The pupils of the Ten Thousand Demon Young Master shrank, and an incredible look appeared on his face, this is the Fire Bomb Technique?

He was also an immortal cultivator who had experienced a hundred battles, so he naturally saw the extraordinaryness of this move, and a trace of horror flashed on his face, and the anger just now had disappeared without a trace.

Hurriedly his hands danced, and with his movements, dark demonic qi surged out, turning into a huge cloud, covering his entire body.

The next moment, a loud "boom" sound came into the ears, and the huge fire bomb went forward, like a meteor falling, and smashed into the demon cloud.

Just like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, all the demonic energy turned into nothingness as if it were devastating, and the figure of the young master of ten thousand demons reappeared.

Embarrassed to the extreme.

His hair was actually half scorched, and his face was also black, looking like Song Hao's expression was full of resentment.

But he is not stupid, and now he naturally knows that he is by no means the opponent of this kid!

If he stays, he will return to the underworld 100%, so he made the choice to flee from the wind.

So the young master of ten thousand demons didn't say a word, and the black mangs all over his body turned into a black rainbow and broke through the air, and the speed was extremely fast, and he flew dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

"If you want to go, where is it so easy?"

The corners of Song Hao's mouth showed a sneer, with his character, he naturally did not let the tiger return to the mountain, the sleeve robe was flicked, and the sound of sneering breaking the air came into his ears, and a few wisps of sword light swam out from the fish in the sleeve, and at first it was only a few inches in size, flashing in the wind, the blue light was dazzling, and they all turned into fairy swords that were several feet long.

Connected in a line, they chased after each other, and the last one came first, and soon, they were only a few feet away from the young master of ten thousand demons.

The other party's face changed greatly, and he naturally didn't want to be restrained, his figure was slightly blurred, and he moved to the side, and at the same time, there was a swarm of demonic energy, condensing into a shield at an extremely fast speed, blocking in front of his body.

Speaking from the heart, the reaction of the Ten Thousand Demon Young Master was not unfast, but it was useless at all, and those few wisps of sword light followed as if they had eyes.

Then there was a flash of light and a fierce slash!

"Ahh

The terrible scream came into his ears, and the blood flowers flew in the sky, although the young master of ten thousand demons tried his best, but the difference in strength was huge, and in the end, it was difficult to escape the result of his soul being scattered, and he was cut by several sword lights, and even his soul had no chance to escape.

The strong enemy ambushed him, but Song Hao's face was a light and breezy color, as if it was just a trivial matter.

The fact is also the same, now he is not what he used to be, the condensed superb golden pill once in ten thousand years, plus Song Hao's strength was originally far superior to the immortal cultivators of the same level, and now it has been improved to an incredible level, although he does not dare to say that he can challenge the Yuanying Ancestor, but for the monks in the late stage of the ordinary golden pill, the hope of winning should be very great.

This treasure hunt, although it has gone through thousands of difficulties and obstacles, but the luck is really good, I saw his sleeve robe flick, a green glow flew out, and took back the storage bag of the young master of ten thousand demons, and then Song Hao was covered in green mangs, intending to leave the place of right and wrong.

......

The sky was a little dark, and here was the endless sea, when suddenly a lightning bolt pierced the sky, stabbing it, the void was torn, and a figure appeared in the electric light.

"This is ......"

Song Hao looked around, looked at the surrounding environment, as far as the eye could see, there was an ocean boundless, Song Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath and spit out a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest.

Finally left the Lingbao Garden.

He is not what he used to be, Song Hao estimated that he might be invincible among the Jindan monks, and he had also obtained many treasures, but he was not familiar with the life of the Heavenly Star Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the top priority was to find a suitable place to live, rest well, and take an inventory of the treasures by the way.

By the way, avoid the limelight, after all, there have been many changes in the Lingbao Garden this time, and the monks who entered have all been wiped out, and then it will definitely cause an uproar in the entire immortal cultivation world, although those people may not be able to track down themselves, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.

This thought turned in his mind, Song Hao stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and an emerald green jade slip was taken out by him, lowered his head slightly, and sank his divine sense.

What is engraved in this jade slip is a map, and there is a result when you are less tilted, and Song Hao is covered in green mangs and flies forward.

According to the map in the jade slip, his location at this moment is very remote, and he is at least a few days away from the nearest immortal city.

Still in Song Hao, he was not in a hurry, according to the map, he flew forward at a very usual speed.

The day was uneventful.

The next day went very well.

However, on the third day, there were more and more pedestrians along the way.

At first, Song Hao didn't care, thinking it was just a coincidence, but as time passed, his brows furrowed slightly.

There is no other reason, although it took two days to travel, but the location here is already very remote, and there are at least seven or eight days away from Xiancheng, and this is estimated by his own speed, in other words, the real distance is more than ten thousand miles.

Why are there so many monks in such a remote place?

This is a bit of a counterintuitiveness.

So what to do?

It's very simple, just ask someone.

However, the world is impermanent, and before Song Hao could find someone to ask for directions, trouble actually came to the door first.

Here's the thing, Song Hao didn't want to attract attention, so he deliberately hid his cultivation and used the Qi Gathering Technique to make his cultivation look like he was only in the middle stage of foundation building.

I didn't know that I met an old man with a smooth face.

This is an immortal cultivator in the early stage of a golden pill.

It seems that he was also passing by here, and saw that Song Hao was alone, and there was no one here, so he made a temporary cameo appearance as a treasure snatcher monk and asked Song Hao to obediently hand over all the treasures on his body.

Song Hao smiled dumbly, if he was really an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period, he naturally had no strength to fight back, even if he was angry in his heart, he could only hand over the treasure obediently, and it was really hard to say whether the other party would kill people afterwards.

But now......

There was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, who is the hunter and who is the prey, now I am afraid that there are two words.

So Song Hao made a move.

As a result, there is naturally no suspense at all, the old man is just a casual cultivator, and it was condensed into a golden pill by chance, the most ordinary low-grade golden pill, although it is extremely powerful in the face of the foundation building monk, but the confrontation with Song Hao is simply a fish on the chopping board, and he has no power to fight back.

After just a few breaths, the strength and weakness of the victory and defeat were distinguished, and the old man was restrained by Song Hao's spell and couldn't move.

The original commanding spirit disappeared without a trace, replaced by a color of fear, and begged bitterly: "Daoyou spare your life, and the little old man is also confused for a while." ”