The black dragons, although they have been dead for an unknown amount of time, the essence of their physical bodies is still there, comparable to the existence of a half-step emperor, but under the purple qi, they will also disappear.

At this moment, it seems that there is a raging purple fire spreading on its body, and when it encounters dead gas, it directly turns into purple gas, which is like pouring fuel oil on top of it, and the fire is unstoppable.

At this moment, Qin Hao understands what it means that a spark can start a prairie fire, isn't this exactly the scene in front of him?

"How can you have such a means to defy the sky, impossible, impossible, purple qi is the origin qi, how can you have it, how can it be. Xiao Ming Wang left the dragon head, looking at this scene with fear, Qin Hao was simply invincible in this purple qi, he felt fear, this purple qi was his nemesis, the corpse of King Ming, that was also the body of the necromancy, and now it was completely restrained, and even he had a feeling that even if the evil source in his body was also restrained.

"Everything is possible!" Qin Hao sneered, the entire body of the dragon turned purple, and Qin Hao was at the head of the dragon, attracting the purple qi of the entire dragon, besieging and killing King Xiao Ming, he even had to melt the corpse of King Ming, such an old immortal, how could the essence in the body be given up.

"Then you're going to die. "King Xiao Ming is not dodging, he attracted the corpse of King Ming, attacked it, turned into billowing black smoke, and it was also a thousand feet, turning into a big hand to grasp the camera, he clearly knew that Qin Hao was under the power of King Ming's corpse, just an ant, not terrible, what was terrible was the auspicious purple qi of this dragon.

"It's good!" Qin Hao knew in an instant what King Xiao Ming had in mind, he wanted to use the power of King Ming's corpse to shock Qin Hao to death, but where could Qin Hao allow him to do this, the Nine Dragons Divine Light Fan condensed a terrifying phantom, and a fan brushed out, all of which were purple gas.

He carried the Nine Phoenix Formula, which complemented each other, and the nine-colored fan did not fit any general trend, but just came out with an ordinary brush.

"Bang"

The black smoke and the purple qi collided together, and the black smoke collapsed instantly, and the Nine Dragons Divine Light Fan cooperated with the Nine Phoenix Jue, and under one brush, there was the power of the mountain.

"Ah" purple gas stretched upwards and burned to the corpse of King Ming, but just once, it was extinguished by black smoke, obviously if there is more black smoke, it can also restrain purple gas, but now, purple gas completely has the upper hand, Xiao Ming King knows that he is invincible now, otherwise it will be a loss to his wife and a soldier.

"You wait, Qin Hao, sooner or later I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, my body will get the imperial weapon, after cultivating, I will step on the Xuanmen, and everyone who is related to you, I will torture to death." "King Xiao Ming urged King Ming's corpse to retreat violently, portraying the context, and was about to prepare to run away.

But at this moment, Qin Hao roared, and the purple qi stretched up again: "Can you go?" ”

The purple dragon circled and directly blocked the void, this domineering, obviously didn't want to let King Ming's corpse get away, this time King Xiao Ming was dumbfounded, he really lost his wife and broke his soldiers, he couldn't wait to slap Qin Hao to death just now, but now he has no way out, he doesn't fight with Qin Hao, but Qin Hao wants to fight with him.

"Ah" The purple qi stuck to his body, like **, out of control, and his terrifying black smoke radiated out of no effect.

"No, no!" King Xiao Ming's mind was in fear, Qin Hao was simply a salted fish turning over, if he knew in advance that anything that died would be a purple qi to Qin Hao, then he would definitely not bring a dragon to provoke Qin Hao, and would rather have the body come.

Although Qin Hao is powerful, he can't turn into a living object, as long as he has vitality, he can't turn away, that is to say, a holy king can slap him to death, but a great emperor-level necromancer may not be able to kill him, which is also the reason why the murderous king in the distance is afraid of him.

Her essence is that they are all made of fierce spirits, and fierce spirits are considered dead things, so she is also afraid of Qin Hao, when she was at the bottom of the lake, it was because there was weak water, and Qin Hao didn't have much purple qi left at that time, and half of the purple qi was condensed, so that this murderous king stopped, otherwise he would not be afraid.

But a living half-step emperor like the mad monk, he can't help it, unless he achieves the holy king, maybe he can compete with the half-step emperor, but at that time, I don't know if the Heavenly Dao will rain down thunder again.

"You and I are fighting with you!" King Xiao Ming was furious, and the black qi on his body was contending with the purple qi, but the purple qi was constantly transforming into black qi, and no one could stop it.

