Han Yunhao still dealt with it calmly, and used a thousand illusions to confuse the monster. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It is true that the Iron Demon cannot distinguish its true body, but it has strong stamina, constantly hunting and impacting, knocking down the phantom and dissipating it.

"Twenty breaths!"

Han Yunhao judged the time of the secret buffer, and after the test was completed, he no longer left his hand, and killed the monster with three punches.

The passage remained as it was, and Lu Yunfeng firmly controlled the rhythm of the battle on the other end. Han Yunhao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this can be regarded as a flaw in the trial. Before the last monster is destroyed, the next round of monsters will not appear, so that there is a buffer time, and the cultivation can be slowly recovered.

"Whew!"

A hundred breaths of time passed, and the ironclad demon howled, and the horns on his head swelled up like a gas-filled skin, and then broke and shot towards Lu Yunfeng's face.

Han Yunhao next to him reacted quickly, and a meteor punch knocked the horns away, turning into powder in the air.

Lu Yunfeng's face was pale, and she stabbed with hatred and anger, but the body of the Iron Armor Demon had shrunk and shriveled, and there was no breath of life.

Summing up the experience, Han Yunhao saw the clue and instructed: "When the time comes, the Iron Armor Demon will transfer all the strength of his body to the horns, and suddenly launch it, killing people. ”

Lu Yunfeng let out a long breath and nodded with palpitations.

Next, the four-headed ironclad demon roared, and Han Yunhao stood still in place. When they come within a kilometer of their body, they perform the Cone of God attack. The three-headed monster's head burst, and it didn't have time to scream, and it was planted to the ground.

The sea of consciousness in his mind slowly expanded, and after he killed the first monster, he noticed a change in his consciousness, and he didn't know where the reason was. Now that he has come to his senses, killing the Iron Armor Demon can increase the capacity of his divine consciousness and improve his cultivation.

"Low mental defense?"

Lu Yunfeng just entangled the remaining one. Seeing that Han Yunhao had killed the Iron Armor Demon without making a move, he asked excitedly.

Han Yunhao nodded and said, "Killing monsters can transform cultivation into divine consciousness, allowing the passer to continue to move forward." However, I feel that this situation is only temporary, and after exiting the labyrinth, everyone's cultivation will regress to the original level. ”

"That's not bad, get back to it soon, I'm worried about the people in the stockade. Lu Yunfeng didn't care, and wanted to get out of trouble as soon as possible. She suggested that Han Yunhao perform the final blow and gain benefits, so that his strength would be strengthened and he would be able to pass the level quickly.

One Iron Demon has sixty breaths, and two Iron Armor Demons have one hundred and twenty breaths,...... , 16 Iron Armor Demons 960 breaths, 32 Iron Armor Demons 960 breaths,...... One hundred and twenty-eight ironclad demons with nine hundred and sixty breaths,......

Looking at the black and overwhelming ironclad demon, both of them were exhausted. Han Yunhao calculated the time, still disrupting the designer's arrangement. When dealing with the fifth wave of ironclad demons, I thought that I could continue to extend the time. Unexpectedly, all the Iron Armor Demons after the sixth wave appeared at nine hundred and sixty breaths.

After the horns were shot, there was a large-scale savage collision, which caught the two off guard. Han Yunhao could only mobilize all the divine consciousness of Zhihai and borrow the Divine Thorn to stabilize the battle situation.

This was already the last wave, and more than two hundred ironclad demons blocked the passage tightly. Lu Yunfeng was injured and passed out in a coma. Han Yunhao's body was full of blood, some were ironclad demons, and some were his own. He stood proudly, his eyes closed, and he entered a state of awakening, and every time he threw a punch, it was a meteorite fist, sending a large group of ironclad demons flying back.

"Divine Thorn, Star Breaking Fist, Star Breaking Fist, God Piercing Thorn. He muttered to himself, trying to combine a divine attack with the most powerful punches. The Divine Thorn shrinks into a filament, and the fist attaches to it to increase penetration.

He opened his eyes from his realization, and the clear divine light was like starlight illuminating the passage, and the attack of the Iron Armor Demon was slowed down.

"Broken Thorn!"

After shouting the name of the move, squat down with both legs, bend one arm into a ring, and close the two fists before pushing. The entire space buzzed, and invisible filamentous divine consciousness filled the passage, penetrating into the minds of hundreds of ironclad demons, causing them to die with headshots.

The spiritual power condensed into a liquid and bubbled down, he endured the soreness in his mind, and swung his fist again, venting the surging cultivation in his body. Although the ironclad demons have no individual consciousness, the instinct of the creatures to seek advantage and avoid harm still causes them to riot, squeezing and biting and retreating. But the space is small, and there is nowhere to escape.

"Fist Town Quartet!"

The fist intent shrouded the remaining ironclad demon like a shield from the sky, shattering the flesh and blood inside its body into granules, and its outer fur was still intact. Han Yunhao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sat down to absorb the divine consciousness and cultivation that had been poured in.

The muscles contracted one after another, and the face turned red and white, white and red, and repeated dozens of times. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood before he could control his body. With a gentle tap of the palm of his hand, there was a flutter above the passage, and a lot of sand and gravel fell. Nodding with satisfaction, the temporarily accumulated strength in his body was close to the peak of the original master, and it would not be weaker than Hu Yanmeng and the others.

Although there was no trace of original qi in his body, Han Yunhao firmly believed that the original master level could not pose a threat to him, and with the knowledge of the sea in his mind, he could still win the battle. He picked up Lu Yunfeng on his back, intending to walk through the bloody passage and go to the next floor.

The mutation protruded, and the accumulated ironclad demons made the wind roll up, combining into a black bull of more than ten feet. The black bull "moo" screamed and stepped towards Han Yunhao, and the two cold and shining black iron horns swept towards Han Yunhao, intending to pierce his head.

Seeing that it was coming in a hurry, Han Yunhao was in a hurry, and threw the Xuantie Sword in his hand with all his might, and it actually pierced the neck of the black bull.

He quickly put down Lu Yunfeng, stepped on the wall behind him, and his body flew into the air. The fists alternately smashed into the hilt of the sword, causing the wound to quickly widen. The Black Bull's defense is not as good as that of the Iron Armor Demon, the blood is pouring out, and the small half of the head is about to be cut off.

It let out an earth-shattering scream, opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of fragrant air, pouring it towards Han Yunhao's head. Feeling the strong wind of Xuan Qi, Han Yunhao avoided the vital part and only hit his left shoulder. He took advantage of his strength to pull out the Xuantie sword, slashed downward, and jumped back to the same place.

The head of the black bull was crumbling, and the initial confrontation was carried out, and it suffered heavy losses. It is also a wise creature and does not dare to step forward easily. Han Yunhao fell a large piece of flesh and blood from his shoulder, but fortunately, the Xuantian Nine Yin Rope blocked the airflow from going further, otherwise his left arm would be useless. One person, one cow, big eyes and small eyes, stalemate and confrontation.

"Could it be that this guy is a legendary monster, and that air flow is sprayed out by Neidan?" Han Yunhao was very jealous of the air flow, and after thinking for a while, he made a preliminary judgment. He caught a glimpse of the black bull's bleeding wound slowly scabbing over, worried that it would change later, and transformed a long cone-shaped divine sense in his mind to attack the other party.

The fur on the black bull's head stood up, making the attack dizzy, watching the Star Breaking Fist descend at a rapid pace, trying to dodge but unable to mobilize his body. This move widened the crack in the neck and broke the bull's head entirely. The sad black bull has not yet shown his true strength, so he is dying.