In the main hall of Shuanglong 'Gate' Castle, there was silence, and everyone looked at Wang Hao in shock, and their hearts were shocked. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info please search to see the most complete! of novels

The powerful Yu Heng, Yu Heng, who had successfully cultivated the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill, was defeated by Qiu Ping, who was one level lower than his own realm!

Wang Hao walked in front of Yu Heng and picked up the Yuan Ring that had fallen to the ground.

According to the rules of life and death duels, everything in Yu Heng has already belonged to Wang Hao.

He ignored the other people's gazes and walked away.

Wu Long looked at Wang Hao's departing back, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't remember that Qiu Ping had such strength, but no matter how he probed, he didn't find anything abnormal.

After leaving everyone's sight, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, although he only used the Nine Dragons Technique for a moment, but Wu Long, who had the Shenwu realm, would inevitably notice something, so he chose to leave quickly, so as not to be observed by Wu Long for too long and find abnormalities.

He went back to his bedroom, closed the door, and carved two more seals on the wall to keep out the search.

Wang Hao opened his palm, and Yu Heng's Yuan Ring appeared in his palm.

The seal on the Yuan Ring was naturally difficult for Wang Hao, and he wiped it lightly, and the prohibition was broken.

Wang Hao took out all the things in the Yuan Ring, there were a lot of Yuan Crystals, some mysterious treasures, and a book of exercises.

It was this exercise that attracted Wang Hao's attention.

On the cover of the exercise, there are four gilded characters written - Dragon Swallowing Demon Gong!

"Is this the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill that Lu cultivates?"

Wang Hao opened the exercises curiously, what he didn't expect was that he could easily understand this set of exercises.

Unconsciously, Wang Hao's mind was completely attracted by the exercises, and when his eyes swept over the last page of the exercises, every word of the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill was imprinted into his mind.

Wang Hao was surprised to find that he had already learned this set of exercises!

There is a strong throbbing in his heart.

"It's the Heart of Darkness!"

Wang Hao's divine consciousness sank into the 'spirit' god world, and after learning the dragon swallowing magic skill, the dark heart beat even more powerfully.

After sealing the heart demon, Wang Hao deliberately did not allow himself to use the power of the dark heart, so as not to revive the heart demon that had reached the realm of divine martial arts.

Then, after learning the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill, the dark heart, which had been silent for a long time, became restless again.

Wang Hao's consciousness returned to the real world, and he didn't open his eyes.

In the darkness, he could feel that within a radius of three hundred meters, there were countless dark breaths, burning as fiercely as torches.

"It's ......"

Wang Hao was delighted that he was able to determine the location of other people who cultivated the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill through the Heart of Darkness.

"There are forty-nine people in total, and the most powerful of them should be Wu Long."

"It's good news that Yulu is not in the 'gate' of Shuanglong!"

Because he has the heart of darkness, Wang Hao himself is a dark 'sex', and devouring the dragon clan cannot improve his cultivation, but he can make himself stronger by hunting people who are also dark 'sex'!

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth hooked up a sneer, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

He opened his eyes, the space around him writhed, and the clone stepped out of the void.

Wang Hao didn't rush to make a move, he waited for two hours, and only when the castle was quiet and most of the martial artists went to sleep or cultivate did he start to act.

Using the Heart of Darkness, Wang Hao found a martial artist with the weakest dark aura.

The clone pulled the main body and stepped into the void.

A Shuanglong 'Gate' martial artist was cultivating in his bedroom, his mind was completely immersed in the cultivation exercises, but he didn't notice that behind him, a gap had opened in the space.

Wang Hao's body stepped out of the void, and he grabbed the martial artist and pulled him into the treasury of the gods.

"Who?!"

The martial artist woke up in shock, but before he could gather his Yuan Force to launch a counterattack, more than ten golden rays of light flashed, 'holes' pierced his body.

Wang Hao stretched out his palm and placed it on the body of this martial artist, and the heart of darkness became even more restless.

"Dragon Swallowing Demon Skill!"

Wang Hao launched the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill, and complex black 'colored' veins appeared on his arm.

The veins seem to be a kind of magic circle, generating a huge suction.

The residual power in the body of the dead martial artist was mobilized by suction and injected into Wang Hao's body.

Wang Hao can feel that his realm is rising rapidly!

Lingwu Realm Five-Fold 553279/6000000...... Lingwu Realm Five-fold 579524/6000000...... Lingwu Realm Fivefold 596565/6000000!

The experience bar of the system rises rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Soon, Wang Hao broke through! Lingwu Realm Sixfold Realm!

His realm finally stayed at the Lingwu Realm Sixfold 99952/7000000!

"Cool!" Wang Hao's heart was happy, killing a martial artist who cultivated the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill was more than the experience he had gained from cultivating for half a month!

Wang Hao said secretly: "No wonder the martial artists in the 'Gate' of Shuanglong are not allowed to kill each other, otherwise once someone experiences this kind of pleasure, the entire 'Gate' faction will be 'chaotic'!"

But I don't have this scruples, the demon warriors of the Shuanglong 'Gate' are all enemies of me and my father.

Treat the enemy without mercy! ”

Wang Hao walked out of the treasury of the gods, and with the help of the clone, he came to the side of the second cultivator of demonic martial arts.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the dull alarm bell sounded through the 'gate' of Ssangyong.

