"Qinglian Sword Song!"

As the shouts in Ying Hao's heart fell, the energy above this desolate wilderness suddenly began to become unstable, and countless visible energy, as if it had been pulled by the naked eye, was frantically poured into the Dragon Yin Sword in Ying Hao's hand.

And with the crazy infusion of energy, the power released on the Dragon Yin Sword is also getting stronger and stronger, and the looming dragon-shaped lines on the sword body are also emitting dazzling light at this moment.

Ying Hao stared at Zhao Xinyun who was coming towards him, and the dragon sword in his hand, which was already shining with bright light, slashed through the void with terrifying might, and then stabbed out at Zhao Xinyun who was full of shock in front of him.

Where the sword body passed, from a distance, the space seemed to be torn apart, becoming illusory.

Looking at such a terrifying attack, Zhao Xinyun's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, such a terrifying power can only be released if it reaches the Silver Monk at least, why can this kid in front of him also release such a terrifying attack.

The shock in his heart flashed, Zhao Xinyun didn't have time to think about this problem at all, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the rich white spiritual power was attached to the tip of the gun, as if a white energy film was attached to the tip of the gun.

"Silver Spear Wings!"

Taking a deep breath, the spear in Zhao Xinyun's hand suddenly danced wildly, and pale white gun shadows continued to emerge behind him, looking as if a pair of huge wings had formed behind him.

And this pair of wings, which were composed of several spear shadows, also flapped towards Ying Hao in an instant, however, Ying Hao's speed was obviously faster than that of Zhao Xinyun, and in just a blink of an eye, the dragon sword in Ying Hao's hand stabbed the wing.

The two huge energy streams collided together in an instant, emitting a burst of dazzling light, and a powerful energy storm immediately spread out in all directions, stirring up bursts of sand and dust.

Rumble...

The powerful energy storm gradually dissipated, and the sand and dust in the sky slowly fell, however, Zhao Xinyun's eyes were staring at the figure in front of him.

The huge wings composed of several white spear shadows collided with the long sword in Ying Hao's hand, and Zhao Xinyun couldn't believe that his strongest move was actually caught by Ying Hao.

Looking at Ying Hao, who had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Xinyun was shocked in his heart, and his figure couldn't help but take a step back.

"Impossible, you're just a bronze monk, how can you catch my attack!"

"Hmph, that's what your two brothers said before they died. ”

With a sneer, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone on the Dragon Yin Sword in Ying Hao's hand, and a powerful golden spiritual power slowly lingered on the sword body.

"You can ask them. ”

Immediately, a steady stream of pale golden spiritual power appeared on Ying Hao's body, and when Zhao Xinyun saw the golden spiritual power, the shock in his eyes had been replaced by horror.

His tone revealed fear and despair, and his figure began to slowly take a few steps back.

"Gold, golden spiritual power?"

Ying Hao looked coldly at Zhao Xinyun, who was full of fear in his eyes, and chuckled.

"Hehe, it seems that you also know the golden spiritual power, so you have to die even more!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful force erupted from Ying Hao's body, and the dragon yin sword flashed with a faint golden light, and the wings composed of several white gun shadows, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, exploded into countless tiny points of light in Zhao Xinyun's frightened eyes.

Without the blocking of the wings, the dragon sword in Ying Hao's hand stabbed directly towards Zhao Xinyun like a broken bamboo, and a cold light flashed, and a deep scar appeared on Zhao Xinyun's chest.

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Zhao Xinyun couldn't help but take a few steps back, however, Ying Hao didn't give him a chance to breathe, his body burst out again, and another cold light flashed.

On the bleak wilderness, a cold light flashed, and finally formed a blooming green lotus, Ying Hao's figure stopped in front of Zhao Xinyun, looked at the figure full of despair in his eyes, and gently spit out a word.

"Broken!"

As Ying Hao's voice fell, Zhao Xinyun's body instantly spewed out several pillars of blood, looking from a distance, it was like a blood lotus, bewitching and full of death.

The despair in Zhao Xinyun's eyes gradually dissipated, and the godless eyes announced his death, and the vitality dissipated, and finally fell in a pool of blood.

Looking at Zhao Xinyun's corpse, Ying Hao's face also showed a smile, but because it was the first time to mobilize such a rich spiritual power, he was a little unbearable.

The dragon sword in his hand fell to the ground before he could take it back, and his weak body finally couldn't support it and slowly fell, and his eyes were slowly closed.

In the end, he only saw a black figure running towards him from the Black Rock Valley not far away, and then he also showed a smile.

......

In the sleeping darkness, Ying Hao felt as if his whole body was soaked in warm water, and a stream of warm and peaceful energy penetrated from the countless pores of his body and flowed quietly in his body.

Where the energy passed, the meridians that had been slightly damaged due to the forcible use of so much spiritual power were slowly being repaired.

After repairing the meridians and muscles to a normal state, the gentle energy flowing in the body is wandering among the limbs and bones, and finally poured into the dantian.

With this sudden energy, Ying Hao's consciousness instantly came to the consciousness space, looking at the five stars suspended above his head, the corners of Ying Hao's mouth were frivolous, and then he hung cross-legged in the consciousness space.

Ying Hao worked hard to mobilize all his spiritual power and condensed towards the location of the sixth star, the "Weizhong Acupoint", which was located at the midpoint of a horizontal stripe on the back of the knee joint.

And as a trace of golden spiritual power slowly condensed in the Weizhong acupoint, those spiritual powers floating around in the consciousness space seemed to be being pulled and swarming towards the Weizhong acupoint.

With the influx of these spiritual powers, the golden point of light on the Weizhong acupoint became more and more obvious, and as time passed, that golden point of light began to reveal the appearance of a five-pointed star.

With the appearance of the five-pointed star, the golden spiritual power scattered near the Weizhong acupoint also slowed down the speed of condensation, as if a gentle stream of water was pouring into the five-pointed star.

Such a slow condensation, Ying Hao didn't know how long it lasted, when the last trace of golden spiritual power near the Weizhong acupoint was completely condensed into the five-pointed star, a powerful energy burst out instantly, and he saw the sixth star quietly suspended in the consciousness space.

Ying Hao's consciousness also recovered, his eyes opened dimly, and he was introduced to a spacious room, and he moved his numb body slightly, and then he realized that he was soaking in a wooden barrel.

"What is this place?"

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Ying Hao muttered softly, and then a figure suddenly walked in outside the door not far away, and this figure saw Ying Hao wake up, and exclaimed happily, and hurriedly turned around and ran out of the room.

"Dad, Ying Hao is awake, Ying Hao is awake!"