Ancient mountain streams!

There are many dangers, especially Luo Hao's solitary cultivation, and the realm is not high, plus he has to beware of the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion at all times, this danger is invisibly put even greater.

From the mouths of the two Ziwei Pavilion disciples just now, he could almost be sure that this ancient mountain stream had been laid by the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion, and these people all wanted to catch themselves and sacrifice themselves to that Senior Brother Murong.

I shook my head helplessly, but I didn't expect that in just a few days, I would go from a beggar with nothing to such a sought-after now.

At this moment, if there is still a safe place in the ancient mountain stream, it is undoubtedly the territory and lair of those fierce demon beasts, so it is imperative for Luo Hao to hunt the dragon ape. At least near the dragon ape's lair, he didn't have to worry about the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion all the time.

"Da!"

Luo Hao's figure gently fell on the branch of an ancient tree, like the wind passing without a trace, but this time he did not move immediately, but stared at the not far ahead.

It was a steep mountain wall, with rocks and crevices everywhere. In a stone crevice in the mountain wall, a small emerald green tree was slowly swaying in the wind, and at the top of the small tree hung a fruit the size of a bright red longan jewel. A faint aroma wafted to the tip of his nose, and just one breath made him feel refreshed.

"Red Luo Spirit Fruit!"

Looking at the bright red fruits between the cracks in the stone walls of the mountain wall, a hint of surprise flashed in Luo Hao's eyes. On the mountain wall, the red Luo Lingguo only knew when he heard a disciple talk about it in the contribution hall.

This fruit is comparable to the four strange treasures, and has an extremely amazing healing effect, which can be sold for more than fifty spirit stones in the market and a hundred spirit stones after some speculation on the black market.

If it can be refined into an elixir, then it is quite a life-saving means, then the price is not ordinarily expensive. Although he had not been in this Heavenly Ancient Continent for a long time, he was still clear about the noble status of alchemists on the continent.

Seeing the red Luo Lingguo on the stone wall, Luo Hao's eyes were also full of fire, but he didn't do it immediately, there was danger in this ancient mountain stream at any time.

Gently broke off a branch, using the branch instead of the arrow to carry enough strength, the branch in his hand was suddenly wrapped in a layer of noble gold, and then the sound of breaking wind sounded in the air, and then the branch turned into a golden arrow, and shot towards the red Luo Ling fruit.

"Smack!"

The golden arrow accurately shot down the red Luo Ling Fruit that was hanging on the top of the small green tree, and Luo Hao's toes on the tree turned into a golden bolt and rushed towards the falling Red Luo Ling Fruit, and the Red Luo Ling Fruit had already been successfully entered in his hand.

Looking at the red Luo Lingguo in his hand, feeling the strong vitality contained in it, the joy on Luo Hao's face became more and more intense, he planned to hunt the dragon ape directly, but he didn't expect to have such good luck, he could have such a harvest just after entering the ancient mountain stream.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, the smile on his face suddenly froze, Luo Hao turned his head suddenly, and at the same time, the red Luo Ling Fruit in his hand was instantly put away by him. I saw that he looked indifferently at the two purple figures on the ancient tree not far away, and from the eyes of those two people, he saw the color of extreme greed.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect someone to be able to find the Red Luo Spirit Fruit in this place, brother, it seems that our luck has come. Hearing one of them speak, as if the red Luo Ling Fruit in his hand had become something in their palms, Luo Hao's eyes became completely cold, and a fierce aura gradually crept into his eyes.

Two purple figures fell from the trees not far from Luo Hao, and the corners of their mouths rose to reveal a playful look of cat and mouse.

"Will you hand it over yourself or will my brothers do it themselves?" said one of them in a cold voice.

His gaze swept over the two of them, and the aura on the two of them was weaker than Wei Wuya's, and it should be around the eighth level of qi spirit. Then Luo Hao turned his gaze to the figure on the left, because the figure on the right seemed to be centered on him.

The man was not very old, only about twenty years old, with a hint of femininity between his eyebrows, a purple robe, holding a long sword, and the cold light was cold, and he also had some temperament from the outside, but the strong greed in his eyes had destroyed all his temperament cleanly.

When Luo Hao stared at the two, the two of them were also observing Luo Hao while walking towards Luo Hao. When they saw Luo Hao's rookie disciple clothes belonging to the Tianhai Sect, the two looked at each other with a hint of understanding, and a faint killing intent flashed, but it didn't hide from Luo Hao's eyes.

