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His brows furrowed quietly, and Wang Hao secretly said in his heart: "Is this the body of the innate gods and demons?" It's so strong, it can't even pierce three inches with the Qinglian Sword. ”

At this time, the gray-clothed old man's eyes were full of jealousy, and the color of greed had reached its peak, staring at the Qinglian Sword deadly, and scolded: "Junior, how did the top-level innate merit spirit treasure in your hand come from?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao glanced at the gray-clothed old man, the corners of his mouth outlined a touch of disdain, and said, "You are still an innate god and demon, so you can't help it?" It really makes Bendi look down on you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the gray-clothed old man's face became gloomy.

This is like a millionaire who is making a lot of noise to show off his capital, but he doesn't want to be slapped in the face by a billionaire in the blink of an eye, such pain breeds the resentment in his heart, and his eyes are staring at Wang Haodao; "Emperor Qing, hand over the top-level innate merit spirit treasure, the ancestor will spare you from dying, and even pass on your supreme wood avenue."

As he spoke, in order to show the authenticity of his words, the gray-clothed old man was majestic, and the green luster behind him was shining, and a small world cone full of forest trees was faintly visible.

The moment he saw the cone shape of the small forest world, Wang Hao was moved, and shouted in a lost voice: "This is, Xiaoqian World!" ”

There is no room for him not to be shocked.

Although he has the Qinglian space, its role is relative to the small world, but he can't meditate on the law, which has always been his heart disease.

In his previous life, he was familiar with the novels of the Hong Wilderness, and Wang Hao naturally knew the strength of the small world.

As everyone knows, in the battle of the gods, the lantern was transformed into the twenty-four heavens by Zhao Gongming's twenty-four Dinghaizhu with his own measuring ruler, mastering the power of the twenty-four small worlds, and becoming an ancient Buddhist Buddha.

At this point, it can be seen how powerful it is to master the small world and mobilize the power of the small world, it is almost to open up another way of heaven in the body, although it has shrunk countless times, it is extremely strong.

According to Wang Hao's research, as the Qinglian space transformed by the Twelve-Rank Qinglian Terrace, it also has the potential to become a small world, but he has never obtained its method.

Now the old man shows the small world, although it looks very immature, but it is very stable, that is to say, the latter has the method of evolving the small world.

Thinking of this, the color of greed in Wang Hao's eyes rose.

And, Wang Hao's expression reflected that the old man could be said to have a full view, and with a wave of his hand, the power of the small thousand worlds behind him surged, and the vast aura suddenly made the Buzhou Mountain Range surging for thousands of miles, and the spiritual power poured in.

After a long time, this kind of movement gradually subsided, and the gray-clothed old man's figure was windless and automatic, and he directly appeared in mid-air, full of grass and trees, and said with a majestic expression: "My name is Mu Zu, one of the twenty-four demon god guards of chaos, the Qing Emperor, I still don't kneel down and bow my head, hand over the top innate merit spiritual treasure, this ancestor inherits your supreme avenue, and helps you become a real innate god and demon." ”

"Muzu! Twenty-four Demon God Guard? ”

The heart is shocked, and he can make a reputation among the three thousand gods and demons of Chaos, which shows that he is not weak, and the means he has mastered are strong.

But the more this is the case, the more simple Wang Hao will be to kill him, whether it is the innate god and demon body, the law of the small world, or the secret of chaos, these are all things that he desperately wants to have and know at the moment.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao stepped out, and the twelve-grade human flower appeared above his head, and the sword momentum around his body was confined for thousands of miles, holding the Qinglian sword, and said: "Mu Zu, this emperor chooses the third item and kills you." ”

As he spoke, Wang Hao's mana surged all over his body, creating sword qi in the sky, and the red and green lotus flowers bloomed continuously, filling the radius of thousands of miles.

Hearing this, Mu Zu's face became gloomy, and he looked at Wang Hao and said, "Emperor Qing, you don't know what to do, then don't blame this ancestor for being ruthless." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and saw that the wood attribute aura between heaven and earth quickly converged, turning into two divine dragons with teeth and claws, and they attacked Wang Hao directly.

In this regard, Wang Hao was not afraid, and walked between the two divine dragons on the Qingdi Creation Step, and the Qinglian Sword in his hand continued to cut out.

Under the sharpness of the Qinglian Sword, this Simulacrum Creation Technique had no resistance at all, but in an instant, the two divine dragons were disintegrated and dissipated into intangible.

After doing all this, Wang Hao raised his head and looked at Mu Zu and said, "Twenty-four Demon God Guard? But so, a poor ghost! ”

As soon as these words came out, Mu Zu's face could be described as extremely ugly.

In the chaos battle, the spirit treasure was lost, and he hid in the flood and was coerced by Pangu's will, and he really didn't have this thing like the innate spirit treasure.

Although there are many ancestral qilins, how could the ancestral qilin give them his innate spirit treasure? This also created Mu Zu's dilemma at the moment.

There was no innate spirit treasure that could compete with the Qinglian Sword, and even the wooden knife he had refined with his body was cut off at the moment of the first encounter.

Thinking of this, Mu Zu was furious.

While his hands were dancing, the power of the small world rolled, and with his cultivation in the middle stage of Taiyi, countless powerful spells were suddenly cast.

Aang -

Roar -

Chirp――

The technique of simulacrum creation was used to the extreme, and countless wooden dragons, wooden tigers, wooden luans, etc. covered the sky and the sun.

Seeing this, a trace of horror flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.

These simulacrum creation techniques not only have charm, but each end has a power comparable to the Great Perfection of True Immortals, and if he really wants to fight, he will suffer a big loss.

As soon as he thought of this, the Blue Emperor's creation step was immediately cast, and in an instant, he withdrew thousands of miles away, looking at the simulacrum creation technique that was coming from the sky and the earth, Wang Hao's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, the mark in his hand was pinched, and he shouted in a low voice, "Explosion!" ”

Then after the words were finished, the lotus flower bloomed, and the sword qi of creation exploded.

Boom -

Within a thousand miles, the earth trembled, and the art of simulacrum creation dissipated and became invisible under the strangulation of the sword qi of creation in the sky.

Even, Mu Zu, who was full of confidence, was a little dazed by this sudden blow, and he didn't react at the first time, and in an instant, his whole body was swept away by the sword qi of creation.

Ahh

The screams resounded, and Mu Zu's figure flew out, only to see that the clothes around him turned into strips of cloth, and the sword marks that penetrated into the flesh were densely spread all over his body, and the golden blood continued to drip down.

His eyes were red, Mu Zu's heart was full of anger, he was calculated, and he was even an ant who he had always kept in his eyes, such a shame, in his opinion, only the life of the latter could be washed away.

Soon, Mu Zu locked on Wang Hao on the ground, and in an instant, his skin suddenly darkened, and then his crystal clear skin was as dull as dead wood, wrinkled, and his whole person was like a wooden man, and he rushed straight towards Wang Hao, and said angrily in his mouth: "Qingdi, this ancestor wants you to die!" ”