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Suddenly, a cursed aura emerged and spread from it.

It was as if there were countless souls roaring and wailing, looking extremely poignant.

The Ancient Tree was stunned, and the power of healing was affected.

At this time, Ye Hao's figure had to appear.

As soon as his body moved, he rushed out directly from the Creation Furnace, holding the bronze ancient coffin in his left hand, and the Void Creation and Transformation was constantly refining his power.

Above the bronze ancient coffin, Buzhou Mountain was devouring the Xuanhuang filthy soil that Ye Hao had refined, and its power was constantly condensed and condensed.

In his right hand, Ye Hao was holding the Heaven Slaying Sword, and the violent sword qi was constantly beating and spreading from it.

"Huh!"

As soon as his right hand moved, a sword slashed out in the air, and suddenly the sword shadow filled the sky, directly enveloping the Lord of the Blood Witch.

The Lord of the Blood Witch raised his hand to resist, and the scepter in his hand bloomed with immeasurable blood light, resisting Ye Hao's sword qi.

But equally, the Ancient Tree was given a respite.

Xuanwu's strength also began to recover. ”

"Is it finally there? No need to be a shrunken turtle. ”

The Golden Yang Demon Lord's face was filled with monstrous hatred at this moment, and he punched out without saying a word.

This time, a phantom shadow of a Golden Yang Demon Tiger appeared, surrounded by golden flames, like substance.

This punch was even more terrifying than the one just now, containing all the rage.

In an instant, the hole pierced through the void and shrouded towards Ye Hao.

Ye Hao's sword light flashed again, and the sword flowers wrapped themselves like a whirlwind.

But after all, at this time, the other party struck angrily, and a muffled sound made the sword flower stagnate.

This one was stagnant, and there was a flaw, and suddenly, a dragon-shaped phantom of the Lord of the Dragon rushed like a streamer.

"Click!"

The sword qi cracked, and a gap appeared.

"Ten Thousand Beasts Roar!"

The Lord of the Imperial Spirits shouted, and the rushing torrent of ten thousand beasts drowned and crushed towards Ye Hao.

"Bang!"

Ye Hao only felt a huge force crashing into him, and his figure flew out upside down in an instant.

However, at the same time, he destroyed his physical body, and the Five Emperor Dao bodies operated instantly.

Stubbornly resisted the force of this impact.

"Huh!"

However, before he could react, a sword light swept through the void, as fast as a frightening wave, but there was an aura of a king.

The Holy Lord of Heaven made a move, the angle was tricky, and the timing was masterful.

"Boom!"

At the last moment, Ye Hao protected the Creation Flood Furnace in front of him and directly blocked this earth-shattering sword.

But the Creation Furnace also shook and flew out directly.

"Death Sword Scarre!"

At this time, the Lord of the Dead had a broad sword in his hand, which was covered with skull marks, very similar to Arceth's Frost Sorrow, but even more powerful.

In an instant, the sword light mixed with the law of death and cold struck again, hitting Ye Hao's body hard.

"Humph!"

Ye Hao snorted, and his figure flew back again, but the bronze ancient coffin in his hand did not move at all, and it continued to refine.

"All the mountains are thrown!"

At this time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains burst into applause, and actually manifested his own body, the Ten Thousand Mountains Demon Ape.

I saw him holding his hands up, and there were mountains above his head, dense and heavy.

With a wave of his arms, he slammed forward.

Suddenly, ten thousand mountain peaks turned into streamers and fell towards Ye Hao.

Just in time for the time when his old power has gone and the new power has not been born.

"Poof!"

Ye Hao's body trembled, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth, and at this point, he was finally injured.

In an instant, everyone's hearts in the Yuanwu Continent were pinched.

But the nightmare had just begun, after the ten thousand mountains, the trident of the Lord of the Brahmin Sea, which had been brewing for a long time, shone like lightning, and countless water system laws condensed into a torrent, which hit Ye Hao's body heavily.

One after another, the masters of the other world struck one after another, they were the pinnacle of the Five Tribulations, and their divine thoughts and reactions were so powerful.

At this point, it works together seamlessly.

Ye Hao was not given any respite at all.

Even, now except for Buzhou Mountain, which is still absorbing the bronze ancient coffin, there is only the Heaven Killing Sword that is held by Ye Hao in his hand, and the rest are all blown away.

What to do?

The crowd was in a hurry, but it was useless.

Not far away, the Sword Shrine Holy Lord and the Thunder Hell Holy Lord were inseparable, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for the time being.

And Luo Nishang and Nian Chu and the others laid out the formation, barely able to trap many Five Tribulation Supremes, and it was not possible to complete them all in a moment and a half.

"Huh!"

At the critical moment, Ye Hao's heart moved, and a golden long bridge appeared under his feet, and in an instant, the golden light exploded, and his figure flew out as fast as lightning, directly dodging the attack on the side.

The bridge on the other side of the river goes straight to the other side.

Regardless of the rest, the increase in speed alone can give Ye Hao a chance to breathe.

"Damn it!"

Everyone frowned, feeling that this Ye Hao was too difficult.

"We must not let him complete his supernatural powers!" the dark voice of the Blood Witch Lord sounded, "Once his mountain-shaped illusory shadow is condensed, his power will naturally skyrocket, and it will be even more troublesome for us to deal with it at that time." ”

As he spoke, his eyes turned blood-red.

"I'm going to use my magic to limit his speed, and you have to take advantage of it. ”

As an instruct, the Lord of the Blood Witch was surging with aura all over his body, and in an instant, one after another blood-colored runes condensed and converged in front of him, and finally turned into a huge eyeball.

"Cursed Eye!"

He let out a low snort, and when he opened his mouth, a blood arrow spewed out, and suddenly, the eyeball trembled, and it turned directly.

"Huh!"

Its gaze penetrated the void and fell directly on Ye Hao.

Suddenly, Ye Hao felt that his body was stunned, and an incomparably cold aura enveloped him.

"Curse it, let everything start to slow down, the Yuan Force will dissipate, the law will not exist, the blood will soon drain, and the flesh and blood will soon dry up......"

The Lord of the Blood Witch wields a scepter as if performing an ancient ritual.

Every time he said a sentence, Ye Hao's breath weakened a little.

Naturally, many strong people would not give up such an opportunity, and immediately one after another divine powers came.

"Golden Yang Demon Fist!"

"Dragon Punch!"

"Heavenly Court Holy Judge!"

"Ten Thousand Beasts Roar!"

......

Heavy supernatural powers shrouded the void, and finally fell on Ye Hao's body.

"Poof!"

Ye Hao spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and his whole face turned a little pale.

No matter how powerful he is, in front of many Five Tribulation Peaks, he is still a little weak.

But his eyes did not flinch in the slightest, and the Buzhou Mountain in his hand was still devouring, and now he couldn't use it at all.

Of course, once he can solve Buzhou Mountain, he will be able to reach a higher level of strength, and then he can take the opportunity to kill the strong among them.

But on the other side, everyone naturally discovered Ye Hao's plan, and they all shot wildly, not giving the other party any respite.

"Brother Tian!" Luo Nishang was anxious when she saw this, if this continued, maybe Ye Hao really had a life-and-death crisis.

At this moment, a powerful wave suddenly erupted in her eyes.

It's starting to be desperate.