When Ji Hao said the words 'stop talking nonsense', silver flames ignited on Ji Hao's fists.
When he said, "Make a price," Ji Hao had already dropped the carapace of the Netherworld Soul-eating Giant Crayfish, walked around the stunned Tushan Moshi, and smashed the screen made of stone slabs behind him, like a mad man. The bull smashed through a thick wall behind the screen and broke into the hall next door.
His fists were like meteors, bringing up a silver light tail that was ten thousand feet long. With a terrifying momentum that shattered everything and destroyed everything, it roared tore through the void and struck hard at the thin Taoist sitting on a black lotus in the hall, thousands of miles away. Smashed it hard.
Yes, the hall next to the Tushan Chamber of Commerce meeting room, which was originally more than ten feet in diameter, was folded by the great power and a mustard world was placed in the hall. The hall where Ji Hao was standing was about ten thousand miles long and wide, and traces of black light were constantly emitted from the black lotus under the seat, making this world of mustard seeds extremely solid.
The black light rippled slightly, and Ji Hao's heavy fist, which could destroy the void, passed through the world of mustard seeds. The petals of the black lotus trembled lightly for a few times, and Ji Hao's heavy fist power was eliminated.
There were ripples visible to the naked eye in the world of mustard seeds. The spreading ripples followed Ji Hao's fists and hit the thin Taoist in a black gown on the head.
Just when Ji Hao released the Taiyin cold energy to freeze the Tushan Ink Stone, he suddenly felt a terrible threat from the Taoist in black. It was as if he was walking alone on the dark night street. Suddenly, there was an invisible person holding a sharp knife. The tip of the knife was almost touching the skin of the back of his neck. Countless goosebumps suddenly appeared all over Ji Hao's body.
An extremely terrifying existence, not even weaker than the threat posed by Hua Taoist to Ji Hao.
Ji Hao and Tushan Moshi chatted nonsense for so long. His consciousness was quietly spread in all directions. He actually never noticed anything strange in the hall next door, let alone that there was such a terrifying person hidden in the hall next door. figure.
If Ji Hao hadn't released cold air that froze Tushan Moshi, causing the black-clothed Taoist's state of mind to fluctuate, causing his aura to fluctuate, and even releasing a threatening aura towards Ji Hao, Ji Hao wouldn't have been able to His presence will not be noticed.
Ji Hao was curious, and even more frightened. Because of curiosity, and at the same time having enough confidence in his own strength, Ji Hao rushed through the Tushan Ink Stone, smashed the screen and wall, broke into this mustard world, and used 30% of his fist strength. He punched the Taoist in black.
"The power of Taiyin... Are you really a mantis shrimp?" The black-clothed Taoist looked at the bright silver flames on Ji Hao's hand in amazement. The gorgeous silver flames had a mysterious blue color on the edge, which made Ji Hao The fist became more and more glorious and magnificent, and there was an indescribable sacred and mysterious aura contained within it.
What made the black-clothed Taoist even more frightened was that Ji Hao's fists seemed to be hitting his head straight, but it gave him a strange illusion that the fists were erratic, as if they were changing their trajectory at any time.
It felt as if all the loopholes and weaknesses in his body were exposed in front of Ji Hao's fists. The place where Ji Hao's fists hit must be his most fatal weakness.
How many years have you not had this feeling
The Taoist in black felt that he could not let Ji Hao's fist touch his body, otherwise, there would be consequences that would make him uncomfortable and even more embarrassing. Perhaps, his body will be damaged by Ji Hao's heavy punch
"Is this really a mantis shrimp turned into spirit? This fist is the fist of heaven!"
With a sharp exclamation, the black-clothed Taoist raised his two slender sword-like eyebrows. He looked at Ji Hao's swiftly approaching figure, looked at his dazzling fists, and suddenly waved his right hand, with his index and middle fingers forming a sword. Pointing his finger, a ten thousand-foot long sword energy spurted out and stabbed Ji Hao's fist fiercely.
'Danglanglanglang' A series of terrifying loud noises came, and Ji Hao groaned. His fists were in sharp pain, and large pieces of blood spattered. The silver flames on his fists were shattered by the black sword energy and turned into a little bit of silver. Liuying kept flying back into Ji Hao's body.
The black-clothed Taoist's body tilted back slightly, and the sword energy he swung was shattered by Ji Hao's four-position punch. The middle finger and index finger that merged into sword fingers pointed straight at Ji Hao. Suddenly, With a few snaps, the Taoist in black's jade-colored index finger and middle finger nails were shattered, and two dots of purple-gold blood slowly slipped from his fingertips.
"This... are you really a mantis shrimp spirit? Who are you fellow Taoist? Why did you transform into a mantis shrimp spirit and embarrass the poor Taoist?" The Taoist in black looked blankly at the two drops of purple-gold blood, and stood up with a solemn expression. , eighteen streaks of bloody sword light circled out from the left and right sides of his body, slowly swirling around his body.
Ji Hao looked down at his fist.
The black-clothed Taoist just used the sword energy with a casual command, and it tore thirty-six sword marks on his fist that were as deep as the bone. Blood kept spurting out from the sword marks, severe pain kept coming from the fists, and a gentle and lingering sword energy was entangled in the sword marks, like tarsal maggots that were difficult to get rid of.
If it were an ordinary Witch Emperor, this sword energy alone would be enough to make his hands useless.
But Ji Hao had already completed Pangu's body. He took a deep breath, and the blood flowing out of his body flew back. The extremely fine black sword energy in the sword marks on his fists was washed away by the powerful and terrifying blood essence, and transformed into A trace of black air kept spraying out of the body.
The thin cheeks of the black-clothed Taoist twitched slightly, and his eyes became more solemn as he looked at Ji Hao.
He knew very well that his "Netherworld Sword Qi" was tempered by gathering the Yin and soft power of the Corpse Qi accumulated over the endless years in the Nine Netherlands. There is only one person in the world who can surpass him in the lethality of Qi.
The Nether Sword Qi, which was the second most destructive in the Pangu world, was expelled from the body by Ji Hao so easily. The black-clothed Taoist was going crazy - who dared to say that the old mantis shrimp in front of him was a mantis shrimp? He must personally extract his three souls and seven souls, throw them into the Netherworld Fire Hell, and burn him for 100 million years.
Ji Hao looked at the rapidly healing fist and looked at the Taoist in black with the same seriousness.
His current body is invulnerable to swords, and ordinary divine weapons of heaven and earth cannot damage his oily skin, but his fist was seriously injured by a sword energy casually swung by a Taoist in black.
Although the harder bones were not damaged, only the skin and flesh were damaged, the Taoist behavior of this black-clothed Taoist was also extremely terrifying.
Looking at the black lotus under the black-clothed Taoist's seat, Ji Hao's eyes twitched again. This lotus has many overlapping petals. Looking at the quality alone, it seems that it is not inferior to the Hongmeng Seven-Colored Divine Lotus of the Taoist Flower!
"Who is this fellow Taoist?" Ji Hao straightened his waist and bowed solemnly to the Taoist in black.
"Fellow Taoist, you can call Pindao... Master of Netherworld!" The Taoist in black squinted his eyes, looked Ji Hao up and down, and said calmly: "Perhaps, fellow Taoist is not familiar with Pindao's Taoist name, but he should have heard of Pindao himself. Name."
"I am a poor Taoist, a Taoist from the underworld!"
(End of chapter)