The howling cold wind carried an unmatched heat.

Above the deep pit, Hao Jian's eyes were slightly calm, waiting for whether the ghost cha not far away would make the next move.

It seems that at this moment, everything has returned to the most essential calm, and the screams around it have gradually faded, and the friction sound on the onicha is getting louder and louder.

In a flash.

"Assert ......"

The ghost let out a strange laugh one after another, and the magic sound filled his ears.

"Whoa. "A bang.

The momentum of the ghost's whole body soared again, reaching an unprecedented momentum, raising the half-open scissors in his hand, and opening the other hand to the side, a trace of chill came to his face, and the decisive death air surrounded the opening of the scissors, and the cold light appeared.

Devil May Cry, Qi Gathering, Cold Light Appears.

Hao Jian was taken aback, and his face was a little unnatural, "It's not fair to take a weapon!"

But where to wait for Hao Jian to say something, the ghost had already stepped forward.

The blood red in his eyes swelled again, and Hao Jian actually saw the ghost cha with anger in the scattered hair.

The speed was extremely fast, and before Hao Jian could react completely, a terrifying wave of collapse suddenly came.

The three-foot-long scissors slashed in the sky, and in an instant, the waves hit one after another, the air trembled continuously, and a light with a raging aura rushed towards Hao Jian's side, rolling up the surrounding fog, making people feel frightened, a pair of scissors can shoot such a powerful light.

Hao Jian was also in his mind for a while, he really didn't want to come, he wanted to come, and now he could only blame the melee pulse of the golden jade body of the Great Dao Immortal Body.

Feeling the breath of oncoming light, Hao Jian felt that this blow was definitely not inferior to the strength of the seventh or eighth order of the Martial King, and it was also the kind of all-out blow, which was extremely terrifying, and even Hao Jian had such a feeling that even if it was a Martial King Eighth Order in front of him, it would be impossible to survive in the face of such a sword.

“......”

In his mind, Jiuxiao Tianzun looked at this scene and was slightly stunned.

"You can't use aura in the mental illusion, let alone martial arts, if this ghost is almost at the level of the seventh order of the martial artist according to the cultivation of the martial artist, but the scissors in its hand are not extraordinary, if it goes on like this, I don't know if Hao Jian can beat it......"

In the blink of an eye.

The light from the breach had already come to a few feet away from Hao Jian, Hao Jian was still thinking, and the golden light on the gathered fists was still spreading around.

Outcry.

The light had arrived, and at this moment, Hao Jian felt that he could smell a slight foul smell emanating from the cold light.

At that moment, Hao Jian made a move!

"Do you really think I, Hao Jian, am afraid that you won't succeed?"

"If it is false, then I will let you know what it means to be undefeated in the flesh, that is, the pinnacle!"

Immersion in dead silence.

Hao Jian's voice was like thunder on the earth, resounding on the lonely high mountain peak, and the hands of Hao Jian, who was originally deep, burst out with an immeasurable brilliance, bursting out with an astonishing momentum, the golden light was instantly diffused, and a fist shadow gradually condensed, slowly exuding the ultimate domineering and coercion.

"Fist into a phantom!"

Hao Jian was just thinking about it, since he couldn't use aura, he couldn't use martial arts, but he knew every move and style of the Five Bird Fist well, compared to god-level martial arts, even if he didn't use aura, the power that could be exuded was definitely not underestimated.

Fortunately, at this time, the golden jade body once again showed its metamorphosis, perhaps it was Hao Jian's own Dao Immortal Body's physique metamorphosis to the extreme, closely leaning on the golden light gathered in the body, it could be completely compared to the aura, and even Hao Jian felt that the aura was far, far away from it.

And the ghost cha also seemed to feel the awe-inspiring momentum emanating from the condensed fist shadow in front of Hao Jian, and he couldn't help but pause, his calm and gloomy gaze was just watching how Hao Jian resisted the phantom shadow that had just been hit.

"Hmph!" Hao Jian also seemed to feel that strange gaze, and only sneered at this.

Between gestures.

Hao Jian lifted up the golden light phantom that had formed, and in a burst of turbulent air, at that moment, the surrounding air became weird, and the golden light emitted a little bit of destruction and quickly spread towards the surroundings, and a fist shadow pushed forward, directly facing the approaching cold light.

"Boom. ”

"Silk. The voice rang out.

At first, the two phases collided and made a huge sound, and then in the dissipation of the loud noise, a little bit of subtle sound tore and grinded, and after a while, the rapid cold light and the surrounding dead air disappeared, and the golden light fist shadow that Hao Jian shot out just paused slightly in mid-air, and after the cold light was dispersed, the golden light fist shadow continued to hit the ghost.

"Quack Quack ......"

The ghost cha's figure paused, the blood in his eyes gradually faded, and he actually showed a look of surprise, it seems that it may have great expectations for the blow it just now, and it can completely kill Hao Jian directly.

But the result was obviously unexpected, not only did Hao Jian not have anything, but the fist shadow surged towards him.

"What the hell is that, too?"

Hao Jian's eyes hesitated, looking at the series of movements made by the ghost, the shadow of his fist was already coming, the air around him was slightly opened, and the ghost was actually jumping up in place, which made Hao Jian a little confused, and he could only observe carefully for a while.

"Quack Quack ......"

Suddenly, a faint layer of black gas was covered in the body of the ghost, and it was blackening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than an instant, the black mist had shrouded all the ghosts together, and from a close distance, it seemed to have piled up into a huge stone, and the swirling black gas spread to the surroundings, and there were also a lot of black gases gathering on the black gas.

"Sorrow, crying, charm, night, sorrow, fear, sighing, mocking, death, turning, life......"

The strange sounds are endless, all of them come from the black gas that the ghost has transformed, Hao Jian is stagnant in place, very ethereal figure, Hao Jian can only blame hearing these, which seems to be mixed with a lot of sounds, but it is very chaotic and noisy.

"Angry Song!"

Suddenly, the voice of Jiuxiao Tianzun exploded in Hao Jian's ears, and Hao Jian was also surprised. He didn't expect that Jiuxiao Tianzun was also here, and he was also a little angry, this Jiuxiao Tianzun watched watching him go through such a hardship.

But what shocked Hao Jian the most was that he actually heard Jiuxiao Tianzun say a sentence in such a shock, what about the ordinary Jiuxiao Tianzun who couldn't see anything, let alone be sad or happy?

"What is the song of resentment, is it very powerful?"