I saw the two of them laughing as they walked: "It turned out to be the same sect of the Tianhai Sect, look at this junior disciple, it should be just getting started, this ancient mountain stream is full of dangers, our Ziwei Pavilion has blocked the mountain stream, since it is the same sect junior brother, we will naturally protect it." ”

It was the Ziwei Pavilion disciple who was holding a long sword that spoke, and the right hand holding the sword had already stretched out as he spoke, as if he wanted to pull Luo Hao over to protect him.

Looking at the outstretched palm, the corner of Luo Hao's mouth lifted a sneer, the killing intent boiled in his indifferent eyes, and then his body shook, and in an instant, the golden dragon power surged out, like a flood beast that opened the floodgates, and swept wildly. The golden dragon power is vast and majestic, and the noble is incomparable, bursts of dragon groans come out, and under the blessing of the golden dragon power, Luo Hao is like a golden god and demon, and he makes a brazen shot.

"The Tiger King worships the moon!"

The golden fist was dazzling, shaking the void, crushing everything, and the fierce tiger roar became the only main theme of the vast world, and the momentum of the domineering Jedi poured out like a tide from the golden fist.

The terrifying momentum suddenly made the sword-wielding disciple who walked towards Luo Hao breathe, and then a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and a breath of death instantly enveloped him.

"Hurry up and release the signal flare! Angry waves are rushing!" The sword-wielding disciple yelled at the other person beside him, and the long sword in his hand roared, and the next moment the long sword fell, and the endless sword qi surged like a roaring wave.

"Broken!"

Hearing only a roar of rage, the golden fist roared and roared, piercing the roaring waves almost instantly and then fiercely

On top of that long sword.

"Click!"

After a crisp sound, I saw that the long sword in the hand of the sword-wielding disciple suddenly split apart, completely becoming a piece of scrap iron, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and was directly shocked out by the surging dragon power.

The momentum was unforgiving, and the golden light flashed under his feet, Luo Hao's figure was like a cicada chasing after the sword-wielding disciple who flew out upside down in eight steps, and the golden dragon power skyrocketed, and he was almost a step of tens of meters.

"Die!"

The condescending Luo Hao's voice seemed to be a ghost whisper from the Nine Hells, and the golden fist seemed to be a divine ruling that fell from the Nine Heavens, and it was fiercely imprinted on the chest of the sword-wielding disciple with the terrifying power that could destroy the mountains.

"Poof!"

The sound of blood explosion sounded, and I saw that the sword-wielding disciple's eyes burst out, blood sprayed wildly, and flew all the way, the whole chest collapsed deeply, and the whole person was like a dead dog being blasted into the ground, and there was no life at all, and those who were already dead could not die again.

Killing the sword-wielding disciple seemed to be a long time, but in fact it only took three breaths, and the other disciple had just taken out the signal flare and was about to release it, when a golden sea covered the sky and the sun, like an eternal divine domain, and instantly submerged it.

"Drink, Kaishanzhang!"

The disciple's heart shook wildly under the crushing of the Golden Divine Domain, he didn't expect that the person in front of him was so powerful and decisive, and he didn't have time to release the signal flare. With his loud shout, the eightfold spiritual power of Qi Spirit frantically converged towards his palms, and then fought against the golden god domain that was crushing down.

"Luo Hao, let me go, I'm just following orders. ”

The ground under his feet continued to crack, and he felt the terrifying power like an ancient barbarian beast coming from the golden divine domain, and this disciple was terrified and kept begging for mercy.

"Hmph, if you know my name, you have the intention to harm each other, and you will kill them. ”

After the Golden God Domain, Luo Hao's voice was as ruthless as the Ancient Demon God, and with a sudden force, he saw a golden fist full of lines in the suppressed Golden God Domain suddenly fall.

"Bang!"

The dragon power was cathartic, the golden fist was indestructible, and only a terrible scream was heard, and then a crisp bone cracking sound came from the palm of the disciple's hand, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the disciple's eyes were crying blood.

The boiling dragon power crushed everything, Luo Hao fell from the sky and stepped through the chest of this famous Qi Spirit Eightfold disciple with one kick, and then his feet shook the sky, and the flesh and blood mixed with the crystal white bones flew out horizontally.

Stretching out his hand, Luo Hao held the signal flare in his hand, looking at the blood mist and minced meat floating in the sky, he looked a little hideous: "I will send this signal on your behalf!"