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Zhang Hao slid his feet and used his dragon's body technique. As soon as he slipped, he had disappeared dozens of feet away. He slid rapidly, rolling up a ball of snow.

From a distance, it looks like a tornado in the flying snow, floating through the sky with dense snowflakes.

Zhang Hao was getting closer and closer to the giant mountain in front, and within the range of his spiritual sense, more than 170 cultivators who were moving forward rapidly in the snow in front of him were Yu Ren and his companions.

Yu Ren was about forty years old and looked handsome, but his blue hair was mixed with many grayish silver wires, and his broad forehead was filled with wrinkles that were extremely disproportionate to his age.

He lame his left foot and walked to the base with a huge and huge height as tall as his.

The one hundred and seventy cultivators behind him followed him silently, rushing toward the wind and snow blowing from both sides.

The giant mountain ahead gradually became clear. The entire giant mountain was about a hundred feet high, with snow all year round and clouds and mists among the peaks.

Looking up from the ground, you can only vaguely identify the dim contour of the mountain, but Zhang Hao's spiritual sense can feel the many cliffs above the mountain.

The strangest thing about this mountain is that there is no path to go up, and the whole mountain emits a strange icy aura.

Zhang Hao was more and more shocked. He quietly hid his own breath and looked at the cultivator ahead from afar.

The closer you get, the more intense the cold wave the mountain is. The smell of this cold wave is like the "extreme" cold wave produced by a mutated spiritual power cultivated by the ancient Qi practitioners.

This kind of spiritual power has reached its limit. By exerting the mutated spiritual power in one's body, one can change the structure of matter.

Zhang Hao didn't know whether his speculation was right or wrong, but at this moment he was fully alert.

Yu Ren looked at the giant mountain that was getting closer and closer, and a kind of fanaticism appeared in his eyes. His footsteps were walking faster. The spiritual power on the sword in his hand surged and fell, and sword lights flew out from the knife, shattering the white snow light around him.

When he was only three miles away from the mountain, Yu Ren looked up at the mountain above his head and shook his eyes. The fanaticism in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He hurriedly limped his legs and turned around, took out a compass from the Qiankun bag beside his waist, and used his spiritual power to invade the compass. The pointer in the compass was rotating rapidly.

Finally frozen in one place.

Yu Ren walked forward holding the compass in his hand, counting steps in a low voice.

Yu Ren took a total of 9981 steps and stopped. He waved his hand at the cultivator behind him, and the cultivator behind him surrounded him from all directions.

It vaguely combined into a huge formation.

One hundred and seventy-one people formed three huge circles, surrounding Yu Ren.

Then everyone bit their fingertips and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The blood transformed into thin bloodlines with spiritual power. The bloodline firmly wrapped the Yuren, but in a moment, it turned into a blood cocoon.

I saw Yu Ren, who was in the blood cocoon, danced his hands, swelling the bloodshots that blessed spiritual power, showing strange gestures.

At this moment, the ground where the blade is located made a huge sound of rolling sound.

A huge array base of about 16 meters in radius emerged from the ground, and many huge white stone statues several meters tall slowly rose from the ground.

These stone statues are all white, like ice sculptures. The stone statues depict various strange and strange beasts, with different expressions and lifelike appearances.

A dull sound of rolling came from the ground, and a rumbling crack was rumbling where Yu Ren was. The accumulation of stools slowly retreated in the dark trough, forming a circular hole of about one meter in the middle.

Yu Ren's body was just hanging upright, and under the huge hole under his body, a cold wave emanated from it.

A strange and strange little tree stretched out its branches and leaves and grew rapidly from it. But in a moment, a suction cup-like tentacles grew on the small tree. These tentacles fell on the heads of the cultivators sitting by the blade.

The loud sound of rolling in the cave was still ringing.

A man from the demon race was as dark as a giant ape, and was raised from the ground by the formation plate.

Only then did Zhang Hao see clearly that the root of the little tree grew out of the man's chest.

Yu Ren, who was sitting in the center, quickly pinched the magic tricks in the blood cocoon, and a strange formation appeared around him. When the formation was about to be blocked, Zhang Hao quickly took back his spiritual sense.

At this time, a voice of Shang's joy came to his ears: "This is the clone of the powerful demon clan in ancient times, but I don't know how this clone of this man fell in this blockade world!"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he immediately sent a message: "Is this person absorbing the flesh and blood of the demon clone and the demon spirits to improve their realm?"

Shang heard the murderous intent in his eyebrows and said, "Lead your people to come quickly to stop this group of people from absorbing the flesh and blood power of the demon clan. If this person absorbs the entire power of the demon clan, he will be afraid that there will be endless troubles. As long as he has the bloodline of the demon clan in his body, Yu Ren will be half a demon and half a human. At that time, human cultivators will be afraid that they will not be able to subdue him easily, and the powerful demon clans will also protect him!"

While the two were quietly transmitting their voices, they saw seven golden lights suddenly flying out of the blood cocoon wrapped in Yu Ren Feizhi. The golden light suddenly appeared and turned into a guardian seven-star formation, landing on the heads of everyone who was absorbing the clone of the demon clan.

Looking at the seven golden elixirs floating above everyone's heads, Zhang Hao finally understood why Yu Ren dared to be so brave and kill the king of the Great Shang Kingdom.

These seven golden elixirs were floating above everyone's heads and the cold waves on the small trees deep underground merged with each other. A trace of warm current appeared on the spiritual power above the golden elixir, warming the hearts of everyone who was absorbing the demonic power.

However, the tentacles above everyone's heads quietly refined the impurities in the bodies of these low-level cultivators.

At this time, Zhang Hao no longer hid his body, and sent out a talisman. The Lilong Sword behind him slashed towards Yu Ren in the middle of everyone like a dragon.

When Li Long flew to the top of the blade.

Seven golden elixirs were shining brightly, and the phantoms of the souls of the seven cultivators suddenly appeared in the void.

Seven phantoms joined forces to block Zhang Hao's Lilong.

Soul guardian formation.

Looking at the phantoms of the seven golden elixir cultivators above Yu Ren's head, Zhang Hao sneered, and the blood of the witch god in his body quietly started to move, and the dragon scales on the soul-slaying armor climbed up his whole body in fine detail.

With his right hand facing the void of Qiankun Bag, a huge kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

Behind him, he slowly stepped on the flying snow all over the sky and walked out from behind Zhang Hao.

Zhiyi looked at the cultivators in the formation ahead, and a dark golden luster burst out from his dark skin. The giant axe in his hand was raised and he slashed in the guardian formation with an extremely arrogant stern slash.

The seven golden elixirs suddenly burst out with dazzling light, but the phantom above the golden elixir was a little dimmed.

The cultivators in the formation opened their eyes together and looked at Zhiyi in surprise.

Yu Ren's body rotated faster, and the fine bloodshots kept flashing continuously, and the violent demon spirit entered his body through the bloodshots.

Zhang Hao held a huge kitchen knife and used the Zhenwu Sword Technique.

Opening mountain style, sinking sea style.

Continuous chopping on the formation.

The golden elixir above the formation suddenly rotated rapidly, and the golden light slightly converged and shot towards Zhang Haofei.

Zhang Hao was shocked and was surprised and slashed at the golden elixir with a random knife.

Only a loud bang was heard.

Zhang Hao was blown into the air by a violent explosion force, three feet high. The miniature talisman array on the soul-slashing armor on his body was brightly destroyed and finally collapsed. A piece of dragon scale protecting his body on his chest fell off.

Even his powerful body was shocked and vomited blood. The qi and blood in his body surged and fell, and were suppressed by the pure yang energy in his body.
Chapter completed!