Chapter Thirty-Seven
"Haven't you heard, stay away, I'm going to learn from this little brother." The black-robed man said a little obscenely.
"Howe, you have to be careful." The mad god patted him on the shoulder and said.
Wukong and the others were the same, looking at the brothers like this, Zhang proudly grinned, and asked everyone to step back a little further.
The originally crowded tomb now seems to be much more spacious, Zhang Hao has secretly gathered the dragon divine power in his hands, his cultivation is very high, and he has the courage to fight no matter who he is.
"Hmph, you have to be careful, the old man has cultivated for I don't know how many times longer it is yours!" The black-robed man said that his body disappeared like a ghost, and he was nowhere to be seen around or even above him, and Zhang Hao's group of brothers all looked for him, but at this time Zhang Hao calmed down, he clearly sensed that the enemy did not disappear, but the speed was too fast, coupled with the existence of some deceptive skills, to achieve such perfection.
Zhang Hao stood quietly on the ground, in a state of being ready to attack at any time, and suddenly, he also disappeared mysteriously......
Not only Zhang Hao and they wondered, but most of the people on the side of the Corpse Alliance couldn't understand the form, if it was said that their master had reached such a speed because of his talent and super long cultivation, but how long Zhang Hao had only cultivated, this was simply not a height that humans could reach, and it had not been long since Zhang Hao fought against the six masters of the Corpse Alliance last time, and his cultivation had increased a lot, and now he could even be on a par with their master, which was more and more unpredictable.
Just when everyone was depressed, suddenly two figures appeared in the middle of the open space, it was Zhang Hao and the black-robed man, both of them did not move at this time, carefully observed that Zhang Hao and he were both injured, and they were all wounds like scratches by blades.
"Damn, you're actually, you actually hurt my clothes, I suddenly changed my mind, I'm going to eat your meat!" This originally sounded absurd, but no one would think so now, and the scene in front of him left a deep impression on Xiao Zhang's peerless team.
This thing will actually transform, his clothes are torn by him after the transformation, and it is all black and a bit like a burnt feeling, the most bizarre thing is that his head and mouth are teeth, and prominent, this image is simply the cannibal king.
Zhang Hao secretly said disgustingly, but just now he used the sixth layer of dragon divine power, and the state of the awakening of the clan pattern silently calculated in his heart, this guy's strength has risen by a large level, and he has already suffered a dark loss as soon as he tried his hand just now, but now he is afraid that it will not be easy to do, he has no choice but to sacrifice the giant sword, which can no longer be put in the back as a killer.
This black-robed big-mouthed monster silently watched Zhang Hao sacrifice his sword before slowly making a move, as if he was despising it, but unfortunately he was too ugly now Zhang Hao couldn't see his expression.
However, his elders' subordinates are not looking good now. They had seen this transformation form many times, and each time it ended up seeing blood, and the attack of the big-mouthed monster form was extremely terrifying and terrifying, and it was far more than that.
Zhang Hao seemed to have realized his strength after a while, and he already had a speed that barely kept up with his eyes, and it was also so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye, this time Zhang Hao only spit out a mouthful of blood after only a few moves with him, and half-knelt on the ground, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they only fought for a moment.
"Hehe, do you have this strength, I thought I would fight against your soul, I guess you don't know anything about the soul at all, I really think highly of you," the big-mouthed monster's voice has changed now, and there is a sense of abominable vulgarity in it.
"You... You're too early to get complacent. Zhang Hao's body had recovered a little rapidly when he spoke, and now he could stand up, his eyes stared at the big-mouthed monster, and a pair of eyes suddenly turned blood-red, which was three times the full strength of the ghost eye.
He had gradually adapted to this state, the feeling of uncontrollable brain at the beginning was gone, and he could clearly feel the surging power of his whole body and the rapid flow of various energies, and his body reached a perfect state in an instant.
"Where does your strength come from...... No, no, how your left hand! When the big-mouthed monster looked into Zhang Hao's arm, it seemed to have seen something incredible, and he was actually a little distracted.
Zhang Hao was not willing to waste a good time, with lightning speed, and used the first form of the ghost slaying knife method - to lure the ghost out, including him, all his friends had a relaxed feeling of wanting to succeed.
Who knew that they were too proud, and between the lightning and flint, the back of the left hand of the big-mouthed monster actually collided with Juque hard, and the powerful counterattack force shook Zhang Haohu's mouth, and Juque flew to the side.
Said that it was too late, Juque automatically flew back again, it is a spiritual sword, the master is in danger or forms a sword qi protection array to protect Zhang Hao, this situation Li Qing has also seen for the first time, even in his master Yu Qingzi He has never seen it.
Zhang Hao rolled on a lazy donkey and the carp bounced up, and his wrist was intact in an instant, and he immediately pulled away and was on guard, everything seemed so natural.
However, the big-mouthed monster did not make the same action as before, and still waited quietly for the opponent to be ready, and then he continued to speak: "Your left hand...... Why the same as mine? ”
"Nani?" Like Zhang Hao, Zhang Potian was taken aback, he heard Zhang Hao say something special about his left hand, or a power called the Demon Hand in it, he relied on the keen observation of the ninja, and the two were indeed another indescribable similarity.
"He's not the hand of the devil." Li Qing suddenly said, although he didn't know much, but when he returned to Shushan some time ago, he consulted the anecdote scroll of Shushan, and it was also recorded that the demon's hand is unique to demons, and the vast majority of people with this kind of power are the great evildoers of their time, but from Zhang Hao's verification and his own analysis and inference, the principle of this situation is that there is an evil fire in the arm that affects the mind, although it has strengthened its power, it has also created those demons in the future, One of the most critical characteristics is that there is no person with this kind of arm for millions of years, and that big-mouthed monster will never have a million years of cultivation no matter how much he cultivates, even if he is a fool who has cultivated for millions of years, it is not something that a person like Zhang Hao can compete with.
Zhang Hao was looking for more flaws in him, he didn't have much left of his means, and he didn't want to discuss the problem of his hand with him at all, but he heard the voice of this big-mouthed monster full of inflated desire: "I want your hand too, if it is transplanted, hehe, I will break through the last layer of window paper, hahahaha!" ”
He laughed arrogantly, as if Zhang Hao was already a boiled duck, waiting for him to come and eat it.