Wang Hao felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and his face was gloomy and terrible, but he didn't say a word, in that case, if he went out to save them, not only would he not be able to save them, but even the four people here would die, how to choose the best, in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

But Wang Hao still hated, if he could have noticed the situation earlier and left earlier, this kind of thing would not have happened.

Although he realized that this sound was strange, the sound was coming, and he would definitely not be able to escape from leaving with a group of people.

Wang Hao didn't know the ins and outs, and he was able to cut off this because Wang Hao had already felt that the sound would be forced in less than twenty seconds according to the distance of the voice.

In the world, there are too few things that can make Wang Hao afraid, even if it is a strong man in the Rain Summoning Realm, Wang Hao fights desperately and will never admit it, but the breath here has exceeded the limit that Wang Hao can bear now.

Not only that, but there was also a feeling of great fear and despair mixed with it.

The existence that can be reached in less than twenty seconds, Wang Hao will gather many people present and escape from this place together, at least thirty seconds.

And he had already set up the formation almost half of the time before, and it would only take ten seconds to finish, so if Jing Miao didn't hesitate for a while, he could immediately put everyone in the splendid bag and hide it safely.

Wang Hao has relatives in his heart, in the final analysis, he is still too weak.

As the voices of the two inner disciples outside gradually cut off, suddenly an incomparably desperate and gloomy aura enveloped the ground above everyone's heads.

Although everyone is in the splendid bag, the senses of the warrior still exist.

This time, everyone cleverly blocked their hearing, and the sound that was so sharp that it made people's hearts ache could no longer be heard.

However, even if a warrior does not see it with his own eyes, his spiritual power can be transmitted to the ground.

But behold, innumerable demons, in all order, stepped over their heads.

There are not only tens of thousands of evil ghosts, Wang Hao roughly estimates that there are at least tens of millions.

Not only that, but also the countless white bones that Wang Hao had encountered before, also slowly advancing with the queue.

These demons seem to be unconscious, just moving in an orderly manner, one after the other.

Wang Hao was at the feet of the evil ghost, and saw the two inner disciples who had been gnawed and only one hand bone left, and their waist cards were still on the ground.

Jing Miaomiao's tears flowed again, and Shan Jiyue covered her mouth to prevent her from crying.

Wang Hao saw that Lou Xinyue had fallen into a coma, and that Fang Yi seemed to have recognized himself, and he seemed to have a hint of familiarity on his body, and he had it in his heart

Suspicious.

Seeing that Fang Yi seemed to be able to feel what was going on outside, his face turned pale, but he tried his best to suppress it.

Wang Hao's heart was extremely heavy: it would be good for these tens of thousands of evil ghosts to walk through the land above.

The formation he depicted was a formation called the Binary Wind Breeze Formation, which could isolate all breaths, as long as the person being covered did not take the initiative to make a sound, the gods and ghosts were unpredictable.

Because the level of this formation is not high, and the maintenance time is only one hour, it is a yellow-level formation, which can be easily arranged by Wang Hao, but he doesn't know the effect.

But now it seems that the effect is still good.

Wang Hao watched the evil ghosts above travel, but he didn't find himself, and he was slightly comforted in his heart.

Looking at those evil ghosts and white bones with empty eyes and helpless eyes, Wang Hao suddenly felt a pain in his heart: I don't know why, he always felt that these people seemed to be people who had been deeply met and had contact, and could bring great tremors to himself.

As those empty demons slowly left, another wave of black and oppressed demons continued to advance.

Along the way, Wang Hao and the others have not encountered evil ghosts in the real sense, but now they finally see evil ghosts in the real sense, and suddenly they can't accept it, Jing Miao trembled in shock, and wanted to shout but was also covered by Shan Jiyue.

A pair of eyes were wet with tears from fear.

Time passed almost an hour, with the slow departure of tens of thousands of evil ghosts, the turmoil here was also considered to be at an end, suddenly, the last evil ghost took a deep look at the splendid treasure bag where Wang Hao was hiding, and sighed.

Everyone was shocked, could it be that the evil ghost had already discovered everyone just now?

But suddenly, countless thoughts shrouded Wang Hao's mind.

"If the Buddha does not save me, why should I become a Buddha?"

"If I have no evil ghosts in my bowl, can't I become a Buddha?"

"What is a Buddha? What is such a hot and cold thing? What is a ghost? Help me become a Buddha, is the Buddha not as good as the countless evil ghosts I have been tempered before?!"

......

"Presumptuous, since you have no evil ghosts, you are not qualified to become a Buddha!"

"To become a Buddha, you have to have a certificate, how are you qualified to become a Buddha?"

"Buddha, envoy, the existence of conveying the mind of the Buddha, you are stubborn, you are really not worthy of becoming a Buddha!"

......

Countless thoughts poured into his mind, and Wang Hao had a splitting headache.

Why?

Why are these things like my own experience, and why do I feel so sad when facing these evil spirits?

Why is that?

"Ahh

Wang Hao suddenly shouted, the three girls were frightened, and the evil ghosts, who had almost been clean, heard the movement, and turned their heads sharply.

Wang Hao's figure suddenly flashed, and he put the splendid treasure bag into the Hongmeng Cloud Realm Tower and rushed out of the sky.

"Where is the Buddha, where is the Great Dao, and am I pursuing the Great Dao or becoming a Buddha?"

Wang Hao was frightened and suddenly sobered up, but found that he had been surrounded by thousands of ghosts.

Not good!

Wang Hao couldn't escape if he wanted to escape at this time, because among the ten thousand ghosts, those who flew in the sky, those who walked on the ground, and those who crawled towards him, all moved closer to him, and he couldn't escape no matter how he escaped, since this was the case

Wang Hao shouted, began to replace the soldiers with his fists, and began to fight among the ten thousand ghosts.

The first punch of the long fist ten duanjin: the long fist breaks the tree

The second fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan Cracking Stone

The third fist of the long fist ten duanjin: the long fist crushed jade

The fourth fist of the long fist ten duanjin: the long fist swings

The fifth fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan Waves

The sixth fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan makes the tide

The seventh fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan falls into the water

The eighth fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan sinks into the fog

The ninth fist of Changquan Shiduanjin: Changquan is monstrous

Wang Hao's hair fluttered under the floating fist wind, and one punch was more powerful than one punch, as if a divine soldier was irresistible.

What is a Buddha and what is a demon?

If hell is not empty, the Buddha will also be a demon!

If I empty hell, I will be a Buddha!

Suddenly, it had been lying in the depths of Wang Hao's heart, and the tenth fist of "Changquan Ten Duan Jin", which was incomprehensible, finally got a clear answer.

How to be me, how to be a demon, how to be the Tao, how to become a Buddha?

I swear now that hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha!

"Long Fist Ten Duan Nishiki Tenth Fist Long Fist Kukai!"

Suddenly, an unparalleled momentum, starting from Wang Hao's fist strength, was like a wave of the sea, sweeping all the evil ghosts, and the evil ghosts were suddenly like rootless duckweed, hit by Wang Hao's fist, and turned into ashes and detritus.

Wang Hao took a cursory look, at least half of the punch just now was dead, and the tenth punch of "Long Fist Ten Duan Jin" was so powerful!

But at this moment, another wave of evil ghosts and white bones besieged him, Wang Hao's head was big for a while, once the momentum just now stopped, it could no longer be released, how could it be good at this moment?