The elders of the various factions were furious, but they did not dare to rashly fight against the Heavenly Tribulation and kill Qin Hao.

They sacrificed magic weapons one after another, allowing the disciples below the Jindan realm to hide under the magic weapons to help them block some thunder tribulations.

Dragon Tiger Mountain Elder Zhang Zhenjiang scolded, "Vertical son, do you really want to be an enemy of our Terran cultivation realm? ”

Qin Hao's black hair danced wildly under the thunder, his hair had not been taken care of for two months, and it had grown to the shoulders.

He continued to fight with the Huoyuan Dao people, and sneered at Zhang Zhenjiang, "Your killing karma is too heavy, I'm just doing the right thing for heaven and ending the cause and effect of your waiting!" ”

"Speak wildly!"

Zhang Zhenjiang angrily hung the male and female swords above his head, just wanting to kill Qin Hao immediately.

At this time, the thunderstorm is rolling.

Qin Hao was bathed in thunder for more than ten minutes, but the thunder tribulation still hadn't passed, as if he wanted to chop Qin Hao to death.

Qin Hao not only had to fight against the Thunder Tribulation, but also against the Fire Yuan Dao people.

The flesh and bones on the body are broken and born, born and broken, as if they are constantly tempered like steel.

In the secret realm, the golden pills of the disciples of various factions that he collected came in handy at this moment, and they continued to devour them in his stomach like eating jelly beans.

The more Huo Yuan Dao people fought, the more panicked they became, what kind of monster Qin Hao was secretly, such a strong thunder tribulation didn't kill him.

He was a master of the Yuanying Realm, but he was suppressed by a junior who had just crossed the Jindan Realm, and the grievances in his heart could be imagined.

At the moment, he can only defend, and as soon as the thunder tribulation is over, he will immediately kill Qin Hao.

The top ten demon kings and demon clans were excited to see it, wishing that Qin Hao could kill a few more, and they would have a few fewer opponents.

The rusty sword in Qin Hao's hand was bathed in the power of thunder, and the dirty blood on it was constantly removed by thunder and lightning.

As if he had regained his life, it flowed from the rusty sword and fell into Qin Hao's wound.

Qin Hao was startled, he didn't know where this blood came from, and hurriedly removed the blood.

Who knows, as soon as this blood entered his body, it quickly traveled all over his body.

In front of Qin Hao's eyes, it seemed that the scene of ancient times appeared in an instant.

In the vast wilderness, a man in animal skin led the people of the human race to fight for their lives.

The blood fused with the blood on his body, and the hidden memories inside continued to emerge in his divine sea.

The rusty sword in his hand was now as bright as new, emitting golden light.

The surging murderous aura inside rolled out, making the Huo Yuan Dao people couldn't help but shudder, not knowing what had happened to this sword.

Qin Hao didn't chase him, but was taken aback by this sword, and used his spiritual power to suppress this murderous aura with all his might.

The murderous aura inside overflowed, and even he was shrouded in it.

A strong killing intent recalled in his mind, "Xuanyuan Clan, I swear to break you into pieces!" ”

"Xuanyuan, Yellow Emperor?"

Qin Hao's heart chuckled, and under the sword, he found two words, "Houqing!" ”

The bloody memory on his body filled his divine sea, and he instantly figured out the origin of this buddy.

In ancient times, the three ancestors of zombies.

Hou Qing, Win Hook and Female Lu.

These three people have obtained the bloodline of the Ten Fierce Beasts of the Flood and Desolation, and have become the ancestors of zombies.

He was originally a general under the Yellow Emperor, but he didn't know why he turned his face with the Yellow Emperor, and slashed the Yellow Emperor with the Houqing Sword in his hand.

The blood on this rusty sword is not owned by others, but left by the Yellow Emperor.

The blood of the Yellow Emperor has suppressed the Houqing Sword for thousands of years.

