(《》 ) (《》) (《》?) Damn, what is the inner demon, how to defeat the inner demon, Wang Hao has no idea, at the moment he is like watching an epic movie, magnificent pictures, brutally killing and poking, and he himself is like sitting in the audience, unable to do anything. Read ""?)

If he really couldn't do anything, it would be fine, but the Crack of the Sky was in his hands, and intuitively, he should do something.

"Xingyu's situation is very dangerous, we must do something, otherwise it will be difficult for her to defeat the demons, in fact, the situation is worse than you think, even if you are a famous master, if there is a demon in the heart, it is also more than lucky, and the chance of success is very small." The little doctor said anxiously, and didn't wait for an answer for a long time, only to find that Wang Hao had also become a statue, and couldn't help but be depressed.

At this moment, Wang Hao was trying hard to control the Shattering Sky Scar, he had already seen clearly that those who were slaughtered were all masters of the Xuanmen, and Sai Duo was like a butcher, constantly swinging his sword, magic weapon, and true yuan, in front of absolute power, it was so ridiculous and vulnerable, but no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain after all, and he watched his companion die.

"A woman's kindness." From the illusion, there was a disdainful sneer from the sword spirit. "Like your current virtue, let alone saving your apprentices, it's good to be able to protect yourself."

In the distance, suddenly a bright red flashed, although he couldn't see anything, subconsciously, Wang Hao decided that it was Xingyu, the world is composed of colors, red, is the color of Xingyu, if it was white, Wang Hao would not hesitate to identify that person was Zhuoyue.

"Are these people preventing themselves from saving people?" In the illusion, it is a world where it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, everything is possible, and the key is that if you do nothing. Xingyu will disappear in front of his eyes, and at this moment, Wang Hao's only belief is to save Xingyu.

The killing continued, and Wang Hao fell into deep thought. He can't control the scar of the sky, and he can't change the killing poke, the only way to change the status quo is to kill all the earthlings, and at that time, the killing poke will end naturally, and the most important reason for making this decision is also to believe that those people are illusions.

Gradually, Wang Hao began to indulge himself. At this time, he completely calmed down and began to pay attention to every dodge, every swing of the sword. The strength, the angle, the seemingly unpretentious slash, the assassination, turned out to be infinitely mysterious. His heart began to flutter with the Crack of the Sky. At first, he was just thinking about it, but later, his thoughts completely merged with the Cracks of the Sky. Including every jump, every swing of the sword, and even the imaginary blood splashes, they are exactly the same. (Literature Reading)

Jump, assassinate. (Literature Reading ""?)

Swish?? A Xuanmen disciple was raised high, and the blood was particularly dazzling in the strong light. The fat man could even feel his weight pass through the flying sword to his arm.

If he still retains a trace of clarity, he can know that at this moment, it is completely his control of the Cracked Sky Trace. Control the killing poke, but unfortunately he has long been unable to extricate himself and is immersed in the boundless killing poke. Each sword was a display of art, a perfect combination of strength and skill, and an intoxicated look appeared on his face.

The kill poke became a habit, a slight shake that dodged the oncoming attack, and bent the knee swung the sword to slash the opponent in two. It was an old man with a white beard and a kind face, but if Wang Hao hesitated a little, the person who was split in half would be himself.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" A hoarse roar reverberates.

When all the people fell at their feet, only a lonely shadow remained, the killing poke finally stopped, only the hissing wind remained, the air was filled with blood, it seemed that there was no opponent, but Wang Hao was still unsatisfied, until now, the battle had not ended, or it had not begun, he had not even seen the shadow of the demon.

"I'm hiding in your body, and you can't help me." The voice came out of his body, and it was extremely weird.

"You are Saiduo, no matter how strong you are, for the sake of the apprentice, I will scrape you off." Wang Hao asked with blood-red eyes.

