"Huh!" Zhou Hao's divine thoughts scanned, and immediately a terrifying crisis stabbed the soul, and the woman who appeared was also down, the breath alone was already extremely strong, but it was still not as good as the unpredictable, like blood-colored lightning spirit weapon.

Zhou Hao noticed that someone was approaching, because he finally found the threat, and he didn't even care about the fight, so he turned his head and glanced at the mountain.

"Boy, dare to distract it, die!"

Zhou Hao's distraction did not escape Yan Yintai's perception, and the blood drinking sword accelerated, piercing the center of his eyebrows like a poisonous snake.

"Hey, you idiot, you'd have resisted a little longer! ”

"Who lives or dies, I'm afraid it's up to you. The Immortal Sword Sutra shot out in an instant, and the power of thunder exploded, and his body flashed rapidly, and he retreated in an instant.

"Hey, your family seems to be here to help again, so I won't play with you next, let's see you later." After that, Zhou Hao was about to escape into the blue sea.

In the distance, the slender figure approached at a rapid pace, and at this time it was less than ten miles away, seeing that Zhou Hao was leaving, he was anxious, "Three brothers, don't let that little thief escape, Brother Tao was murdered by him." ”

"What! Dare to kill my Wanyan family monk?" Wanyan Zedong and the three of them were shocked when they heard the voice, turned their heads to look, and immediately recognized Wanyan Yingshuang, the ancestor of the ancestor, and the real talented daughter of the Wanyan family.

After Yan Zeyu's move was fruitless, he suddenly heard Yan Yingshuang's shout, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't think about it too much, and entangled Zhou Hao. "Two brothers, help, don't let people escape. ”

Zhou Hao was already fighting against him, the distance of more than ten zhang was simply a stone's throw away, if he wanted to get out of the battle circle, he had to keep a distance of at least a hundred zhang, Wanyan Zeyu Huo Ran was approaching, not seeking to kill the enemy, just wanting to entangle, and the other two also launched their bodies and attacked from the middle.

"Looking for death!" Zhou Hao's heart was in too much crisis, the glint in his eyes skyrocketed, and the power of the divine soul suddenly exploded, approaching the three of them.

"Oops! "The soul and mind are like a mountain like a prison, and the faces of the three foundation building monks changed dramatically in an instant, and their bodies were imprisoned and stiffened.

After Yan Ying's double extreme speed approached, it was already less than a mile, Shen Nian also felt suffocated, the light in his eyes was even better, and he stared at Zhou Hao, "Daoyou is leaving, why don't you stay and be a friend, this girl is in charge, I can spare you for the crime of killing the children of your clan, what do you think?"

When the divine soul was sacrificed, Zhou Hao didn't plan to keep his hand, the spirit sword swung sharply, and instantly brought up a blood light, Wanyan Zeyu screamed, and the blood-drinking sword with his palm was cut off by Zhou Hao's sword.

Brush, Zhou Hao grabbed his palm, the spirit sword was in his hand, and his body did not stop, and it suddenly rushed like a blue sea.

"A few Taoist friends don't have to be enthusiastic about sending it, they are used to being free, girl, your kindness is in your heart, you want to be friends, and there will be opportunities in the future, farewell. ”

In the blink of an eye, suppressing, hurting, snatching the sword, and escaping in one go, Wanyan Ying's double powder face was frosty, like a clear shadow came quickly, and he glared at Wanyan Zhidong and the three of them with hatred, and shouted: "Waste, you go back, this girl will chase it herself." ”

Regardless of the three ugly-faced brothers, Jade Foot was light and rushed into the blue sea without hesitation.

"It's over, the shadow pair actually trespassed into the Hanhai, if this is known by the elders of the clan, we will be finished. "Wanyan Zhidong is the oldest, old and serious, to say that the ugly thing is to be cautious, timid and afraid of things, and now under the noses of the three of them, the daughter of the family has broken into the Hanhai Sea, which is equivalent to the existence of a forbidden land, how can this be good.

Wanyan Zeyu couldn't care about this, his palm was broken, and the spirit sword was snatched, but fortunately, the sword palm was separated, and Zhou Hao didn't even take the bloody hand away, and he was busy bandaging and breaking his hand at this time, and he was in no mood to pay attention to other things.

Wanyan Zeliang's face was gloomy, and he looked at Hanhai in a daze, "Brother Xuedong, why should you panic, I and the other three are chasing the assassins, where have we seen the shadow double sister?"

Zhou Hao threw himself into the Hanhai, and suddenly felt as if he was deep in the water, this Hanhai mist was suppressed by heaven and earth, only wandering below the waist, people walked in it, as if they were in a cloud fairyland, but it was difficult to fly, even if they barely flew, they could only float above the Hanhai mist, which was really magical.

As soon as he entered the mist of the Hanhai Sea, his perception was also suppressed instantly, even with Zhou Hao's ability, it could only maintain three or five hundred zhang, which was already the limit, moving forward at a high speed, and the surroundings would always seem to be extremely lonely, there was no sound, even the sound of urging spiritual power and breaking the sky driven by extremely fast running was only in Fang Yuanzhangxu, and the only thing that could be identified was a trace of fog behind him that gradually disappeared.

Moving forward, at least Zhou Hao thinks so, he has never changed direction at all, and he has gone straight through the blue sea, which is a common thing for monks in the world.

This vast sea, really like a few words of legend, flat and unremarkable, seems to not even have a little bit of tundra or low depression, the more inside, the more lonely and boring it becomes, Zhou Hao has a feeling, it seems that here, you can feel what kind of tranquility from the world.

Yes, that kind of tranquility is extreme, not even a trace of breeze does not exist, according to Zhou Hao's estimation, it was initially to get rid of the speed of the pursuit, and finally gradually slowed down, so that now because of the obstruction of the light blue mist, to say the least, it has been thousands of miles away, and at this time, the traces left behind in the light blue fog will even dissipate within ten breaths, and this dissipation will follow forward, five hundred miles later, even if Zhou Hao releases spiritual power and intentionally creates it, it will be bridged within no more than three breaths, repeating tranquility.

A strange thought, gradually growing in the mind, although inconspicuous, but very tenacious, it is a kind of mania, restlessness, anxiety, the opposite of the tranquility of the outside world, and it seems to be intensifying, quite unpleasant.

Moving forward, leaving this place, the depression and anxiety in his heart urged Zhou Hao to leave as soon as possible, although in addition to the external feelings, in addition to the induction around the body, the operation and absorption of spiritual power, the detection of divine thoughts, and the abnormal pressure are always affected, and there seems to be no end, and this light blue mist seems to be endless.

As if he felt the thoughts in Zhou Hao's heart, the boundless light blue mist gradually gave birth to waves, and in the dantian world, the one that Zhou Hao regarded as a hidden worry was a demon spirit divine tree, escaping a faint glow.

Between the clusters of branches and leaves, there was once a brilliant fruit, like a tripod, and then it was picked by Bai Li, and since then, the Demon Spirit Divine Tree seems to have fallen into silence until today.

Zhou Hao knew that this place was weird, but he didn't stop, but he didn't speed up, the immortal sword was slowly transported, it seemed that only in this way, constantly polishing his cultivation and replenishing the consumption of spiritual power, could he not overwhelm himself with the suppression outside his body.

Now Zhou Hao's cultivation is like a furnace, and he is satisfied, but the thirty-six meridian acupoints are the key, and the thirty-three injuries are still the same, but they are no longer worsening, but the Baihui acupoints and the springs of his feet are supernatural and natural.