The forty-meter-long Great Spirit Hammer, carrying the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, smashed down towards Ling Hao.

The moment it was smashed, the sky in front of Ling Hao suddenly dimmed, the Spirit Hammer was too big for him, it was like a building with more than ten floors in his previous life, subverted in front of him.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The terrifying coercion made the faces of the monks present change drastically, and at the moment of danger, they set up protective magic weapons or protective shields one after another.

But there was only one person in the field who didn't do this, he was Ling Hao, he looked up at the sky, and the figure of the sledgehammer was getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

The spiritual power contained in it is like a deep invisible sea, during which the undercurrent is turbulent, enough to tear everything apart.

But in the face of this blow, Ling Hao did not move at all, like a reef towering on the shore, let the wind blow and waves, I will never change.

His body gradually glowed with golden light, first like fireflies on the grassland, dotted with stars, extremely faint.

However, golden points of light continued to appear, as bright as the sky full of stars, and at a certain moment, the points of light frantically gathered towards Ling Hao, and Ling Hao's body was full of brilliance, like the rising sun.

In the light, he turned into an angry King Kong, and the strong battle intent that erupted on his body rendered the square in front of the palace, and everyone felt a will to fight erupt from his body.

It was like thousands of troops and horses opening up the battle, attacking with endless killing intent.

Ling Hao was solemn, looking at the sledgehammer that was about to fall, he opened the immortal golden body, but he also knew that with the golden body to carry this blow, he would not die or be crippled, but his hole cards were more than that.

"Mirage, help me!"

Ling Hao muttered, and the mirage dragon that existed in the cave sky opened its mouth and spit out a pure golden dragon power. Infused into Ling Hao's golden body.

"Aang!"

The dragon power was injected, and a looming dragon shadow appeared on Ling Hao's golden body.

As soon as this power appeared, the monk suddenly felt a terrifying will that made all beings bow down. The monk looked at Ling Hao with a look of fear, as if he saw a golden divine dragon watching him. I couldn't help but feel a sense of worship in my heart.

The person with low cultivation couldn't bear this will directly, and knelt on the ground with a snap.

With the help of the dragon's strength, Ling Hao opened his eyes, the dragon shadow flashed in his eyes, and the golden light on his body skyrocketed, and a terrifying momentum burst out.

There was a shock under his feet, and countless cracks broke out on the white jade ground in an instant, and the broken fragments did not collapse and fly out, but were pulled by Ling Hao's terrifying power, slowly floating into the air, surrounding Ling Hao, shattering and cracking until they were annihilated into fine ash. Such an unusual scene shocked all the monks.

"Sister Qin Xin, what's going on? Why does the crumbling rubble float in the air instead of flying around? Feng Yan'er asked.

"It's momentum, Ling Hao used his momentum to suppress the flying rubble." Su Qinxin naturally recognized what it was.

While the two were talking, the giant hammer smashed down, and the sky and the earth were dark, only Ling Hao flickered like a spark.

Broken Fist: Shattered Star!

In the face of the fatal blow, Ling Hao swung out a punch, and the stars on the fist were shining, and its momentum was like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, and it was unstoppable.

"Bang!"

The fist and the hammer collided, and the sound was like the morning bell and dusk drum of the mountain temple, faintly coming, and like a volcanic eruption, and the earth-shattering sound was played in the ears.

"Boom ......"

In front of the broken fist, the huge spiritual hammer was unexpectedly vulnerable, like a paper paste, directly shattered, and then the huge spiritual power immediately lost control, and the shock wave turned into a shockwave that surged towards the surrounding monks like a stormy wave.

Even though many monks had put up their protective shields in advance, they were still swept away by the powerful shock wave.

The shockwave advanced at great speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to rush towards the Jade-faced Princess. She was not a cultivator, and if she faced the shockwave, she would definitely be seriously injured.

Just when the jade-faced princess was frightened, the shock wave in front of her like the scythe of death actually weakened on its own, turning into a gust of breeze blowing through the phoenix, but the light veil floated.

I don't know if this situation appeared at the Jade Mask Princess, but everywhere the shock wave spread.

"What's going on, and why is the shockwave gone?" Everyone was suspicious.

Only the second daughter seemed to be aware of it and set her eyes on where Ling Hao was standing, while the others also sensed that the root of the situation was Ling Hao.

Everyone looked over, but saw a shocking scene.

I saw a figure standing at the center of the explosion, and he stood in place like a god of war. The momentum of his whole body was like a rainbow, forming a violent wind to move closer to the center, firmly locking the violent spiritual power around his body, forming a flame-like shape, and Ling Hao was like a wick, standing in the midst of the raging flames.

Relying on the suppression of momentum, the violent energy in the center of the giant hammer was tightly bound around Ling Hao, unable to escape, which was the reason why the shock wave was weak in succession.

"How is this possible, relying on his momentum to suppress the energy of escape, his momentum is probably as thick as the city wall, how strong does he have to be!"

"Yes, the blow that easily shattered the ninth order of the spirit master, and there was such a terrifying momentum suppression. I feel that this time the War Repair Institute is going to be completely crushed by him, and it is still the kind that the Beamon Behemoth has stepped on in the face. ”

"Hey, what kind of demon is this, God, the selection of the Immortal Ascension Conference is strict enough, and there is such a freak, can you leave a way for us little monks to live. If you don't go, you won't go to this year's war seminary! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, if you meet him in advance and go out directly, there will be no suspense at all! Let's switch to another college. ”

Seeing Ling Hao's terrifying strength, the monk immediately positioned him as the number one dark horse of the War Seminary.

Indeed, because the War Seminary had the best resources in the Heavenly Pivot Academy, countless monks squeezed their heads and longed to drill into it.

But before the competition started this year, Ling Hao, a freak, appeared, casting a haze on the hearts of the monks who wanted to participate in the War Seminary.

Compared with the selection system of other academies, the elimination system implemented by the War Cultivation Academy, in their opinion, as long as they encounter Ling Hao, they will definitely be locked out in advance. So they have switched to other hospitals, and maybe there is a chance to fight.

Ling Hao didn't know how many monks' choices he had changed in this battle, and he wasn't feeling good now.

He used his momentum to suppress the huge amount of spiritual power in the center of the spirit hammer to prevent them from escaping, but these terrifying spiritual powers were like fire, constantly burning his body.

This would have been a bad thing, relying on Ling Hao's golden body would definitely not last more than a minute before he would run out of hegemony and be bombarded to death by spiritual power.

But at this moment, there is still a power in his body, the soul power of a mirage. You must know that the mirage is a soul realm creature, and its soul power is extremely pure, and Ling Hao can't absorb it at all.

However, in this case, Ling Hao and the Mirage Dragon's soul power were like being stewed in a pressure cooker.

The furious and terrifying spiritual power is like the fire in the furnace that quenches steel.

Under this high pressure, Ling Hao's golden body actually fused with the soul power of the mirage.

On the golden body, the starlight hegemony increased rapidly, and it had already spread over the neck and soaked into the chest.

However, this kind of refining could not be endless, when Ling Hao's golden body absorbed one-tenth of the dragon power, the spiritual power in Zhou Gong's spirit hammer was also consumed.

The wind and dust in the field settled, there was no trace of the battle just now, everything was light and light, only Ling Hao stood in place unharmed.

"I lost, I want to kill or scrape, listen to it." Zhou Gong looked at Ling Hao, his face was extremely pale, he was completely convinced of this battle.