Chapter Seventy-Two: Man-made Disaster

In the swampy forest, Qin Hao stood indifferently.

At this moment, there was a dark light circulating on his body, and his skin was crystal clear, like a treasure. And in the other part of the swamp forest, a figure is rushing towards this place.

"Brother Hao'er!"

Yang Qin'er spoke slowly, but there was still no relaxation in her eyes.

She knew that some of the ignorance was not over.

And Kun Xu was already jumping up in front of Qin Hao at this moment, and when Qin Hao forced him to be a servant, he was still a little resistant.

But now, just by virtue of Qin Hao's victory over the sky, he has been subdued, and his eyes are full of reverence.

Qinglian's eyes were ethereal, she looked at Qin Hao lightly, and she didn't speak, but her perception had already detected that there was a living creature rushing towards here.

The fluctuation of the immortal source qi is getting more and more, one, two, three......

After counting the time, Yang Qin'er's face also changed slightly, and she noticed something.

The two women and one beast looked at Qin Hao with solemn faces, and there was a hint of bad in their hearts.

Faced with this situation, Qin Hao was still calm and light, and he never had the idea of leaving this place.

The supreme perfection, the forbidden calamity, he already knew it after he had read all the nine paths, but it was not the time for him to think about it.

Qin Hao had already expected this situation.

However, he didn't care, as long as the person who came here was not a monk from the Ning Dan Realm, he would not be a threat to him.

This is also a calamity, even if the calamity of heavenly damnation has dispersed, the forbidden calamity is still not over.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, in the swamp forest, a giant tree burst open, and a spirit carried a harsh aura, and even the air was torn apart by it, rushing straight towards Qin Hao.

At the same time, one after another, the figures all roared towards Qin Hao, roaring again and again, shaking the entire forest.

The roar was loud, and their eyes were covered in scarlet, but they still had their own consciousness.

Facing the eyes of killing intent, Yang Qin'er's face was slightly gloomy, and there was already a ghostly light flickering in her hands, Qinglian stood faintly, and under the ethereal posture, she couldn't see her complexion, and although Kun Xu was just a child, she knew this situation, and she had to fight.

The three of them were all solemn, and only Qin Hao stood lightly.

Under the forbidden calamity, there are two calamities and one calamity.

Just like the previous Thunder Tribulation and the Tribulation of Heavenly Damnation, and now, it is the last of the Forbidden Tribulation......

He has achieved the forbidden realm of nine zhang above, the ten-zhang dantian, the immortal earth sentient beings and even the ten thousand ways, all in the cause and effect certainty, even this heaven and earth must be observed, the supreme perfection of the immortal martial realm, even if it is almost ten deaths and no life, heaven and earth will eventually leave a way to live.

However, the forbidden realm is taboo after all, and after the double tribulation, there is also a disaster.

For...... Man-made disaster!

That is, it is a man-made disaster, and it is a murder.

"Qin'er, how many days will the Daluo Immortal Realm open?" Qin Hao said lightly, as if he had not taken the many monks hidden in this swampy forest in his eyes.

"Seven days to go!"

The tense atmosphere was suddenly broken by Qin Hao's words, and Yang Qin'er slowly spoke: "Brother Hao'er, it's better to talk about the last calamity in front of you now!"

"Thunder Tribulation and Divine Curse Tribulation, Qin'er can't intervene, but this man-made disaster, I can help!"

The light words made Qin Hao change color slightly, he was a little incredulous, how could Yang Qin'er know about the double calamity.

"It's just a man-made disaster!"

Qin Haoyun said lightly, "You don't have to waste your energy, recuperate your energy." ”

Shout!

An immortal light condensed by the immortal source qi came straight to Qin Hao's eyebrows, and behind this immortal light, there was a dagger with a thorn on the blade, sweeping towards Qin Hao's throat.

Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, but his eyes were a little calm, the Nine Heavens Sword rose suddenly, the sword blade trembled slightly, and a sword qi collided with the immortal light, bursting out with a dazzling light.

