The three people kneeling on the ground, seeing that Zhang Hao was ruthless, were about to sacrifice a magic weapon to resist, but the terrifying killing power of the formation had already swept in, and they took three lives in an instant.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at the four dead people in the courtyard, and secretly marveled at Zhang Hao's strength in his heart, among the four people, Luo Haotong's strength was the weakest, but she suffered a loss under the opponent's move, and Zhang Hao won very cleanly with one enemy and four.

Zhang Hao took the storage bags of the four people, and his divine sense swept them at will, and now there are no spirit stones in the storage bags of these four people, it seems that this place does not hide the spirit stones, which contain spiritual energy. However, among the storage bags of the four people, there are a lot of refining materials, which must have been collected in the Void Ice River.

Zhang Hao put away the storage bag, and with a flick of his finger, several flames flew out, instantly burning the four corpses on the ground to charred ashes.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Hao said in a low voice, pulled Chen Xiaoxiao over, turned around and was about to leave, but at the same time, six people came quickly from outside.

...! Wrong! .. When Zhang Hao and Murong Jing were fighting just now, the momentum of the magic weapon bombardment and formation attracted their attention.

The six people who rushed over saw Zhang Hao and Chen Xiaoxiao, and they all showed surprise, but then this surprise turned into joy.

Among these six people, the person was a black-faced man, his eyes were gloomy, his brows drooped slightly, and he pointed at Zhang Hao and asked, "Are you monks who just came to Yuanqing Mountain from outside?"

Zhang Hao looked at the black-faced man, and when he saw that the other party was fierce and his eyes were not good, he replied coldly: "Yes and what, no and what?"

While saying this, Zhang Hao pulled Chen Xiaoxiao and retreated into the courtyard.

Zhang Hao had already seen that the black-faced man was a monk in the early Yuan Infant period. Now Zhang Hao's divine consciousness is equivalent to the late Yuan Infant period. Naturally, I could see the strength of this person at a glance.

"Do you still want to escape? If you don't come to the Yuanqing Mansion to report, you dare to kill people here, can you be guilty?" The black-faced man followed Zhang Hao and jumped into the courtyard.

And the other five monks in the late stage of Jindan also followed and poured in, offering magic weapons one by one, and waiting for them.

Zhang Hao's eyes rolled slightly, and he said, "I'm sorry." We had just entered the Void Ice River when we were lured here, and then those people wanted to murder me and my junior sister, so I had to resist and kill them. As for entering Yuanqing Mountain, I have to register with Yuanqing Mansion, I don't know anything about it!"

N black-faced men listened to Zhang Hao's words and muttered, "In that case, hand over your storage bags!"

Hand over the storage bag?

Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still threw a storage bag over.

This storage bag is just a temporary storage bag used by Zhang Hao. There's not much in it.

n black-faced men swept Zhang Hao's storage bag with his divine sense and nodded with satisfaction. Then his eyes fell on Chen Xiaoxiao, and he asked coldly, "What about yours?"

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Hao, and when he saw Zhang Hao nodding slightly, he also took out the storage bag and threw it to the black-faced man.

The black-faced man took the storage bag of the two, and a playful smile appeared on his face, and said, "Since the two of you are so cooperative, then I will let you die a happy death.6 By the way, don't resist." Otherwise, you will only die even worse!"

Zhang Hao smiled coldly, what he expected was right.

The other party not only took his storage bag, but also killed him.

"Buzz...

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The Yuanba Sword trembled slightly, and the steel was in Zhang Hao's hand.

The n black-faced man looked stunned, and when he saw that Zhang Hao could still sacrifice a magic weapon, he sneered and asked, "Do you have any other storage bags?"

Zhang Hao didn't answer him, but took out four array flags and shot them out in four directions, and in a moment, this courtyard was once again shrouded in formation. ...

"A mere Jindan eighty percent ant, thinking that he can deal with me with his formation?" The black-faced man sneered, and with a wave of his hand, behind him, the five Jindan monks killed Zhang Hao at the same time.

Zhang Hao motioned for Chen Xiaoxiao to step back, and the Mo Yuan Overlord Sword slashed out.

"Wow!"

A sword aura burst out in the air in an instant like a wave.

Zhang Hao's sword, naturally, with the help of the momentum of the formation, not only suddenly burst out, but also extremely powerful, among the five Jindan monks, the three who rushed in front didn't even have time to react, and they were instantly wiped out by the sword qi and turned into a puff of blood mist.

The three Jindan monks were killed in the blink of an eye, and the other two Jindan monks looked at each other in shock, and hurriedly flew to the rear, not daring to take another step.

The black-faced monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant also flashed a hint of strange color in his eyes.

"I underestimated you!" The black-faced monk sneered, and offered a lead-gray long stick, this long stick, about six feet long, was covered with Dao patterns, and there was a faint cyan true yuan around it, which was a superb spiritual weapon.

"Hah!" the black-faced monk suddenly shouted, leaped to his feet, and swung his long stick out suddenly, like a tiger descending from a mountain, with a terrifying momentum.

The sword in Zhang Hao's hand was picked up, and the sword qi condensed, like an angry dragon, facing him.

