The golden sword light slashed through the sky, carrying all the spirit of the sword's life and the belief of burning with the enemy and the enemy, and cut off the head of the evil beast.

"Good sword!"

Li Hao couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Ten directions of glory, the sword rushes to the bullfight, speaking of chic and happy, a sword that can be at the cost of their own lives, how many people will learn to make it?

"Roar!"

Inevitably, the only remaining half-towering dragon head of the three-headed dragon screamed, and the huge wound cut by the sword light surged and intertwined, and began to recover quickly.

The power of this sword light is shocking.

Fang La shouted: "Everyone, don't wait for me, Brother Li sacrificed his life to attack, Fang has a good chance to kill this beast, hurry up!" Li Hao put away his thoughts and attacked the only remaining dragon head again.

Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, ball cannon swords, all kinds of attacks went straight to the wound on the neck of the dragon's head.

The dragon screamed, spewed fire and electricity, and turned over to dodge, but all kinds of attacks still landed precisely on its wounds, constantly preventing it from healing itself and deepening its injuries.

If you keep it for a long time, you will definitely lose.

After hurriedly dodging Li Hao's cation cannon, the dragon's head dodged too quickly, and with a flick, the neck, which was barely linked by flesh and blood, suddenly broke some linked muscles, and the whole dragon's head was thrown on the dragon's back softly, only relying on some flesh and skin to connect with the body.

Golden opportunity!

Gao Yu's eyes lit up, and all the football corpses stepped on their left foot and their right foot and rose into the sky, passing a football in the air, and finally stepping on one by one, stacking Arhats in the air, and offering the football to the top.

Gao Yu let out a long roar, volleyed, and the football turned into a black and white streamer and blasted towards the dragon's head.

"Bang!"

The only remaining flesh and blood from the dragon's neck shattered into blood foam like glass, splashing all over the sky, only adding another broken dragon head to the ground.

The headless giant body also shook twice and fell to the ground with a bang.

He's dead.

Li Hao let out a long breath, and then hurriedly pulled Fang La and Gao Yu to distance themselves.

When you fight the boss, you can temporarily form a team, but after pushing the boss and grabbing equipment, it's time to continue your life.

Li Hao looked at Gao Yu vigilantly, but he did not attack Li Hao and the others with the corpse foot team, but still looked in the direction of the three-headed dragon's corpse with a stern and vigilant face.

The three-headed dragon didn't die? But if the three heads are broken, how can you not die?

Li Hao looked distractedly at the location of the corpse of the three-headed dragon, and saw a strange scene that shocked him for a hundred years.

A series of black and blurry ghosts floated out of the severed heads at the end, forming a long line of sluggish and stereotyped students, like schoolchildren on a spring outing, lining up to walk towards the three-headed dragon corpse.

Although they didn't know what these black shadows were used for, of course Li Hao and the others couldn't let them succeed, and immediately resorted to various means to attack the black shadows from afar, but they all passed through the black shadows and failed to cause any damage.

This black shadow is as if it is in another plane, and everything in front of it is just a projection of its world.

Walking to the three-headed dragon, the black shadow formed a black group, leaving a ten-meter-long circular clearing in the middle.

At this moment, the second dragon head trembled, and a crimson figure slowly floated out of it.

"This is, Nine Emperor Princes Zhao Gou?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and said with some incomprehension.

Zhao Gou.

Li Hao reacted immediately, this is the future first emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, that is, the Song Gaozong who killed Yue Fei on trumped-up charges.

How could he be here? Still seems to have died and turned into a strange spirit?

Zhao Gou slowly walked into the clearing surrounded by black shadows, and the void spirit body showed some hideous and painful expressions.

A green light flew out of the last dragon head and fell into the clearing, only to be immediately tied to a beam that appeared out of nowhere.

This person doesn't need to be explained by Murong Fu, Li Hao knows him, this is Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, the current emperor! He's dead too!

