"Ding... The pretense is successful, and the pretense value is 90,000+70,000+70,000."

So crazy.

A person like his name, Chu Madman, is looked down upon by so many holy realms.

However, from the battle with the Half-Step Holy King just now, it can be seen that Chu Hao is a real monster.

That person who reached the pinnacle of the holy realm was the Holy Master Taizong of the previous generation. He said coldly: "How dare you underestimate Taizong."

Chu Hao shook his finger and said, "From the bottom of my heart, I don't look down on you."

"Ding... The pretense is successful, and the pretense value is 90,000+70,000+70,000."

The faces of the seven saints were ugly.

"kill him."

Chu Hao sneered, turned into black lightning and disappeared, and he took the initiative to enter the realm of Taizong's seven saints.

"boom!"

A Mahayana saint died suddenly. The holy spell was shattered into pieces, the body fragments turned into blood mist, and the thunder spell evaporated his soul.
Chapter completed!