The First God of War of the Female President

They were greatly surprised that Haoyang could break through without warning in the battle.

"Boss, what's going on here?" the assassin who was a saint at the first level asked the cold man.

"It might be because of the bronze coffin. If you kill him, it will belong to us." There was a trace of eagerness on the cold man's face.

Treasures that can devour human essence and enhance their strength are absolutely rare, this is the rhythm of getting rich!

Hearing the leader's instigation, the man of the sage first-level heaven also stared at the bronze coffin with burning eyes.

"Death is imminent, and I don't know what it means. It's ridiculous to try to take my treasure!" Haoyang sneered.

"Give me death."

Accompanied by his roar, the devouring demon coffin rose into the air, and shot towards the saint and first-tier killer.

"Damn it, boss, hurry up and save me!" The killer showed a hint of despair.

He wanted to escape, but found that he had been firmly locked, and his body could not move.

Therefore, he could only ask his boss for help.

It's a pity that when Haoyang made some moves, the cold man's body exploded and retreated more than a hundred feet.

"Third brother, you will not die in vain. The killing array has been arranged, and I will avenge you." The cold man shouted.

At the same time, within a radius of one mile, 36 semi-holy-level powerhouses emerged, all holding a black compass in their hands.

The black compass faintly reveals its splendor, spewing out a vast aura, carrying some mysterious rules, firmly locking Ye Han and others in this mile-wide space.

"what!"

"You must avenge me."

The killer uttered a scream, and tried his best to use his kung fu, trying not to hesitate to overdraw his physical strength, and tried his best to delay it for a while.

"Poor man, you don't know that the most important thing is that you are alive, even if others avenge you, you are dead!" Haoyang sneered.

The Devouring Demon Coffin was crushed down like Mount Tai, crushing this saintly killer to pieces.

The purest essence in his body was sucked into Haoyang's body in one gulp, and his body immediately felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.

The true energy in the body is also rising steadily, as if it has obtained a slight improvement.

"His strength has improved again. It seems that this bronze coffin is indeed a treasure." The gloomy man looked delighted.

"Well, he must belong to me today."

While the gloomy man was thinking self-righteously, Haoyang had already adjusted his state, staring at the 36 semi-holy killers in the world.

"It's just a daydream if you want to kill me with just 36 of you and a killer from the third heaven of saints!" He sneered.

"Really, this is the best formation we have organized, do you think you can escape?" the cold man sneered.

This formation is called the Mountain and River Killing Formation, and it is one of the three major killing formations organized in the world.

In order to train these 36 people who use formations, the organization has spent countless resources.

In the past, these 36 people, together with a saint first-tier killer, actually killed a peerless half-step saint king.

But now the cold man is a master of the third heaven of saints, plus 36 people, it shouldn't be difficult to kill Haoyang!

Therefore, the gloomy man is very confident, thinking that everything in Haoyang will belong to him.

"Don't be too confident, it's a mule or a horse coming out for a walk." Haoyang didn't care.

"Then don't regret it!"

The cold man was overjoyed, he was most afraid that Haoyang would break through before the formation was formed, but now he is relieved.

The 36 killers all activated the black compass at the same time, and the compass rose into the sky, forming a complex formation.

Rumble!
The 36 assassins seemed to have had more than half of their energies taken away by the formation, and then the formation formed by the compass gave out strange tremors, and everyone inside the formation felt dazed for a while.

"Haha, the formation is done!"

The cold man was overjoyed, he stared at Haoyang inside the formation with burning eyes, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

Haoyang didn't move from the beginning to the end, he was observing the formation of the formation, and finally there was a sneer in his eyes.

He is also a person who is proficient in formations, so he can naturally see the unusualness of this formation.

However, the formation that uses humans as the energy supply is flawed. As long as the 36 people's true energy is exhausted, this formation will be self-defeating!
When Haoyang was meditating, he only felt that the scenery in front of him appeared in a magnificent scene.

Next to him is a river, wide and boundless, with surging water and endless life.

On the other side of the river, there was a mountain, and he could vaguely see a figure standing on the top of the mountain.

"The surname is Hao, I didn't expect it, you actually cocooned yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless." The cold man's voice came from afar.

"Ridiculous!"

Haoyang sneered, and he rose into the air, wanting to cross the river and reach the opposite hill.

Rumble!
The moment he soared into the air and crossed the river, twelve flood dragons suddenly appeared in the river, whistling and rushing towards him.

The twelve-headed dragons looked ferocious, as if they were real, which made people faintly palpitate.

Each of these flood dragons has the strength of a saint, and the twelve heads attack together with an astonishing momentum.

"Break it for me!"

Haoyang sneered endlessly, his body's aura suddenly surged, and he swung the holy sword, cutting out twelve sword qi, and bombarded the twelve dragons.

Puff puff!
Twelve muffled bangs sounded in a row, and Jiaolong was blasted head to head.

Chill!

Haoyang's body breathed rhythmically, and he absorbed all the energy of the twelve dragons.

He glanced at the river, without further hesitation, quickly crossed the river and rushed towards the mountain.

"Fuck, how is this possible?"

Seeing the twelve-headed dragons being defeated by one move, the gloomy man showed a look of disbelief.

"Assemble quickly, don't defend the formation at the foot of the mountain, come to the top of the mountain!" He hurriedly called to his companions.

There is a peach forest at the foot of the mountain, with twelve towering ancient peach trees standing upright. After hearing the cold man's call, they actually began to move towards the top of the mountain.

"Well, it turns out that the twelve dragons were transformed by the energy and spirit of twelve people." Haoyang observed, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

"In that case, let me give you a little surprise." Haoyang sneered.

While speaking, his body automatically activated the Great Sun Burning Heaven Art, and streaks of blazing sun-like rays of light escaped from his hands.

Like a bomber dropping a bomb, it bombarded the twelve moving towering ancient peach trees.

Rumble!
There was a loud bang on the ground, the rocks cracked, the flames spread, and the ground was horrible.

Three of the twelve towering ancient peach trees were hit, and they were directly shattered and dissipated.

"hateful!"

Seeing this scene, the cold man on the top of the mountain was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Vaguely, he felt something was wrong.