Chapter Fifty-Eight: Battle Spirit
Yang Jian's body and mind were shocked.
The pain in the heart of the flesh doesn't seem to hurt so much under this gradually rising battle intent!
Even, he felt as if there were thousands of figures roaring in his soul.
Unwilling!
Wrath!
The indomitable meaning contained in that roar was like a cluster of flames on the plain that completely ignited his heart.
His heart began to boil!
Burn!
Crazy!
At this moment, he seemed to be incarnated as one of the thousands of roaring figures, the world in front of him was replaced by a desolate battlefield, there seemed to be tens of millions of tall figures on the battlefield fighting with a group of demon clans, corpses were everywhere, stumps were flying, and everywhere was rushing blood, and the whole world seemed to be dyed blood red by this crazy killing.
The sky was silently raining blood!
The earth is weeping!
It seems that thousands of creatures are whimpering!
"It's ....... Is it a war of the lich?"
Although he couldn't see the specific faces of those tall figures on the battlefield, instinctively, he knew that these figures were one of the overlords of the desolate land a long time ago: the Wu Clan.
I don't know why, watching the fall and fall of the witch clan one by one in this epic battle, he inexplicably emerged a wave of sadness and anger, this complex emotion became more and more intense, and even gradually merged with the surging battle intent in his soul.
"Kill—"
Instinctively, he looked up to the sky and roared.
The picture cracks instantly!
The fire unicorn reappeared in his sight.
This time, though, he felt less pain in his body.
Even, when he raised his hand and saw his blood-red arm burning with flames, the huge battle intent in his soul instantly gushed out, and his whole person rushed towards the fire qilin like crazy.
Boom Boom Boom –
Yang Jian turned into a humanoid flame, frantically waving his fist at the fire qilin, punching to the flesh, every blow was pure power, seemingly powerless, but under this sky-high battle intent, it burst out with amazing strength, even if the fire qilin had hard scale armor on its body, it was also a roar of pain at this time.
"Roar!"
The fire unicorn's eyes were red, and he released his samadhi true fire even more frantically.
However, Yang Jian was unaware, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and even if someone looked closely, they would find that each of his punches was actually coincidentally hit in the same position, so that a trace of crack gradually appeared on the incomparably hard scale armor of the Fire Qilin.
"Oh no! The fire unicorn is angered by this kid, I can't control it!"
"Damn! Who is this kid! Not even dead in this situation!?"
"Don't say it! Be careful of Chang Hao's supernatural powers! Also, Chang Hao, the sect master has sensed our breath, you'd better be arrested immediately, otherwise when the sect master comes, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!"
......
In the distance, the three Refining Sect cultivators who had long been scattered and kept avoiding Chang Hao's pursuit seemed to sense something, and their faces instantly became extremely ugly, and even green tendons began to appear on their foreheads, obviously suppressing something with difficulty.
"Damn! Chang Hao, you're looking for death!"
Finally, one of the monks with bloodshot eyes couldn't help but angrily scold Chang Hao, who was chasing after them.
In terms of cultivation, the three of them are not much worse than Chang Hao, but most of their cultivation is used to suppress the fire qilin's sanity, and they have no intention of fighting Chang Hao at the beginning, and they have been using their body methods to keep widening the distance between them and Chang Hao.
After all, with their identity, they still have some understanding of Chang Hao, and they must not get too close to Chang Hao, otherwise they will not be able to hide from his almost inevitable supernatural powers.
However, hearing the scolding of the three of them, Chang Hao not only did not give up, but instead urged his cultivation even more frantically, trying to get close to even one of the three.
Just because he knew that after Yang Jian miraculously resisted the fire qilin's crazy attack, the fire qilin had been completely enraged, and in this case, the three of them were like taut strings, as long as they poked a little, they would all be finished.
And what he has to do now is to pull out this last straw.
Thinking of this, Chang Hao's heart was crossed, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and with a mouthful of essence blood turned into a blood arrow and shot towards a monk farthest away from him, he gave up all his defenses, urged all his cultivation to be used in his body, and instantly came to the nearest monk, and then opened his bloody mouth under the monk's frightened face......
Just swallowed.
Next second!
A white light hit!
His body was instantly cut in half, and a rain of blood splashed all over the sky!
"Ahhh
Chang Hao screamed, instantly regained his human form and fell in a pool of blood, but compared to his intact body at the beginning, at this time, his body was extremely miserable and cut off half of it diagonally from his armpit, leaving only one arm and one foot still on his body!
"Damn!"
Although Chang Hao was severely damaged, the monk who attacked roared in despair, and then, without looking at his companion, fled into the distance like crazy.
The other monk who could dodge Chang Hao's blood arrow also turned pale and spit out a mouthful of essence blood and fled in the other direction like crazy, as if he knew that something terrible was going to happen.
Chang Hao, who was dying on the ground, saw this scene, with a happy smile on his face, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Want to run, it's too late!"
As soon as the words fell, a red flame suddenly appeared around the two monks, and the two of them turned into ashes in an instant without even screaming.
"Hmph! What an idiot! The Fire Qilin has always been controlled by the Heavenly Demon Sect, don't you know how much it hates the people who control it?
Chang Hao kept sneering in his heart, especially after noticing that the blood in the eyes of the Fire Qilin who was frantically attacked by Yang Jian had faded, he even understood that the real battle had just begun.
And at this moment, his face suddenly changed, and as the aura of the whole person instantly withered, one after another figures suddenly appeared in this spacious cave.
Looking closely, it was the six Refining Sect elders who had been swallowed by him before!
Wait a minute!
"It's Yang Daoyou's girl!!"
When Chang Hao saw that Yun Lan also came out of his Qiankun world, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Before, although he locked these people in the Qiankun world, but since he was not injured, the Qiankun world was still very stable, and these people couldn't find Yun Lan in the same world at all.
But now, with his body being cut in half with a single blow, the Yuan Shen has also been hit hard, and his Qiankun world has finally gone wrong, and he can no longer trap people inside!
"Chang Hao, take your life!" As the eight elders came to their senses, they instantly found Chang Hao, who had been hit hard, and their eyes rushed forward as soon as their eyes turned red.
Obviously, they all have the attitude of taking advantage of his illness to kill him!