"Suffer it!"

After seeing no trace of the dragon-binding rope, Feng Hao knew something bad was going on. When he reacted, he felt his body tightening. His hands and feet were tied together. His body was unstable and he fell down.

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"Hey, Fourth Brother, are you convinced?!"

Seeing this, the fifth child laughed loudly at the fourth child, his laughter filled with pride.

"Humph, it's just a small trick!"

Although the fourth child was not angry, in front of him, it was indeed because of this guy's weapon that he could easily restrain Feng Hao.

"I will ask the Holy Lord for credit after this time. I think your position, Fourth Brother, will be over."

Thinking about it, Lao Wu felt even more proud.

"Okay, Old Five, we still have to do business!"

The oldest-looking old man on the side spoke, stopped him, then looked at Feng Hao, and said in a cold voice, "Boy, I'll give you one last choice, hand over what the Holy Lord needs, and I'll give you a

Be happy, otherwise, I will let you know what life is worse than death!"

After their eyes were on him, Feng Hao's struggle slowed down.

This dragon-binding rope is very strange. Even with the force of virtual force, it cannot be broken. It is like a swimming fish tied to my body. It has no force at all and cannot get rid of it.

"Hey, kid, you'd better save some energy. This is the property of the dragon-binding god from ancient times. Do you think you can break free in just a few seconds?"

The fifth man was very proud and introduced the origin of the dragon-binding rope.

"Yeah?"

Feng Hao stopped struggling and looked at the rope tied to his body with a hint of greed in his eyes.

If you can get such a divine thing by yourself, it will be a big obstacle!

Thinking about it, the gray flame-like imaginary martial power on his body slowly dimmed, which made these senior figures in Tyrant Holy Land feel that Feng Hao had given up resistance, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

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After all, the order of the Tyrant Holy Lord is the best way to catch someone alive. Otherwise, if Feng Hao hides the Immortal Mansion elsewhere, wouldn’t it be in vain?

Therefore, when they saw that Feng Hao's resistance was not very fierce, they did not rush to kill Feng Hao, and even thought about taking Feng Hao back to the Tyrant Holy Land.

But at this moment, a ball of white arc suddenly appeared on Feng Hao's body, which was originally lying on the ground, and directly enveloped his entire body.

"Zhizhi..."

Suddenly, the rope that bound him reacted violently, trying to get away.

However, how could Feng Hao allow him to escape? A pair of palms with electric arcs firmly grabbed one of the dragon-binding ropes, flicked it directly, and absorbed it into the Wu Yuan vortex in his body.

Suddenly, like a loach being put into a frying pan, the dragon-binding rope began to struggle violently inside, but it could not escape no matter what.

This series of changes happened between the flints, and before all the powerful men in the Tyrant Holy Land could react, they saw that Feng Hao had once again put on a desperate posture, with one hand sealing and the other hand holding

Seal, and launched an attack on the fourth child, trying to break through.

"boom……"

The gray handprints and the big dragon surrounded by electric arcs directly hit Lao Si. No matter what, he was knocked back a certain distance, and Feng Hao took advantage of this gap and quickly swept out.

Only then did they react...

"Asshole, what did you do?!"

Lao Wu's voice became a little sharp, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.

I don’t know how many enemies died under his dragon-binding rope, but at this moment, they were taken away by a strong man who was at the beginning of the peak of the holy level?

This was not just him, several other strong men also looked stunned and incredulous.

After all, as the elders of the Tyrant Holy Land, they naturally knew how powerful Lao Wu was, so they relaxed their vigilance. However, they did not expect that Feng Hao would take advantage of him.

"Give me back the dragon-binding rope!"

Lao Wu was the first to catch up, with a ferocious look on his face and murderous intent all over his body. He was both frightened and frightened.

If such enemies were in the same realm, then they would simply be slaughtered!

A flash of invisible pleasure flashed across the corner of the fourth child's mouth, and then he asked the oldest old man, "Second child, do you want anyone left alive?"

"Kill to kill!"

Seeing Feng Hao who had already escaped some distance away, the second brother spoke in an indifferent voice, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Such an enemy will have trouble sleeping and eating if he is allowed to escape!

Immediately, four strong men at the ninth level of the Holy Order took action together. Astonishing power was condensed in their hands, and they all rushed towards Feng Hao.

"It's over!"

Feng Hao only had time to activate the Supreme Sealing Magic with all his strength when his whole body was hit by the bombardment. He was directly blasted into the ground, leaving a deep pit hundreds of meters long.

"Damn it, my dragon rope!"

The first person to come to the edge of the pit was Lao Wu. He was still thinking about his treasure in his heart, but after taking a look, there was a dull look in his eyes.

Under the ground, although Feng Hao's skin and flesh were torn open by the blast, he was not directly blown to pieces. His whole body was embedded deep in the ground, motionless, and some faint glimmering lights could be vaguely seen on his bloody and fleshy body.

light.

Obviously, it was Old Fen who took action, otherwise, no matter how powerful Feng Hao's supreme divine body was, it would not be able to withstand the bombardment of four powerful men who were at the ninth level of the pinnacle of the holy order.

"how?"

The three ninth-level experts rushed over and asked in confusion.

"That kid...isn't dead yet."

Lao Wu could feel that Feng Hao was still not out of breath and spoke in a somewhat difficult tone.

"What?!"

The three people immediately changed their colors and appeared at the edge of the pit at the same time. After seeing Feng Hao's condition, they all couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Under that kind of bombardment, even they could hardly survive, but Feng Hao survived, which made their hands and feet suddenly feel a little cold.

"Second Brother, he seems to have fallen into a coma. Should he kill him or bring him back to the Holy Land?" A little while ago, the strong man named Lao Si asked the oldest Brother.

The second child frowned deeply and his eyes flickered uncertainly. After hesitating for a long time, a sharp murderous intention flashed in his eyes and he said decisively, "Kill!"

He didn't dare to stay, he didn't even know what would happen next moment. If Feng Hao was allowed to escape, then he would be a sinner in the Tyrant Holy Land!

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, a huge roar like a dragon's roar or a tiger's roar came from the distant sky. Although the sound was far away, it had a shocking and coercive presence. Even if they were far apart, the four of them were still able to let it go.
Chapter completed!