In the face of the last Heavenly Tribulation, even the golden body in Ling Hao's Cave was extremely solemn, with a look of facing a great enemy.

In the sky, the clouds absorbed all the energy, and appeared red like flames, in which the thunder and lightning kept flickering and wandering, making people tremble and fidget. It is like a sharp sword hanging around the neck, which can fall at any moment and take people's lives.

Seeing this, Ling Hao didn't dare to drag it in the slightest, even though his golden color could absorb thunder and lightning, but the Heavenly Tribulation in front of him obviously wanted to accumulate energy and kill him in one fell swoop.

He immediately mobilized the last spiritual power in his body and quickly sealed it, but this time the seal was extremely strange, it looked a little the same as his last magic seal, but there were two variations, which seemed a bit lengthy.

"Uncle Nine, what kind of spiritual skill is Haolin performing? How come I haven't seen it? "As a spiritual cultivator, the Dancing Butterfly Fairy actually didn't see Ling Hao's spiritual skills.

"I don't dare to say for sure, but it's like a fusion spell?" Uncle Nine touched his beard and said uncertainly.

"Fusion Spirituality? That's not the most difficult spiritual technique, isn't he just stepping into the spiritual method, how can he? The Butterfly Dancing Fairy looked at Ling Hao, who was casting the spell, with a look of surprise.

"What kind of fusion spirit technique, I think he is just coming here, he didn't even cultivate just now, how can he perform such a difficult spirit technique as fusion spirit art." Zhao Hanzhou interjected, looking at Ling Hao very much.

"Hmph, you're talking nonsense, Haolin, he started by cultivating the Spiritual Power Limit Transformation Technique, that incident was not unexpected, how can you be sure that he won't fuse spiritual arts?" This time, the butterfly fairy stood up angrily and stubbornly.

"You ......" Zhao Hanzhou glanced at the Dancing Butterfly Fairy, and suddenly became rare and lifeless.

Uncle Nine was also silent, just staring at Ling Hao's eyes with a thoughtful look.

At this time, Ling Hao's technique had already been condensed, and he saw his hands folded and shouted: "Fusion Spirit Technique: Triple Ten Square City Gate." ”

In an instant, the spiritual power around Ling Hao was surging like a sea, and countless spiritual power bundles erupted from his body, dancing and scuffling in the air, like a sharp long whip, it seemed to be infinitely powerful.

In the sky, the shrinking clouds seemed to be about to reach saturation, and I saw that among them, the golden tribulation thunder gradually transformed, the color continued to deepen, turning purple, and between the thunder and lightning, the heavenly tribulation was as beautiful as a purple mandala.

The catastrophe changed dramatically, and Ling Hao also knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, so he shouted: "Shifang City Gate, give it to me." ”

Dancing wildly, the wrestling spiritual power beam directly pierced into the ground, and the ground under Ling Hao's feet suddenly softened, turning into a puddle of quagmire, and three pale golden walls slowly rose from it, each wall was extremely thick, and it looked like it was four meters.

The walls surrounded Ling Hao in a ring, from the inside to the outside, one layer was higher than the other, and the outer wall was twelve meters high

When the wall was raised to the highest position, Ling Hao was like a strong King Kong, shouting loudly: "He! ”

Under Ling Hao's control, the shape of the three pale golden walls gradually changed, and I saw that they were separated from now on, as if they had been broken into an egg shell, in a semicircle, and then slowly converged towards the middle.

"When, when, when."

As if the 10,000-ton ancient bronze city gate had fallen heavily, the three city gates were tightly closed together, like a beetle's heavy shell, protecting Ling Hao in it.

"In a short period of time, three ten-sided city gates have been condensed, and this magic seal seems to be a fusion of spiritual arts." Uncle Nine said affirmatively.

"How could it be, how could he, a cultivator who hadn't even cultivated spiritual power, use fusion spirit magic." Zhao Hanzhou was furious.

Of course, he had no way of knowing that Ling Hao was a spiritual genius before the spiritual root was abolished, and at the age of six, he would be able to fuse spiritual arts.

I don't know why, Ling Hao is always very good at comprehending spiritual arts, and he can learn spiritual techniques that others can't learn for a long time.

It was only later that he lost the spiritual root that he abandoned such a technique, and now that he picked it up, with his current strength, it was not difficult to comprehend the fusion spirit technique.

However, it doesn't matter if you are a genius who comprehends spiritual arts or not, the moment Ling Hao's spiritual skills are completed, a purple lightning bolt with a diameter of ten meters suddenly emits out, directly attacking Ling Hao.

In the blink of an eye, even faster than the blink of an eye, the majestic purple thunderbolt struck the twelve-meter-thick pale golden spiritual power wall.

Whoa......

Purple lightning struck the pale golden wall, and the terrifying particle flow in the thunder and lightning was like a sharp water knife, cutting the wall of spiritual power into atomic forms that could not be recognized by the naked eye.

It looked like a wall of spiritual power was rapidly disappearing under the thunder and lightning.

Ling Hao was in the midst of the spiritual power wall, only to feel that the pressure was pressing towards him like a mountain of mountains, even if he gathered more spiritual power to keep the wall undispersed, it was just a drop in the bucket, to no avail.

Under the purple thunderstorm, the twelve-meter-thick wall was about to be destroyed in less than five seconds, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body. If he continues, he will be wiped out by the thunderbolt in less than five seconds.

"Uncle Jiu, you can help Haolin!" Seeing that Ling Hao was in danger, the Dancing Butterfly Fairy pleaded with Uncle Nine.

Hearing the words of the Dancing Butterfly Fairy, Uncle Nine hesitated, in his opinion, Ling Hao's origin was mysterious, and there were many means, his appearance directly suppressed Zhao Hanzhou, an unruly brother, and also helped him solve the "Spiritual Power Limit Transformation Method" that the Dancing Butterfly Fairy had been unsuccessful in studying for many years, although this exercise was still incomplete.

But he also succeeded in taking the first step, if he could bring Ling Hao under his command, then he would definitely be like a tiger.

But Ling Hao's qualifications were too terrifying, so terrible that he was afraid of them. Judging from Ling Hao's performance, this person is not an easy person to buy, and if he is thrown into the hands of others, he will become a big trouble in the future.

Rather than this, it's better to let him be hacked to death by the Heavenly Tribulation, what I can't get, others don't want to get it, anyway, it's okay to study the exercises slowly.

Weighing the pros and cons, Uncle Nine finally chose the latter, he muttered and said: "Xiao Wu, don't panic, in my opinion, this little must have a killer feature, just wait and see what happens." ”

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, the Dancing Butterfly Fairy was silent, it was too late to say anything at this time, she could only look at Ling Hao worriedly, hoping that he would survive.

Within three seconds, the spiritual power in Ling Hao's body was drained, and he saw that the purple thunder was about to break through the defense line. He also has two cards in his hand, one is to use natal spiritual power, and the other is to open the immortal golden body.

Time was pressing, and if Ling Hao wanted to survive, he had to make a choice, whether to use his natal spiritual power to resist, or to open the Immortal Golden Body.

At the last moment, Ling Hao squinted his eyes and looked at the purple sky thunder in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

Click!

The last wall of spiritual power shattered, and the surging purple thunder and lightning slammed into Ling Hao.

And he actually didn't do any defense, allowing the purple thunder and lightning to annihilate him.

"Ahhhh......h

"Haolin!" The Butterfly Fairy called out involuntarily.