Boundless Sky

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"Can you judge the cultivation of these protoss during their lifetime?"

Although Cheng Hao could feel that these corpses were very strong, he couldn't make a judgment on how strong they were. Lan Meng was the most professional in such matters.

"The highest will not exceed the eighth-order peak!"

Lan Meng just glanced casually before making a judgment.

"Are you sure? You don't need to feel it carefully?"

"No need!"

Lanmeng's divine consciousness transmitted the voice: "These are all minor protoss, and it is naturally impossible for them to reach the ninth level!"

Seeing Cheng Hao's puzzled expression, Lan Meng continued to explain via voice transmission: "Underage protoss will have many divine patterns on their bodies, but when they become adults, these divine patterns will be condensed into a single original divine pattern, so that Step into the ninth level of nothingness!"

"These thirty-six protoss all have a lot of divine marks on their bodies. Obviously, none of them are adults!" Lan Meng sneered, "But this is also normal. Dare to bully some underage protoss, but the real adult protoss are invincible at the same level in the face of foreign races, and they are not something those bastards can provoke!"

Cheng Hao nodded. The original protoss can dominate the original universe for hundreds of millions of years, and they must have an unparalleled advantage in combat power. There should be no pressure for one person to fight several monks of the same level alone.

"Cheng Hao, what do you do with these corpses?" Lan Meng seemed to want to pack up the corpses of these clansmen, but she didn't dare to do anything, for fear of causing a forbidden reaction here.

"How to deal with it?"

Cheng Hao took a deep breath, raised his hand and punched out. Suddenly, the stone tablet standing in front of the mountain was smashed by him.

"Are you crazy?!"

Cheng Hao's actions naturally aroused the anger of the Dzogchen powerhouses of the five major families, and they quickly left their places one by one, keeping a distance, and questioned Cheng Hao angrily.

In this kind of world where everything looks weird, dare to act so recklessly, are you really not afraid of death?

"Although I don't have the memory of my previous life, I don't want to escape some responsibilities!"

Nodding to Lan Meng, Cheng Hao took a step forward and gently picked up a corpse in front of him.

Perhaps because of Cheng Hao's actions, the dead air emanating from the corpse became more and more intense, so strong that Cheng Hao, a strong man in the realm of chaos and Dzogchen, began to be a little unbearable.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home!"

However, Cheng Hao didn't seem to feel the corrosion of the dead air around him at all, but whispered softly to the corpse in his arms, like an elder comforting a junior beside him.

Cheng Hao's voice was not loud, but the people present could hear it clearly. The moment Cheng Hao's voice fell, the dead air emanating from the corpse in his arms suddenly stopped, and then, the dead air It began to condense quickly, and finally, it turned into a vague human form.

I saw the fuzzy figure in the form of death, knelt down on the ground, seemed to be quite excited, kowtowed nine times to Cheng Hao, then stood up, waved to him, as if to say goodbye.

Immediately afterwards, the human form that had turned into death energy began to dissipate, and dissipated together with him was the extremely strong death breath.

Without the interference of the dead air, Cheng Hao easily put the corpse in his arms into the Haotian Tower. During this period, there was no more interference, and even the dead air emitted by the surrounding corpses did not attack him again. Closer to the slightest.

Seeing this scene, the powerhouses of the other big families were immediately moved. Although they couldn't judge the cultivation level of those corpses before they were alive, they knew that they were definitely beyond the realm of the Great Perfection Chaos God.

Such existing corpses are excellent materials for refining top-level Chaos Supreme Treasures!

"Mengshan, you go, follow his method, and see if you can collect the corpse!"

Although heartbroken, the Dzogchen powerhouses of several major families are also very cautious. Except for the Meng family who sent a peak Chaos God to collect the corpses, the other families did not send any clansmen.

However, when the member of the Meng family named Mengshan walked up to one of the corpses, he just stretched out his hands, and his figure froze in place. Then, under the gaze of all the monks, he slowly moved towards He fell back and fell to the ground.

I saw a small black wound in the center of Mengshan's eyebrows at some point, and in that wound, the strong breath of death had completely eroded his primordial spirit.

Cheng Hao glanced indifferently at the surrounding monks, ignored their surprised eyes, came to Mengshan, kicked his body, and kicked his body into the area where the Meng family members were.

Afterwards, Cheng Hao leaned down, and gently hugged the corpse of the protoss who was half kneeling on the ground, as if he would rather die than lie down.

The corpse was already bloody and bloody, but it could be vaguely seen that this was a female protoss. Perhaps it was because of this that when Mengshan stretched out his hands just now, he suffered an instinctive counterattack from the corpse!

How can a group of seventh-order ants touch the corpse of the original God Race woman at will?

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'll take you home!"

As Cheng Hao's voice fell, the strong death energy on the body began to shake violently, and then turned into the image of a woman. Although the appearance was not clear, in Cheng Hao's induction, the woman was probably the same as the woman before she was alive. The human race is about the size of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

The girl who turned into death energy did not kneel and kowtow, but leaned against Cheng Hao very intimately, rubbing her small head on his chest, and then the death energy dissipated and disappeared.

For some reason, the corners of Cheng Hao's eyes were a little moist. At his current level, not to mention hard-hearted, it was already difficult to have emotional fluctuations. He hadn't felt this feeling of wanting to cry for many years.

"This kid, is he familiar with me?"

Looking at Lan Meng who was approaching step by step, Cheng Hao asked through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

"It's very familiar!" Lan Meng had tears streaming down her eyes, "To be precise, she is your niece, and you are her uncle!"

Lan Meng bent down and stroked the bloody girl's corpse a few times, as if saying her final farewell.

"We didn't have any children in the previous life. You have always treated this little niece as a daughter!"

"No wonder!"

Cheng Hao sighed, no wonder he could not help crying sadly, it was not because he was not strong-willed, but because of the sadness deep in the true spirit, which made it difficult for him to control.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hao put the corpse in his arms into the Haotian Tower, then walked forward again, picked up a headless corpse not far away, and comforted him softly.

"Don't be afraid, child, I'll take you home!"