The system's notification tone kept ringing.
Zhang Tianhao once again made a few knives to kill the remaining demon martial artists.
"Let's go! Go to the main hall immediately..."
Zhang Tianhao said to his companion.
Now Zhang Tianhao is undoubtedly the core of this group of warriors, and naturally no one would object to what he said.
Along the way, even though they were once again attacked and killed by the demon martial artist, they were all killed by Zhang Tianhao and others.
The core hall of the Ghost Sect.
This place is used for the sacrifice of Ghost Spirit Sect. It occupies a vast area, at least the size of ten football fields on the earth.
At this moment, people from the Four Great Sacred Sites and the Hidden Family gathered here. Just looking at them, it was also a little embarrassed. It seems that there are not many people left in the four holy places. Obviously, under the attack of the demons, he suffered heavy losses. Even the Sect Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wen Xihai looked very bad at this moment.
"How's it going?"
Zhang Tianhao walked to the side of Saint Ouyang Qing.
"The demons who have just repelled a wave, don't know when they will come again." Ouyang Qing said to Zhang Tianhao.
The Mozu suddenly stopped attacking at this moment, but this made Zhang Tianhao not only not fortunate, but even more worried. Because I don't know what plane the Mozu is doing. Anyway, Mozu won't give up so easily. This moment is obviously the tranquility before the storm.
Zhang Tianhao immediately contacted Xiao Hei who was destroying the forbidden space.
"Xiao Hei, how long will it take you to destroy this forbidden space?" Zhang Tianhao used his mind to communicate with Xiao Hei in the sea of consciousness.
"Boss, this forbidden space is stronger than the barriers Xiao Hei I have encountered in the past. Although Xiao Hei can destroy it, it still needs a cup of tea time. The boss gives Xiao Hei a little more time." Xiao Hei said.
Zhang Tianhao squinted his eyes. A cup of tea is fifteen minutes. At this time, there shouldn't be any changes!
At this moment, a terrifying coercion radiated from the void and pressed down on Zhang Tianhao and the others.
"this is?"
This pressure was so strong that even Zhang Tianhao felt a little short of breath.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
Immediately, dozens of ten sacred places, the weaker warriors were crushed by this coercion.
Zhang Tianhao saw the look of the younger sister next to her a little wilted, and immediately came behind her, put his hand on the back of her heart, and then asked: "How are you? Zi Nan?"
Qin Zinan shook his head to Zhang Tianhao quickly, and said with a strong smile: "I'm fine, brother."
Zhang Tianhao looked at Qin Zinan strangely and said, "Is it all right now?"
"Who is it, come out?"
Wen Xihai, the overlord of the Ghost Spirit Sect, gritted his teeth.
Of course, the warriors present were also the most excited by him. Because this was fighting in his territory, his loss was the greatest. This time dozens of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were suppressed and killed by force, and he naturally couldn't tolerate it.
"Jie Jie Jie, who am I? If you know it, it will scare you to death."
An invisible demonic energy in the entire hall was condensing crazily.
Immediately, a tall, powerful Demon Warrior appeared in the void.
"This seat, Tec!"
What Titch
Zhang Tianhao felt a shock immediately.
This Taiqi should be the guy who ranks third among the four demon gods.
Regardless of the Four Great Generals or Ding Mu, who is called the Four Great Generals in the Demon Race, he is also a member of the Four Great Generals, but his combat effectiveness is far worse than that of Tai Qi, who ranks third.
Among the four magic generals, there is a big gap in ranking strength. Ding Mu is so strong, not to mention the third-ranked Taiqi.
Zhang Tianhao knew that the other party was alone, and maybe they had this power to destroy all of them here.
"No Hate, how are you, No Hate..."
At this moment, Wen Xihai's screams came from the hall. He was holding Chang Wuhen, and his expression was extremely painful.
Zhang Tianhao took a look and immediately knew that under Taiqi's terrible pressure, Chang Wuhen couldn't hold on, and collapsed at this moment.
"Daddy... Cough cough... I'm going to die... I don't want to die!" Chang Wuhen said as he spouted blood.
"No... you won't die, you won't die..." Wen Xihai shook his head.
Although Chang Wuhen is not Wen Xihai's biological son, but only an adopted son, Wen Xihai, who has no children under his knees, has cultivated Chang Wuhen as his own son since he was a child, even closer than his own son. He had already planned to let him be his successor. But now everything is gone.
"The old man will kill you to avenge Heng'er."
Wen Xihai led a dozen ghost spirit sect elders to kill Taiqi.
"not good… "
Seeing Wen Xihai's impulsiveness, Zhang Tianhao's heart suddenly tightened. How could this Tai Qi be so easy to kill, even if it was him, facing Tai Qi, there was no chance of winning. After all, the opponent is half-step dominating the realm. Above the Martial God Realm, the difference in every realm is the power of heaven and earth.
"court death!"
Taiqi watched Wen Xihai bring people to kill. Disdainfully, he slapped it down.
This palm has the power of terror, destroying the world.
Wen Xihai and a dozen elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect were immediately imprisoned by an invisible force. Immobile.
Although the dozen or so elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect rose up to attack, their attack fell on Tai Qi's palm, but disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.
"dead!"
Tai Qi accelerated with a palm, and slapped a dozen elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect. The dozen or so ghost spirit elders screamed immediately, and they were blown up one by one.
In the next second, Tai Qi patted Wen Xihai's body with another palm. Where this palm passes. Destroy the sky, obscure the sky and obscure the sun.
"Do not… "
Wen Xihai took out the treasure of the emperor rank and cut the magic knife. Killed with a single blow.
This knife was extremely sharp, and the void was torn apart inch by inch.
"Boom!" A sound.
Wen Xihai's knife slashed fiercely on Tai Qi's palm.
"Boom!"
The powerful palm print immediately shattered Wen Xihai's knife.
"Shadow God disintegrates Dafa!"
At a critical moment, Wen Xihai, who was about to be killed by Taiqi's palm, displayed his secret method of pressing the bottom of the box. His whole body shone with blood. In an instant, hundreds of blood shadows appeared, fleeing in all directions.
"what!"
Taiqi seemed to be able to escape his confinement to Wen Xihai. Escaping from this palm of his own, I also felt a little surprised. But after all, he is a warrior who dominates the realm in half a step, and he immediately discovered the famous hall. The murderous aura directly locked Wen Xihai's true body.
"Jie Jie Jie, if you want to go, it depends on whether you agree or not!"
Tai Qi smiled sternly, and patted Wen Xihai's real body with another palm.