"If the corpse explodes, you will die, see how you can resist the explosion of the corpse of a half-step emperor. King Xiao Ming laughed wildly and roared, obviously approaching madness.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang, Qin Hao didn't have time to react, he felt a muffled sound, and the terrifying power shook over, even with the support of purple qi, he saw that his whole body was disintegrating, which was a sign of turning into ashes, this scene made him feel the coming of death, a half-step emperor blew himself up, although it was not the peak period, but it was also a body with the essence still there, comparable to a holy king like Xuan Tianfeng, more than thousands.

"Thoughts are like towers, keep my mind, my way, indestructible, my way, eternal life, can destroy the body, but the faith and will that cannot be destroyed, can not destroy my way!" Qin Hao murmured in his heart, guarding his mind, as if he had locked everything into the pagoda.

In the dark, Qin Hao suddenly felt that in the jade dish, a strong qi machine came, that qi machine matched with his body, as if it came from the depths of his memory, ancient and vicissitudes, Qin Hao looked over, but found that it was the unknown small piece of iron, but now it was full of strange light, revealing the qi that was in harmony with him.

This feeling made him very warm, and even made him feel comfortable, as if he was curled up under his father's mountain-like figure, protected, any danger was not coming, suddenly, his tower of belief was not illusory, but condensed and formed, although it was still only the appearance of the night, but Qin Hao could feel the power of the night pagoda, indestructible, this was just the beginning.

"What is this piece of iron?" Qin Hao was very strange, he couldn't think of it and couldn't figure it out, the breath in the piece of iron always gave him a feeling of fatherhood, just like a mountain, as if he had returned to the earth, as if he had seen the serious but wrinkled face of his adoptive father, his father was always harsh and strict with him, but every time he beat him, his father would get up in the middle of the night and rub medicine on Qin Hao.

Behind every harshness, there is love, even if he is just an adopted son, but he is meticulous, Qin Hao does something wrong, his father will discipline him, even if Qin Hao is in high school, his father will take a wicker to whip him, more than ten years are like the same, it has never changed, and this iron piece makes him feel his father's feeling, as if he has returned to the past.

He never resented his father, because he knew that his father beat him, it was because his father still cared about him and really treated him like a son, and if one day his father stopped beating him, then he would be sad.

Because that represents the father, no longer as a son, no longer hurt him, as the saying goes, beating is pain, scolding is love, in that severe punishment, maybe only see their severity, but in fact, behind the harshness, there is love.

"Father!" Qin Hao suddenly recalled his father's thin figure, but in his eyes, his father was always great, no matter when and where, no matter how strong he was, he suddenly felt like going home, as if he had come to this world, wanting to go home, and being full of fear of unfamiliar affairs.

Faintly, the pagoda in his heart, as if it began to solidify, that is the result of having a substantial surname, the cultivation in the tower of faith is the heart, the power of ** is limited, but the power of the heart is infinitely vast, everyone has a pagoda in their hearts, but this tower has not yet opened.

Qin Hao found that his good and evil, and even the god of moderation and judgment, had entered the pagoda, merging and believing, and his belief was to reach the peak.

So that he went home, returned to his father, and did what a son should do, although he knew that it was probably not possible, but he still did it without hesitation, even if the path was stained with blood, his soul had to continue to pursue, and he wanted to return to his roots.

"I'm going home!" When Qin Hao opened his eyes again, he found that the explosion had disappeared, and the purple qi in the jade disc was tens of thousands of times more than at most, and it was pure and scary, he knew that he had melted into two existences comparable to half-step emperors, and this time he sent it.

"Go home. The murderous spirit in the distance faced all this, and the mouth that had not moved for ten thousand years bit the word Qin Hao a little jerky, and her expression was a little confused, as if she was thinking, what is going home? She just felt Qin Hao's strong belief, the belief that even the half-step emperor could not destroy by self-explosion, she was very confused and confused.

She had a lot of fragments of memories in her head, all left behind by devouring other evil spirits, and she carefully searched for the concept of going home.

Finally, she found a fragment with the concept of home, but it was a strange feeling that confused her, but it was very comfortable.

"I, I, I also want to go home!" she said word by word, but very firmly, and then she came back to her senses again, her eyes were not awe-inspiring, with a few wisps of clarity, looking at Qin Hao, as if she was thinking about something.

And at this time, Qin Hao also came back to his senses, felt the strangeness of the murderous king, and muttered something in his heart, he was hesitating about this murderous king, if he really wanted to rob his Nine Dragons Divine Light Fan, would he also turn her into purple qi, this is a big threat, her strength can definitely kill herself easily, and her speed is much faster than him.

But feeling the clarity in her eyes, Qin Hao's heart suddenly softened, as if he understood something