Zhang Hao watched the fonts spread apart, grabbed them, and Niu Er, who was as stupid as a wooden chicken, flashed, and quickly retreated for a mile away from behind.

Niu Er was grabbed by Zhang Hao and lifted it into the air, but his eyes were consistently locked in the battle situation ahead.

In Niu Er's eyes, those ancient fonts slowly disintegrated into small Taoist techniques and small magical powers.

These small Taoist magical powers were shattered by Tian Ni Zhan and turned into fragmented attacks, but their power and attack speed did not change at all.

Niu Erfang Buddha realized something, but it seemed that he had not realized anything.

He murmured to himself: "He is very powerful! I want to worship him as his teacher!"

Zhang Hao flashed, his right arm flashed quickly and grabbed a weapon. The power in his hand was like a spiraling top, and he directly strangled the weapon.

A complete spiritual weapon was directly shattered by Zhang Hao's powerful magic power.

Zhang Hao took a look. Niu Er, who had already walked on the vein of death just now, saw that he was still looking at him with a dull look, and every move and movement he had performed.

He shook his head and blocked all the attacks around him.

The battle in the air became more and more intense, and the dazzling white holy light shone the entire sky with extremely dazzling glaring.

The 100,000 demon clans and the generals of the Fenji Dynasty below have fought very fiercely.

When Zhang Hao's spiritual sense explored the surroundings, he felt the strong aura of war. His mind became a little restless at this time, and a trace of blood-red appeared in his eyes from time to time.

The Wuwu bloodline in the body was quietly ignited by an invisible flame.

The power in the meridians was like surging waves, surging and undulating, and Zhang Hao's heart was undulating.

At this time, he felt a divine thought of the civil war madman in the Tower of Tongtian Tower, and quickly released the war madman and his war puppet.

Zhan Kuang stood beside Niu Er, looked at Niu Er with just a look, and quietly commanded the group of war puppets to form a formation to protect both Zhang Hao and Niu Er.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

The murderous intent in Zhang Hao's heart climbed wildly, and the surrounding war aura was like a fuse, driving the battle in his heart to the extreme.

At this moment, only killing can resolve the madness in his heart.

He jumped and rushed towards a group of generals.

The hands were intertwined, and the violent power in the body was released madly.

The Great Sun Burning Gold Hand, the Black Emperor’s God’s Fist, and the Tide Decision.

Cooperate with various close combat Buddhist moves.

Zhang Hao was like a killing machine, crazily slaughtering the generals in the Fenji Dynasty. In just one tenth of the blink of an eye, the murderous intent in his heart became more and more intense.

Every time Zhang Hao kills someone, he will feel very happy.

Zhang Hao has never experienced this feeling. This kind of casual control of life and death by others. With every move, he instantly makes life and death disappear and makes his mind gradually enter a realm of demons.

The realm of the witch and martial arts body makes Zhang Hao's best. A top-grade magic weapon, unless these warriors have extremely killing Taoist weapons, they will not be able to break Zhang Hao's defense at all.

He rushed into a flock of sheep like a hungry tiger, killing dozens of warriors in every move.

Zhang Hao kept killing wildly, his body became more flexible, and soon adapted to the rhythm of rapid killing.

The huge kitchen knife in his hand was reaping the lives of warriors and cultivators at will.

Zhang Hao gradually forgot time, himself, and everything, but instinctively killed all the cultivators who were close to the twelve meter around his body would become the targets of his attack.

After dozens of breaths, mountains of corpses were piled up around where Zhang Hao was, with golden elixirs floating above Zhang Hao's head. There were more than 3,000 of these golden elixirs, emitting a faint bright yellow luster.

Zhang Hao looked at the golden elixirs in the air with scarlet eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked them all, and all of them fell into Zhang Hao's mouth.

These golden elixirs entered his mouth and were controlled by his spiritual sense and placed in the third level of the Tower of Heaven.

But the red color in his eyes still did not change at all.

Zhiyi broke the Tianni Battle General formation in front of him and quickly flew towards Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao felt a strong wind coming from behind, and the black axe in his hand suddenly slashed towards Zhengyi.

A violent and rapid axe was wrapped in a shocking power.

Seeing Zhan Kuang, who was guarding Niu Er's body, his eyes were full of confusion.

He held the giant axe in his hand and just lifted it up slightly, and let the axe slash on the right side of the giant axe. The dazzling star light burst out and turned into a scorching spark.

Zhiyi landed on the ground, his expression changed drastically, and he took three steps back.

The bloodthirsty meaning in Zhang Hao's eyes should be a sign of being possessed by the demon. He had been cracking the formation of generals in front of him with all his might, and did not pay attention to Zhang Hao's changes.

At this time, I was shocked to find Zhang Hao's changes.

Zhiyi is the guardian of the Tongtian Tower, which is equivalent to Zhang Hao's guardian. Now Zhang Hao is in a devil, Zhiyi feels extremely guilty in his heart.

He is a warrior who has been through the battlefield for a long time. Naturally, he understands that it is the first time that Zhang Hao has experienced such a chaotic battle. Most cultivators will seem a little afraid when facing such a big battle, and will even escape without hesitation.

But if you escape, you will be very afraid of such a big scene of fighting from the bottom of your heart, and plant a shadow of fear in your heart. As long as you face this scene in the future, the strength you can exert is only one or two.

The second type is that cultivators like Zhang Hao are infected by this crazy atmosphere on the battlefield, breeding demonic nature, falling into an unexciting killing, becoming violent, bloodthirsty, and extremely cruel.

Zhang Hao is currently in the second situation.

Zhiyi was a little helpless. Zhang Hao was his master. If Zhang Hao wanted to kill him under normal circumstances, even if he was unwilling to do so, he would never resist. But if he was killed by Zhang Hao at this moment, he would be too sucker.

Zhang Hao's figure flashed at this time and he chased Zhiyi.

The giant axe in his hand swung out a lot of phantoms, and his violent magic power attacked Zhiyi like a storm of rage. Even the Zhan Kuang behind Zhiyi, Wakame and Niu Er were shrouded in it.

Zhiyi suddenly turned around and said, "You retreat quickly, I will wake him up!"_

Although Zhan Kuang was a war puppet, he was wise and immediately understood and yelled at Niu Er: "Black guy, run away!"

After saying that, he quickly put all the war puppets around him into a magic weapon and fled backwards.

But on the way, he turned back, picked up the dumb chicken Niu Er, and ran back.

He cursed in a low voice: "You stupid guy, you can't even hurt your grandfather even if you want to die!"

As he said that, he slapped Niu Er's back and slapped his palm.

The violent power immediately woke Niu Er up from a state of perception.

As soon as Zhan Kuang let go, Niu Er quickly landed from the air. He glanced at Zhan Kuang, and a hint of anger flashed across his eyes and shouted: "Who are you, why did you sneak attack me!"

Zhan Kuang cursed angrily: "Go to your uncle! I will run away with you desperately. You dare to say that your grandfather attacks you! You are so shameless!"
Chapter completed!