After waiting for a moment without answering, Wang Hao did not expect an answer, and sneered: "You think that if you hide it in my body, I can't do anything about you?" Others may be helpless against you, since you are my inner demon, you should know that I have a doppelganger. ”

The lonely shadow was forcibly torn in half, Wang Hao broke free from the restraints, and finally saw the other party's face clearly, it was not a race at all, but himself.

Wang Hao couldn't even tell which one was the demon and which one was himself.

Damn, it's all an illusion, this illusion was originally created by the sword spirit, of course, he can play as much as he wants, in the same way, since it is an illusion, Wang Hao can also cast it as he wants, for example, now, he is obviously a doppelganger of water droplets, but he can still use the fire resistance technique.

Time is pressing, Wang Hao is a fourth-level fire-resisting fire as soon as he makes a move, in the past, when he casts a fourth-level fire-resisting fire, the flames are basically out of control, but now, he can easily control it. (Literature Reading) (Literature Reading ""?) The Chaos Fire seemed to be pulled by a huge bellows, twisting and changing shape, like a raging dragon.

No one's fire-resisting attainments can surpass Wang Hao, and no one can ignore the fire of chaos, when the fat man used this hand in the past, it could be said to be invincible, but at this moment it has become an exception.

When the dragon pounced in front of his opponent, he had already turned into a docile kitten, jumping and stopping at his fingertips, as if it were a child's toy.

The other party's eyes were full of disappointment, as if they were looking at a child who was not angry. "You actually attacked me with a fourth-level fire, are you an idiot? Or maybe you're trying to disturb my mind and make me underestimate, if your purpose is to provoke me, congratulations, you've made it! ”

The black dragon came back, and under the fifth-level fire resistance technique, there was no trace of the dragon anymore, only the momentum of devouring heaven and earth, but there was no doubt that it was the legendary dragon. The fury was ten times more furious than at the beginning, and the black and oppressive flames covered everything, making the scorching sun lose its brilliance, and the world seemed to return to the era of chaos.

As the Sword Spirit said, the Inner Demon has all his skills, and they operate better than him, and they can even be said to be perfect. At this moment, Wang Hao couldn't think of any chance of winning, and his figure was instantly submerged in flames.

"It's not cheating. You have already mastered the fifth-level fire resistance technique, but you have abandoned it yourself, maybe you think you can't control it yet, but in fact. You're totally capable of handling it. The fact that I was able to cast a fifth-level fire resistance illustrates this. The voice of the demon came from beyond the black flame.

"Don't be happy too early, your move is finished, I haven't used my strength yet!" Wang Haowu stood strongly, even if he was seized of the opportunity, he still had the ability to protect himself for a moment, and a moment of kung fu was enough for him to launch a fifth-level fire.

The defense became redundant, and the two of them launched a fifth-level fire attack at the same time.

The most fire-resistant, never have to worry about being hurt by fire. Therefore, there is no difference between an early shot and a late shot, and the flames of thick ink color are like substance, entangled in one place. Build a competitive green platform.

This time, Wang Hao unreservedly pushed the Chaos Fire to the fifth level, the extreme he was currently able to achieve, if he hadn't cast it in the illusion, he would have been able to turn the entire mountain peak into scorched earth in a moment. However, the facts are not rosy. He soon discovered that with the same fifth-level fire, he didn't have the upper hand at all. You know, if you are entangled, you don't know if you can break the demons in your heart, and there is no hope of saving Xingyu.

However, in the face of an opponent who is the same as himself, Wang Hao is really helpless, and his sense of powerlessness strikes one after another. You know, he is the creator of the fire control land, so he can fight with the inner demon to a draw, and replace it with the skills he has learned. It will be worse than the inner demons, and it will be even more difficult to pass the level, and it is for this reason that there are very few people who can defeat the inner demons in this way since ancient times.

Everyone is a fire-resistant, it is impossible to be injured by the fire, it is pointless to fight, Wang Haozhi is saving people, he wants to fight quickly, and suddenly gave up the fifth-level fire, waved the scar of the sky and rushed up, whether to die or live happily.