Everyone gathered under the 'door', and everyone looked at Wu Long, the Great Elder with a 'pale' face, looking at each other, not knowing what was going on.

One of them asked strangely, "Has any of you seen Lu Lin, and has he forgotten the rules that must be assembled when the bell rings?" ”

"It's strange, Wang Lu is not here."

"Hu Long too!"

Then the people realized that many of their companions were gone.

"Give me all peace!"

Wu Long shouted angrily, and everyone quieted down, only to see another elder, holding seven 'jade' cylinders, came to Wu Long.

In order to prevent the 'Gate' cultivators from killing each other, each of them left a life mark in the 'Gate', and at this time, the seven life marks were extinguished.

No wonder Wu Long's face is ugly, last night, Shuanglong's 'gate' lost seven people!

And it is the most valued 'fine' Ying in the seven 'gates'!

The elder holding the 'jade' cylinder said in a deep voice: "Those who died yesterday were all 'gate' people who had cultivated the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill, and there was no loss to the ordinary 'gate' people. ”

Wu Long's teeth clicked, and he said secretly: "I have checked the defensive formation, and there was no trace of touching last night, the person who committed the crime must be someone from our 'door'!"

Leave the 'gate' people who have practiced magic skills, and we will check them one by one! ”

The ordinary 'gate' people left with doubts and 'confusion', while the 'gate' people who had cultivated demonic skills stayed.

If he devoured his companions, especially if he devoured seven companions, the realm of the perpetrator would definitely be greatly improved, but Wu Long carefully checked each of them, but he found nothing.

The paper couldn't hold the fire, and the disappearance of the seven 'Jing' Ying 'Sect' members caused panic in the 'Gate' of Shuanglong, especially the 'Gate' people who had cultivated magic skills, all of them were like frightened birds.

The elders of the Ssangyong 'Gate' gathered together to investigate, but after a day of investigation, they failed to find the mystery of the disappearance of the 'Gate'.

What's more, the next night, eleven more 'gate' people disappeared, and this time, among the disappeared 'gate' people, there were six ordinary 'gate' people.

Wang Hao's deliberate 'confusion' caused greater panic in the 'door'.

"There must be a dark ghost making trouble!" Wu Long angrily smashed the two tables and chairs, "What kind of method does this person use to be able to kill the 'Jing' Ying we have cultivated quietly!" ”

No wonder Wu Long was furious, as the Emperor of Shenwu, someone could kill people under his nose, how could he accept it?

"Great Elder, this kind of matter is too serious, I suggest that all the 'gate' people be gathered together and supervised by the elders, even if the dark ghost methods are hidden, they will never dare to appear in front of our eyes."

"Good! It's up to you to arrange this, by the way, when will the 'gate' lord return? ”

"After getting the news of the keel, I have already informed the 'Gate' master, presumably the 'Gate' Lord will be back soon."

Wu Long nodded, "It's time to tear your face with Xiaoyaolou soon, and there can't be any more mistakes at this time." ”

The 'gate' of the 'gate' of Ssangyong was all gathered together and guarded by various elders.

Wang Hao had no chance to make a move, he left the real Qiu Ping's body before gathering, and then quietly left the Shuanglong 'Gate'.

Devouring twelve Shuanglong 'Gate' martial artists who had cultivated demonic skills, Wang Hao's realm had already crossed the sevenfold realm of the Lingwu Realm and reached the eightfold realm of the Lingwu realm!

Two realms a day, this kind of cultivation speed is really terrifying.

If the Shuanglong 'Gate' didn't immediately become vigilant, Wang Hao might even have the hope of cultivating to the ninefold peak of the Spirit Martial Realm through the Dragon Devouring Demon Skill.

Wang Hao, who left the 'gate' of Shuanglong, did not immediately return to the 'Jing' martial 'gate', on the contrary, he came to Xiaoyao Tower.

Outside the Xiaoyao Building, Wang Hao could clearly feel through the Heart of Darkness that there was an extremely terrifying dark power in the building, burning like the sun.

This power is several times stronger than Wu Long!

"Such a strong dark force, like an emperor, is this the father I have never met?"

With the help of the clone, Wang Hao stepped into the void and prepared to go directly to the side of the dark aura.

However, to his surprise, around the dark aura, there was a strong defensive formation 'wave', hindering his steps.

"It should be the defensive formation of my father's retreat room."

Wang Hao didn't give up, he could have used reincarnation to directly tear the formation, but in order not to hurt his father, who was in retreat, he decided to crack the formation.

The golden hook and silver pen appeared in his hand, and Wang Hao began to crack it carefully with twelve points of patience.

In front of Wang Hao's Grandmaster-level Seal Talisman Technique, the defensive formation was like paper paste.

Wang Hao cracked the formation and entered the retreat room.

The retreat room was full of Yuan Crystals, probably as many as 100,000 of them.

Yuan Jing surrounded a burly figure, his eyes closed, and his divine consciousness completely sank into his own 'spirit' god world.

Wang Hao walked in front of him and finally saw his face clearly.

This is a man with a powerful face, which is three points similar to Wang Hao's.

The man's body exuded a majestic momentum, as well as the imperial dragon power full of dark aura, which made people want to kneel on the ground and bow down.

Wang Hao's body trembled slightly, he was very sure that the man in front of him was his father Wang Rulong!

It was the first time he had seen his father in his memory.

Looking at his father's mottled and white temples, his heart was sour.