Chapter 68: The Anger of the Heavens

The stimulation of the Qicheng rune array made Deqing leave the sky to frown, and a trace of coldness appeared in his slightly condensed eyes.

This Qicheng rune array has been abandoned for many years, if you gather many array mages and study it slowly, it may not be impossible to repair it, but now, it is only Xia Hao alone.

Cultivating the ghost path, and being so proficient in formations, on the Huangjian Star, when did such a character appear?

Qing Litian had a hint of vigilance about Xia Hao's identity.

The fire dragon roared and rushed out, fighting with the two demons of Kurong and Rong.

The Qicheng Rune Array was arranged by the Qing Emperor who summoned many elite array mages and spent a lot of effort and energy. In its heyday, the power of the explosion can even be comparable to a real person's blow, although it has been abandoned for many years, and Xia Hao has only partially repaired it, but if it is only entangled with the two demons of Kurong for a period of time, it is still not a problem, it is enough.

"Let's go!"

Xia Hao turned around and held Xie Qingshuang's palm, and with a burst of ghostly light, mysterious runes were intertwined, and the figures of the two had disappeared from the tower of Qicheng City.

Underground.

In the dark nothingness.

The ferryman was sitting on the nether boat, holding his hat, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, two figures descended out of thin air, causing the ferryman to stand up immediately.

"Qidu!" Xia Hao didn't delay for a moment, and had already walked into the coffin with Xie Qingshuang and said.

"Yes, sir!"

The ferryman answered, drove the ghost boat, and swept away the ripples, silently, and like an arrow, galloped out.

Upstairs in the castle.

"Hmph, this secret technique again?"

Looking at the city tower, the figures of Xia Hao and Xie Qingshuang disappeared, Qing Litian's face turned cold, the magic pupils on his head suddenly expanded, and countless crystal pupils appeared, shining in all directions, exploring the delusion.

"This time, you can't escape!"

With a cold drink in his mouth, he suddenly rose from the sky, and the whole person turned into a streamer, alone, chasing in the direction where Xia Hao and Xie Qingshuang left.

The speed of Qingli Sky was like lightning, the momentum was like thunder, and in an instant, it was dozens of miles away from the city, dragging a long flow mark in the air, which was terrifying.

A few moments later.

Qing Litian stopped on a hill.

At this time, the sun has sunset, night has fallen, and a dim quarter moon hangs in the sky, and it has ushered in the night.

As far as the eye can see, on the hill shrouded in night, there are strange stones, and there are stone monuments one after another, some of which have been broken, some have fallen, and in the soil, the decayed coffins are exposed. Several crows perched on the stone monument, their scarlet eyes roaming around, as if searching for flesh and blood, and all around, exuding an eerie and cold aura.

This turned out to be a mass grave.

The magic pupil turned, and everything around him was in full view.

"Pretending to be a ghost. The corners of Qing Litian's mouth raised a trace of contempt.

All of this made Qing Litian also believe that Xia Hao was a ghost cultivator.

What is so strange about a ghost cultivator who chooses a mass grave graveyard as a battlefield?

The cemetery has always been the main battlefield of ghost cultivation, but so what, Qing Litian has a strong self-confidence in himself, no matter how much ghost art he has, in the face of absolute strength, he will be crushed into slag, which is not worth mentioning.

"Is this mass grave the cemetery you chose for yourself? Yes, don't worry, I will let you get your wish and send you to the real Yellow Spring. ”

Qing Litian said indifferently and contemptuously.

"Hehe, is it?" Xia Hao stepped out of the stele group with the Cold Star Sword in his hand, his eyes turned to Qing Litian, and said indifferently: "Whose burial place is it will be known soon." ”

As the Cold Star Sword pointed out, on the sword body, Dao runes were activated, the wind blew and the frost floated, and the entire mass grave was like falling into the cold winter in an instant.

"Carving insect skills!"

Qing Litian snorted coldly, the breath on his body exploded violently, and he stepped out, his five fingers were stretched, and the black gold armor made a sonorous sound, and he fell fiercely towards Xia Hao.

In order to cultivate to reach the ninth level of the Dandian realm, the five fingers enveloped the heavens and the earth, and the rolling blood clouds burst out, and the momentum was terrifying.

Xia Hao's eyes froze, the human sword was one, and the cold star sword was wrapped in rolling frost and snow, and stabbed out with a sword facing the sky.

Bang! The two collided together.

The frost and snow collapsed, Xia Hao's body shook, his feet stepped on the ground, and he slipped all the way upside down, plowing two grooves of more than ten meters on the ground, and the Cold Star Sword supported the ground to stabilize his figure.

A pale look appeared on Xia Hao's face.

"Ryugu Realm?"

Qing Litian raised his eyebrows.

Between the fights, Qing Litian felt that Xia Hao's cultivation was actually only the sixth level of the Bone Realm!?

At the same time, Qing Litian's face was also uncontrollably angry. When did a ghost cultivator in the Ryuryu Bone Realm dare to challenge him! Could it be that his reputation as a demon has been despised to such an extent!?

It's humiliating!

"Do you want to die?"

Qing Litian's tone was cold, "Say, where did you hide the light frost?" I don't want to say, I have a thousand, ten thousand ways to make you unable to survive, unable to die, and make you suffer until you want to say it. ”

Xia Hao chuckled and said, "If you want to know where Xie Qingshuang is, let's pass my level first." ”

"Well, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. ”

In a deep voice, Qing Litian stepped out suddenly, this time, it was not just a temptation, I saw him with his five fingers open, and he suddenly showed a combat skill, between the palms of his hands, a scarlet blood ball was condensed, wrapped in violent power, and it poked down towards Xia Hao's head.

The scarlet blood cells swirled wildly, and hideous faces faintly appeared, like the roar of the devil, which made people frightened.

Xia Hao stepped out, and countless frosts rose with it, crystal clear, and with a netherworld aura, as if coming from the Nine Shadows Abyss, fluttering in the wind, and catching up with the scarlet blood cells.

The Netherworld Sword Technique, the Yellow Spring Frost Falls.

The two collided with each other.

Countless frost and snow, and scarlet flames, scattered and splashed in all directions.

Wow, wow, bow!

When the air waves are turbulent and diffuse,

Xia Hao's body shook, he stepped back, retreated more than ten steps in a row, and stepped out of more than ten deep pits on the ground, the Cold Star Sword in his hand was stationed, the soles of his feet retreated, stepped on the ground, and stabilized his body.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"What!?"

Qing Litian's eyebrows raised.

Xia Hao actually blocked his blow!

"Sword intent?" Then, Qing Litian frowned slightly.

A ghost cultivator can still comprehend sword intent?

Cultivate the ghost path and be proficient in formations......

Now, he is still in control of the sword intent!

Xia Hao gave Qing Litian a feeling that he couldn't see through.

This also made the killing intent in Qing Litian's heart become more and more intense.

"Heh, Qing Litian, you look so arrogant, so arrogant, the result is not good. Xia Hao slowly straightened his body, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled contemptuously at Qing Litian.

"Die!"

In the midst of the roar, Qing Litian took out Fang Tian's painting halberd from behind him, clenched his hands suddenly, strode out, stepped out of the air waves, rolled and exploded, and appeared in the sky above Xia Hao.

Crash!

It was like a blood-colored thunderbolt, shattering the sky.

Fang Tian's halberd is narrowly wrapped in rolling blood waves,

Xiang Xia Hao was killed!