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Mo Dao's expression was cold and his voice was like thunder. Although Ye Hao's expression did not change, his heart had sunk to the bottom.

He really did not expect that the Paramount Level medicine he took from Mo Yuan inside the Storage Bag would at the same time expose the fact that he had killed Mo Yuan.

"Heh heh, why is there nothing else to say?"

Looking at Ye Hao's gloomy expression, Mo Dao smirked and said coldly, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. As long as I'm sure that it's not you, it's still you."

"Of course, I don't mind killing the wrong person, but if you dare to attack my clan's Extreme Son of Saint and provoke my Void Devil Bat Clan, then no matter who it is, you will have to pay the price of blood."

Ye Hao was silent. Since the former had already been confirmed, he was too lazy to say anything else.

Furthermore, Mo Yuan's death was indeed his doing.

Although Ye Hao had killed him with a clear conscience, he could only bear the fact that a Void Devil Bat Clan expert had come knocking on his door.

After all, the two sides had different positions. It didn't matter who was in the right and who was in the wrong.

In this world, the strong preyed on the weak. It was a law that was bloodstained and immutable throughout the ages.

"Other than Mo Yuan, I really haven't heard that a person like you exists within the Void Devil Bat Clan."

He felt that the person in front of him was much more terrifying than Mo Yuan. The two of them were on completely different levels, and logically, Extreme Son of Saint of the family was already the most talented core disciple. How could there be someone even more terrifying than him?

Confused, Ye Hao suddenly thought of the kind of people that Son-of-Saint, Zihua and Yu Yaoqing had mentioned before. His pupils constricted and his heart was in turmoil like never before.

"Son of God … Son of God? "

Ye Hao lost his voice and spoke, this is the first time his expression changed.

He had heard Yu Yaoqing and Zi Hua mention Son of God before. The two of them said that evildoers like Son of God were even more terrifying than the legendary Extreme Son of Saint, and Divine Blood Lineage flowed through his body, becoming unimaginably strong. Even Extreme Son of Saint was incomparable to them.

It was also because of this reason that existences like the Son of God s were not included in the rankings of the younger generation. This was because their opponents were always the Senior Expert s.

"Heh, just a savage ant, you know quite a bit."

Mo Dao didn't deny it. With an indifferent expression, he stared at Ye Hao and said with a grin, "So, have you thought about how you died?"

"Retreat to the entrance!"

Ye Hao shouted. He stared at the resplendent Divine Light, like an immortal that descended to the mortal world, as the power in his body exploded. He did not hold back in the slightest when facing the legendary Son of God, even with his current strength, he did not dare to underestimate them.

Crash! *

Following Ye Hao's heavy shout, the group of disciples outside the mountain gate withdrew their jixia academy in unison. Although they had never heard of existences like the Son of God, from the former's reaction, it was obvious that they were extremely terrifying existences.

"Son of God …"

"Senior Brother Shen..." You should be able to win, right? "

"Should... "It should be …"

"..."

Listening to the unconfident words of the disciples of the academy, Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who had arrived at the back at some point, was laughing miserably. His eyes were filled with despair and bitterness.

Facing the Son of God, even if it was Senior Expert s, they might not necessarily be able to win. Even if the youth had passed through the Nirvana Body Tribulation now, they would definitely not have the slightest chance of winning.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua thought that unless the former stepped into the Carefree Stage at this moment, he would definitely not be able to survive the Son of God's hands.

"..."2

"Actually, there's no need for you to not retreat, because after you die, the person behind you, Fang DaoTong, will also be buried with Mo Yuan, to calm the fury in my Void Devil Bat Clan."

Mo Dao laughed coldly as he spoke, making the murderous intent in Ye Hao's eyes flash. His figure rushed out explosively, "There have been a lot of people who want to kill me, a Son of God like you might not be enough!"

As soon as Ye Hao's cold shout was heard, he instantly rushed to the front of Mo Dao and released all the strength within his body without holding back. The bright fist print was like a sun that covered the sky and brought about a terrifying aura that caused one's scalp to go numb as it directly crushed down on Mo Dao.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Instantly, a series of thunderous booms rang out from the sky, as if there was a God of Heaven pounding the drum, while at the same time, a million thunderbolts erupted at the same time, causing the space to tremble, the heaven and earth to rumble, and terrifying energy ripples spread out in all directions like a tsunami. It caused the surrounding space to crumble like a broken mirror.

"No wonder he was able to kill Mo Yuan. Even Extreme Son of Saint would not be able to contend with such a physique."

In the void, Mo Dao also threw out a punch. Black light surged out like a black star in the sky, directly colliding with Ye Hao's fist imprint.

However, when he touched Ye Hao's fist print, he felt a terrifying power coming from it. This was also the first time that astonishment appeared on his handsome and indifferent face, as if he couldn't believe that a aboriginal cultivator with Savage World could have such terrifying attainments in the way of the body and spirit. It was as if he couldn't believe that a aboriginal cultivator with profound strength could actually possess such terrifying strength.

"Such strength is truly rare in the Savage World."

A pair of black eyes mockingly stared at Ye Hao, "However, ants are still ants in the end. You think that you can compete with the Son of God just by relying on your strength, is simply a joke."

BOOM!

As he shouted, a monstrous black light surged out from Mo Dao's body. A majestic and unimaginably terrifying Qi and Blood Strength surged out from his body like a galaxy, causing Ye Hao's expression to change, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was like a comet streaking across the sky. Along the way, even the space was plowed with a horrifying black crack. Finally, it was only after a mountain more than ten thousand miles away that Ye Hao finally stopped.

BOOM!

Smoke and dust filled the sky and wreaked havoc. The stone ruins below suddenly exploded and Ye Hao's bright golden figure rose from the ground. He stared at Mo Dao with an extremely serious expression and waves of shock rose in his heart.

It had to be known that the current him had already cultivated his Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage to the second transition of Tyrannical Blood. Just in terms of Physical Strength s, he was definitely capable of defeating Nirvana Body Tribulation experts, let alone being refined by True Phoenix Heavenly Fire s within the True Phoenix Nest, and then being thunderously baptized by the Nirvana Tribulation afterwards.

After this trial and error, Ye Hao was completely confident that he would be able to fight against an expert who had just entered the Carefree Stage.

However, when he and Mo Dao had met, Ye Hao had discovered that his most prized physique could not even shake the former. He had even been at a disadvantage.

"Son of God... Is this the power of the Son of God? "

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