"Gurl!"

A loud saliva swallowed.

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the figure in white.

He squeezed a flying sword in the middle stage of the Golden Pill with bare hands. This person's strength is probably comparable to that in the late stage of the Golden Pill.

"All disciples, retreat! Elder Jindan, follow me to meet the enemy!"

An old man shouted loudly in the late stage.

"Kill! Kill this bastard and avenge the dead disciples!"

They roared angrily, and all used magic weapons to bombard them.

Tang Hao's figure swayed slightly, and appeared in front of a middle-stage old man in Jindan like a ghost. He raised his hand and patted him.

The old man was shocked and hurriedly activated the protective magic weapon.

Bang!

The light curtain cracked in response to the sound.

That head was shattered and blood splattered everywhere.

The figure shook again, and another blood flashed, and the second-place Golden Pill fell.

His body kept flashing, reaping lives.

Moreover, they all slapped to death with one palm.

The disciples of the Mo Sect around him looked pale and even shivered.

This guy is really terrible!

It is obviously in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and he is at the same level, but he is as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

That's right, in their eyes, the extremely powerful elders are like chickens and dogs under this guy, and they are slaughtered by others.

"stop!"

The Jindans were so angry that they saw the eyes of the Jindans that they were chasing and were chasing them crazily.

Bang!

Another person was killed, Tang Hao turned his body and faced a late stage of Jindan.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man hissed and roared in the later period, his eyes red.

He crazily activated the energy in his body, and used a red copper furnace to smash it.

Faced with this blow, Tang Hao just punched.

Bang!

One punch, one furnace, heavy blows.

Under everyone's horror gaze, the furnace was blown away by a punch and hit the chest of the late-stage old man. In an instant, the old man's chest collapsed and he spat out blood with a puff.

"Old guy, want to kill me? I'm not qualified yet!"

With a cold murmur, Tang Hao flashed in front of him and printed his palm on it, hitting his chest.

A Jindan was bombarded in the late stage.

Seeing this, the rest of the people stopped later, and their faces showed a dull look on their faces.

Even the late stage of the Golden Pill, he died?

how so?

Who is this guy...?

They looked ahead at the figure with blood stained with white clothes and blurred faces, and their hearts were chilling.

"Hurry! Go and invite the head!" one of them shouted.

On the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain, a disciple turned around in a hurry and ran up the mountain quickly. While running, he shouted: "Not good! Master, no good!"

"What's wrong?"

When he ran up the mountain, the head of the sect led his men out of the hall and said unhappily, "Have you caught someone yet?"

"The leader, die! Many people have died! That guy is simply Shura, it's so terrible! Mo Lin, Elder Mo Ping, they are all dead." The disciple rushed over and crawled.

"What?"

A group of people changed their colors.

"How is that possible? Isn't Mo Ping late? That guy is in the middle stage!"

They were a little incredible.

Then, they all rushed out and rushed down the mountain in a hurry. The scene they saw made their eyes burst into tears.

In the square, a figure was chasing their elders. It was simple, and with one palm, one person was bombarded, extremely cruel.

This is clearly a massacre and abusive!

"Stop!" The head roared, almost mad.

He was shocked all over, and Jieying's aura burst out and pressed down.

In the square, Tang Hao pinched a Jindan's neck and lifted it up.

"You dare! Why don't you let go!"

Tang Hao didn't say a word, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he squeezed it hard.

Bang!

Blood splattered everywhere.

He waved his hand, shook the blood away, and said coldly: "This is the end of you who messed with me!"

"Who are you? from Ritian Pavilion?" Mo Lingzi, the head of Mo Sect, looked ferocious and asked sternly.

"That's right!"

Mo Lingzi snorted and said, "You Ritian Pavilion is really hidden! One is six orifices and the other is eight orifices. Let's come another master like you."

"But do you think you killed my Mo Sect's people and you can escape from my nose today?"

"escape?"

Tang Hao sneered, "Why should I run away? I'll just kill you together!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingzi was stunned and then laughed.

He had never seen such a rampant person, who was just a mid-stage Jindan, and he dared to say that he would kill him, the powerful man who had a baby.

There is more than a natural barrier between the infant and the golden elixir!

The disciples and elders of the Sifang Mo Sect also burst into laughter.

"Okay! I want to see how you kill me!"

Mo Lingzi sneered, flicked her sleeves, and a golden sword flew out, stopped in front of her, buzzing and rotating.

The sword turns faster and faster, and the momentum it emits is becoming more and more terrifying.

"If you kill so many people in Mo Sect, I will use your blood to pay tribute to them!" He shouted loudly, pointed his fingers, and the golden sword burst out, thrusting at Tang Hao with a shocking momentum.

Before the sword arrived, a fierce gust of wind came, like a knife cutting the face.

Tang Hao still stood still, motionless.

The pair of pupils changed quietly. One pupil became dim and filled with a deep breath of death, while the other, on the contrary, was full of vitality.

Then, he raised his right hand and pointed a finger.

This pointing out, a translucent ripples spread out from his feet. Wherever he went, the disciples, elders, and even the vegetation had all withered and withered, and were drained from their vitality.

"My legs..."

"What's wrong with me?"

They screamed in horror.

But soon, they couldn't shout anymore, and they were drained from head to toe, withering like mummies and falling down.

Ripples continued to spread, and more people fell down.

A stream of vitality surged in, poured into Tang Hao's body, and then converted into annihilation power, and followed that point.

The sword energy was torn apart like a slaughter, and then, even the sword was destroyed inch by inch...

In Mo Lingzi's horrified gaze, this finger continued to point and penetrated his abdomen.

His flesh and blood, along with the Nascent Soul in his body, were silently annihilated, and a big hole was blasted out.

Then, he fell down and was dying.
To be continued...