"Go, don't stop! Go."

In the chaotic battlefield, two half-step Tianbang wearing Penglai masks used their strength to escape to the distance.

They crossed the battlefield where the Hundred Battle Army and Northern Dynasties soldiers fought, and shouted and shouted, but they could not stop their escape. The groans of the wounded could not make them stop for a moment.

They must run away!

The ghosts and gods on earth are pursuing behind them. As long as they stop, they will die on the spot.

"It's so scary, so scary."

Holding a two-shield shield, the half-step Tianlista was escaping while muttering to himself, as if he had lost his mind. What he saw and heard tonight was too horrible.

Not only him, but the master who held a long halberd in front of him, even the escaped master was also worried.

They have never seen a fairy.

But being able to join Penglai is all about the immortals.

They had only heard of ancient legends how immortals moved mountains and filled the seas, and could only see the power of immortals in their imagination, but tonight, they felt that they had seen it with their own eyes.

Even if the ghost and god Ren Hao are not immortals, how much difference is with immortals?

With one punch, two Heavenly Lists, one died and one injured.

In an instant, two companions were impermanent in life and death.

They are top experts in the world, but they can't even see Ren Haotui's figure clearly. He must have reached another level above the Heavenly List.

That is a state that they dare not think about or cannot think about.

"He was burning his essence and blood to get the power of heaven. This state of mind will not last long!"

The person holding the halberd said to the person behind him:

"We just need to avoid the edge for the time being. When he is exhausted, he will die naturally without us taking action. Hum?"

The man said something but received no response.

He looked back and saw what he saw shocked his mind.

The ghost and god Ren Hao, at some point, had already reached behind him, and his left hand was buckled against the neck of the master holding the iron shield, covered in blood, and his face was filled with white smoke, with no expression.

The five fingers are tightening.

Even if this shield holder practices the immortal body and makes his body strong to the alert of not being hurt by thousands of blades, death still cannot stop.

"Leader, don't!"

The man was like a fish in Lishui, struggling in Ren Hao's hands, begging for mercy in pain:

"I am, I am Wuliang, spare my life, please..."

"I know who you are."

Ren Hao's voice was dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing, he said:

"The leader of the Wuliang Sect in Jiangxi, when I entered Penglai with me, I also got the so-called immortal fate. He is my decent master, but he has been missing for seven years.

If you let go of good people, you will be a dog for Penglai.

They must feel good if they throw the bones for you to eat?"

"Boss leader, so am I. I'm forced to be helpless, I..."

"Click"

Before he could finish his words, his neck was pinched and he struggled once in Ren Hao's hand, like a chicken with a broken neck, thrown aside.

The master holding a long halberd in front of him had already escaped.

But Ren Hao just shook his head and touched his heart. At the moment of starting, the ground under his feet was broken, as if he was being stomped by an invisible giant beast.

There is no need to mention the sequel, just push the body forward with the purest strength.

After a few breaths, the master holding the halberd looked at the ghost and god Ren Hao who appeared in front of him in despair.

He knew that his death had come.

"Leader, I..."

“No need to say.”

Ren Hao took a step forward, leaving a deep footprint. On Jing Chi's body, white smoke rose, and the leader's skin had cracked, as if there was magma rolling in his body.

His face was red, and the flames in his eyes seemed to be a little smaller.

He said:

"I know who you are, needless to say, die."

"You will die too!"

Seeing that the master was unable to save his life, he sacrificed his life, and roared and burst out with all his powers like a trapped beast.

Holding a long halberd, he stabbed Ren Hao in a row, and shot thirteen times in a row. The guns took their lives, bringing smoke and dust to swim, with aura like a dragon and a cold star entangled.

Unfortunately, all failed.

The ghost and god Ren Hao shrank into an inch and flashed into his body. As the flash and movement appeared, the fire in his eyes brought a slight arc.

"Bang"

The long halberd was shattered, and the whole person's five fingers were separated, his forehead was pressed into the air.

"You burn your essence and blood to get this divine power. You will die! You will die too!"

The man's face was distorted and extremely ugly. He shouted with a crazy curse.

"Bang"

The whole head was crushed by five fingers, blood splattered everywhere, and the tragic corpse hit the ground, and blood and flesh were everywhere.

Ren Hao looked at the twitching corpse, he shook the flesh and blood in his hand and said softly:

"You're right, but when I came tonight, I didn't plan to go back alive...

What I ask for, I don’t understand.”

On the other side, Gao Qing was also running away.

But the national savvy was very particular about his escape direction. He even took the time to change his clothes and disguised himself as an ordinary soldier.

While mixing in the crowd, he took out a cold pill from his sleeve.

He hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at him in fear, then stuffed the pills in his hand into his mouth, and then continued to run away.

Ren Hao didn't chase him.

OK, very good!

It seems that he was attracted by those Penglai people, which is very good.

What others can see, and you can definitely see that Ren Hao’s state will not last long. As long as you stay alone, as long as you don’t find it out...

Ren Hao will kill himself!

"But what happened to that weird martial art?"

Gao Xing was puzzled. He was also a top master. He was also a master of worldly martial arts. He had seen all kinds of strange martial arts. He did not mean self-sacrifice. He had seen self-sacrifice for a long time.

It’s Ren Hao’s strange true energy of Liangyi.

It seems that they come from the same source, but they differentiate two qi powers of different attributes, and they have practiced one martial art into two. How is this possible?

The thoughts were confused, but the joyful steps did not stop.

He ran out of the military formation all the way, and as time passed, the horror in Gao Xing's heart slowly dissipated...

"Bang"

A few things fell from the sky and were stuck on the ground ten feet before Gao Xing.

Blood-stained shattered mask.

One person, seven ghosts, no more or less, exactly eight.

"Clang"

Ghosts and gods fell from the sky and were hitting in front of Gao Xing.

The moment he landed, within five feet, the earth was shattered, like soil shattered, torn apart and flew up.

As the gravel flew across, Ren Hao raised his head.

Flames were still burning in both eyes, and the true energy pushed the long hair and flew in the dark, just like Medusa's little snake hair.

I'm happy to see clearly.

Ren Hao's original black hair had turned into white hair, and the flesh and blood on his body was even more cracked. The condensed true qi was like a forge in his body, pushing out the high-temperature true qi that had nowhere to be released from the cracked wounds of his body.

"National Master, where to leave?"

He raised his hand and tightened the Tianji Wuchang in his hand. This action made him sprinkle blood light again, but it also cast a tragic veil on the ghosts and gods.
To be continued...