"Haha...... It worked!"

As soon as Wang Hao arrived, there was a loud laugh from the cave, followed by a meteor with raised eyebrows coming out of it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Dao with raised eyebrows, have you successfully mastered the power of space?"

Looking at the raised eyebrows of great joy at this time, Wang Hao asked in shock.

In just ten days, Yang Mei actually realized the skill of using the power of space, which is simply incredible.

You must know that in the desolate land, there has always been such a saying: time is king, space is respected.

I don't know how many people have tried to master these two powers, but over the years, there have only been a few successful people, just like the Qiankun Daoist, the magic power in his sleeve is built on the basis of the power of space.

Of course, over the years, Wang Hao and Yang Mei have also seen the power of Qiankun in their sleeves, but they don't feel the fluctuation of the power of space, because Qiankun in their sleeves is an extremely low-key supernatural power, if you want to understand it, you must be included in it.

Looking at Wang Hao's shocked gaze, the smile on his raised eyebrows was even worse, and he said modestly: "With a little understanding, I have been able to barely reach the point of dimensional slashing." ”

As soon as the words fell, he raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand, only to see a three-foot-long dimensional slash condensed in his hand, and the violent spatial fluctuations made Wang Hao's brows jump.

"It's really successful, it's worthy of raising your eyebrows!" sighed in his heart, Wang Hao's face remained unchanged, and he congratulated: "Congratulations to Daoyou, master the power of space." ”

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows but shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Brother Dao said that he was laughing, this Yuan Slash is just the most basic use of spatial power, how can I control it!"

Hearing Yangmei's words, Wang Hao also knew that it was impossible to control the power of space, after all, no matter how Yangmei's current cultivation was only a Heavenly Immortal Great Consummation, he didn't have enough realm strength, even if he had clever means, he was powerless.

Seeing that Wang Hao didn't speak, he raised his eyebrows and didn't care, took out the Kongtong mirror and a cinnamon from his arms, handed them to Wang Hao, and said: "Brother Dao, this Kongtong mirror is returned to you, this is my understanding of this retreat!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly came back to his senses, stared at the jade cinnamon, and accepted it directly, and said, "Brother Dao, since you and I have gained something, then we should continue to complete the unfinished business!"

Nodding heavily, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the Tiger Prison Pass stronghold in the distance and said, "Indeed, it's time for our plan to be carried out." ”

After speaking, Wang Hao and raised their eyebrows and glanced at each other, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the valley.

Riding the wind all the way, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Hao's sword riding the wind, and suddenly sighed: "Brother Dao, Yiyi Imperial Sword, the speed is indeed a lot faster than driving the wind!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao was also a little proud in his heart, after all, although the establishment of kendo was still in a young state, it had strong potential, and with the improvement of his cultivation, the power of kendo would definitely become stronger and stronger.

Of course, Wang Hao is not a complacent person, and after a short period of distraction, he waved his hand and said: "Compared to Brother Dao's Space Dao, the way of the sword is just a small Daoer!"

Wang Hao's words suddenly made his eyebrows flutter, after all, space is respected, he has now come into contact with the Space Avenue, and has made up his mind that the direction of future development is in this Space Avenue, and his heart is also very happy.

While talking and laughing, the two came to fight outside the stronghold of the Tiger Prison Pass, looked at each other and said, "Brother Dao, take care!"

After speaking, the two of them are going in opposite directions, after this retreat, both of them can't wait to try their hands at this time, and have made up their minds to pull out this Tiger Prison stronghold, naturally the two have selected their respective opponents, as long as the two fierce beast guards are killed, then this Tiger Prison Pass stronghold will naturally not be attacked.

All the way to the north, soon, Wang Hao came to a gate, and there were many fierce beasts in it, and the fierce aura rendered the entire Tiger Prison stronghold dim.

"Beasts, today this Dao Master is going to do the way for Heaven and send you all to hell!" Standing at the door, Wang Hao held the Qinglian Sword in his hand, and a battle intent surged out.

"Roar!"

Soon, the fierce beasts in the stronghold discovered Wang Hao's existence, and with a roar, the dense fierce beasts were like hungry wolves that saw sheep, dragging their huge bodies straight towards Wang Hao.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose slightly, most of these fierce beasts were at the level of earth immortals, and a small part were at the level of heavenly immortals. Although there are a lot of them, there is nothing that can really be fought against.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao stepped out, the Qinglian Sword in his hand slashed, and the sword qi crisscrossed and swept out.

In the blink of an eye, the three fierce beasts that rushed in front of Wang Hao were strangled into flesh foam by the sword qi, and the pungent blood breath began to spread.

Stimulated by the blood, those fierce beasts suddenly lost their minds, staring at Wang Hao with red eyes, and a huge group of fierce beasts rushed towards Wang Hao like a tide.

"It's a good time, today this Dao Master is going to kill on a big scale, and the fierce beast will definitely die!"

Seeing this, Wang Hao was not afraid at all, with the Qinglian sword in his hand, he rushed into the group of fierce beasts brazenly, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and one after another fierce beasts were strangled under the sword qi.

Everywhere he passed, flesh and blood flew sideways, and one after another fierce beasts were reduced to fish and meat under the sword qi, and Wang Hao turned into a knife and twisted it, overcoming thorns and thorns.

"Brother Dao, you've already started!"

At the entrance of the southern stronghold, he raised his eyebrows and heard the roar of the beast in the distance, and suddenly smiled slightly, his eyes were fixed on the fierce beasts that rushed in, and one after another dimensional slashes were thrown out of his hands.

The power of space is worthy of being the supreme means, the fierce beast will be injured when it touches, and the pollution will die, raising his eyebrows and shuttling through the thousands of fierce beasts, incarnating Shura to kill the fierce beasts frantically.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the Tiger Prison Pass stronghold of the Six Dao Dynasty in the past has become a river of blood at this time, and countless fierce beast corpses have gathered into pools of blood.

"Die!"

A sword slashed the last fierce beast, Wang Hao panted and looked at the Shura scene in front of him, turned his head to look, this place was about a thousand miles away from the entrance of the stronghold, and the corpse of a fierce beast fell in a pool of blood, and the breath of death permeated out.

After resting for a moment, Wang Hao's gaze was fixed on the entrance of the valley in front of him, and he muttered: "It's finally done, and the next thing is the fierce beast general!"

After three days of endless killing, Wang Hao had a deep understanding, and his comprehension of the way of the sword was even more miles a day, stepping on the white bones of countless fierce beasts, he finally stepped into the door of the way of the sword with one foot.

Sword Intent!

Wang Hao could feel that he was entangled in countless karma at this time, but within the dantian, there was a trace of pure gas gathering, although it had not been formed, it was already extraordinary.

If it was said that Wang Hao's combat power three days ago was equal to the two Heavenly Immortal Great Perfections, then after three days, his combat power was close to the level of the ten Innate Great Perfections.