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"It's ugly, Flame Slash!" The little girl's long knife swung straight, and there was a white divine power light on it, enveloping the past, and this place instantly became a sea of fire.

"Roar!" The Heroic Spirit King roared, two sharp teeth emitting a cold light, and a hideous and terrifying aura emanated from his body.

Bang! The Heroic Spirit King shattered the sword light with a punch, and his body instantly jumped up and rushed straight away.

Zhang Hao's body moved, and he slammed over, and his shoulders slammed up like horns.

This blow not only made Zhang Hao crush with perfect huge force, but also carried a pure pure yang power.

Bang! The sternum of the Heroic Spirit King shattered instantly, but Zhang Hao's body also flashed with a layer of gray-white light, and he stiffened.

"The curse of the good deeds." Zhang Hao was frightened, and reminded the little girl loudly that if she changed to other martial gods, she might not be able to move for at least three seconds if she was hit by this blow, which is a talent and is inevitable.

"Flame Slash, Violent Slash, and Wind Triple Slash."

The little girl directly came out of a series of volcanoes and pushed them sideways, with a high-spirited battle intent in her eyes.

"Valhalla, come again!" Zhang Hao was covered in golden light, blocking in front of the Heroic Spirit King, and Nirvana's hand slapped out.

The Immortal King roared angrily, the gray mist shrouded, and there was a gloom in his eyes, which was terrifying.

Bang bang, Zhang Hao and the King of the Heroic Spirit fought together.

This is a peerless powerhouse, who sat in the fortress before his death, and could not move forward when he arrived at the human army in March, but now he has achieved a heroic spirit, and his realm has remained unchanged and improved.

The two of them didn't know how many times they had been bombarded in an instant, Zhang Hao was blessed with divine power, and took a step forward, volleying into the air, his clothes were hunting, and he didn't know how much land was cracked behind him, as if he was a humanoid beast.

The eyes of the King of Heroic Spirits lit up, the air of death was shining, an unyielding war spirit was jumping, the momentum was enough to suppress Zhang Hao, punch after punch, Zhang Hao immediately felt that his body was trembling instinctively, there was a smell of cracking, and the immediate operation was the demon heart was constantly restoring the power of life.

"Big brother, don't hardtop." The sword light rumbled, the fire was swirling, the sound of volcanic explosions sounded in the air, the sound of flames rising, and the sound of ancient war drums, under this knife, there was an irresistible taste.

Rumble! The flames exploded on the Valhalla.

Zhang Hao took a breath, Ananda Jing operated, trying his best to keep the soul quiet, calm down the churning soul, and fight against a super strong person like the Heroic Spirit King, not only to bear huge power, but even the soul was also affected by the other party's spirit, and the soul of the Tianwu-level powerhouse was coerced, making him a little unbearable.

He didn't know that the Heroic Spirit King was sitting on the Heroic Spirit Battlefield, the Lifespring had long been depleted, and the ** power was already degrading, but the soul power had been greatly improved, even if it was a true martial arts powerhouse facing the Heroic Spirit King, it would have to be suppressed.

Zhang Hao didn't retreat, behind him was the little girl, the little girl can now shoot without scruples at all, all kinds of powerful knife skills are mighty, pushing over one by one, domineering and shocking.

"The dragon elephant is like a prajna, in the upper heavens!" Zhang Hao's breath was perfect, the golden light on his body in the battle exploded, and his level advanced to the second-level martial god, and his strength was even more incomparable.

Bang bang bang, the battle spirit of the Valhalla King is immense, while resisting the attack of the little girl, while operating the talent, it is a breath that can only be accumulated after endless years.

"Roar!" The King of Heroic Spirits couldn't stand Zhang Hao's entanglement, his eyes emitted a terrifying light, he practiced with a long roar, his body was shocked, and he actually condensed a gray-black sledgehammer and smashed it directly towards Zhang Hao.

Thundered!

Zhang Hao's body was like a wooden stake, smashed into the soil, and the golden light of Nirvana's body shattered in an instant, and he opened his mouth to spurt blood.

Bang!

Without Zhang Hao's meat shield, King Yingling directly hit a mountain at the little girl, and the green mountains were faint, like a big world, smashing the sea of fire and bombarding the little girl's body.

"Vulcan Body!" The little girl's face was pale, and her face was even more fierce, her body had just shattered, and immediately flames flew out of her body, spinning around her, she screamed, regardless of killing again.

Zhang Hao also leaped out in an instant, and the whole person was like an ancient divine mountain, directly crashing into the Heroic Spirit King, and once again he could fight in close quarters.

"Big brother, this Heroic Spirit King is dying." The little girl shouted.

The surrounding dead spirits were burned by the little girl's divine fire, and the Valhalla King was like a fish out of water that wanted to recover without water.

was stalked by Zhang Hao, and finally there was a hint of defeat.

"Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand!" Zhang Hao's palm changed, and a palace was formed in his palm, in which an old monk was hidden, sacred and peaceful, but when it was hit, it was like the soul of a small world, like a thunderous blow, hitting the body of the Heroic Spirit King.

Crash! The body of the Heroic Spirit King shattered in an instant, shattering like ice slag.

