When Chen Hao heard this and saw this scene, the corners of his mouth smirked, and the killing intent was raging.

His cultivation, the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, can crush the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the peak of the Jindan, not to mention three, even if there are thirty, it is impossible to carry this punch.

With this punch, one person is dead, and a hundred people are still dead!

Rumble!

When the voice of the cultivator with the Venus embroidered on his chest cried for help fell, his fist smashed directly on the emerald green bamboo flute, as if it were devastating, directly crushing it into green powder and sprinkling it in the air.

This scene directly frightened the Venus cultivator.

At the same time, when the cultivator beside him who had the moon and chen embroidered on his chest saw it, he was also terrified and filled all his pupils, and a feeling of imminent danger shrouded directly from the top of his head.

Chen Hao's horror was beyond their imagination, and it was completely different from the information they got some time ago, as if suddenly, he became a god overnight and could not be resisted.

But in the panic, the two of them had to make a move, because if they didn't help the cultivator with the gold star embroidered on his chest, the two of them were not Chen Hao's opponents.

Suddenly, one of them was holding a chessboard in his hand, with a black and white layout on it, and under a shock, the black and white flew out, with a murderous aura, and blasted into the fist.

The other person held a golden brush in his hand, and quickly drew a mountain in the air, which was solidified in an instant, and fell towards his fist.

However, these attacks are somewhat powerful compared to other Jindan peaks, and in front of the fist, they are like local chickens and dogs, vulnerable to attack.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Two roars in a row, in no particular order, sounded in front of the fist.

The black and white chess pieces became dust, and the mountains drawn became nothingness after crumbling.

And the fist was still the same, and when it smashed down on the Venus cultivator, it directly shattered it, directly turning it into a cloud of blood mist, which dispersed in the air.

After the two cultivators with Yue Hechen embroidered on their chests saw this scene, they were completely frightened and couldn't help themselves, Chen Hao's figure was as insurmountable as a mountain in their hearts.

Suddenly, they subconsciously made a decision, turned around and ran, what bullshit garrison mission, how can their lives matter.

But at this moment, Chen Hao turned his head and saw that the two of them were fleeing in two directions, and after sneering, he raised his palm and shook it in the air towards one of them.

This is a gravitational technique, an ordinary spell during the Qi refining period, but in the hands of Chen Hao, who was at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, it exerted unimaginable power.

In an instant, the running figure stopped, as if being kneaded wantonly by an invisible big hand, his cheeks were swollen and bloodshot, his whole body was rapidly deformed, and there was a clicking sound of bone cracking, which kept appearing.

In the end, there was a bang, and it directly turned into blood mist and dissipated in the mountains and forests.

As soon as this method was done, another Jin Dan Peak also turned into a blood mist under the gravitational technique.

Killing three people in a row, Chen Hao was indifferent, his body shook, and he walked towards the gate of Tongtian City.

This is the West City Gate, where hundreds of guards armed with spears are stationed, and these guards are composed of forces from all over the world, and they are all in the early realm of Jindan, which shows the importance that Beixing, Nanchen, Xiyue and Yama Realm attach to this place.

The moment Chen Hao appeared, these guards saw it, and they were just about to rush over with a spear shouting.

But the moment they opened their mouths, Chen Hao's palm was raised and pressed forward.

Call!

The wind rose, and there were ripples of energy centered on Chen Hao's palm, expanding like lightning.

When these energy ripples touched the hundreds of guards.

Bang bang bang!

When a series of explosions rang out, the bodies of all the guards collapsed and turned into clouds of blood at the gates.

In just one breath, these guards were all crushed by Chen Hao's palm, and they were terrifying.

Chen Hao's face was calm, his body speed did not decrease at all, and he rushed directly into the city from the city gate.

At the same time, in the sky, Qin Dongyang and Ghost Heart struck each other, and when blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his body retreated a thousand meters, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Hao turn into a black shadow and rush into the city.

Suddenly, his pale face breathed a long sigh of relief, and he seemed satisfied.

However, such an expression fell in the eyes of the ghost heart, which made the ghost heart also slant at the corner of his eyes, and when he saw Chen Hao, who only left a shadow at the city gate, he sneered.

"Qin Dongyang, just a young man in the early stage, even if he rushes into Tongtian City, how can he make you feel relieved, it really makes the old man want to look up to the sky and laugh!"

With a sinister smile in his eyes, Ghost Xin looked at Qin Dongyang with a look of contempt, as if he didn't care about Chen Hao's entry into the city, and didn't seem to be worried about Chen Hao's cultivation at the peak of his infancy.

Something is wrong!

Qin Dongyang was stunned suddenly, stared at the ghost heart, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, so that the old man can see that you are depressed. ”

The ghost heart smiled, glanced at Qin Dongyang, and said in a treacherous voice: "In that Heavenly City, there is still a mid-Yuan Infant Supreme in my Yama Realm waiting, and he didn't make a move, otherwise, how could you let Qin Dongyang be free until now, but at this moment, let this kid in the early stage of Yuan Infant automatically send it to the door, and it can only be said that creation! Haha......"

At the end of the words, he actually looked up to the sky and laughed, he was really happy in his heart, Qin Dongyang's calculation actually fell into their net pockets, and he could only say one word...... Refreshing!

After Qin Dongyang heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and in a hurry, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, his face became even paler, his body turned, and when he took a step, he wanted to rush towards Tongtian City, stop Chen Hao, and take him out.

However, before he could take a step, Ghost Xiu blocked the way with a surging black mist, and in the cruel smile, his heart was full of banter.

"If you want to save it, have you asked the old man?"

The ghost heart blinked his green eyes, and he had the feeling of laughing heartily in his heart, especially at this moment, looking at Qin Dongyang's dark face, the pleasure hit the nerve endings vigorously.

"Get out of the way!"

Qin Dongyang looked at the smug ghost heart in front of him, the killing intent burst out in his eyes, and after roaring angrily, the purple long sword in his hand slashed out.

However, in the midst of the ghost cultivator's laughter, the soul chain was thrown out and directly blocked, after all, the cultivation of the two was comparable, not to mention that Qin Dongyang was also injured.

After several attacks in a row, Qin Dongyang couldn't shake off the entanglement of the ghost heart.

Finally, with a long sigh, he glanced at the direction of Tongtian City, and could only pray that Chen Hao would not fall because of this mistake!

......

Chen Hao's body was like electricity, galloping in the city, as long as he saw it, he raised his hand and directly crushed it to death.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the Tongtian Divine Tree, the golden divine tree, exuding a vast aura, and the emerald leaves were like jade.

Around Shenmu, there were Jindan late stage guards with spears in their hands, who surrounded Shenmu for a week, with the tip of the spear facing outward, maintaining an attack posture at all times.

And not far from the Divine Tree, there was a cultivator in a black shirt and his body shrouded in black mist, exuding a forest chill, sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a rock, closing his eyes and recuperating.

(End of chapter)