Behind the immortal light, the hideous-looking figure, the body twisted suddenly, and suddenly bypassed the Jiuxiao Sword, and the dagger in his hand with a cold glow had already appeared three inches away in front of Qin Hao.

Qin Hao was unmoved, there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be chaos in his pupils.

Rumble!

The chaotic qi was sharp, and it took the first step in the center of the figure's eyebrows, passing through.

Click!

As if the figure of knocking on the bamboo board sounded, the chaotic qi had disappeared in this heaven and earth, the white robe stood three inches at his neck, and a dagger was no longer stored in the slightest, and in the next moment, as the figure slowly fell, the scarlet wrapped in a trace of white, slowly overflowing from the center of the eyebrows, and there was no vitality in the body.

This scene made Yang Qin'er and Kun Xu's faces shocked, this is the hunter of the second turn of the Divine Source Realm, a monk who has been living in a life-and-death battle for a long time, with the means of turning his body in the moment just now, his strength will definitely not be in the next place.

But even so, he was still killed by Qin Hao in an instant.

Qin Hao has become stronger!

Yang Qin'er's beautiful eyes were already filled with a hint of gratification, but while thinking about it, she also thought that there would probably be one more killing god in this swampy forest today.

However, it is no wonder that Qin Hao, although he is a disaster, he is a person driven by hatred.

It's just that she never thought that there would be so many people in this Ximan Mountain.

Rumble!

There was another loud sound, and the five figures had a streamer trailing, and the immortal qi rioted, smashing towards Qin Hao.

"Really when I'm like a demon beast in the Divine Source Realm, I don't have immortal magic powers?"

In Qin Hao's mouth, an indifferent voice sounded, and the Nine Heavens Sword entered, and a sword swept out.

Rumble!

The sword came in an instant, and under this sharpness, the five immortal qi were like melons and fruits, which were easily cut.

The sword swept through their bodies, shaking them upside down and flying out, but it did not kill them, and the next moment, the white robe rose into the air.

A green mountain phantom, if Wan Jun pressed the top, in an instant, the five figures were pressed to the ground, and their bodies fell under the ground.

The swamp forest was shaking, and under the shadow of the green hills, cracks were spreading, going in all directions.

The Nine Heavens Sword was in his hand, and Qin Hao didn't even look at the five figures that were shocked into the ground, and his figure had already shot out from the next place.

In just over ten breaths, six people have been killed, and even under the ground, the five figures are no longer human, their flesh and blood have turned into mud, and their qi and blood have turned into mist.

In the air, wisps of bloody smell made those hunters with scarlet eyes even more crazy, and there was a killing magic power that suddenly rose, turning into thousands of immortal feathers, like streamers, which can pierce through boulders.

It's still a floating sword, the sword comes out, and the fairy feather is broken!

Qin Hao stepped on his feet, his body soared into the sky, and the sound of the Nine Heavens Sword sounded, and thousands of sword qi rippled, turning into clouds and smoke to cover the sky.

Before the clouds and smoke fell, another figure appeared, this was a middle-aged man, with gray hair in black clothes, the immortal source qi in his hand condensed, turning into lightning, like thunder, pointing directly at the back of Qin Hao's head.

The terrifying thunder mang was like a thousand tiny thunder snakes, enveloping Qin Hao in it.

In the midst of this heaven and earth, thunder splashed everywhere, as if covering the sky.

However, in this thunderous light, there is a ray of deep understanding of the light, this light is also like thunder, but it is not as dazzling as the thunderous light.

One finger is thunder!

In an instant, Lei Mang pierced through the immortal source qi of the middle-aged man with gray hair, entered the center of his eyebrows, and wreaked havoc on everything.

The clouds and smoke were also at this time, slowly shrouded, Qin Hao stood indifferently, and his body was not stained with dust.

"There is only a trace of benevolence, you cherish it!"