Azure Emperor's Domain to provide the second wood node for the "Wood God Yun Spirit Method".

In his eyes, there was a faint reflection of the wolf star. This is what he has turned the wolf-greedy characteristic thinking keen to the extreme.

He himself often took Linglong Fang to enlighten, and he also learned the soul refining of the Heavenly Demon Origin Sutra, coupled with the wolf-greedy characteristics and the auxiliary calculation of the wood gods, and now his calculation ability has broken through the sky.

At this moment, countless runes and clues flickered crazily in his sea of ​​knowledge, and finally connected into lines, forming a complex structure.

Snapped!

After a busy period of time, most of the magical knots were unraveled.

At this time, a bald head suddenly appeared in the knot, it was the Patriarch of the Shijia.

With the protective ability of his skin, it is already difficult to grow any more hair.

So his current image is quite similar to Wu Hao.

At this time, the Patriarch of the Shijia family really saw Wu Hao's appearance.

Seeing the hope of unraveling the knot, Patriarch Shi Jia no longer mocked and sneered, but rather exclaimed: "Master, that's okay! I didn't expect to meet an expert today. In the next sentence, please forgive me for offending the master just now! "

From a bald donkey, he was upgraded to a monk, and now he became a master again.

Wu Hao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to crack this illusion.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Yan Jiuding also yelled with a frantic expression: "Rebound, be careful, be careful, rebound... Damn!"

I saw the thread in Wu Hao's hand shrank crazily, and the entire phantom knot revolved like a top.

Bang bang bang bang!

A burst of sparks sounded like firecrackers in the ancestral hall, and when the sparks disappeared, the Shijia Patriarch became a new knot.

This knot is more complicated and more subtle...

The wailing of the ancestors of the aristocratic family also came out: "I knew ~www.readwn.com~ I knew that this little girl has a bad skin! There is a knot in the knot, monk, you should practice for a few more decades before coming back. Give me a solution!"

Wu Hao frowned.

To untie this knot again, the time to open the Azure Emperor domain today may not be enough.

And even if it was enough, Wu Hao didn't have that patience anymore.

"Akr, directed deduction!"

Suddenly, Wu Hao was like a divine help, as if this knot was made by himself, and he solved it in an orderly manner.

The head, chest, abdomen, limbs, other parts... Wu Hao operated fiercely for a while and rescued the Patriarch of the Shijia swiftly.

The Patriarch of the Shijia was all staring at it.

"Master, why didn't you use this early? You...what am I relying on!"

The ancestor of the historian wanted to express his gratitude to Wu Hao, but suddenly he noticed the vast cloud of calamity outside.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and looked at Wu Hao vigilantly: "You...you...what do you want to do?"

"Use it for a while!" Wu Hao smiled, and without a word, he grabbed his words in his hands. Pulling his bald head hard, stretched the old man.

As he stretched, he was still chanting sentences of inexplicable meaning.

"Look at this face, he is long and wide..."

The ancestor of the historical family finally panicked: "What do you want to do, help, help!"

Wu Hao ignored it, stretched and stretched with boundless force, and quickly stretched the ancestor of the historian into bandages.

Then, he used the "mummy" winding method to keep entwining himself.

One lap, two laps...

Densely dense, do not miss an inch of skin.

"Bald donkey, bald donkey!"

The band-like words Jiuding screamed frantically; "Don't let me know who you are!"

"Otherwise I will black you all my life!"

"It's black all my life!"