Chapter 785: Yin Netherworld Ghost Dragon
The power of the spear was earth-shattering, and where it crossed, the void vibrated and rippled layer by layer, which was extremely extraordinary.
This spear condensed the strength of his mid-stage foundation building peak, and in the face of ordinary mid-foundation building cultivators, it was enough to penetrate with one spear and make his soul fly away.
"Shattered!"
Chen Hao's face was cold, his eyes were shining, and when he saw the rapid shot, he instantly saw the pitch-black spear ten meters in front of him, grabbed the Heavenly Thunder Sword in his palm, and slashed it down.
The five-zhang long Heavenly Thunder Sword and Sword contains the way of space, which is too monstrous, drawing an arc from the headspace, slashing downward, and where it passes, the void is shattered and the light swallows it.
"Boom!"
The five-zhang sword slashed down and slashed on the pitch-black spear, and the monstrous roar sounded in an instant, and the terrifying energy fluctuations, centered on the slashing point, surged in all directions.
This time, the overflowing energy was even more terrifying than just now.
Within a radius of a kilometer, all the trees in the forest were shattered and turned into sawdust, and the ground was as if it had been scraped, revealing the moist soil underground.
"Ahh
"No!"
......
The ghost cultivators of the Qi refining period who stood like a crescent moon, some of them were weak in cultivation, and under the cover of the terrifying overflowing energy, they couldn't resist, and their whole bodies collapsed, even the soul in the braincase just wanted to escape, but they were also bombarded into nothingness by the overflowing energy.
The cultivation of Chen Hao and the others is much higher than these ghost cultivators in the Qi refining period, and they can only harm the pond fish, but Chen Hao is happy to see that after all, the dead are all ghost cultivators, his great enemies.
"Click!"
In the wave of energy, on the body of the pitch-black spear, above the five-zhang sword, all of a sudden, there was a cracking sound, which was so clear that the blue feather ghost cultivator couldn't help but be stunned and a little surprised.
The spear of his peak strength in the middle stage of foundation building, although it was a little short compared to Chen Hao's five-zhang sword, it was a genuine peak strength in the middle stage of foundation building, and it actually shattered together in the bombardment.
However, he was not surprised at all, and the spear attack was only a small means.
"Titicaca!"
The sound of shattering became more and more obvious, and one after another fine cracks continued to spread along the place where the two struck, densely covered with spears and five-zhang swords.
In the end, in the midst of two thuds, the five-zhang sword and the pitch-black spear all shattered, turning into pieces of terrifying energy, floating from the air and scattering in all directions like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
......
The terrifying fragment energy, too crazy, too powerful, fell to the ground, blasted out deep pits, tons and tons of dirt, was thrown into the sky, and within a radius of a thousand meters, the dirt was sprinkled like rain.
Meanwhile.
Chen Hao saw the sword shattering, his face was cold, and he didn't say a word. A little void suddenly appeared under his feet, and he retreated a distance behind him, separated from the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator by a hundred meters.
The sword just now, if it weren't for the Dao of Space, if it wasn't for the spatial crack, which constantly devoured the energy on the spear, then, in the competition of pure strength, although his sword was big, it was not as good as the pitch-black spear.
'He has the advantage of cultivation, I have the way of space, I may not have the strength to fight, I am in a hurry to kill it, it is better to hone my way of space, so that it can be perfectly integrated with martial arts spells. ’
Chen Hao's eyes flashed and he made a decision. After all, it's hard to find an opponent at hand, so find one, just to hone.
Immediately, he was high-spirited, twisted his neck, grabbed the Heavenly Thunder Sword, and his toes were a little void, and he rushed towards the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator again.
"The sword is vaporized. ”
"Shadow Sword!"
"Nine Turns Xuanji Sword!"
"Heavenly Slash Axe Sword!"
"Heavenly Heart Palm!"
"Tianxuan Finger!"
Obtained from the jade pendant of the Chen family, the martial arts spells created by Chen Xuan's ancestor, Chen Hao cast them one by one, and every time he casts them, he must cooperate with the way of space, and the battle with the blue feather ghost cultivator is tied, and they are helpless against each other.
"Ahhh Boy, you've me off completely!"
The green light in the eyes of the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator was agitated, full of angry aura.
He really didn't expect that Chen Hao would be so resilient, attacking repeatedly, and he couldn't bombard him, and, looking at the situation, Chen Hao actually used him as a sparring partner, running in Dao martial arts, which was really hateful.
Suddenly, he raised his hands and waved quickly, and the black smoke and ghost qi around his body were all driven by his hands, gathering and condensing towards the void in front of him, and a huge, pitch-black, closed-eyed dragon head slowly appeared, revealing a hideous and terrifying power.
Then the dragon body, and finally the dragon tail.
"Netherworld Ghost Dragon!"
Blue Feather Ghost Xiu glanced at Chen Hao, and the corners of his mouth smirked.
This Netherworld Ghost Dragon, a hatchling he captured in the Yama Realm, fed with his own black smoke ghost qi, was his last and most powerful means of attack.
In normal times, it fuses with its own black smoke and ghostly energy, and outsiders can't see the slightest at all.
Now, he has gathered all his cultivation and released it, if Chen Hao can take it, he thinks he is unlucky, he can only be slaughtered, if Chen Hao can't take it, hehe, he can only be devoured by the Yin Netherworld Ghost Dragon and completely disappear in the world.
Chen Hao's eyes condensed and looked at the Yin Netherworld Ghost Dragon of the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator. This Netherworld Ghost Dragon gave him a deep sense of danger, and he estimated in his heart that even his spatial path, even his martial arts spells, I am afraid that he would not be able to kill it.
"It seems that it's time to use the Eye of Torture!"
He took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword disappeared into the space of the Dragon Ring, and then, his right arm was raised.
At the same time.
The Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator faced the Yin Ghost Dragon in front of him, pushed his hands violently, and shouted arrogantly: "Ghost Dragon, devour this living person in front of me!"
"Roar!"
The Yin Ghost Dragon seemed to respond, looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly opened its eyes, like a lantern-sized dragon's eye, spewing out monstrous green rays, like two huge lasers, giving people a shocking and terrifying feeling.
It suddenly moved, and from the front of the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator, it soared into the air, taking away all the black smoke and ghost qi of the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator, so that the whole body of the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator was full of white bones, and only in the skull, there was a green soul light.
This time, the Blue Feather Ghost Cultivator is really ruthless.
"Roar!"
The Yin Ghost Dragon hovered high in the sky, its eyes open and closed, and its gaze fell on Chen Hao.
Suddenly, it roared, moved from stillness, turned into a black light, and shot towards Chen Hao.
The huge body is like a majestic mountain, but it is very flexible, under this movement, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, enveloping Chen Hao.
"Eye of the Heavens, come out!"
Chen Hao looked at the sky, his eyes were full of cold light, and the palm of his right hand slammed into it, and the Eye of Punishment Heaven hanging on his wrist like a string of small leaf red sandalwood beads instantly broke away from his wrist and fell into the air.
On top of the string of beads, all the beads merge like lightning and finally become one.
This one, blood red, exudes a blazing red light.