"Boom!"

The long stick and Zhang Hao's black sword collided together.

The monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant only felt that his arm trembled violently, and the tiger's mouth was shaken to the point of pain, and at the same time flew out upside down, standing in the courtyard again, looking at Zhang Hao's eyes, there was no longer the contempt he had before.

The other two Jindan monks had even more horror in their eyes, they already knew that this foreign monk was more powerful than they imagined, and with the help of the formation in this courtyard, with the strength of the three of them, they might not be able to threaten each other.

The black-faced Yuan Infant Monk said in a deep voice: "We will report this matter to the Mansion Master and let the Mansion Master decide!"

With that, the black-faced monk turned around and was about to leave.

But with a wave of Zhang Hao's hand, several array flags spilled out, and the fifth-level trapped array was instantly excited.

"Come if you want, leave if you want?" Zhang Hao smiled coldly, and between the waves of his hands, a dense sword qi instantly filled the void.

The three of them hurriedly used their magic weapons to resist, but before they had time to breathe, the two Jindan monks were stabbed into a thousand holes and fell to the ground with no breath.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk kept waving his long stick up and down, only to see that his long stick was dancing impenetrable, like a constantly moving disc, blocking all the sword qi.

When the first wave of sword qi dissipated, he slammed a stick towards the formation barrier.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the formation fluctuated violently, but it did not break at all.

Zhang Hao smiled coldly, and slashed again with a sword.

This time, Zhang Hao's strength was no longer half reserved, and the power of the formation was operated to the extreme

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In the flickering of sword qi in the air, it converged to form a sword river, which rolled towards the black-faced Yuanying Monk.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk's pupils shrank, and when he opened his mouth, a small blue-green tripod flew out, growing in the air, blocking in front of him.

Then he leaped into the turquoise dome.

The dense sword qi was pierced on the top of the blue-green Da Ding, and there was a clanging sound, hitting the Da Ding in the formation, constantly flying back and forth.

However, the Heilian Yuan Infant Cultivator, entrenched in the Great Ding, was not affected by the sword qi in the slightest.

"I want to see how long you can hide in this turtle shell!" Zhang Hao smiled coldly, and the Mo Yuan Sword swung out again, and the dense sword qi appeared again, but this time, Zhang Hao used the Thunder Killing Sword, and the sword qi was wrapped in thunder and lightning, just like a thunder sword slashing towards the Heilian Yuan Infant Monk. ...

Seeing that Zhang Hao was actually able to urge the power of thunder and lightning, the black-faced Yuanying monk secretly thought that the other party must be a Lei Linggen monk, and he was even more jealous of Zhang Hao in his heart, hiding in the blue-green Dading, and he didn't dare to come out, and at the same time encouraged Zhenyuan to block all the thunder and lightning from the Dading.

However, the power of thunder and lightning is pervasive, although it blocks the power of the sword, but the thunder and lightning are pervasive, and this turquoise tripod is not a magic weapon for lightning protection, so a lot of thunder and lightning slowly infiltrate into the turquoise tripod to block.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk naturally sensed the power of these thunderbolts, but he couldn't avoid it.

It didn't take long for the black-faced Yuanying Monk to be burned black by the power of thunder and lightning, but even so, he still hid in the blue-green Dading to block it, and not far away, although the power of thunder and lightning that infiltrated made him very uncomfortable, but after all, it couldn't hurt his foundation.

Zhang Hao saw that the other party still refused to come out, but he did not have the slightest disappointment, on the contrary, all this was in his calculations.

I saw him suddenly jump out, and the sword in his hand was directly cut out, slashing on top of the blue-green tripod.

Boom Boom!

Every time Zhang Hao slashed out with his sword, he did his best, his true yuan was extremely majestic, not much worse than the first-level monk of the Yuanying Sect, and with the help of the power of the formation, the blue-green Dading of the black-faced Yuanying monk was constantly trembling, and it exploded loudly.

The black-faced Yuanying monk felt even more shocked, he was sure that if he came out of this blue-green tripod, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist the young monk's few swords, and immediately hid in this blue-green tripod, and secretly lucked the true yuan to protect him, and he didn't dare to come out.

But just after Zhang Hao slashed out dozens of swords in a row, in his other hand, several dark blue beads suddenly shot out.

These beads instantly flew into the big tripod of the black-faced Yuanying Monk, but the black-faced Yuanying Monk didn't know it.

Zhang Hao suddenly stopped his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Burst!"

The black-faced infant monk suddenly felt bad, but before he could react, suddenly there were a few explosions in his ears.

In the next breath, the body of the black-faced Yuan Infant Monk and the blue-blue tripod were blown to pieces.

It turned out that the few dark blue beads that Zhang Hao shot out just now were thunder burst beads, and the black-faced Yuan Infant Monk didn't expect that Zhang Hao still had such a thing, and he used his true yuan to protect the big ding, and he didn't notice the thunder burst beads that Zhang Hao quietly shot.

Then the thunder bead exploded in the ding, and the power increased.

Therefore, the body of the black-faced monk was blown up in an instant.

His body was destroyed, but Yuan Ying flew out, trying to escape.

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