This was the little ball. This little guy made Feng Hao look at it in a different light once again.
It did not have any attacking ability, but its speed was absolutely unbeatable. It could ignore defense, but it did not have any power. Otherwise, those men would not have been blinded, but their heads would have exploded.
Therefore, they looked miserable, but they were actually not seriously injured. The blood on their bodies was just a flesh wound. The most serious injury was their eyes.
They should be blind for the rest of their lives!
"This little guy …"
Feng Hao did not expect that this little thing would save his life this time. His heart was filled with joy, and he quickly mobilized the medicinal properties of the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia to quickly heal all the injuries on his body.
He had to escape!
Although the little guy had caused them to panic, it could not stop them. By the time they reacted, he would not be able to escape death. He had to cherish this precious time!
...
"It's actually so intelligent!"
Seeing the human-like look in the little ball's eyes, the old man's heart skipped a beat, and he was even more determined to capture it.
"Master, kill it!"
Tan Run felt goosebumps when the little ball casually glanced at him. He turned to the side and said to the old man.
"I know what I'm doing."
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, not taking his words to heart. He was thinking about how to capture it.
Such a young beast was gifted in speed. Even the old man was ashamed of his own inferiority. Moreover, it was so intelligent. It was definitely not an ordinary high-grade wild beast …
Could it be the descendant of the legendary sacred beast?
With just a thought, the old man's calm heart became excited, and his breathing became a little rapid.
A sacred beast was a great omen that could fight against a Sage!
The fact that a young beast had such talent made the old man's thoughts drift.
If he could have this young beast …
Just the thought of it made him excited.
His hands moved slightly, and a majestic aura that was like a mountain slowly rose. From all directions, it surrounded the little ball, enveloping it.
The smile on the old man's face deepened when he saw the small ball sitting there without any reaction.
He slowly gathered his power and stacked it layer by layer, gradually shrinking the distance between them. However, he did not notice the flash of disdain in the little ball's bright eyes.
"Rumble …"
Its aura was majestic like a collapsing mountain. The surrounding ground sank more than half a meter, and the sunken area was slowly approaching the small ball …
Ten meters …
Seven meters …
Five meters …
Three meters …
One meter …
The small ball still did not move, as if it did not sense the changes in its surroundings, or as if it had nowhere to run and was waiting to be captured.
Looking at the confident smile on the old man's face, Tan Run frowned. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
A young beast should not be able to escape the imprisonment of a Martial King, right?
In a blink of an eye, he saw that Feng Hao, who had been on the verge of death, stood up, gave him a strange smile, and flashed towards the core of the Wasteland Dragon Domain like a phantom.
Looking at the motionless little beast, an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.
"Master, Hao Fen has escaped!"
Tan Run called out loudly, his voice full of urgency.
This was a plot, using the small beast as bait to exchange for time for him to recover. At this moment, he had succeeded!
Thinking of this, he suddenly shivered.
"He can't escape!"
Of course, the old man also noticed Feng Hao's movement. His face was cold, and the corner of his mouth hung a trace of disdain. His hands moved faster.
From his point of view, it was no less than a fantasy for a dirty Martial Ancestor to escape from his hands.
This was his confidence in his own strength.
"Rumble …"
Muffled thunder rumbled. The ground had already sunk by around a meter. Numerous energy ripples that were visible to the naked eye were slowly advancing in the surrounding space.
Half a meter …
At this moment, the small ball stood up and gave the old man a "you're so stupid" look. Then, it turned into a white shadow and dashed in the direction where Feng Hao had disappeared.
The energy barrier, which was several meters thick, was completely ignored by it. Even its body did not slow down in the slightest.
"This …"
The old man was stunned. His eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief. "He actually has this kind of talent …"
His breathing was rapid, and his body was trembling with excitement.
A descendant of a sacred beast!
He was almost certain.
If he was not a descendant of a sacred beast, how could he have such talent?
"He escaped. He actually escaped!"
Tan Run's eyes trembled, and he muttered to himself listlessly.
He did not expect that under such circumstances, Feng Hao could escape from death. Such an enemy made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Master, we can't let him go. We can't let that brat go!"
He roared hysterically, and his eyes were filled with malevolence and killing intent.
"Don't worry. He can't escape!"
The old man's eyes twinkled as if he could see through everything. A cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured, "Looks like we have to kill that brat first and make him a masterless object. Only then will he submit to us!
"You guys wait here. I'll be right back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot, leaving Tan Run and the blind men there.
...
In the forest, there was a deathly silence. Even the cries of insects and beasts had disappeared. It seemed that there was an existence that they were afraid of. Whenever they came within a hundred miles, they would turn around and leave, not daring to take a single step forward.
"Swoosh!"
A white shadow came, and stood on Feng Hao's shoulder.
"He's already here?"
Seeing the small ball's arrival, Feng Hao knew that the Martial King Realm old man must have caught up. Without looking back, he dashed toward the core of the Wasteland Dragon Domain.
After a short while, a wave of pressure that made his hair stand on end pressed down on him from behind.
"Bang!"
Even though Fenghao was already prepared, at this moment, the bones in his back were completely shattered. The five viscera and six bowels in his body seemed to have split open. The intense pain caused his vision to turn black as he flew backwards while vomiting blood. After flying for nearly a hundred meters, he crashed into several towering ancient trees before coming to a stop. He directly fainted, lying in a pool of blood, not moving an inch.
"Hmph!"
A shadow flashed, and the old man rushed over. Looking at Feng Hao, whose life or death was unknown, he snorted disdainfully. Just as he was about to add another palm strike, something strange happened.
"Roar …"
As if a real dragon had come back to life, the dragon's roar reached the nine heavens. Within a hundred miles, tens of thousands of beasts knelt and trembled, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at the same place.
That was the Wasteland Dragon Domain!
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