Chapter 37: The Battle of the Wasteland

Chu Hao's face was ugly, this was a Jiaohu beast, with a trace of the blood of the primeval spirit Jiao, and it was colorful, but the king pattern on his forehead was in the shape of a dragon.

This fierce beast is very powerful, once it grows up, it has the magical power of the primeval spirit Jiao, it can definitely run rampant, and no one dares to provoke it.

"Alas, not long after I came out, I met Jiaohu, it's really dangerous here!" Chu Hao's eyes were vigilant.

He knew that the Beichen Continent was very vast, with countless barren forests and dangerous lands, from ancient times to the present, it was a sparsely populated place, a paradise for fierce beasts.

But after just one step, I ran into a tiger beast, which was really depressing.

If it weren't for the Jiaohu beast in front of him who had only reached the realm of knowledge, it was similar to himself, and he would definitely turn his head and run.

"Roar......

The Jiaohu beast roared wildly and rushed towards Chu Hao, its bloody mouth opened, the smell of fish was tangy, and its teeth were as sharp as knives.

"Kill!"

Chu Hao also drank coldly, without showing any timidity, the battle intent in his eyes burned, the blood in his whole body boiled, and the black hair shawl was raised back, making an offensive posture.

He has only just learned the trick for a short time, whether it is for this realm or the divine pattern, the comprehension is not enough, and it needs to be tested by various actual battles.

Facing the Jiaohu who rushed over, Chu Hao's eyes were cold, his temperament became sharp and domineering, and his hands flew like an eagle flying in the sky, not retreating, but advancing, hitting the head of the Jiaohu.

Jiaohu leaped, very flexible, dodging Chu Hao's attack, flicking his pitch-black tail, like waving a steel whip, sweeping towards Chu Hao, and hunting in the wind.

"Bang!"

Chu Hao turned his palm into a knife and hit it with the tiger's tail, like a gold and stone exchange, with a sonorous sound, sparks burst out, splashing in all directions.

He integrated the iron-blooded battle seal into his fist technique, and his body was surrounded by firelight, like a fire god, flexible and agile, and his speed was like the wind, fighting with Jiaohu.

"Roar—"

Jiaohu roared wildly, the sound wave swept away, and there was a faint majesty of the primeval spirit Jiao, which suppressed Chu Hao, and then quickly slaughtered, the claws flashed cold light, and grabbed Chu Hao's neck.

"Kill!"

Chu Hao burst into a shout, did not retreat but advanced, his blood and qi were condensed, and the iron-blooded battle seal turned into a rainbow cloud disk on his fist, which was mighty, and he blasted towards Jiaohu with a punch.

This is a combination of the Red Tide and the War Paint, the War Paint is in the name of war, and the Red Tide is also full of boundless destruction and killing, and the two complement each other.

The tiger's claws collided with the fist, and with a "boom", a violent explosion sounded out, and a powerful force swept across the spot, and the surrounding ancient wood vines broke inch by inch, exploding into debris.

"Oooo

Chu Hao was also rushed back a few steps by the powerful force, stepping on the ground, imprinting deep pits and cracks all around.

However, he was not injured, but the fighting spirit in his heart became higher and higher, surging and surging, like an endless sea, deep and remote, combined with the furnace of heaven and earth, as powerful as Yue, and the rainbow on his body was like the morning glow, rushing towards the tiger again.

To survive in the barren forest, there is no retreat, and you must face difficulties when you encounter anything, otherwise you can only flee in a hurry with your tail between your legs.

Chu Hao agitated the qi and blood of his whole body, and slammed his fist towards Jiaohu, fierce and domineering, not much weaker than Jiaohu in momentum.

"Roar—"

Jiaohu was annoyed, and the dragon-shaped Wang Wen on his forehead began to glow, swimming like a spirit Jiao, and a faint dragon groan came out, emitting a crimson light.

