The surrounding forces, both overt and covert, all felt a sense of fear just like the Demon Saint of Underworld.
In the sky.
Ding Hao looked down, pointed his single sword at the sky, and spoke loudly and forcefully every word: "I swear, if anyone dares to hurt anyone in Qingjiang Town today, Ding Hao will kill him even if he goes to the end of the world." The sword will kill Jue. If you violate this oath, you will be taught that five thunders will attack you and your body will be broken into thousands of pieces and you will die!"
The words have not yet finished.
Boom!
As if responding to Ding Hao's oath, a series of thunderbolts flashed in the sky, like gods whispering, like saints singing, a strange aura spread out, and there was the mark of Ding Hao's oath between heaven and earth.
The faces of the strong men from all sides suddenly became frightened, angry and solemn.
For a man of Ding Hao's level to issue such an oath and trigger a response from the world, this can definitely be regarded as a vow based on his own martial arts. Once the oath is made, it will be impossible to go back on it for the rest of his life.
This legend of the Wenjian Sect is still so young and has shown unparalleled talent. Even if every strong man present is a shocking and arrogant person, he has to secretly admit that Ding Hao will definitely have a chance to win the championship in the future. The supreme position.
Who dares to ignore the blood oath of a future supreme being
There is the example of the Demon Temple, but if you want to take action today, you really need to think carefully.
In the ruin-like Qingjiang Town below, countless human people looked up at the god-like blue figure in the sky. In this cold and chaotic world, they felt an unprecedented tranquility and stability, and death suddenly became less important. horrible.
There was no cheering or panic!
Everyone stood quietly, closed their eyes and prayed for the young man in the blue shirt in the sky.
The invisible power emanated from the bodies of these people silently and gathered towards Ding Hao's body in the sky.
The tragic and solemn atmosphere echoed between heaven and earth.
Ding Hao's eyes were like lightning piercing the darkness in the dark night, sharp and decisive, scanning the surroundings. Almost no one was looking at him.
"Hehe, little guy, today you are like a clay Buddha crossing the river and you cannot protect yourself. What's the use of swearing a blood oath? It's just the cruelty of the weak..." An erratic voice sounded, insidiously stirring the hearts of the strong from all sides. .
Ding Hao laughed loudly, and the corners of his mouth curved with disdain: "How dare you show up, a rat who hides his head and shows his tail?"
"Hey, don't be frightened by his fierceness. Let's take action together. Even if this little guy has unparalleled magical powers, he will still fall. Just kill him. Are you afraid of his pursuit in the future?" The insidious voice sounded again. .
There is indeed some truth to this statement, and it is also the sentiment of many people present.
Ding Hao's consciousness spread out silently, searching around.
The insidious voice continued to encourage the strong men from all sides: "Ding Hao is a ruthless person who will definitely retaliate. You have offended him today. Even if you leave here, you will be liquidated by him in the future. Why not take advantage of him before he can succeed? Kill it completely and never cause any further trouble!"
This voice is so seductive that many powerful people and forces are ready to take action again.
Everyone understands the truth, but when someone points it out, it instantly makes the minds of powerful people from all sides come alive.
"Hey, what a heaven-defying divine object it is. It can change one's destiny against the heavens, and even contains the opportunity to become an immortal. Are you really going to be threatened by a small back and run away? If word spreads, the world will laugh at you!"
"What's more, if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you will never get as good an opportunity as you do today in your lifetime!"
The insidious voice was erratic, echoing in the surrounding void.
Every word and every sentence was like a heavy hammer, hammering into everyone's hearts, causing many of the slightly hesitant eyes to become ferocious and determined again.
Ding Hao used the gentlest strength to send the young child in his arms to Li Yiruo's arms on the ground, gave the latter a reassuring smile, and then began to use all his strength to circulate the profound energy in his body.
The rusty sword, whose light had dimmed, began to buzz and vibrate gently again.
The fierce murderous intention revived again.
Suddenly, his figure was blurred on the spot, and then became clear again.
The originally crystal-clear jade-like blade of the rusty sword was now covered with drops of blood, dripping down drop by drop along the rust stains. The bright white and crystal red were mixed together, creating a different kind of fatal beauty.
puff!
Thousands of meters away, a strong demon clan man who had been standing quietly in the void suddenly split into two, and blood burst out like a fountain. Before he died, his eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief, and he said in horror: " My magical power of sound transmission... not even a saint-level expert can... how on earth... did you... discover it?"
Ding Hao didn't even look at him.
