Faced with the onslaught of the poisonous dragon, Zeng Hao had to retreat desperately, trying to control the Nanming Lihuo Sword and the Haotian Sword to contain the poisonous dragon from the side.

At the same time, Zeng Hao took out a spirit rune, and his eyes showed reluctance, which was obvious.

This spirit rune is a spirit rune that contains the power of the Great Perfection blow in the late Yuan Infant period, and it is also one of the few such spirit runes on Zeng Hao's body.

This kind of spirit talisman was regarded by Zeng Hao as a life-saving spirit talisman, and he would never use it lightly until his life was on the verge of death.

However, what he is facing here is the end of the mountains and rivers, and his life is on the verge of death, if he does not use a killer weapon to turn things around, his defeat is only a matter of time.

Thinking of this moment, Zeng Hao's eyes showed a determined look, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, his true anger was injected into the yellow spirit rune in his hand, which was only two inches.

The next moment, a powerful aura fluctuation that destroyed the world came out from the spirit rune, and at the same time, the yellow spirit rune burned like a fire.

After a few breaths, a flying sword with a golden light suddenly appeared in the void.

This flying sword is about fifty centimeters long, and its whole body exudes a breath that is powerful enough to destroy the world and constantly emerge from the outside of the sword.

"Chop." Zeng Hao gritted his teeth and shouted a little distressed.

The next moment, the golden flying sword circled and slashed towards the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao, its speed was extremely high, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out ten feet away and slashed towards the poisonous dragon.

However, before the flying sword arrived, the breath of destruction had already appeared around the poisonous dragon.

Although the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao is a fierce beast, he is also a living creature, and when facing danger, he still has a frightened look in his eyes.

And since the battle between the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao and Zeng Hao, it was the first time Zeng Hao had seen this poisonous dragon Water King Jiao show such emotional eyes.

Boom, boom, an earth-shattering bombardment sound, accompanied by a painful and sorrowful beast sound, resounded through the sky.

The next moment, a large amount of blood mist fell from the sky and dispersed into the swamp beneath the earth, staining the entire swamp.

Boom, the sound of another huge object falling to the ground came out, but Zeng Hao at this time no longer had the strength to check what was going on.

At this time, Zeng Hao's whole body was already less than one-tenth of his true qi, and even the power floating in the air seemed to be very difficult.

After a while, Zeng Hao regained a trace of true qi, and then looked up at the battlefield from a new perspective, at this time Zeng Hao could clearly see that the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao had been cut in half by the golden sword and fell into the swamp.

However, to Zeng Hao's surprise, the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao at this time was not really dead, but still had a life reaction, and the two halves of his body kept rolling back in the swamp, roaring.

"Brother Jiao, you ruined my two natal magic weapons, Zeng Mou asked for your life, it is also a matter of course, you should not rest." Zeng Hao smiled bitterly, looked at the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao who was rolling in the swamp, and said helplessly.

However, the little golden sword had already disappeared without a trace with the fall of the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao, turning into the aura of heaven and earth, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Not long after Zeng Hao's words fell, the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao also ended the last moment of his life, falling into the swamp water and the blood of the poisonous dragon, and no longer moved for half a minute.

Zeng Hao's face was still gloomy, and when he mentioned the last trace of strength, he put the body of the poisonous dragon Water King Jiao into the storage ring, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into this sky.

+ Passion Hundreds of zhang away, Zeng Hao stopped retreating and disappeared directly into the air, leaving only a water weed, which fell into the swamp.

Zeng Hao entered the Hongyuan Universe, came to the Hidden Heaven Palace, and began to retreat.

At this time, Zeng Hao was extremely seriously injured, although it was not enough to die, but he could not continue to survive in this misty swamp.

And now the top priority is to recover from the injury, cultivate, and return to the best state of the heyday before moving forward.

In the Hidden Heaven Palace, in the cultivation room, the corners of Zeng Hao's mouth were still bloodshot, Zeng Hao took out a strange hand, took a few pills, and began to slowly enter the meditation.

It wasn't until the next day that Zeng Hao closed his eyes from the new, his body was fighting, and under the three clears of one breath, the two clones were called out.

However, after the clone was summoned, the Buddha cultivation clone immediately languished, as if it was seriously injured.

Zeng Hao handed over the withered extinguishing lotus flower to the Buddha cultivation clone, and at the same time handed the Buddha cultivation clone a storage bag.

The bag contains a number of materials, all of which are fire or wood plant materials.

Zeng Hao's purpose is very simple, that is, to cultivate the Buddha clone and retreat by himself, and restore the extinguishing lotus flower from the beginning.

Zeng Hao is like this, also because he hopes to restore the natal magic weapon of the Lotus Flower, so as to reduce the number of injuries he will suffer from this magic weapon.

In front of him, the Buddha doppelganger staggered out of the training room and returned to his own exclusive training room.

Subsequently, Zeng Hao handed over the damaged Canglong Sword to the demon cultivator, and asked him to go to the Yuan Spirit Realm to find Haotian and let him find a way to repair the Canglong Sword for himself.

After sending off the two doppelgangers, Zeng Hao meditated cross-legged from the new and entered the meditation.

I don't have much time, if I want to get through the three places and four dangers with the profit, I must complete it in 90 days, and now 21 days have passed, and there are still 69 days to go.

And if you want to restore the cultivation momentum, it is obviously difficult to complete it in a few days.

It's just that no matter what, I have to leave this place every day, before the next place opens, out of the misty swamp.

Zeng Hao gritted his teeth and decided to continue taking pills to help heal his injuries.

Unconsciously, after another two days, Zeng Hao came back from the new entry.

However, at this time, the demon cultivator clone was already by his side, waiting for his exit.

Zeng Hao looked at the demon cultivator, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his face became even more gloomy.

There was a faint bad premonition in his heart, but the next moment, Zeng Hao's face became gloomy like water, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

As Zeng Hao expected, after the demon cultivator found Haotian, he handed over the Canglong Sword to Haotian.

However, what made Zeng Hao feel distressed was that Haotian just glanced at Canglong Jian lightly, then shook his head and said.

"The Canglong Sword has been destroyed twice, less than five hundred years apart, in such a short period of time, a magic weapon has been destroyed twice, although it can still be repaired, but the power is not as good as before. And in this way, it is better to let him say goodbye to the war and return to heaven and earth. ”

The so-called return to heaven refers to the decomposition of the Canglong Sword from the new, making it a piece, or a piece of material, which can be placed in other magic weapons.

This also means that Zeng Hao will lose the Canglong Sword from now on, and lose this natal magic weapon that has accompanied him for hundreds of years and cherished his life and death, the Canglong Sword.