After Zhao Ji was tied up, it seemed that all the conditions had been met, and more than a dozen beautiful and different styles of celestial maidens flew out of the body of the three-headed dragon and landed beside Zhao Ji.

These days, some women have fox ears and tails, some have bat wings and horns, and some are more like sheep, dolphins and other beasts than humans, but their faces are vaguely similar, similar to Master Li.

These heavenly girls either relied on or leaned on or lying down, and began the persecution of the poor soul body Zhao Gou, first according to the law of ten directions, ten movements and ten sections, and then there was Ming Concubine and He Dading

The Heavenly Maiden was moving, and Zhao Ji, who was tied, was in heartache, and the faces of the black shadows around him gradually became clearer.

Murong Fu looked at these people with a happy face, and said to a few people:

"That's the crown prince, as well as the princes, the county king, and many royal relatives and relatives, but everyone who has some weight has gathered! These people are all dead, and in the future, some people want to gather in the name of Zhao and Song, and the remnants of the Song Dynasty will have no banner! Song Ting, it's over! ”

Li Hao looked at these unhealthy soul shadows, but he didn't have a happy color.

The heavenly maidens are striving for perfection, Zhao Gou is lamenting, Zhao Ji is angrily reprimanding, and the black shadows are watching speechlessly.

This is clearly a 'ritual' that doesn't know the effect, but he doesn't know much about it, and he doesn't know how to stop the ritual from going on when he can't attack the soul.

This unexpected unknown, like waiting for execution, is too uncomfortable.

The silver party went on for a while, during which Li Hao and Gao Yu tried to destroy it many times, but to no avail.

Finally, after playing one hundred and eighty poses with the Heavenly Maidens, Zhao Gou turned into a red light and disappeared, and the other black shadows and Zhao Ji gradually faded and disappeared.

The Celestial Maidens held their heads high, showed their graceful posture to the best of their ability, and then reintegrated into the body of the three-headed dragon.

The brilliant red, green, and black light flashed, and the flesh and blood of the three broken dragon necks suddenly grew wildly, and in just an instant, the long howl that penetrated the heavens and the earth sounded again:

"Roar!"

Ye lived, didn't expect it?

The roar of the resurrected three-headed dragon was full of anger, obviously in its heyday, but no one Li Zhu sacrificed his life to kill him.

Shi Bao, who had been silent as a rock, spoke:

"Sect Master, why don't we escape?"

Before Fang La could reply, Gao Yu in the distance had already jumped up, was carried by several ball corpses, and fled with his life!

"Run!"

Fang La didn't care about face, picked a direction, and led a few people to flee for their lives.

Fang La fled, and the three-headed dragon chased.

In this floating city, all the obstacles and traps avoided the bloated and huge three-headed dragon, making it faster than Li Hao and the others.

"Boom!"

A wave of light hit the passage in front of them, and the falling iron and stone just hindered the progress of Li Hao and the others.

Li Hao's face was grim, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards the three-headed dragon, and said:

"Helper, I'll stop it for you for a moment, run away!"

At this time, Murong Fu, who was following behind Fang Lap Shibao, heard a transmission, but he was pleasantly surprised:

"Zhao Ji died, and Song Ting was destroyed. I have calculated, you are the true son of heaven, and you should enjoy the country for 12 generations and 150 years!

If you want the country to last for a long time, you have to quickly get rid of Fang La, who is suppressing Ling. ”

Murong Fu suppressed his excitement, turned to look at the 'Xuzhu', saw him nodding slightly, raised his eyebrows, looked at the back of Fang La in front of him, and the color of greed overflowed on his eyebrows.

Fang La and the others had gone, so Li Hao unhurriedly led the three-headed dragon to the other side and took out a hand chicken from his arms.

There are monsters, it makes sense, and the light must be there!

As long as I chant the name of the light, the light will come, believe it or not?

"Help, help, help! Qiao Feng! ”

It's still in the code.,Tomorrow at noon to make up for the change.,4K at night.

(End of chapter)