It took him a lot of time to transform this stone man. It was roughly estimated that two days had passed since he entered the abyss of the cave.
"It's better to transform all the remaining three statues in one go..."
Ding Hao was about to continue, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred—
There was a burst of energy in the ground world outside, and Ding Hao's expression changed. Someone was attacking the Wenjian Sect's mountain gate, triggering the defensive formation he had arranged, and the strength of the person coming was definitely not low. Far away, Lu Xiongfei and Fang Xiao Above An's flow.
"Could it be that the reinforcements have arrived? This is such a sect that doesn't know whether to live or die..."
A cruel arc appeared at the corner of Ding Hao's mouth unconsciously, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He collected all the puppet stone men into the storage space, turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and flew towards the ground. go.
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The outskirts of Wenjian Mountain Range.
boom!
A terrifying purple palm print cut through the void and slammed into the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect.
This is the magical power of the Martial Emperor realm.
With a palm press, the airflow within a kilometer radius was violent, and the earth shook, as if it was about to be smashed directly.
Just when the purple palm print was about to hit the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect in the distance, strange golden inscription veins suddenly appeared in the void, roaring and winding like a divine dragon, instantly forming a golden wall of light. Block that purple palm!
The two collide.
Golden-purple ripples spread out.
Finally, the giant purple palm collapsed.
The golden wall of light only flashed a few ripples, without any damage, and then slowly disappeared and became invisible, as if it had never existed.
In the distant sky, dozens of figures wearing purple leather armor with gorgeous inscriptions saw this scene, and their expressions changed slightly.
One of them, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a white face and a triangular face, said with a sigh, and then sneered: "It's kind of interesting. I didn't expect that in an uncivilized and barbaric land like Selangor, a small sect's guardian... The mountain formation actually has such power, but I underestimate it, Qingxuan, are you sure that Ding Hao is among them?"
A handsome young man in purple robe nodded and said: "The disciple has already inquired very clearly before that Ding Hao is a disciple of the Wenjian Sect in Xuezhou. Someone in Xuezhou saw with his own eyes that Ding Hao has returned to the Wenjian Sect. He must be here now. Uncle Master, this Ding Hao has obtained countless magical materials and precious medicines in the false god city, and he must be carrying them with him. We must do it quickly, otherwise we will wait for the super sects from other states to send manpower to arrive. It will be difficult for us to keep it to ourselves!”
"Hey, a small barbarian sect, to get so many treasures, is really overestimating its capabilities and bringing disaster upon itself. Even if Ding Hao is stunningly beautiful and can rival the Martial Emperor, so what?" A middle-aged man with a triangular face He sneered and said: "He is alone. After all, he can't stand alone. How can he resist the six great martial emperors of the Purple Spirit Sect?"
The words have not yet finished.
In the distance, several figures rose up from the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect, and instantly arrived at the place where the golden wall of light appeared before.
The leader was dressed in white as snow, elegant and handsome, and carried a formidable long sword on his back. It was Guan Feidu, who shouted: "Who attacked my mountain defense formation?"
"Where is Ding Hao? Let him get out and answer!" The young man Qingxuan took a step forward and shouted arrogantly.
"Who are you?" Guan Feidu asked warily.
"How dare you, a little ant, deserve to know our names?" Qingxuan didn't take this young man in white seriously at all, because he could tell at a glance that this man was just a practitioner of the Great Wuzong realm. , the strength is pitifully low.
"It's just a few ants, why bother talking nonsense?"
The middle-aged man with a triangular face was already impatient, and suddenly clapped his hand again.
This palm was like a god reaching for its claws in the clouds. It was extremely sharp and contained the unique coercion of the powerful Martial Emperor. It caused the clouds in all directions to move, thunder roared, and the clouds in the sky and earth suddenly changed. As if to destroy everything, it blasted towards the sky like lightning. The dozen or so disciples of Wenjian Sect opposite.
The expression of the young man in white changed.
An attack at this level is like the wrath of a god and cannot be resisted by oneself.
"Back off!" He shouted and immediately led the others back.
At the same time, the previously hidden golden wall of light slowly reappeared, surging with an extremely powerful aura. Chains with inscriptions were winding like dragons, blocking the giant purple palm and protecting the disciples of the Wenjian Sect. in.
The middle-aged man with a triangular face sneered and clapped his hand again.
This palm was more powerful. The huge purple palm stirred up the clouds of heaven and earth, causing a surge of power tides.
He wanted to completely defeat the golden wall of light with one palm, and he couldn't delay any longer.
But at this moment—
A golden stream of light arrived in an instant.
In the golden flames, there was a vague figure, elegant and unrestrained, like a banished immortal, punching out with a backhand.
boom!
There was a sound of air explosion, and two huge purple palm prints were instantly pierced by the force of the fist, shattered into pieces, and disappeared into the void.
