Fingers tapped, one foot forward, Shen Hao took the lead in moving, the fluctuation of cultivation brought layers of cyclones, raised his hand in a circle, only for a moment, the water snake buzzed, as if rippling in front of Shen Hao, straight to Ling Hai. Ling Hai calmly raised his hand, and the seal rose suddenly, only for a moment, and his sleeves moved.

"Atom. Reading the two words lightly, I saw Ling Hai's sleeves changing from swaying from left to right into circles, circle by circle, like ripples forming a circle, and the circle was bigger than the circle. A circle, at the moment when the water snake approached, the circle formed, the circle, firmly lassoed the water snake, a snake, every other section, covering a circle.

The dark waves surged, the water snake struggled violently, layer after layer of aura rippled by, Ling Hai's hand was slightly raised, and he lightly knocked his palm into a claw, and suddenly, the water snake was torn apart, like ice crystals shattered, and the sky was full of crystal light.

"What about people?" Ling Hai tilted his head slightly, and at the moment of his inner monologue, his feet opened slightly, his eyes were closed, and his mind moved. Then, as if the soul was out of the body, a wisp of distraction covered a radius of thirty zhang in an instant.

It is the spiritual base and the spiritual sense. Exploring the heavens and the earth and the heart, the third eye of the monk.

For a moment, at the moment when Ling Hai closed his eyes, Shen Hao's figure rushed out from Ling Hai's left rear, stepping on a feather fan under his feet, and a lotus flower in his hand, flashing wonderful at this moment. The speed was so fast, or only a millimeter, that the lotus flower in Shen Hao's hand was already within half a zhang of Ling Hai. And at this moment, Ling Hai turned to one side, retreated twenty zhang away, opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, and a silver shield instantly stood in front of Ling Hai. As soon as the shield was erected, lotus flowers followed, and the brilliance bloomed directly from Shen Hao's mouth with the word 'change'. At that moment, the lotus flower slowly bloomed, and the silver shield shattered layer by layer, and the person behind him was pushed far away. Twenty feet away, the silver shield was completely shattered, the people behind him, his sideburns were messy, his breathing was heavy, and the hands holding the shield had his sleeves destroyed.

"What a domineering spell!" Ling Hai suddenly raised his head and shouted, shaking his hand and removing half of the entire sleeve, the incision was smooth, and there was less rotten part, and he straightened his body with his feet closed, and his arrogant eyes were more dignified.

"Hey, this is your fault, senior brother. The word 'domineering' is used on such a beautiful lotus, so you are not afraid that those coquettish and blue-boned talents will jump out of the grave and spray you with a face of ink? Shen Hao stepped on the feather fan under his feet and lightly scratched out, looked at Ling Hai with a smile and estimated the little ink in his stomach and said with a smile. Smiling on the surface, inside had a headache for Ling Hai's spiritual sense, and Shen Hao was very congested when it came to fighting with Lingji. This third eye, used well, no one can escape the eyes of Lingji at all, and I can't help but feel that Shen Hao's inner desire to quickly Lingji is deeper.

At this moment, he raised his feet and jumped off the feather fan, the feather fan flew into the air and flew into Shen Hao's hands after two circles, Shen Hao fanned a few times, and looked up at Ling Hai again. Ling Hai was slightly stunned, a little unable to understand Shen Hao's strange words in the clouds, after all, he cultivated the Tao, and these things in the world were dull. But soon, he still understood Shen Hao's 'meaningless' words, and frowned slightly.

"You are a cultivator, and you still have to remember these mortal things in the world, are you really here to cultivate? Or are you still unable to get rid of the mortal dust?" The low questioning voice seemed to question Shen Hao on behalf of the thousands of cultivators, was it really here to cultivate the Tao like this?

It's a pity that Ling Hai represents only a small number of people, or rather, he can't represent at all.

Who said that the practice should forget the world? Who lamented that the immortal was not a human being?

The answer is no, let's say, Shen Hao himself, he doesn't care about these at all. So for Ling Hai's statement, Shen Hao just pinched the feather flower of the feather fan in his hand, which was so soft at the moment.

"The Tao is all dust, the Tao is made of heaven and earth, and the Tao is the heart. Who said ......" Shen Hao paused when he said this, his fingers moved lightly, and Yuhua smiled slightly.