In the depths of the gray mist in the distance, under the soil, a dry skeleton suddenly trembled violently, and a wisp of dark soul fire suddenly jumped in the cold and dark eyes.

This dry bone is full of runes, the bones are extremely large, and the pair of bone wings that have almost been broken are flooded with layers of blue light, like rippling water, this is a strong body recovering and awakening.

"What kind of power is this?" The dry bones slowly sat up, the soil cracked automatically, revealing a passageway, and he walked out of the ground step by step, countless souls kneeling on the ground in fright......

"Why are there so few souls?" Hai Qingsong and Hai Thirty-three walked all the way with doubts on their faces.

As soon as Hai Thirty-three's body recovered, he immediately entered the forbidden area, although many ancestors in the family were not optimistic that Zhang Hao and the two would be alive, but he firmly believed that even if Zhang Hao was defeated, there should be no problem if he wanted to save his life.

Hai Qingsong was silent all the way, he knew that Zhang Hao had come to the forbidden area of the family, and his heart had not been calm.

That person grew up too fast, twenty-four years old Martial God, what an incredible thing, how old was he when he became a Martial God, one hundred and seventy years old or one hundred and seventy-one years old?

He was also known as Tianjiao back then, and he was cultivated by the family, but since he advanced to the Martial God, there was no hope of advancement.

If the Martial God wants to advance, the first thing he needs is the exercises, a book of exercises that can make people break through the Martial God.

The Hai family is a big family, but there are only a few books that can make the martial god break through, not to mention the massive family contributions, which may not be suitable for you.

The second thing you need is to understand, which is also the most difficult, the people who can become the martial gods are all the pride of the sky, but they can't comprehend the terrain of the scars, and in the end they are still a pile of loess.

Hai Qingsong has been a martial god for a long time, and even when he advanced to the martial god, Hou Li was still a martial emperor who had just broken through, if he couldn't go further, at most ten years, his lifespring would be exhausted, and his life would come to an end.

He had already accepted his fate, the fourth level of the Martial God, and he had already stood at the peak of the alliance, he had enjoyed power and controlled a domain, but since the first time he came into contact with the Ananda Sutra from Zhang Hao, his current wisp of spiritual power that had been dimmed actually had a bit of a taste of recovery.

Is this an opportunity, he doesn't know when he has unwillingness in his heart.

"Qingsong, what are you thinking, I remember that you seem to know Young Master Zhang Hao, and it should be you who is in charge of the affairs of the Sea Blue Star."

"Ahh Hai Qingsong woke up in shock, and then looked around, and there was a trace of fierceness and power flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"No, it's ......" Hai Thirty-three looked down at his feet, it was a scorched earth, some red mud had been burned to the color of porcelain, and there were traces of the aftermath of the Great War.

Thundered......

The sound of battle came from the depths of the gray mist, and the two looked at each other, jumped up, and rushed quickly.

Then they saw an astonishing scene, Zhang Hao smashed the tomb keeper Heroic Spirit King with a punch like ice slag......

Zhang Hao sat cross-legged on the ground, this battle was too hard, the body of Nirvana could barely bear it, and his divine consciousness was shaken a little.

The little girl also sat down, and after swallowing a few recovery pills, her delicate face calmed down a little, but the huge fist marks on her body and the concave battle armor all told the fierceness of the battle just now.

Hai Thirty-Three couldn't hide his horror, reaching out and stroking the shattered dry bones, the powerful force on them still made his palms tingle.

Hai Qingsong looked at Zhang Hao, motionless, as if looking at a rare treasure.

"You killed the grave keeper, King Valhalla?" Zhang Hao had just opened his eyes, and Hai Thirty-three couldn't help but ask him, and even he didn't see the tremor in his words.

Zhang Hao said seriously: "If that person is really the King of the Heroic Soul, then that's right,"

"However, I don't feel that the Heroic Spirit King is not very powerful, as if he has only awakened for a few hundred years."

This is not only Zhang Hao's inference, but also the inference of causes, and there is a direct proportion between dry bones and divine power.

Hai Thirty-three pondered for a moment and nodded, but still said with certainty: "It must be the Heroic Spirit King, there is no doubt that in the records of our clan, the Heroic Spirit King has been incarnated innumerably, and the appearance of each stage is different, but every time he dies, his strength will be a little stronger, but I don't know if he will be resurrected this time." ”

Hai Thirty-three took a deep breath and said to Zhang Hao sincerely: "Young Master Hao, my vision is really not as good as the patriarch, I hope you can sell these broken bones to me." ”

"The bones of the Heroic Spirit King contain the power of heaven and earth, which is very important to a martial god like me, and he may be able to find a way to break through."

Hai Qingsong also said: "The dry bones of the Tianwu-level powerhouse are the most precious, if there are complete dry bones, they may be able to deduce the mana operation line." ”

"Young Master Hao, I'm going to practice with you, please take care of me in the future." Hai Qingsong saluted respectfully.

Zhang Hao smiled and said: "Senior Hai, don't scare me, I don't know how to practice yet, I'll talk about this later." ”

Hai Qingsong smiled bitterly, he was ready to be rejected by Zhang Hao, and he blamed himself for not letting go of his mentality, and still regarded him as the talented Martial Emperor

(Yangzhou Book Group)