"Who broke into the gate of I Ask Sword Sect?" The golden light gradually faded away, revealing a handsome young man with a majestic face and evil eyes. He had a condescending and noble temperament. He looked at Zi Ling coldly. Zong people.
When the young man in white and other disciples of Wenjian Sect saw this man appearing, they all cheered.
"He is Ding Hao." Qingxuan whispered in the ear of the middle-aged man with a white face and a triangular face.
The middle-aged man with a triangular face was slightly surprised. Ding Hao's strength was higher than he expected, but only a little higher. It couldn't be overwhelming. He sneered and said: "Are you the Ding Hao who got so lucky? I heard that you Among them, you got a lot of geniuses and treasures?"
Ding Hao frowned slightly, already understanding the purpose of these people's visit, and calmly said: "So what?"
"Just admit it." The white-faced, beardless and triangular-faced middle-aged man said in an arrogant manner: "Han Donglai, the sect leader of Xinzhou Ziling Sect, is a so-called genius and treasure, and only the virtuous can live in it. You, a small sect in a barbarian land, How can you deserve the valuable treasure you have? Obediently hand over everything you got, and I will let you go to the Sword Sect today, otherwise... Hehe, don't blame this sect for being ruthless!"
"Fart! Shameless!" Guan Feidu, dressed in white, said angrily: "My uncle Ding, who worked so hard and narrowly escaped death to get the magic medicine, we will give it to you when you open your mouth. Who do you think you are?"
"Sacred materials and precious medicines are important cultivation resources. They should belong to a real large sect. Only in this way can we cultivate the most powerful warriors for the human race and protect the reproduction of the race. But you, a small Wenjian Sect, are located in a barbaric area. , are not yet civilized, they are all a group of barbarians, such precious cultivation resources in your hands are a complete waste and a waste of natural resources."
Han Donglai, the leader of the Purple Spirit Sect, said casually.
Qingxuan, a handsome young man in purple robe, smiled and said: "Yes, that's right. If you know each other, you will hand over all the magic medicine honestly. Ding Hao, when he was here, was a strong man of the younger generation, so you can dominate one side." , but today, the powerful elders of our sect are here, if you continue to resist, you will be asking for your own death!"
Ding Hao's eyes fell on Qing Xuan's face, and he said thoughtfully: "I have a little impression of you. On the ancient road to the West, you were chased by the demon clan, and I saved your life. "
"Hmph, can those small favors bribe me? You are so naive!" Qingxuan sneered.
Ding Hao nodded and said: "It is indeed a small favor, but since you don't need this favor, it is better to return it to me first."
The words have not yet finished.
A golden light flashed.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled. In their sight, they felt that Ding Hao's figure flickered in front of them. After being blurred, it suddenly became clear again.
But when he looked carefully, he found that he was already carrying a purple figure in his hand like a dead dog.
It was the young man Qingxuan who was still standing among the people of the Purple Spirit Sect in an instant.
"You...let me go, what are you going to do?" Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then struggled in shock and anger.
He himself didn't understand what was going on.
Just now, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and then his eyes blurred before he was captured by Ding Hao from the crowd.
At this time, Ding Hao's white and slender fingers were holding his penis, like the sickle of death hooked on it. The powerful profound energy of the Seven Apertures Martial King realm in his body was completely suppressed, and he had no strength to even struggle.
"You wanton, Ding Hao, what are you doing? Let Xuan'er go quickly!" Han Donglai and others were also shocked.
How Ding Hao did it, none of them could see clearly.
"Since you think saving your life is a small favor, then give your life back to me. In this way, the relationship between you and me will be wiped out!" Ding Hao looked at Qingxuan, his eyes calm and cold. .
A white-eyed wolf like this who is not well-bred can repay kindness with hatred and kill ten thousand times without feeling guilty.
"No, no, no, I said it wrong, I was wrong..." Qingxuan's mind went blank as he struggled and begged.
He had seen Ding Hao's ruthlessness in killing everyone, and had seen the terrifying scene of countless corpses and blood flowing at Ding Hao's feet. He knew that Ding Hao was a ruthless character who was decisive in killing and never spared his enemy. At this moment, he was in Thinking of that scene in Ding Hao's hands, he suddenly began to regret. He really shouldn't have provoked this god of death.
"Oh, wrong. Unfortunately, this mistake cannot be changed." Ding Hao turned his wrist without looking at him.
Click.
Qingxuan's head was severed.
All vitality in the body, including the soul, was completely destroyed by the Heavenly Fire Xuanqi in this instant.
Ding Hao let go and threw away the body in his hand like a pile of garbage.
"You..." Han Donglai paused for a moment and then became furious: "Are you looking for death? How dare you kill me, the genius of the Purple Spirit Sect? You ant, you are dead. I want to bloodbath the Wenjian Sect! Come on, everyone come together , to deal with this kind of demon who kills fellow comrades, there is no need to pay attention to morality, let's take action together and chop him into pieces!" -
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