The man in gray stood quietly, as if he was willing to be ordinary, and looked at Chu Hao calmly, but Chu Hao knew that this was just an illusion.

In Chu Hao's eyes, the gray-clothed man was revealing sword qi everywhere, and the sharp qi was shrouded from all directions, forcing him.

And in this sharpness, there is a withered qi that is rising and falling, entangled with the sword qi, and there is no distinction between them.

"I see, it scared me to death, I thought that someone was really so rebellious that he had actually stepped into the realm of the gods. Soon, Chu Hao found out about the problem.

He also thought that the man in gray had a mastery of swordsmanship and comprehended the sword intent, but it turned out that this was not the case, this was not the sword intent, but the transformation of the spirit.

"However, you can make the spirit like this, you can be considered ingenious. Chu Hao exclaimed.

Although the image of the spirit is ever-changing, there are countless directions to choose from, but generally speaking, those more famous divine beasts, sacred tree plants, mountains and rivers are the first choice for everyone.

And for sword cultivation, sword weapons are of course the best choice, after all, the spirit transformation is the embodiment of the realm of divine arts, and it is most appropriate to use the sword as the embodiment of the realm of swordsmanship.

However, the choice of the man in gray was a little different, his choice turned out to be the withered yellow grass in the autumn fall, or perhaps the scenery of the withered grass spreading thousands of miles in autumn.

He carried his sword qi with the image of withering plants and trees, and coupled with the characteristics of the swordsmanship attributes he cultivated, he formed a scene similar to that of sword intent, and the sword qi was contained in the void.

"It's not something we need to discuss, I just want to know the secrets of the Grey and how to deal with them. The man in gray frowned and said coldly.

Meanwhile. A more condensed withered sword qi also surged towards Chu Hao with his gaze, and it seemed that it could turn into a sword qi that could slash immortals and kill gods at any time.

"That's right. Tell us the secret of the gray qi, don't you want to swallow the golden holy qi alone?" Yi Feng and Zheng Shaofeng also said at the same time.

A group of people stood together. The qi and machine of each other blended, forming a huge coercion like a raging wave, enveloping Chu Hao, Yun Haiqing and Mo Kexuan from afar.

"That's what you're trying to do to interrupt me?" Chu Hao was a little incredulous.

Everyone can see the danger of the gray qi creatures, they fought to the death, and it took a lot of effort to eliminate one, in the eyes of these people, it was just to swallow the golden holy qi alone.

Chu Hao took a deep breath, and suddenly felt speechless, but his gaze at the man in gray became even colder. It's murderous.

"Do you know how hard it took the Buddha to defeat that gray tiger, and for this reason, he almost let me be hit by the most negative method, damn it!" Mo Kexuan was the most irritable, raised the bowl in his hand, and was almost thrown out.

On the other side, Yun Haiqing's eyes were cold, and the Cloud Dragon Slash in his hand vibrated slightly, shaking out a clear sword light. There was also anger condensing between his eyebrows.

"Don't think that we can't see the preciousness of those golden holy qi, this is not something you can swallow alone, let's tell the secret of the gray qi!" The man in gray, Yi Feng, Zheng Shaofeng and the others, forced forward again.

They saw the mysteries of the golden holy qi in their eyes. This is definitely a strange energy that is no worse than any of the heavenly gods, and they can't help but covet it.

It's a pity that they have also seen the difficult entanglement of the gray spirits, and ordinary attack methods are simply ineffective. Very hard to kill.

Even if all of them work together and shoot together. The result may not be as good as the harvest of Chu Hao, Yun Haiqing and Mo Kexuan.

Therefore, they must get the secret of the discouragement. and restraint, otherwise you may miss a great opportunity.

Behind, the gray qi rolled, as if sensing the subtlety of the situation, ready to pounce at any time and kill Chu Hao, Mo Kexuan and Yun Haiqing in one fell swoop, leaving them in a situation where they were attacked on their backs.

"There's nothing to say, let's fight!" Chu Hao shook his head, this group of people was so interested in their interests that they had long forgotten the purpose of entering the Six Paths of Light Gate, and there was infighting at the beginning.

Gray gas is related to the most negative method, it is related to predators, whether it can be said or not is secondary, even if it is said, there is no particularly effective way to restrain it, and they may not believe it.

Rather than this, it is better to eliminate this group of uncertain factors first when the amount of gray gas is low, otherwise it will be bad if you really wait for danger to appear.

"Leave it to me, the gray-clothed swordsman!" Chu Hao said, his right hand drooped slightly, the battle sword was already in his hand, and a bright red blood spread from the blade.

There is no need to say it explicitly, Yun Haiqing and Mo Kexuan already know what he means, and they also have this intention, and they need to clear this group of unstable factors.

"The dragon bird will be handed over to me, I heard that the ancestor of this sect once subdued the peacock divine bird and turned into the protector of the Ming King, but unfortunately the congenital peacock is too strong, the Buddha will try to surrender and surrender the dragon bird first, and practice his hands!" Mo Kexuan grinned, revealing a neat row of white teeth, and looked at Yi Feng with bad intentions.

"Looking for death!" Yi Feng shouted angrily, the Dragon Bird clan inherited the two bloodlines of Vermilion Bird and True Dragon, and was actually regarded as an ordinary fierce beast by Mo Kexuan, and wanted to surrender to become a Dharma protector mount.