"Breaking the mortal is the way?!" shouted angrily, scolding that Ling Hai, but didn't he scold this Tiancheng? The anger turned into majesty, just like the door god attached to the door, and the momentum was there. That Ling Hai was unnaturally in a trance, as if he was frightened, he raised his feet and retreated.

For just a moment, Shen Hao stroked his hand, the feather fan trembled slightly, and five feather flowers rushed out one by one. Went straight to Ling Hai, and at the moment of Ling Hai's trance, the feather flower had already broken through the wind and pierced away, and the feather flower gradually enlarged in Ling Hai's pupils, straight for a moment.

"Oops!" he was shocked in his heart, a feather flower had already penetrated his feet, and he was left to subconsciously raise his hand to defend, although he hurriedly ran away. Of the last four feather flowers, two missed, and one broke through Ling Hai's body protection aura, but was slapped by Ling Hai's backhand, but it still cut a blood mark. There is another flower, which went straight to Ling Hai's head, Ling Hai suddenly turned his head sideways, and he could dodge, but a hideous blood mark was cut on his face, and the blood fell to the ground in an instant. Ignoring the pain, Ling Hai was able to stabilize his body, and turned to face the five feather flowers that flew past. Shen Hao narrowed his eyes, stretched out a hand, and clenched it into a fist from his palm, and suddenly the five feather flowers cut the wind back, and the route still cut through Ling Hai. Ling Hai's face sank.

"The Flame of the Dead. Whispering a curse, Ling Hai formed a column in his hand, and suddenly in front of him was like a column of soldiers, and clusters of blood-red flames appeared and surrounded him. Raising his finger forward, the blood-red fire flew out in an instant, colliding with the five feather flowers. The sound of the fire and the wind of the feather flowers cancel each other out.

Shen Hao was in the distance, his head was big for a while, and the spiritual sense that always surrounded Ling Hai made Shen Hao helpless. However, it was just a worry on the table, and it was quickly left behind by Shen Hao. At this moment, he took a deep breath, waved his hand and the water snake flew out, and after following the water snake, he went straight to Ling Hai. Ling Hai realized in an instant that he freed up his spiritual power and formed a seal around his fingertips, and the 'Atom' was launched, repeating the snake entanglement technique again, and the sky was crystal clear again.

"The wind wall becomes a blade, and a feather flower is connected to the wind sword. After the sky was full of crystals, Shen Hao's slightly shrill voice came out faintly, as if he was singing. At the moment when this voice came out, a feather flower struggled violently, and under Ling Hai's shocked gaze, it directly broke through the dark fire and went straight to the crystal sky, and the moment the feather makeup disappeared, a gust of wind swept away.

The crystal of the sky was directly blown in an instant, and in an instant, Shen Hao's figure was revealed, and the wind raged around him, like the eye of a tornado, circle after circle, hair and sideburns, clothes, and all over his body were dancing violently in the wind. The wind blew around him, and the sky was crystal in a circle, and suddenly the crystal light flickered regularly. I saw him raise his hand, and a wind sword swept up, and the airflow changed, from small to large, and then from large to small. The action is like a swordsman raising his sword to slash someone. Holding the wind sword in his hand, Shen Hao laughed.

The elbow was slightly sideways, and in Ling Hai's pale gaze, he was slashed at dusk!

Ling Hai completely ignored it, and directly let go of the feather flower in front of him, letting the feather flower wear through his body, but he also avoided the vital point. Raising his hand to the sky, the circle of ripples ripples, layer by layer. The wind sword fell, and the moment it touched this layer, Ling Hai suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, connecting the previous wound, which was shocking.

As if buzzing in his ears, Ling Hai's consciousness seemed to disappear, and in a trance, a white dress fell in front of him.

Similarly, the moment the wind sword fell, Shen Hao was expressionless. But at the moment when the wind sword was about to be strengthened, Shen Hao's eyes suddenly widened. Then, I saw that the wind sword actually cracked, and the cracks were dense one after another, and it suddenly shattered with the last roar! The feather flower bounced back directly, and Shen Hao was counterattacked, and a mouthful of blood drenched his entire chin.

Looking down at the white clothes under the storm, Shen Hao's face sank like water.

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