The mountains and forests ahead, the grass and trees are rich and vibrant.

In the middle of the trees, there is a whirlpool, constantly swirling, scattering colorful light, extremely brilliant, like a large colorful lollipop.

This is the gateway to the small world and the mundane realm, connected to a hidden cave.

This cave, in the depths of Kunlun, can only be passed sideways, and it is inaccessible and no one knows.

'The exit is just ahead. As long as you leave this small world and hide in the mundane world, no one will find it. When everything is calm, the deity will carry out assassination and destroy these damned ants one by one. ’

Seeing the spatial whirlpool, the ghost cultivator was overjoyed, his body galloped, speeding up, and in the mountains and forests, it turned into a thin black line, constantly shuttling.

He was really afraid, Chen Hao was too strong, there were many treasures, and each of them had great power, which made him tremble and feel suffocated, such a strong man, in a head-on confrontation, he would definitely be defeated.

'However, I didn't get nothing, getting a treasure is not too much of a loss, and when it is hidden and forcibly refined, it is enough to make my combat power surge. ’

The corner of the ghost Xiu's mouth smiled happily, and he reached out and touched his arms, where was the Eye of Xingtian. At the beginning, he used the black light pillar to trap Chen Hao, but this Eye of Punishment Heaven was unmanipulated and was collected by him.

He was amazing, in an instant, he reached a hundred meters of the space whirlpool, as long as he sprinted, he could enter the mortal world, and at that time, the sea was wide and the fish jumped, and the sky was high for birds to fly.

However, at this moment, not far behind him, there was a sound of breaking the air.

Chen Hao stepped on the Heavenly Thunder Sword, galloping, like a strange light, rushing forward, his divine thoughts had already locked on the ghost cultivator, and he also saw the spatial vortex.

'This spatial vortex is likely to be the passage between the mortal realm and this small world!' Chen Hao guessed in his heart.

At the same time, his face was solemn, if he let the ghost cultivator escape, it would be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and the harm would be endless, and he must be killed in the small world.

"Xiao'er, you wait, the deity will crush all your relatives and friends in the mortal world, making your life worse than death, blood and tears in your eyes!"

Ghost Xiu turned his head and saw Chen Hao, the green light in his eyes burst out, there was infinite anger, he gritted his teeth, yelled, threatened Chen Hao, and was quick to speak.

However, he is also confident that as long as he escapes from the small world and hides in the mortal world, then he will be able to wait for the opportunity to move, slaughter all Chen Hao's relatives and friends, and take revenge.

Of course, he didn't want to die yet, and he didn't dare to fight Chen Hao face to face, so he could only avoid Chen Hao's sight and do it in secret.

"You won't stand a chance. I'm going to die now!"

Chen Hao stepped on the Heavenly Thunder Sword, unabated, galloping.

At the same time, his eyes were cold, his mouth was cold, and he was extremely angry at the threat of ghost cultivation. Friends and relatives are his counter-scales and cannot be threatened.

If you can't protect your relatives and friends, what's the use of cultivating immortals? When Chen Youwei and his wife died, he already blamed himself, and if any more relatives and friends died, there would be demons in his heart.

"Haha... Now in front of me, it is the passage to the mundane, as long as I enter the mundane and hide, you will not want to find it, and when the time comes, you will tremble, fear, and your relatives and friends will die!"

The ghost cultivator laughed wildly, looking up to the sky and laughing, as if he had heard a peerless joke.

In his heart, Chen Hao was completely farting, he could only threaten with words, and it was useless, so it was impossible to stop him, let alone exterminate.

"Look for death!"

Chen Hao's chest rose and fell, his anger burned, and the killing intent in his eyes was like substance, bursting out, shaking the void.

Suddenly, he raised his palm, pinched the finger of his sword, and pointed it on his eyebrows.

Call!

Chen Hao's body exuded terrifying coercion, and the air around him was stirred, just like the appearance of a saint, there was a vision.

In the center of the eyebrows, the golden light bursts, dazzling, shining in the sky, all the way, like sprinkling gold dust, extremely sacred.

A yin and yang fish pattern, in the golden light in the center of the eyebrows, gradually revealed, constantly rotating, there is a mysterious power scattered.

Even at this time, Chen Hao, deep in his heart, still felt that the yin-yang mirror was unfathomable.

Because, since getting the yin-yang mirror, it has not been able to be perfectly controlled, and when it is used, it even has to pay the price of life.

I just don't know, can he, who has already 'thought of Jindan', be able to achieve a minimum of manipulation without having to pay for his life?

The ghost cultivator was quick to speak, no longer dragging mud and water, and with a jump, he appeared in front of the spatial whirlpool, raised the soles of his feet, and was about to walk into it and escape.

However, at this time, his whole body exploded, feeling that there was danger behind him, if he didn't hide, I was afraid that the moment he stepped into the passage, his soul would be scattered and his soul would be destroyed.

"How is it possible? This son is still far away, why is it a crisis?"

The ghost cultivator was frightened, turned his head suddenly, and saw the terrifying scene, and his whole body trembled with fright.

I saw Chen Hao stepping on the heavenly thunder sword, galloping, and fluttering. In front of him, there is a yin-yang mirror suspended, there are gossip, and there are yin-yang fish.

At this moment, the Yin Yang Fish rotated and shot out a terrifying black light, carrying the breath of death, crossing the spatial distance and bombarding.

'It's so terrifying, it's like I'm facing death, if I don't hide, I'll die!'

The ghost repairs his scalp and his face is tangled.

If he dodges, he will lose the opportunity to escape, Chen Hao will definitely catch up, if he doesn't dodge, the moment he steps into the whirlpool channel, I am afraid it will be the time of death.

The ghost cultivator thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth, leaving Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, and he could escape only if he had his life.

He folded, no longer stepping into the whirlpool of passages, and fled in one direction, galloping.

At the same time.

Rumble!

The terrifying black light of the Yin-Yang Mirror, with a lightning degree, impacted, and directly hit the channel whirlpool, exploding with a monstrous sound.

The channel vortex was twisting, and the astonishing energy was spreading, forming a storm that raged all around, and it was extremely crazy.

There is no doubt that the current channel whirlpool is very unstable, and the spatial turbulence is terrifying, and if anyone steps into it, it will undoubtedly commit suicide.

Chen Hao stepped on the Heavenly Thunder Sword, his face was very cold, and the killing intent rose all over his body.

He saw the ghost cultivator fleeing in the other direction, and without hesitation, he raised his palm, grabbed the yin-yang mirror in front of him, pointed the heavenly thunder sword with his feet, turned sharply, and chased after the ghost cultivator.

Chen Hao was speeding through the forest, so fast that in front of his eyes, the green and tall trees kept retreating, swiping by, becoming a phantom.

The ghost cultivator in front of him kept shuttling through the mountains and forests, wanting to get out of Chen Hao's sight, change the direction again, and go to the channel whirlpool again.

"Ma's, the ghost is not gone!"

He turned his head to take a look, and now Chen Hao was chasing after him, and he was not thrown away. He cursed loudly, his eyes flashing, and he was thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, he stopped, stood in the mountains and forests, grabbed the black sword in his palm, aimed at Chen Hao's direction, gathered ghost power, and slashed out.

Shout!

A pitch-black sword light, a hundred zhang long, fell from the sky, magnificent, and the sword qi was monstrous, like a raging storm wave, sweeping the mountains and forests.

The green giant trees, the tall rocks, and the soft grass all crumbled and turned into powder, and the smell of grass green spread.

At the same time, Baizhang sword light rushed towards Chen Hao, wanting to cut him with a sword.

(End of chapter)

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