"I don't know where you got your confidence, do the three of you want to stop all of us, it's ridiculously naïve!" Yi Feng drank coldly, the dragon's wings behind him spread, and the golden brown divine light flickered.

In an instant, countless divine feather swords burst out and shot towards Mo Kexuan, and the sword feathers flew extremely fast in the air, forming a dragon shape.

"Dang!"

Mo Kexuan urged the bowl in his hand, and a circle of pure saint Buddha light rose from the bowl, enveloping him inside, like an immortal divine bell.

The dragon-shaped sword feather stabbed on the Buddha's light, making a loud earth-shattering sound, but it could not be pierced and was blocked out.

At the same time, Mo Kexuan had already formed the Vajra Fist Seal, and his eyes like copper bells widened, like angry King Kong, rushing towards Yi Feng.

On the other side, Yun Haiqing was even more crisp, the cloud dragon slash shook slightly, and the clear knife light spread, with a cold feeling as thin as fireworks, slashing towards Zheng Shaofeng.

"I have to say, you made a stupid decision, but it's okay to capture you and still get what we want. The man in gray raised his eyebrows and drew the long sword behind his back with his backhand.

As the long sword was unsheathed, a mood of decay and necrosis rippled on the blade, and a vision of all things withering could be vaguely seen.

"Noise. ”

Chu Hao's eyes flashed, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and in an instant, the blood-red battle sword slashed through the void and slashed at the gray-clothed man.

Swordsmanship vs. swordsmanship, iron swordsmanship is undoubtedly the most in line with the characteristics of murder, fast, fierce, without the slightest drag.

The sharp tip of the sword pierced through the air at great speed, like a meteor flying from the sky, cold and indifferent, ruthless and resolute.

A glimpse of the whole picture, from the majestic posture of this sword, the man in gray saw Chu Hao's extraordinary, and was immediately shocked.

He didn't dare to be careless, the quaint, long sword in his hand, like a rotten wood, was also raised at the same time, and a circle of withered power of grass and trees was driven by him, colliding with Chu Hao's exterminating sword,-for-tat against Mai Mang.

"Zheng!"

A sword strike sounded, but it stopped abruptly at the moment of sounding, and was bound by the artistic conception of decay and withering, and turned into ashes.

And Chu Hao's extermination sword was also bound by this artistic conception, and it was difficult to break free, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

"It is the mystery of the birth and death of withering and prospering. ”

Chu Hao raised his eyebrows, waved the battle sword, the tip of the sword revealed a little cold, and a sharp killing qi burst out, cutting this artistic conception power into pieces.

"It's useless, under my withered immortal sword, you can only be defeated like autumn grass. The man in gray sneered and shook his sword.

One after another dense sword qi shot out, not so sharp, but continuous, like an appendage of bones, wrapped around Chu Hao.

And in the sword qi, there was a withered qi machine, constantly corroding Chu Hao's power, and even seeping into his body, wearing out his qi and blood vitality.

This is the terrible thing about the Kurong Immortal Sword, forming a battlefield of defeat with sword qi, making people fall into infernal inference.

Chu Hao was startled, and noticed the decay of qi and blood, and the whole person seemed to be aging, and his speed and strength were affected.

"How so?" he was in disbelief, as if he had been deprived of his years, and was dying before he grew old.

He didn't believe it, and when he ran the Heavenly Skill of Creation, the qi and blood in his body rose, like a red flame, repelling this power on the surface of his body.

"I see!" In an instant, Chu Hao was relieved.

What withered glory immortal sword is just a kind of power that corrodes vitality, life and death are opposed, as long as his qi and blood are enough, he can be completely immune.

"What about the withering glory and the life and death, if I hold the sword, life and death will be cut off. Chu Hao sneered, and the vigorous qi and blood in his body exploded, shaking away the withered artistic conception that was entangled.

The powerful qi and blood even formed a crimson-gold divine ring, enveloping him in the center, like a god.

"Impossible, how can you have such vigorous qi and blood?" the man in gray was shocked.

Life and death are opposed, his withered sword qi can invade the bloodline and deprive a person of vitality, but what he is most afraid of is those creatures with strong qi and blood.

However, generally speaking, few people in the human race of the same level can do this, and only some powerful beasts with extraordinary talents can have such a powerful qi and blood physique.

Could it be that his physique could be stronger than the Golden-winged Dapeng and the Roaring Moon Bull of the same age? The man in gray was very skeptical.

Because even if it was the descendants of the Golden Crow and the Heavenly Wolf, as long as the bloodline was not pure enough, he believed that his withered sword qi could deprive them of their vitality.

"I don't believe it, a sword qi can't work, that hundred, a thousand, I don't believe you can stop it. The man in gray was ruthless, and slashed again, splitting out pieces of withered sword qi.

"It's impossible, I've seen a reincarnation that is more powerful than Kurong, just an immature sword intent wants to deprive me of my vitality, you underestimate me too much. Chu Hao's eyes were cold, and he walked with a sword.

Around him, the boundless earth power condensed, evolved the artistic conception of reincarnation, and buried all the sword qi into reincarnation. (To be continued......)