Chapter Seventy-Five: Mu Hao's Three Divine Powers

After this stroke was made, Mu Hao's hair was windless, the ghosts and shadows in his eyes were intertwined, and the entire resentful spirit world was instantly quiet.

At this moment, there was no whining sound of the resentful spirit, and even the movements of the resentful spirit remained the same as before, and the entire resentful spirit world seemed to be still.

After a moment, it was back to the original situation, but this world of resentful spirits was not the same as before.

In this world, there are thousands of ghosts and shadows intertwined, and the thoughts of respecting Mu Hao are fighting against the thousands of resentful spirits, and many resentful spirits are directly shattered and turned into nothingness.

Not only that, this stroke broke the original pattern of the resentful spirit world, and ghosts appeared in many places, competing for space with the resentful spirit.

Xiao Jiao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and rushed out of the layers of encirclement, roaring angrily, and the giant tail swept away, and countless resentful spirits turned into nothingness.

"This technique, it's not enough" Mu Hao observed silently, even if this can contain some resentful spirits, it is still not enough, in this world, there are too many resentful spirits.

Mu Hao shook his head, seeing that Xiao Jiao still fell into the disadvantage even with the help of ghosts, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.

This time, Mu Hao's body was not chanting in the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, but the sound of thousands of ghosts howling, and the light around him had dimmed to the extreme, faintly gloomy.

There was still not half a resentful spirit rushing over within Mu Hao's hundred zhang, just because, Xiao Jiao was in front of him, although he couldn't resist it, he still didn't let a resentful spirit rush to Mu Hao's side.

Although with the help of the ghost, Xiao Jiao is much better than before, but the ghost shadow has also dissipated a lot, but the resentful spirit has only eliminated those who are weak, and those who are strong are still here.

At this time, Xiao Jiao had already expanded his body to his limit, running the power of purification and thunder, and every attack could repel the resentful spirits, especially the ten spiritual resentful spirits, which were extremely difficult.

"Boom"

Xiao Jiao is still invincible, in the face of the ten spiritual resentful spirits, it has already been seriously injured, its body is full of life, its eyes are a little confused, when it is about to fall, thinking of the phantom on the altar, it rushed up again.

After a long time, Mu Hao opened his eyes, and as he opened his eyes, the light between heaven and earth was sharply weak, and Mu Hao's body seemed to have a continent phantom, to be precise, it was like a hell, and that hell was called Yama.

Mu Hao's heart was surging, and he picked up the Fengtian pen for the second time, and lightly stroked it on his chest, the movement seemed to be very slow, but he completed the stroke in an instant.

"One stroke, all kinds of ghosts..."

Mu Hao let out a low snort, and the pen was completed, and suddenly, the space of the entire resentful spirit world was distorted, and countless resentful spirits wailed, and the whining sound continued to echo.

After Mu Hao waved a stroke, the entire resentful spirit world became a little illusory, in this world, a continent appeared, but the continent was red, and an eerie color permeated it.

On the continent, countless ghosts roared, carrying Mu Hao's anger, rushing towards the endless resentful spirits.

For a while, ghosts and resentful spirits were fighting each other, but Mu Hao didn't care about all this, what he cared about was a beast shadow filled with dead air in front of the altar.

Mu Hao's eyes crossed two lines of tears, and the white-haired man turned into a ruthless and cold face, and he felt heart-wrenching for the first time.

Mu Hao didn't roar, and there wasn't even a trace of fluctuation around him, he just looked at the little Jiao who was covered in bruises and full of life.

"Xiao Jiao, we, we can go out" Mu Hao looked at Xiao Jiao and said softly, but Xiao Jiao was no longer able to answer him.

Mu Hao looked up at those resentful spirits, and an endless anger spread all over his body, and the killing intent in his body had been strong to the extreme in history.

Mu Hao picked up the Heaven Sealing Pen and slashed towards the void.

"One stroke, eternal burial of Yama"

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and in that hell, countless cracks spread, and thousands of thunders poured out, and countless ghosts continued to be born from the cracks, rushing towards the resentful spirits.

A huge tombstone fell from the sky, on the tombstone, countless runes flickered, and a breath of heaven and earth was about to be shocked, as if, as long as Mu Hao wanted to perish that day, this tombstone could be buried in the sky.

The Fengtian Pen in Mu Hao's hand suddenly emitted a strong fluctuation, and after the fluctuation was strong to the extreme, a phantom figure of a person in a yellow robe appeared, and after glancing at Mu Hao, he looked at the resentful spirit world and gently brushed his sleeves.

With that flick of his sleeves, with the altar as the center, an extremely rich golden light spread, instantly covering the entire resentful spirit world, and in this golden light world, there is not a single resentful spirit.

A golden light fell, bathing Xiao Jiao, Xiao Jiao's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the dead qi in his body was cleared.

Mu Hao found that Xiao Jiao's strength had grown a little, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, sincerely happy for it.

The phantom of the Fu Emperor slowly disappeared, Mu Hao looked up, his eyes were misty, and he faintly saw a huge spirit array, the spirit array could not be seen, as if covering the whole world, and above the spirit array, there seemed to be a layer floating on it, exuding a supreme majesty.........

In front of Mu Hao, a spatial gap opened, and Mu Hao knew that it was the outside of the green furnace.

Xiao Jiao changed back into a human form, Mu Hao smiled, he wanted to take back the Fengtian Pen to the ring, but he couldn't get it back, so he could only take it back into his body and let it come to mind......

Mu Hao took his little hand and stepped out towards the space gap.

The two of them appeared again, that is, in the oasis, next to the green furnace, Mu Hao looked at the boundless oasis, and the depression in his heart was suddenly gone.

"Senior brother, you're out..."I don't know when, Ruthless appeared next to him, and his words were neither slow nor slow.

Mu Hao looked at the slender figure, his eyes were extremely complicated, it was she who brought Mu Hao to the Jedi, and it was she who made Mu Hao obtain the supreme inheritance.

"Senior sister, there's nothing wrong, I want to go back" Mu Hao pulled Xiao Jiao and prepared to leave.

looked at Mu Hao ruthlessly, and even looked at the lotus flower on Mu Hao's forehead, sighed lightly, and said to Mu Hao, "How did you get poisoned?"

Mu Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and after a little contemplation, he said, "This was poisoned in the middle of the mission, this poison was just a drop of liquid at that time, Elder Han said that this poison is called Blood Soul, if I don't heal it, I only have three years to live."

Mu Hao's heart flickered, as her only junior brother, maybe Ruthless would have a way to detoxify.

Ruthlessly turned around, sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "This poison is not a blood soul, but a poison above the blood soul, called blood burial, this poison, I can't do anything"

Mu Hao was stunned at that time, although he didn't have much hope, but after hearing it, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

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