"Knock ......" The scar of splitting the sky touched the bone shield, splashing green sparks, Wang Hao's arm was numb, and half of his body was raised back.

The opponent himself would not let go of this opportunity, swinging his sword to leave a mark on his shoulder, a deep scar that could be seen in the bone. Blood quickly poured out of the wound, staining the clothes blood-red, and I couldn't feel the pain, but the whole arm was a little weak.

Without time to think, the opponent's sword swung in front of him again, and if this sword was slashed, half of the head would be cut off. Fortunately, after the bloody battle, he basically mastered some tricks, and he still held the sword in a hurry.

With a piercing thud, the Skybreaker came out of his hand, spun in a circle in mid-air, and thudged into the stone. Immediately after that, the other party turned around, and the shield waved horizontally, smashing into Wang Hao's chest.

The body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and after landing, Wang Hao immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, I don't know how many bones were broken, and at this moment, his whole body seemed to fall apart.

"Idiot, you created the fire resistance technique, you go all out to use the fire resistance, maybe you can still have a slight chance of winning, who knew that you were so stupid as to compete with me with a sword, it was simply a suicide." After the long sword was taken off, it meant that Wang Hao had lost all the ability to resist, and now he could only be beaten passively, and the other party's attack was a little unscrupulous. The defense was completely abandoned, and the offensive was fierce like a storm.

Wang Hao could only use the ice shield to parry, ignoring the tail, and the situation was extremely embarrassing.

In desperation, Wang Hao heard about the sword spirit's business.

"It seems that you don't have any chance of winning, so I was kind at that time and reminded you that your precious apprentice will soon be unable to hold on, and you still have to hold on."

Wang Hao finally seized the opportunity to pick up the flying sword, spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "Damn, who can get by with this kind of play?" "As he spoke, he was slashed in the back by a sword, and his body was already scarred, and it was no different if he had one more or one less, and it would be more valuable if he could get some information.

"My previous masters, except for the competition, have all defeated the demons, and I said that at that time, the necessary steps to become a master were to go." Sword Spirit said proudly.

Damn, I haven't even rushed to the race, and you can imagine what kind of perverts the owners in front of it are. Wang Hao asked reluctantly: "Are they using the same method as me to overcome the demons?" ”

"Of course not! Challenging your demons in this way is the hardest and the most stupid, what is there to defeat an opponent who is the same as yours and is better than you? It's just stupid. The sword spirit seemed to be talking to himself.

"Damn, why don't you tell me the easy way, the master will refine you immediately after defeating the demons!" It was obvious that he had been tricked, and Wang Hao greeted his mother while being hit by several swords.

Sword Spirit didn't care, and continued: "You confuse the concept, overcoming the inner demon and defeating the inner demon are two completely different things, the method I choose for you is to defeat the inner demon, of course it will be difficult. This method is the hardest, the most stupid, but also the fastest, how long can a fight take? It took my first master sixty years to overcome the demons, and the second master took four hundred years, of course you can choose to work slowly and carefully, for fear that your apprentice will not be able to wait. You must feel helpless and hopeless! I have chosen this way to defeat your demons for another purpose, I want you to know how strong you are and how unfortunate your opponents are, but unfortunately this strength is overshadowed by your weakness and kindness. If you can defeat the demons in my way, there will be a leap in ability and mentality, and it doesn't matter if you fail, I won't let you die, but your apprentice will die. ”

When the two beasts met together, the skill became no longer important, and Wang Hao began to leave marks on the other party, but the price he suffered was much heavier than the other party, and he was always weaker in the use of the sword.

Even the strongest ice shield could not be wreaked out, and died in the blow of the storm, and then Wang Hao faced the long sword with a smile on his face.

The picture suddenly became very slow, the long sword sank into the chest inch by inch, fluttering, blood splashed, the sword pierced through the chest twice, and the moment the doppelganger disappeared, the illusion also collapsed.

Once again, there was only a lone figure left in the illusion, and after a pause, he suddenly roared hoarsely.

"Star ......" (""?") (《》)

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