Suddenly, Wang Anxu's head was full of black lines.

He just casually politely said, and the young man opened his mouth.

Even if he asked for a seven-grade magic weapon, he wouldn't frown, but this rainstorm pear flower needle really embarrassed him.

This is his best weapon, although all the milli needles are only of the grade of the mortal realm, but the number of more than a thousand pieces is no longer comparable to a seven-grade magic weapon.

Wang Anxu was a little hesitant, his palm had already lifted the robe beside him, but the other hand was a little dilemma.

To take, or not to take?

Take it, his flesh hurts......

If you don't take it, hit him in the face......

"Why is it that you suddenly have a cheap mouth!"

Wang Anxu scolded secretly in his heart, and lifted his robe in a hurry, revealing the storage bags hidden under the robe, as if he was going to take the rainstorm pear flower needle to Qin Hao.

Looking at Wang Anxu's face full of black lines, Qin Hao was also a little crying and laughing, and immediately said: "I'll just say it casually, but I didn't expect that the senior disciple of the Refining Weapon Valley is really rich!"

What caught Qin Hao's eyes was more than a dozen storage tips.

Glancing slightly at the pale gold brocade hanging on his waist, Qin Hao's eyebrows touched slightly.

You really can't compare your wealth with the disciples of the Refining Weapon Valley!

Then, Qin Hao spoke up again: "Heavenly Desolate City, Qin Hao!"

This time, a faint voice came out slowly, and it was a brief introduction to himself.

"Qin Hao, ah......"

Wang Anxu muttered, chanting Qin Hao's name, and the next moment, as if he was a ghost, looking at the white-robed figure of more than seven feet with an incredible face.

"You turned out to be Qin Hao!?"

At this moment, his eyes seemed to see a freak, a madman in the Immortal Martial Realm Great Perfection who killed the Divine Source Realm.

"I just ...... Didn't get ...... Sin against you, right?"

In an instant, even if Wang Anxu was a cultivator of the third turn of the Divine Source Realm, his speech became fragmented at this moment.

The Immortal Martial Realm is still like this, how terrifying should it be to enter the Divine Source Realm now?

Wang Anxu thought that he would meet Qin Hao in the Daluo Wonderland, but it was not as good as the sky, and he met Qin Hao when he first entered the Daluo Wonderland.

Unlucky!

Looking at Wang Anxu, who was a little uneasy, Qin Hao suddenly changed his indifference, and his eyes became cold, "Swords, guns, swords, axes, bows, and even your burning stick have been taken out!"

Suddenly, a sword light swept out of Qin Hao's hand!

Scold!

That terrifying power, perhaps because of the fear of this name, Wang Anxu simply stood in place and did not move, looking like he was ready to die.

It's just that this sword light was a little unexpected to him, and it actually grazed his scalp and fell, slashing behind him.

What the?

Don't you kill him?

His body trembled slightly, and he turned to look behind him, next to the five Putuo flowers.

A figure froze in place, his eyes full of consternation.

The next moment, at the neck of that beautiful woman, a blood mark was connected into a line, and blood overflowed, dripping on the Putuo flower.

Bang!

In Wang Anxu's perception, that figure no longer exists, and even, in her body, has been wiped out by the sword qi, leaving only the appearance of the skin.

It's better to see than to hear!

Horror so!

"You haven't offended me, why do you want to kill you!?" The Nine Heavens Sword was put away, and Qin Hao said lightly, "Don't hide the others, come out!"

In this hall, there were nine more figures slowly walking out from behind a wall, and they already knew about what Qin Hao and Wang Anxu were talking about.

However, they didn't know what Qin Hao's name represented.

Qin Hao's face was indifferent, his white robe swayed with the wind, his steps were slow, and he walked in front of the five fairy flowers, "Persuade you not to fight the idea of these six-grade treasure medicines!"

"Next, I will break a hole in this big array, you nine, let's go out first!"

The nine of them were all loose cultivators, and they didn't know Qin Hao's horror, at this moment, a kid who had just entered the Divine Source Realm actually gave them an expulsion order, what kind of reason was this?

Could it be the confidence given to him by a Divine Source Realm third-turn cultivator?

They didn't see Wang Anxu's fear of Qin Hao, and between the talks, it seemed that the two knew each other.

But at this moment, Wang Anxu's face was pale, and he obviously suffered a heavy blow.

This is a great opportunity to grab the treasure!

"Boy, divide me and wait for four Putuo flowers, and I'll leave later!" the nine said in unison.

Qin Hao was already standing next to the Six-Rank Treasure Medicine, and the voices of everyone interrupted his thoughts, making his face slightly condensed, and his voice slowly spread with a hint of coolness: "Since you don't leave, then you will all die!"

If you don't agree with each other, you will live and die?

Wang Anxu's face changed slightly, fortunately he didn't offend this madman, but his gaze at the nine people was already full of pity.

I hope he has no pain in his hands!

"Boy, you are even more rampant than this Wang Anxu!" someone shouted softly, and a trace of anger rose in his eyes, "Take me and others to kill you, then Wang Anxu can't escape!"

Wang Anxu immediately chuckled in his heart, these people were only cultivators of the second turn of the Divine Source Realm, and they even dared to jump in front of Qin Hao.

It's ridiculous!

Rumble!

Suddenly, Qin Hao stomped on the ground with both feet, his body was like a shock, and the Nine Heavens Sword swept through the throat of one of them with a terrifying light.

Those indifferent eyes seemed to be saying two words.

Boring!

Immediately after, Qin Hao stood in the air, the sword qi around his body was crossed, and he didn't give those second-turn monks time to prepare at all, the black clouds condensed, and the thunder was flickering, extremely bright.

Thundercloud Sword Pose!

With just a sword ray, everyone was like a great enemy, they never thought that a kid who had just entered the Divine Source Realm would be even more terrifying than Wang Anxu.

I don't know Qin Hao's methods, no wonder this is the case.

The thundercloud sword swept down, drowning the eight killing magic powers with different rays, and at the same time, there were still the eight stunned figures.

Rumble!

The roar resounded in the dilapidated building, and under the sword light, the aftermath alone shattered several large pillars, ripples and scattered, and the rubble was fossilized and powdered.

Without waiting for the sword to disperse and the dust settled, Qin Hao had already taken his hands, and his indifferent eyes had already converged.

The five six-grade treasure pills reflected in Qin Hao's eyes, at this moment, under the backdrop of that blood, they actually looked extremely demonic.

The petals that originally exuded a faint glow were actually absorbing the crimson blood.

The petals are tearing, five petals have turned into ten petals, and in the center of the petals, the stamens of the three escaping halos have all turned red.

This is not a Putuo flower at all!

Putuo flower is the flower of Buddhism, how can it change because of the infection of blood, and the original looming Zen rhyme has disappeared, replaced by a coolness, through the bones of the cold.

Qin Hao's eyes had slowly closed, as if he was thinking about the answer.

At the same time, the sword finally dispersed, and through a wisp of dust, it fell into Wang Anxu's eyes.

The sword slashed into the ground for more than a foot, and in this sword mark ravine, the eight figures had turned into sixteen petals, and the blood had already submerged the bottom of the ravine, and even some magic weapons had been crushed into pieces.

When Wang Anxu was shocked by the power of this sword, Qin Hao seemed to have thought of the answer, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"This flower is ...... Blood Shura!"