"It's a pity that you still couldn't kill me!"

Qin Hao spoke slowly, his mouth overflowing with blood, his teeth were stained red, but there was a faint smile on his face.

He raised his eyes to look at Xuan, looking at the unchanging figure of the fire armor, even though his body was extremely weak, it was still standing.

"Thank you for removing this simplified version of the realm......"

When the sound fell, Qin Hao's body suffered, a little starlight, it was immortal energy, but it was like mist, constantly pouring into Qin Hao's body, and in Qin Hao's body, there was even more medicinal power, making up for every wound in his body.

Xuan looked at the figure that was extremely embarrassed but still indifferent, a trace of color flashed on his face, how terrifying the Ten Thousand Flames was, he knew.

Even those few half-immortals in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm, under this ten thousand fires, they must be ten dead and lifeless, Qin Hao can resist hard, he really didn't expect it.

What made his expression change even more was that Qin Hao would choose to heal under his nose.

I really don't know what to call a son!

"Could it be that Qin Hao still hides his strength?" Han Yu and the others were healing their injuries in the distance, but they saw the battle between Qin Hao and Xuan.

That ten thousand fires burned the plain, if it wasn't for Ning Dan and half immortals, who would be able to carry it hard?

Even only Ning Dan Half Immortal can take a few moves under Xuan's hands!

At least, they didn't think that a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Source Realm would be able to do this, not even the Nine Turns of the Divine Source Realm!

"Brother Hao'er hasn't entered the Ning Dan realm yet!" The delicate voice sounded slowly not far away, making their faces change slightly, and their eyes were even more cloudy.

Who could have imagined that a Divine Source Realm cultivator would be able to do this kind of thing......

At this moment, they had all reached the point of doubting their lives, and even seriously doubted whether they were cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm.

Not far away, Yang Qin'er's heart hanging high slowly fell, but she still never relaxed.

"You seem to be happy?" Xuan condescended, looking down at Qin Hao, who was contemplatively closed.

Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Xuan lightly, and then, his gaze fell on the three jade coffins on the high platform behind Xuan.

On the jade coffin on the right, there was a Xuan Ling flickering with a faint light.

"Xuan, even if this Ten Thousand Flames Burning Plain is so terrifying, this shouldn't be your strongest blow, right?" Qin Hao was laughing, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint arc.

"Really, why do you think?" Qin Hao's words made Xuan chuckle, and there was a glimmer in his eyes.

Qin Hao's robe was moving, and his eyes had already fallen to the three jade coffins, as well as the hideous statues behind the three jade coffins.

"Ghost Lord, so far, you're not crazy!"

In just thirteen words, it made Xuan laugh out loud, but the next moment, Xuan had disappeared in place, leaving an indifferent voice in place.

"Then I'll show you!"

In mid-air, a pair of blue eyes pierced the air like blue fire, and the originally restrained eyes had turned into madness, and at some point, his hands had been covered by fire armor.

Under the seriously injured body, Qin Hao's purple hair swept away, and the blood lines on his upper body were pervasive, and faintly, a purple armor appeared.

Qin Hao had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was still a touch of calmness on his face, what if the immortal source was exhausted, there was still Hongmeng Zimu, and the majestic blood qi was the source.

"You should be honored to die in this crazy state!" The indifferent voice seemed to hide the madness and **.

Before the voice fell, his fists had arrived, and they hit Qin Hao's chest.

On this pair of iron fists, the blue fire flickered, and if it was hit, there would definitely be a scar.

Qin Hao's face was awe-inspiring, his hands turned into fists, and he also blasted forward.

There is no idea of resisting Xuan's attack, and it is definitely a way of exchanging injuries for support.

At this moment, no matter how crazy Xuan was, there was still a trace of essence flashing in his eyes, who would have thought that a teenager could do this?

Exchanging injuries for support is simply lifeless, and it is completely a thousand self-damage and eight hundred.

And he is still facing a monk who is a whole realm higher than himself, still a thousand?

I'm afraid it's still 800 and 1,000 self-losses!

Hyun wasn't too surprised. It's as if it's not strange to see it, and above the two fists, the strength instantly increases.

Both fists landed on Pitz's chest almost at the same time, and two huge forces exploded, Qin Hao flew out upside down, facing the ground, and smashed into the deep pit Zheng

And Xuan also flew out backwards, but he only took more than ten steps backwards before he stabilized his figure.

With a little surprise on his face, his palm flicked his sleeve, obviously he didn't expect that the power of Qin Hao's punch would be terrifying.

"Yes, there is a bit of strength!" Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, except for the crazy eyes, the playfulness on his face became more and more condensed.

The next moment, Xuan moved again, and his hands rushed towards Qin Hao like tiger claws, as if to tear Qin Hao apart.

In an instant, Xuan Bian had already appeared in the deep pit, appearing beside Qin Hao, his fists were like shadows, his feet were like the wind, constantly bombarding all parts of Qin Hao's body, chest, neck, and head......

However, Qin Hao's complexion changed slightly in this constant resistance.

Immediately, the Wild Blood Pattern flashed with purple light, and it was slapped out with a palm.

Savage Palm!

Boom!

Almost instantly, Qin Hao shook Xuan away, and at the same time, his figure flashed, and Qin Hao reappeared in this hall

In front of Qin Hao, Xuan was still in hot pursuit, and every attack was almost all over the body, making Qin Hao move the purple wood almost every time, attracting the blood and qi around him to resist.

In just a short period of time, Qin Hao's dantian Hongmeng Zimu was almost two zhang left.

"You want to drain all my blood and qi and play with me in applause?" Qin Hao's gaze fell on Xuan and slowly spoke.

Xuan stopped attacking, his crazy eyes exuding a faint chill, "Yes, I will kill you to death, and I will kill them one by one, without much effort!"

Crazy!

Crazy but extremely geographical!

Qin Hao stood in place, indifferent, and in an instant, his figure disappeared in place, the wind between his fists, the color of the weathered demon purple, and the air was rustling.

This punch is extremely simple, but it almost consumes a zhang of purple wood.

Boom!

The palm of one hand seemed to be an understatement for the next punch, and a slight smile hung on Xuan's face.

The next moment, the palm of his hand suddenly pinched Qin Hao's fist and directly threw Qin Hao over his body.

At this moment, a faint smile flashed on Qin Hao's delicate face.

This smile seems to be a ploy that has succeeded.

Qin Hao's body twisted suddenly, and with the power of Xuan, the moment his feet landed, the last purple wood in the dantian was suddenly exhausted, and he didn't know how much blood and qi poured into Qin Hao's legs, and he disappeared in place.

On the high platform of the main hall, on the jade coffin on the right, Qin Hao held the Xuan Ling that emitted a faint glimmer in his hand.

Xuan frowned slightly, looking at Qin Hao, with a trace of contempt on his face: "Even if you hold that Xuan Order, it is impossible to seal me again!"

However, Qin Hao's smile was even stronger, he glanced at Xuan lightly, and then, his gaze fell on the Xuan Order.

"This decree really can't seal you......"

The next moment, Qin Hao raised his eyes, his indifferent eyes fell on Xuan, and he spoke again: "One is not good, what if there are two more?"

"What do you think?"