The roar of the tiger spread, mixed with the dragon shadow's dragon groan, and finally merged together, and a huge momentum jumped up, moving people's hearts.

"Is the talent inheritance of the Ancient Spirit Jiao?" Looking at the dragon shadow on the head of the Jiaohu, Chu Hao's face was solemn, and the momentum on his body was even more skyrocketing, and his blood was like a rainbow.

Jiaohu controlled the Lingjiao shadow and rushed towards Chu Hao, the momentum was huge, the divine power was surging, and the Lingjiao phantom was surging with anger, like a flash flood, and the mud and rocks rolled down.

Chu Hao didn't dare to slack off, his eyes were vigilant, and before he collided with the Lingjiao Phantom, he took a leap, like a hidden dragon rising from the sea, jumped into the air, and swooped down.

He pinched the rainbow cloud disk, punched out, and the violent qi and blood directly blasted away the spirit Jiao, like a bamboo, and blasted towards the Jiaohu without stopping.

Bang! bang......

The Hauni Cloud Disk fought with the Spirit Jiao Phantom, and the strong energy blasted out, like air bombs, hitting the surrounding ancient trees and vines in a mess.

"Roar-roar-"

Jiaohu was angry, he thought that Chu Hao was just a little monk, but he didn't expect that he was on par with himself, and he couldn't take Chu Hao after fighting for so long.

It lost its patience, roared wildly and harnessed the spirit Jiao Wang Wen to attack Chu Hao, the Jiaoying took off, emitting a wave sound like the Han Sea, and there was a dragon roar, as if the primeval spirit Jiao had descended, the power was strong, and it seemed that it could break the mountain peak.

Seeing Jiaohu rushing over again, Chu Hao did not dodge, his temperament became more aggressive, and he attacked fiercely, the war patterns were all over his hands, and the rainbow cloud disk turned into a finch shadow, colliding with Lingjiao Wang Wen.

Divine powers are composed of divine patterns, but divine patterns can constitute different divine powers, and now Chu Hao uses the Heavenly Monument Imprint as a guide, and wants to try to combine the war pattern with the Red Tide evil qi to transform into his own combat method, and is unwilling to be limited to the iron-blooded battle seal.

"Chirp-"

A loud and high-pitched birdsong resounded through the sky, the fire clouds on Chu Hao's body rolled non-stop, and an ancient divine sparrow rushed out of the surface of the body, although it was still very light, but the shape was similar, lacking that kind of charm, but it was also a kind of progress.

Pinching the rainbow rosefinch in his hand, Chu Hao was even more confident, waving his hands, like an ancient vermilion bird spreading its wings, with a kind of pride in looking at the world.

One after another, the fierce flame energy swept out, and the rainbow vermilion bird was shining all over its body, and the red glow Dao hit Lingjiao Wang Wen directly.

The tiger roared, and it was also desperate, the primeval spirit Jiao rushed violently, and the divine power like the Hanhai surging out, suddenly crashed into the rainbow vermilion bird.

"Bang!" "Bang!"......

The two fought fiercely, their blood was steaming, and their energy swept out from the place where they collided, and the sky was full of dancing grass and wood debris.

The rainbow clouds turned into a vermilion bird, and gradually there was a trace of feeling, Chu Hao felt as if he had incarnated into a vermilion bird to spread his wings and soar, and every blow he hit was as fierce as a beacon fire.

This is a state, under the suppression and guidance of the Heavenly Monument Seal, he truly feels the spirituality of fire, which is the freedom of dancing and the burning heat.

Jiaohu roared, but in the end it was defeated, its spirit Jiao Wang Wen was restrained by Chu Hao's neon, and a vermilion bird turned from a shadow to a shape, gradually becoming clear, and it kept retreating.

"Roar—"

The Jiaohu roared again, the spirit Jiao Wang Wen hung above his head, and the body stood up, with scales growing on his body, and the real Jiao and the tiger were one.