Now, the blood actually mixed into Qin Hao's body, making Qin Hao feel confused for a while, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even felt that there was a certain kinship with this blood.

In this blood, only this little bit of information remains.

Then the murderous aura in Hou Qing's sword had already rolled out, as if he recognized Qin Hao as his enemy.

The surrounding Jin Yuan Force rolled, and all of them were attracted by the Hou Qing Sword, converging into a storm of Jin Yuan Force, wanting to strangle Qin Hao inside.

So far, Qin Hao can only use all his strength to erase the spiritual imprint in Hou Qing's sword.

He sacrificed the Qiankun Ding above his head, and resisted the strangulation of the Jin Yuanli storm with all his might.

There was a clanging of sparks all around.

It was like a million long swords, slashing back and forth at him.

At the same time, he urged the Chiyan gourd, and a fire yuan force rolled out, sweeping towards the Houqing Sword.

Hou Qingjian only has killing intent, no thinking.

Hanging above Qin Hao's head, he only cared about hooking Jin Yuanli to strangle Qin Hao, and did not take any precautions.

The fire power of the Red Flame Gourd was amazing, enveloping the Houqing Sword in it, and it was instantly scorched red.

The thunder in the sky was rolling down, and the hundred-zhang high heavenly thunder seemed to be a golden giant sword, and it was even more frantically slashing at the Houqing sword.

Heaven cannot be bullied, when Qin Hao crossed the tribulation, if anyone wanted to kill him, it was against the sky.

Hou Qingjian wanted to strangle Qin Hao at this time, that is, to confront the sky.

The thunder and lightning combined with the fire yuan power of the Chiyan gourd repeatedly hammered the Houqing sword, as if he was forging a new sword.

The people around were stunned, not knowing what Qin Hao was doing, how to compete with his own sword.

The murderous aura gathered in the air, as well as various Yuan Force fluctuations, made the masters of the Yuan Infant Realm shocked.

Qin Hao was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, fighting against Hou Qing Jian with all his might.

The spiritual power in his divine sea was close to overdraft, and the golden pill was constantly swallowed into his stomach like a jelly bean for refining.

Under the continuous forging of thunder and lightning, the ability of the body to recover wounds is getting faster and faster.

I don't know if it's the effect of that drop of blood on Houqing's sword.

Qin Hao felt that his bloodline seemed to have gradually turned into a golden appearance, constantly replenished by the fragments in that drop of blood.

After more than ten minutes, Hou Qingjian suddenly let out a blast in the air, followed by a loud roar, "Xuanyuan Clan, I won't let you go!" ”

A Xuanguang shot straight into the sky, and the Houqing Sword fell into Qin Hao's hand.

The spiritual imprint on it has been completely washed away by the thunder and lightning and the red flame gourd.

Qin Hao also dried up the sea because of this, and couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, almost rolling on the ground.

He held the Houqing sword in one hand, supported his body, and looked at the sky.

The thunder and lightning extinguished the imvenerable Hou Qing, and the dark clouds in the sky scattered in all directions.

In Qin Hao's Divine Sea, a golden pill was suspended in it, as if it was a pearl that appeared in the chaos.

He looked like a man who had been hungry for three days, staring at the Terran monks around him with blood-red eyes.

Huo Yuan Daoist shouted, "This kid is exhausted, everyone go up together, kill him, and remove this scourge for the cultivation world!" ”

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhenjiang of Longhu Mountain and his nephew Zhang Qingyu were more excited than anyone else, and when they saw Qin Hao like this, they couldn't wait to kill him immediately.

A group of Terran monks, all of whom sacrificed magic weapons, besieged Qin Hao from all directions.

Seeing this, the ten demon kings shot at the same time and stopped the elders of each faction.

However, thousands of disciples of various sects, they couldn't control it anymore, their eyes looked at the magic weapon, sword qi, and rushed towards Qin Hao, and they could only look at Qin Hao's creation.

(End of chapter)