Unstoppable!

At least no one can stop this lunatic on this battlefield tonight.

"Bang"

The distance between the two feet away was shortened to the extreme in the next moment. The black Tianji Wuchang came towards him with the power of the Liangyi Fist that broke the mountain and cracked the earth.

"clang"

Heavy punches on the heavy ice.

Happy that Shuoxue's true energy was pouring out like he didn't have money, and he tried his best to gather the protective ice armor on his body as thicker as possible. He seemed to have completely given up his resistance and planned to delay time.

but...

Can't hold it back!

"Clang"

The second punch came, cracks arose on the thick ice layer, and black fists hit the ice surface, followed closely behind. The second wave of fist power that erupted in the Impermanence of Heaven broke through the thick ice layer.

Ice and snow flew everywhere, and the cold air surged, freezing all the three feet of the land where the two were.

The cold air entered the body, trying to erode Ren Hao's overwhelmed body, but was easily dissolved by the terrifying Liangyi Qi and pushed out of the body.

The flying edges of the ice reflect Ren Hao's increasingly aging face and also reflecting his happy despair.

There is nothing to say about this Northern Dynasty National Master.

"Clang"

He hit the forehead with a heavy punch, shattering the skull into pieces and distorting.

The black fist pierced the claw blade, and with endless strength, it rushed into the chest as the white smoke rose, broke through the body, and the hideous and despair on the happy face also stagnated at this moment.

Ren Hao stood up.

He shook the blood and minced meat on his hands, and was happy to see the heart-breaking under his feet and cracking the skull.

He felt a little dizzy.

He killed two heavenly lists, destroyed one, and seven heavenly lists and half a step. Ren Hao's body could no longer hold on.

It's too short.

The duration is too short.

What a pity.

"not enough."

Ren Hao gritted his teeth and walked forward a few steps. His staggering steps became firm again. He listened to it. In this short inhuman realm, he clearly heard the sound of fighting from afar.

That is a decent person who is fighting against the Demon Cult, and they need themselves.

“Not enough!”

Ren Hao stood up and flew up, and rushed towards the place where there were two more.

Ten thousand poisons!

Yang Tao!

Before you can't hold on, you must...

Kill them!

With oneself, completely break the backbone of the Demon Sect!

"Ren Hao!"

The leader took a step and called him suddenly turned around.

In the dark night behind him, Zhang Moye threw the cat in his arms aside and pointed it as a sword. As the true energy flowed, a strange sword fell into his hand.

He looked at the tragic Ren Hao and said:

"You have reached this level, very good... Brother, let's fight another time before you die?"

"I have something to do."

Ren Hao was moved, but he could not waste the power that was dissipating every moment here.

He still has to move forward, Zhang Moye said again:

"I am grateful for helping me with the mess. In the battle tonight, whether it is a loss or a win or a victory, I promise you that after tonight, there will be no demon sect in the world!

I just had a fight with the Penglai Daojun, chopped off his arm, and broke his small move of hiding in the dark, trying to get the spiritual energy of ten thousand people.

It's just a pity that I couldn't keep that old ghost.

Brother, I chose you between him and you.

I keep my efforts and I'm here to give it to you."

"Come on, Ren Hao, don't have any more troubles. Let's play a good match with me and bet on the 'No. 1 in the world' you have always wanted."

"Come on, fight me!"

With Zhang Moye's promise, Ren Hao finally showed a happy smile on his cracked ghost-like face, just as if at this moment, he finally put down all the burdens.

You can fight like a truly pure warrior without any concern.

He stretched out his hand, hooked Zhang Moye, and said:

"Then come!"

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In the Northern Army's tent, the qi and blood gushings and the headless corpses in the pit performed so tragically in the pool of blood.

No one paid attention to this place at all.

The terrain here was destroyed by Ren Hao's power of ghosts and gods.

As the shouts of killing around him were dragging his wrists and holding the broken sword, his body covered with blood and his hair was disheveled. Dong Lingjun was so embarrassed that he returned here carefully.

After observing the surroundings, he confirmed that Ren Hao was not there, he jumped into the sinkhole and found the tragic body of Hongchen Jun.

He let out a long breath, half knelt on the ground, reached out to place his hand at the heart of the Hongchen Lord, and used the secret technique. Soon, the headless corpse trembled.

"Hongchen, I will not be able to find a suitable body for a while, so I... dare not look for it.

Daojun was cut off his left arm by Zhang Moye and could no longer come to help. Ren Hao used a technique similar to the "Demon Disintegration". Before he died, I was unwilling to take risks.

Don't make a noise!

Shut up!

First share the body of this junior with me. After I get the Juque Sword back, I will leave here with the fairy girl in the mountains and return to Penglai."

Dong Lingjun's arm trembled and the energy flowed and rotated, just like an invisible thing that extended his arm and was turning into his body. This process was not easy.

From the movements of Dong Lingjun gritting his teeth, it can be seen that he is also suffering from great pain.

After more than ten breaths, Dongling Jun, who was panting heavily, jumped out of the sinkhole.

Under the illumination of the fire light that was about to be extinguished around, you could vaguely see that Dong Lingjun's eyes had turned into a strange color, and his left eye was his original black pupil.

But the right eye was in chaos, with a gray feeling.

Two soul bodies share one body.

I won’t mention the chaos in their actions. They are the immortal kings thousands of years ago. The power of their souls is so huge. Even with the Dongling Lord of this era, the body of the Heavenly List warmed by the innate Qi, is a little overwhelmed.

"Two hours at most!"

In his heart, Dongling Jun said confidently to Hongchen Jun:

"After two hours, this body will collapse due to the pressure of the soul. I will seize the time to avoid the ghosts, gods and mortals and go to Juque Sword. Be honest and don't cause trouble for me."

"No hurry."

The weak voice of Hongchen Jun sounded in his heart. He shared Dong Lingjun's vision, watching the pointing and restlessness of the insects in the porcelain bottle in his hand, he said:

"Juque is nearby, easy to find. Dongling, you can go and find mortals first!"

"What are you looking for him?"

Dongling Jun whispered:

"Ren Hao hated him to the core. With his martial arts, he could not resist Ren Hao's attacks. He was afraid he would be dead."

"No, he won't die."

Hongchen Jun said confidently:

"I gave him the 'Red Chen Liyou Pill', and his black snow and cold air were covered with wounds. As long as he was not chopped into pieces, he could escape.

Ren Hao's spiritual energy cannot be obtained.

But we must bring a portion of spiritual energy back so that the ancestors will not get angry and ruin our practice. We are happy that the cold snow in the body is also a heritage of the immortals, and it is sufficiently exquisite and just for use.

I have also made some tricks before, listen to me and go find him!"
To be continued...