The sediment at the bottom of the water eye flew up and the water flow became extremely turbid.
Amidst the countless flying sand, a small insect a thousand times smaller than the gravel was suspended in the sand, staring at Ji Hao and others with squinted eyes. The hoarse and strange voice of the beast ancestor kept coming from the little beast's mouth.
"Okay, everyone is cheating, and everyone has found a good backer. Taoist Subduing Dragon, Taoist Fuhu, these two guys I also heard about from my ancestors back then. They are very good, they are really good."
"But it's great. Fight, fight to death. Your backing is too strong. I can't afford to offend my ancestors. Unless Gonggong of all generations returns smoothly, Gonggong's lineage can't afford to offend you. Fight, fight to death. Fight, if you kill two or three people on the spot, it will be a fun."
The Taoist Jianglong who rides a black dragon and holds a white sword; the Taoist Fuhu who rides a white tiger and holds a black sword.
There was a purple futon suspended above both of their heads, continuously emitting streams of purple light that turned into turbulent vortices to protect their entire bodies. There was a faint glimmer of merit in the purple light. It was obvious that these two people had done a lot of good deeds to save people from suffering.
"Junior brother, be careful, the sword in this guy's hand is extremely sharp." Taoist Jianglong took a solemn look at the Tai Chi Divine Blade, and took out a Bodhi leaf shining with a faint glow from his sleeve. He flicked the Bodhi leaf and it turned into a talisman. He carefully attached it to the sword in his hand.
Taoist Fuhu did the same thing when he heard this. He also took out a Bodhi leaf and turned it into a talisman, and attached it to the long knife.
The black and white swords were suddenly covered with a layer of dazzling multi-colored light and shadow. Ji Hao vaguely felt that it was somewhat similar to the multi-colored branches in the hands of Taoist Mu that he had seen before. Thinking of Mu Taoist's colorful branches, Ji Hao's face became a little ugly.
"Yaohou Jihao, you attacked me from behind and seriously injured my senior brother. You also destroyed the Dragon Subduing Chain that he made when he attained Taoism. That was an acquired spiritual treasure that my senior brother spent countless efforts to refine!" Taoist Fuhu blew his nose. He glared at Ji Hao and shouted angrily: "In order to refine the Dragon Subduing Chain, senior brother killed three hundred evil dragons that were causing trouble to the world."
After taking a deep breath, Fuhu Taoist said in a cold voice: "Senior brother poured all the merit gained from killing the evil dragon into the Dragon Subduing Chain. Only then did he get an acquired spiritual treasure that was handy. Unexpectedly, it was destroyed by you today. !”
Taoist Jianglong sighed softly and said slowly: "This is also the fate of the Dragon Subduing Chain, that's all... It's just that Yaohou Jihao, you damaged my body and destroyed my foundation, you must give me an explanation!" "
Give me an explanation
Ji Hao looked at you talking to each other, putting a big hat on his head for sneak attack and hurting people from behind, and suddenly sneered: "Give me an explanation? What are you doing here to show off your words like a bitch? Kill! "
With a loud shout, Ji Hao stepped on the Seven Stars and arrived in front of Taoist Jianglong with dozens of afterimages. The Tai Chi Divine Blade brought a sharp cold light straight into his chest. With this sword, he was purely interpreting Yu Yu's sword technique and did not incorporate the four moves taught by Xu Ying into it.
Taoist Jianglong shouted, "Well done." He drew an arc with the white sword in his hand, and faced the Tai Chi Shenfeng directly.
There was a muffled sound of "buzz", and the two swords collided together, but there was no clear and crisp sound as the metal collision should have. Ji Hao only felt that the Tai Chi Divine Blade seemed to have struck a tough balloon, and it was soft and completely used. Not strong enough.
The five-colored light on Taoist Jianglong's white sword flickered. He took advantage of Ji Hao's absence and struck the sword with a stream of light, which pierced Ji Hao's heart. Taoist Jianglong's sword was fierce and fierce, and he showed no mercy in one strike.
