Cut everything, chop everything, destroy everything, and then transform all tangible and intangible existence into homogeneous destructive energy, continue to chop, chop, and destroy.
Yemosha transformed into a scimitar and slashed straight down. A barbaric and domineering will rushed into Ji Hao's mind, roaring crazily in his soul space, venting the dark sun's destructive intention.
If it were any Witch Emperor in the Pangu world, the destruction of the dark sun condensed by Yemo was blasted into their minds. No matter how strong their bodies were, or how strong their souls were nourished by their powerful essence and blood, their souls had already been Destroyed by the will to destroy.
Only Ji Hao, whose witchcraft and magic power are still in the Wu Emperor realm, but after the Great Equatorial Man taught him the Tao in person, he transformed the Tao seed and condensed the Tao embryo. The Great Sun Yuan Shen became his Tao Dharma embryo. His Taoist realm and Yuanshen realm have already entered the witch-god realm.
From a realm perspective, Ji Hao will not suffer any loss!
At the level of the avenue, Ji Hao will not suffer!
Although Dark Sun's way of destruction is cruel and cruel, Ji Hao's Tai Chi way is not bad at all.
The Great Sun Spirit is suspended in the middle of the soul space, emitting boundless red light to shine in all directions. In the red sun, a golden figure is like a living person, almost solid, and a silver figure is dim and hazy, like a shadow condensed by mist.
The golden figure and the silver figure suddenly turned into two agile fish, chasing and playing with each other head to tail, rapidly rotating around the increasingly clear and sharp shadow of the long sword in the middle of the red sun.
Countless black streams of light surrounded the Great Sun Primordial God and struck and tore crazily, just like countless black piranhas trying to completely tear Ji Hao's Great Sun Primordial Spirit into pieces. But in Ji Hao's Great Sun Spirit, the two streams of gold and silver slowly rotated, bringing up a stream of extremely tough and round airflow. No matter how much the black stream of light tore at it crazily, he could not get any benefit from the Great Sun Spirit.
The phantom sat cross-legged under Ji Hao's Great Sun Spirit, raising his head and quietly looking at the madly attacking black streams of light.
"The way of destruction in the Panyu world... In a world where the idea of destruction has become the most advanced law of heaven, one can imagine the consciousness of heaven in this world. No wonder the Panyu world is expanding and plundering crazily. The way of heaven is the human heart. Those who It’s no wonder that the Yu, Jia, and Xiu tribe’s thoughts of aggression are as ardent as fire.”
Xuying formed a magical hand seal with his hands and placed it gently in front of his heart. Strange gray fluctuations continued to spread around his body. The black stream of light transformed by the Dark Sun's will of destruction was slowly submerged by the gray stream of light, and the shadow began to understand the essence of the Dark Sun's way of destruction.
"Stones from other mountains can attack jade... The little guy is right!" Xuying suddenly chuckled: "If I had such awareness back then, how could I have fallen into such a situation? However, there is still a chance. If you have a chance, don’t despair, don’t despair!”
In the soul space, Ji Hao transformed into Tai Chi Pisces with the two body embryos condensed from the Sun Avenue and the Taiyin Avenue, and blocked the erosion of the intention of destruction with the endless and endless cycle of Tai Chi Dao Rhythm. In the outside world, Ji Hao's left hand quickly drew circles one after another. Circles made of clear light continued to pour out, overlapping and endless, blocking the black scimitar.
With a flick of his fingers, Ji Hao's left hand could draw at least tens of thousands of circles.
Ji Hao's palm rubbed the air, making a harsh scream. His left palm moved so fast that thick flames appeared on his palm. Taichi Dao, who was originally carefree and carefree, suddenly became like a blacksmith.
The scimitar fell, and circles of clear water-like apertures wound up one after another. The apertures were continuously chopped up, and the apertures continued to wind up. Each time the apertures were broken, the speed of the scimitar's fall would slow down a little. , there will also be a very light layer of black air floating on the surface of the scimitar.
The scimitar was getting closer and closer to Ji Hao's head, three feet, two feet, one foot...
The strokes of Ji Hao's left hand became faster and faster, and the screams became more and more sharp and harsh. His palms burned, creating a hazy afterimage. In the circle drawn by his palm, the void was shattered, and circles of chaotic energy gradually emerged. Then, assimilated by the clear aperture, they gradually turned into wisps of lunar and solar energy that adhered to Ji Hao's palm. .
The color of the flame on the palm became hazy. It was not the fire of the sun, nor the fire of the lunar sky, but a strange flame that had the characteristics of both the lunar and the sun. The aperture drawn by Ji Hao became denser and more flexible, light and erratic, and hazy and deep. Many Jia warriors who were watching the battle just glanced at his aperture, and their eyes became misty and they almost fell asleep.
The scimitar slashed at Ji Hao inch by inch, and the circles of light kept coming over and over again.
It all sounds like a long story, but in reality the scimitar has shattered countless apertures with just a flick of the finger, and almost reached Ji Hao's scalp.
Ji Hao swung out his right fist. All his energy, all physical strength and magic power were concentrated on this punch. The sixth level of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong that he had just broken through, his physical power exploded sixty-four times his full strength. Blow out, together with the four moves of creating the sky, creating the earth, creating all things, and destroying all things.
There was a loud 'chila' sound, and Ji Hao made a painful sound. His clenched fists uncontrollably opened, and his fingers were tightly connected together.
From his shoulders to his fingertips, his bones and flesh underwent the same strange changes as Yemo Shayi just now. A hazy sword shadow covered his arms. The lines of his arms squirmed rapidly, and in an instant they turned into A heavy, blunt sword.
An ancient aura spurted out from the sword shadow formed by Ji Hao's arm. Ji Hao roared with all his strength, bringing up a sword light that tore through the void with his right arm, and struck hard at the sword shadow formed all over Yemo Shayi's body. On the scimitar.
Yemo Chanye clenched her fists hard and laughed loudly: "Yes!"
Yuan Li roared loudly: "Yao Hou, you confront him head-on! You, you, you..."
But Yuan Li suddenly thought that the bet Ji Hao had made with him was to take one or three moves from Yemo Kill! Three moves in total!
Yuan Li lowered his head and shook his head helplessly and painfully. He suddenly cursed in a hissing voice: "Xiang Liu Xiaoba, you brought so many people with you, and you actually let people kidnap Xueling! You, you deserve to die !”
Ji Hao's arm collided with Yemo Shayi's, and a crisp sound like broken glass was heard. Ji Hao's body swayed, and he stepped back ten thousand steps in the void. As he retreated, he spurted out blood. Then the skin all over his body split open, and countless amounts of blood poured out from the gaps in his skin.
Yemo Shayi returned to his human form from the scimitar form. He stood silently where Ji Hao was just now, looking at Ji Hao with confused eyes.
"You... are at the level of the Witch Emperor Realm... the level of the Witch God Realm?" Yemo Shayi shook his head in confusion: "Human Race, when did a monster like you appear? The Human Race has always had power that transcends realms, and there has never been a realm that has surpassed power. people!"
With a 'Pfft' sound, deep wounds opened in Yemosha Yixin's mouth, lower abdomen, and left and right ribs at the same time, and large amounts of blood spilled out like a fountain.
(End of chapter)