Only then did some people understand that the insidious voice just now came from the mouth of the seemingly inconspicuous Demon Emperor with Seven Apertures. It was a bit interesting. This Demon Emperor's sound transmission skills were indeed somewhat extraordinary. , was able to hide it from many saint-level experts, but I wonder how Ding Hao discovered it
But these are no longer important.
The important thing is that the demon emperor's fanning the flames just now did work.
The cloud-like wings slowly approached, and hundreds of them hit the breastplate with their war swords, making the sound of metal clashing that shattered souls. It was like an army of death slowly approaching, and the terrifying momentum was like the pouring of sea water. Coming under pressure.
"Hand it over and don't offend Qingjiang Town."
A strong and domineering voice came from the Gewei.
Ding Hao's expression did not change at all. He stretched out his palm, and a dark blue triangle sign appeared in his hand. Without saying a word, he flicked the sign with a flick of his finger.
A force like a blue ocean popped out and turned into a palm, embracing the sign.
"Why do you have mine in your hands?" The domineering and strong voice from before asked in surprise.
"The ruins are Tongtian Pagoda." Ding Hao said every word.
There was silence on the other side.
Some people also saw some clues. It seemed that Ding Hao had something scary in his hands.
After a while.
"So that's it, Six Color Divine Light... It turns out that you are the one who saved Master Lan Guang. Well, I am definitely not an ungrateful sect that has abandoned the teachings of our ancestors. This time we are clear on both sides... let's go!"
A domineering voice sounded, extremely determined.
The next moment, the huge wings flapped, turning into a dark blue aurora and disappearing into the distant horizon, and the people retreated.
Others were a little dazed for a moment.
It is a mysterious hidden power. It is one of the potential families of the human race. It is very powerful. Unexpectedly, it retreated so dramatically. What on earth was that thing that Ding Hao handed over? A small brand made him give up the fight like this. fetish
Who knows it's not over yet.
Ding Hao took out a small black shield from the storage ring and slowly sent it in the direction of a Martial Saint-level powerhouse with a strong aura in the distance.
The martial saint sighed, took the small black shield, without saying a word, turned into a stream of light, disappeared into the distant horizon, and then retreated.
"What's going on? Could it be that Ding Hao has a handle on them? Or..." The Demon Saint of Huangquan was shocked and confused, something was a bit strange.
Next, Ding Hao actually took out some weird gadgets and gave them all away.
There are at least hundreds of large and small forces and powerful people surrounding Qingjiang Town, either openly or covertly. Ding Hao has sent more than twenty things similar to tokens. After receiving these tokens, no matter they are monsters, Clan power or the strong human race, they all turned around and backed away without saying a word.
Many powerful forces who didn't know what was going on looked at it inexplicably.
Ding Hao didn't say much, and suddenly looked up at the void in the distance and said, "Why, do you want to intervene too?"
"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." A figure emerged, with a fair complexion, a slender figure, and a handsome figure. It was Wen Duoqing, the demon genius who had obtained one of the three artifacts.
"The border between the Middle-earth China and the Southern Wilderness is unknown how far away from the Snow State. It's really surprising that His Highness Passionate can appear here today." Ding Hao said with a slight surprise.
Unless Wen Duoqing didn't return to the Southern Wilderness after leaving, and didn't do anything else. He immediately set off to the Northern Territory, so that he could reach the front foot and the back foot with himself.
Why is he in such a hurry to come to the Northern Territory
Wen Duoqing smiled and said: "I thought Brother Ding went to the Southern Wilderness, but I didn't expect that he had returned to the Northern Territory. Today, I actually met Brother Ding again on such an occasion."
Ding Hao didn't talk nonsense and said straight to the point: "So, His Highness the Passionate is going to fight Ding today?"
Wen Duoqing smiled and said: "If it were anyone else, even if I had the ability to reach the sky, I would still be dead. But Brother Ding, you are among them and have the grace to save my life. This time, we, the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan, are willing to retreat." , I will never snatch it from your hands, Brother Ding. If it falls into the hands of others, then my Southern Wilderness Monster Clan’s action has nothing to do with you, Brother Ding.”
Ding Hao nodded: "Okay."
Wen Duoqing gently waved the folding fan, then suddenly closed it and said: "All the Nanhuang demon clan has withdrawn from the three hundred miles of Qingjiang Town."
As soon as he finished speaking, he completely disappeared.
There was a flurry of violence from all the surrounding forces, and finally dozens of demon forces and powerful men from the Southern Wilderness retreated angrily. Some forces were unwilling to do so, but they were obviously extremely wary of Wen Duoqing and did not dare to go against Wen Duoqing's wishes. , and finally left.