Chapter 10: The Broken Sword
Xiang Hao's combat power shocked many people, and it can be clearly seen that Xiang Hao almost relied on an instinct to suppress the enemy, and did not master any combat skills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Such a powerful Linggang, such a terrifying fighting instinct. β
"This person should be the top disciple of the Luoxia Sect. β
Many people talked about it, and they forgot about the treasure hunt for a while.
Indeed, Xiang Hao's dragon spirit is several times more powerful than ordinary people's spirit gang, and this phenomenon Xiang Hao can't explain it, so it can only be attributed to the dragon vein.
Xiang Hao ruthlessly killed a group of Dao Sect disciples, only Zhao Taiyi was still alive, but he was also scarred and stared at Xiang Hao with some horror.
Why? Why can he overstep the level and defeat me? Zhao Taiyi roared angrily in his heart, extremely unwilling.
Xiang Hao walked indifferently towards Zhao Taiyi step by step, Zhao Taiyi was already a dead man in his eyes.
"If you dare to kill me, even if you walk out of the graveyard of the gods, you will never leave the burial ground of the gods alive. Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but take a step back, her face pale.
"Threaten me? Unfortunately, Lao Tzu is a person who does not believe in evil by nature, and if he kills you, he will kill you. Xiang Hao sneered disdainfully, strode forward, raised his hands and raised his feet, and the dragon spirit was full of energy, and he was about to kill Zhao Taiyi.
"Don't. Ye Rou exclaimed, ran over quickly, grabbed Xiang Hao's hand, and said hurriedly: "Xiang Hao, let him go." β
"Why? He just wanted to use you as an experiment, and I think it's better to kill you. Xiang Hao frowned and glanced at Ye Rou puzzled.
Ye Rou lowered her head, and a few strands of green silk fell, covering her beautiful Danfeng eyes, only to hear her voice be lightened, and said, "No matter what, he is still my senior brother, not to mention that so many people have died, enough, isn't it okay for me?"
"You do this, do you think Zhao Taiyi will be grateful to you? You are naΓ―ve. Xiang Hao sneered, but didn't insist on making a move.
Zhao Taiyi lowered his head, his eyes were terrifying.
Ye Rou saw that Xiang Hao seemed to be a little angry, she bit her red lip and didn't say a word.
Rumble.
At this moment, the wind suddenly roared in this cemetery, and the paradise-like beauty turned into Shura Hell in an instant, and what fell from the air was no longer colorful petals, but blood, and even a pungent smell of blood.
"What's going on?"
Many people are uneasy, terrified, and confused.
Ye Rou exclaimed and threw herself into Xiang Hao's arms, her realm was not lower than Xiang Hao's, and doing so was completely subconscious.
Xiang Hao had no intention of feeling the plumpness of the beauty, and asked with a solemn expression: "What about Li Danyue?
"Sister Yue got separated from me after she came in, and I don't know where she went. Ye Rou said in a trembling voice, she knew that it was not good to throw herself into Xiang Hao's arms, but she didn't dare to leave this embrace that gave her a strong sense of security.
Xiang Hao frowned, glanced around, and did not find Li Danyue's figure.
"Ah, look over there. Someone suddenly screamed in horror.
Immediately, everyone also saw that on a large tomb, a vague figure appeared, the figure was so terrifying that the void was sharply distorted, and it was roaring in the sky, with white hair dancing wildly, like a god and demon.
Knock knock, knock knock.
Xiang Hao's heartbeat, at this moment, suddenly became violent again.
"Is it because of you?" Xiang Hao stared at the terrifying figure on the grave with bright eyes, he was not much afraid, just shocked.
"Look, there's one over there. β
"Oh my God, there are on every grave. β
The crowd was sensational, and everyone was terrified.
The place became eerie and terrifying, and the black clouds rolled in the sky, like black sea roaring in the sky, and raining down blood.
"Huh. Xiang Hao's eyes suddenly froze, because he saw that not far from a large tomb, a golden scripture appeared.
In fact, many people saw that after being stunned, there were no less than 50 people, excited and desperately rushing towards the scripture, so in order to rectify the scripture, the first battle began.
Xiang Hao didn't get involved, he slowly shifted his gaze, and looked straight at a strange tomb more than ten zhang in front of him.
Floating above this large tomb was the terrifying white-haired figure.
"Ye Rou, there is only one hour, time is precious, don't waste it in my arms. Xiang Hao lowered his head and whispered, and then pushed Ye Rou away.
Ye Rou was stunned, and Xiang Hao had already rushed towards the big tomb.
"Xiang Hao, you can't get close to the big tomb. Ye Rou exclaimed, but Xiang Hao turned a deaf ear.
Xiang Hao believed in his intuition, and that clear sense of summoning was not an illusion, it came from the big tomb.
Approaching the tomb, only two zhang away, the tomb suddenly changed, the light was great, the tomb was cracked, and a mysterious gate appeared.
Shout.
Xiang Hao was directly sucked in and disappeared, and the mysterious door quickly closed.
This scene was seen by many people, and they were all shaken.
"Worm, see if you're not dead this time. Ye Chen, who was not far away, sneered, he had been paying attention to Xiang Hao, and immediately, he looked at Ye Rou with unkind eyes.
Dongfang Yue noticed Ye Chen's gaze, stared at Ye Rou with malicious intentions, and suddenly, Dongfang Yuexiu's eyebrows furrowed.
"Ye Chen, you are still an outer disciple, if you want to enter the inner door, it is best to seek cultivation here in peace, and don't do superfluous things. Dongfang Yue said lightly.
"Yes, yes. Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Ah, ancient combat skills?" someone suddenly exclaimed, and found a punch technique on the tombstone of a large tomb.
"I have it here. β
"I understand, the combat skills are engraved on the tombstone to pass it on, but why can't I see it clearly?"
Many people exclaimed, some could see clearly, and some could see blurrily.
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Xiang Hao entered the inside of the tomb, there was no imaginary ancient coffin here, only a blood-colored long sword with a small half broken, this sword was a dragon's head, lying quietly on the ground.
"Are you calling me?" Xiang Hao whispered in a trembling voice, slowly squatted down, and reached out to grab Jian Bing.
Rumble.
At this moment, Xiang Hao felt a strange qi machine, and a terrifying fierce qi erupted from the sword and rushed into the dragon veins in Xiang Hao's body.
The dragon vein trembled, and then accepted this huge fierce qi, and Xiang Hao sensed that the trace of chaotic qi flowing in the dragon vein seemed to have grown a little stronger.
Boom, after the dragon veins trembled for a moment, they suddenly swallowed out streams of dragon spirit qi with a fierce aura and rushed into Xiang Hao's other meridians.
Xiang Hao couldn't help but roar excitedly, and broke through, from the early stage of the fourth level, to the fourth small stage, so far, there are not many spiritual energy in the body that has not been transformed into dragon spirit qi.
"What is the use of this chaotic qi?" Xiang Hao was puzzled, his brows furrowed.
"It seems that after returning to the sect, I have to go and check it out. Xiang Hao muttered, and then looked at the long sword in his hand.
Strictly speaking, it is a remnant sword, this sword is dark red all over, and it is not sharp, except for the dragon head sword bing, which is still a little characteristic, the others are not surprising.
"Hey, I thought it was a baby, but it turned out to be a cripple. Xiang Hao shook his head in disappointment.
"Boy, are you disgusted with Lao Tzu?" the cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Who?" Xiang Hao was shocked.