It was angry and used the strongest hole card, which is the ultimate power of the Jiaohu family, Jiao and the tiger are one, and the strength is doubled, which is like two Jiaohu in one.

In an instant, its speed and strength nearly doubled, and its momentum was violent, like a sacred mountain towering, and its fierce aura was moving.

Chu Hao was comprehending the feeling of evolving the tactics, and he was caught off guard by the changes in the Jiaohu, he wanted to dodge, but the Jiaohu was as fast as the wind, and he didn't give him a chance at all.

"Bang!"

Just when Chu Hao was about to be torn apart by the tiger's claws, a pair of pink little hands reached over, swiped against some kind of mysterious trajectory, and slapped on Lingjiao Wang Wen.

Lingjiao Wang Wen was hit in the weak spot and shattered in response, and his pink little hand continued to slap Jiaohu's forehead, making it furious.

This is a three-year-old boy, and in Jiaohu's opinion, this animal is too weak, and it can swallow dozens of them in a single bite.

However, at this moment, this creature, which was too weak in its eyes, showed an extremely strong side, and its small hands seemed to slap its body slowly, making it like it was hit by a mountain, and several bones were broken.

"Woo-hoo-"

Jiaohu was in pain, roared in a low voice, and the battle situation changed, so that it couldn't react for a while, thinking that it had won the game, but he didn't expect to kill another person halfway.

It was furious, its hair stood on end, and it swung its big claws at the Moon Spirit Sky to tear this hateful little creature apart.

"Hmph!" "The moon spirit is fearless, and the little hands are pink, but the agility is like flowing water, evolving the waves of the Hanhai Sea, and there seems to be a sea surging in the hands, and a little moonlight and flame are pervasive, and the Jiaohu is shot away.

This is a strange state, ordinary, but it contains a powerful mystery, every blow is removed from the chaff, back to the basics, and Chu Hao is amazed.

"Is there a mistake that the dead child is so powerful?" He was surprised in his heart, and carefully pondered the movements of the Moon Spirit Sky, feeling that there was a rhyme circulating, but the more he thought about it, the more blurry it became, and it was difficult to see clearly.

"Roar—"

Seeing that the boy's eyes were clear, he continued to step over, about to attack again, Jiaohu was furious, and after two defeats, it finally recognized the gap between itself and the Moon Lingkong, turned around and ran, not daring to stay any longer.

Its biggest reliance is to inherit Wang Wen, and now that Wang Wen has been broken, its strength has suddenly fallen to a low point, and if it doesn't run, it can only wait for death.

"Little Lingkong, how did you do it, you actually cracked Lingjiao Wang Wen?" Chu Hao asked in surprise, this is the second time Yue Lingkong has made a move, I didn't expect this little guy to be so strong.

In fact, when he was fighting against the Red Tide in the Obscure Yin Domain, he knew that the strength of the Moon Spirit Sky was not weak, at least he would not lose to himself.

And this is his natural ability, related to the moon, brilliant and bright, but also magnificent and atmospheric.

"Hmph, how can you measure what kind of existence Lord Ben is? Yue Lingkong snorted and twitched his little nose, his expression was arrogant, and he was unwilling to answer.

"Cut, it's not a dead kid. Chu Hao said disdainfully, quite disdainful of the appearance of the moon spirit's spirit.

"Bah, you're a dead child, damn it, Lord Ben is going to be angry!" Moon Spirit Air snorted, his hands on his hips, quite dissatisfied with Chu Hao.

"Go, go, I haven't even settled accounts with you about the things in the Obscure Domain, stay there!" Chu Hao waved his hand, didn't bother to pay attention to this dead child, and lay on the ground to rest, the Heavenly Skill of Creation was running, and his body emitted a crimson divine light.

"Hmph!" Yue Lingkong wrinkled his little nose, he was very dissatisfied with Chu Hao's attitude, but seeing that he was cultivating to recover, he didn't want to bother, so he could only stay aside and sulk.