Taoist Fuhu urged the white tiger under his seat to swoop in. The white tiger sprayed out a Gengjin evil spirit from his mouth, which turned into countless swords, spears, swords and halberds to kill Ji Hao. Taoist Fuhu's body was mixed with the white evil spirit. The black knife brought out a waterfall of cold light and struck Ji Hao head-on.
The swords struck the chaotic airflow released by Pangu Zhong almost at the same time. Ji Hao suddenly exclaimed in a low voice - the chaotic airflow released by Pangu Zhong, which was unusually powerful in the past, was actually cut into the chaotic airflow by one foot. Six inches!
The tip and blade of the sword shone with multicolored light. The faint multicolored light separated the chaotic airflow, and with a harsh friction sound, it penetrated one foot six inches deep.
The chaotic airflow surrounding Ji Hao was only three feet thick. Ji Hao relied on Pangu Bell's powerful defense and fought against many top masters, but no one could separate the chaotic airflow from Pangu Bell.
Today, the swords of Taoist Jianglong and Fuhu were forcefully broken open. Ji Hao couldn't help but feel his heart twitch and was shocked.
However, the faces of Taoist Jianglong and Fuhu also twitched, and it was obvious that they were also frightened. Taoist Fuhu hissed in surprise: "What a powerful treasure... I have the Bodhi Talisman given by Master, but I still can't break this bell?"
A look of greed flashed across Jiang Long and Fu Hu's faces at the same time. They both looked up at Ji Hao and suddenly activated their magic powers together. There were hundreds of dragon shadows hovering in the sky on the white swords, and there were a large group of tigers in the black swords. The figure roared again and again, and the swords were illuminated with colorful light. The two shouted loudly, and the swords penetrated the chaotic air flow released by Pangu Bell inch by inch, and stabbed towards Ji Hao's body.
"Is it the Bodhi Talisman given by Taoist Mu personally? No wonder!"
Ji Hao looked at the approaching swords with a gloomy face. He took a deep breath, and the Great Sun Primordial God suddenly emitted a strong red light. With a long roar, he used all his magic power and punched the Pangu Bell hard.
All the mana in his body was instantly drained by the Pangu Bell. Ji Hao's body was as empty as a small building that had been visited by a thousand thieves. The sun's radiance suddenly dimmed, and the red sun almost turned black.
The Pangu Bell buzzed, and waves of strange vibrations instantly enveloped the area ten feet in radius.
The world collapsed within ten feet, and everything on earth, water, fire, wind and everything was shattered. It was a terrifying scene of re-creating the world and recreating the prehistoric world.
Jianglong and Fuhu exclaimed in unison. The swords in their hands vibrated violently, and they kept making overwhelmed screams. The Bodhi talisman they blessed on the swords emitted dazzling multi-colored light, struggling to resist the impact of the chaotic torrent around them. But seeing the light of the Bodhi Talisman getting weaker and weaker.
The purple light emitted by the two purple futons collapsed one after another. These two purple futons were also extremely powerful spiritual treasures. Under the wash of the torrent of chaos, they actually managed to withstand three breaths without collapsing, but it was obvious that this was already two At the limit of a futon, Ji Hao even heard the sound of the spirit baby inside the futon cracking.
Jianglong and Fuhu's expressions turned grim, and they shouted loudly and retreated quickly. While retreating, they did not forget to take their mounts out with them.
Even though they retreated quickly and were protected by the Bodhi Talisman, the Pangu Bell chimed and their clothes were shattered. The scales and hair of the dragon and tiger under them were all ripped off.
Before Jiang Long and Fu Hu could count the injuries, Ji Hao suddenly turned over and ejected, reached Yuan Sheng's side in one step, and swung his sword with all his strength.
Yuan Sheng, who had absorbed all his magical powers and secret arts, howled miserably and was split into two pieces by Ji Hao's sword.
The torrent of chaos caused by the Pangu Bell had not yet dissipated, and a gray mist rolled in. Yuan Sheng had no time to use his magical powers to survive, and was already smashed into pieces.
(End of chapter)