It's better to ask for others than for yourself, since Yun Xianzi is unreliable, Song Hao has to find a way by himself, but again, the crisis is not so easy to resolve, so soon, Song Hao was caught up by the other party.

The two were far apart, and there was only a distance of more than 1,000 zhang left, in this case, there was no point in escaping, so Song Hao slowed down and landed on the top of a nearby mountain, his face full of solemnity.

Although Song Hao has also experienced many crises since he embarked on the immortal path, there has never been a time when he can compare with what he is looking for, he has to face Jindan Ancestor alone.

To say that you are not nervous and scared is deceptive.

But it didn't work.

The other party was a demon cultivator, and it was impossible to be reasonable, so Song Hao could only force himself to calm down, concentrate all his energy, and deal with the crisis in front of him.

In this way, it is possible to survive the death and obtain that glimmer of life in all kinds of dangers.

The distance of more than 1,000 zhang is naturally not worth mentioning for the immortal cultivators of the Jindan realm, so the burly man soon came to his eyes.

"Escape, why don't you escape, don't you think you can escape from the palm of your hand?" The corners of the big man's mouth were full of ridicule.

It looks bad at all, and for him, maybe it's a game, a game of cat and mouse.

Song Hao sighed: "I don't know you, and I have no intention of being an enemy of the Heavenly Demon Sect, why do you have to work hard?"

"Don't know me?"

The big man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "The little guy surnamed Tian, do you think that when things come to this point, can you still get by?"

"What little guy surnamed Tian?"

This time it was Song Hao's turn to be stunned, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but it was too specific, and it was not clear.

There was no time for him to think.

Because the burly man had no intention of bothering at all.

The other party picked up the giant axe on his shoulder and rushed over viciously.

Song Hao was taken aback, he had never seen such an immortal cultivator, so he didn't sacrifice the magic weapon, but directly rushed over and slashed and attacked.

It doesn't feel like a monk, but more like a warrior.

"Be careful, I'm afraid this guy has used alchemy to condense the golden pill successfully. Fairy Yun's voice came to his ears.

"Alchemy?"

Song Hao raised his eyebrows, he didn't plan to carry it hard, and after listening to Fairy Yun's reminder, he didn't hesitate to withdraw and retreat.

Fortunately, it flashed quickly, but the next scene made Song Hao's eyes widen.

I saw a flash of black light, and the hill under my feet just now was actually split in half.

The rumbling sound came to my ears, and the rubble fell like rain, but in the blink of an eye, the whole hill collapsed.

"This ......"

Song Hao was really taken aback, although he often heard that high-level monks had the ability to move mountains and seas, but after all, he had never witnessed it with his own eyes, and when he saw a hill being razed to the ground at this time, his mood was broken.

Even if this hill is not more than 100 meters high, it may be more suitable to say that it is a hill, but it can destroy it, and its combat effectiveness is still staggering.

Such an opponent will definitely not be able to beat him.

He was much more powerful than that Yan Feng.

What's more, at that time, he was dealing with Elder Yan, he was joining forces with Tian Xiaotao, and there were all kinds of favorable factors, but at this time, he was alone.

Song Hao quickly made a judgment and speculation in his heart.

But what's the use?

You can't just tie your hands.

His expression was very serious.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, dense talismans suddenly flew out of the sleeves.

There are more than 100 of them.

And it's not all low-level talismans, there are a lot of mid-level spells sealed in it.

In the next moment, these talismans spontaneously combusted without wind, and suddenly turned into wind blades, thunder and lightning, and flames, slashing their heads and covering their faces, like enemies smashing down.

The power of a single talisman may not be nothing, but the number is so large that the power is staggering, even if the Jindan Ancestor does not dare to wait and look at it.

The burly man really chose to retreat, after all, even if he could carry such an attack, it would be very stupid to be straight ahead.

I saw him take a step next to him, at first glance, his movements were not fast, but he flew more than ten feet away.

"It's ...... Shrink the ground into inches!"

Song Hao's pupils shrank, this was a very high-level earth attribute spell, and non-Jindan monks couldn't master it.

And it was such a simple action, and the spell that filled the sky actually failed.

"Mantis arm block the car!"

There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of Dahan's mouth, as if he was laughing at Song Hao for all his efforts, which were just in vain, but the next moment, the smug expression on his face froze.

Roar!

The roar came into his ears, and behind him, at some point, a dragon with a body of more than ten zhang long appeared, with teeth and claws, like him pounced.

Give the dummy!

It turned out that those talismans just now were just to confuse his ears and eyes, and the burly man was fooled.

But in the blink of an eye, the dragon had already pounced in front of him.

If he was only an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period, at this time, I am afraid that there would be no other means except to tie his hands.

But as a Jindan ancestor, the situation is naturally different.

"Whoosh!"

The burly man turned around at an incredible speed, then exhaled and punched the dragon out.

That's right, a punch.

It feels like a grasshopper shaking a tree.

However, the seemingly powerful dragon was like a clay papier-mâché, and it disappeared after a wail.

"Poof!"

Song Hao staggered, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, obviously the blow just now injured him.

The dragon disappeared, and in its place, the wind beads came into view, but the surface was dim.

Song Hao's face was full of shock, this guy's strength was much stronger than he imagined, and it was not at all comparable to that Elder Yan of the Spirit Feather Sect.

The little luck in my heart was suddenly gone, and the strength of each other was too different, although I didn't want to admit it, but in front of the other party, I was indeed a fish on the chopping block.

It's useless to resist, is it really just a matter of waiting to die?

Song Hao was unwilling, but helpless, he didn't know what to do, but he didn't expect the burly man to stop what he was doing.

"Hey, aren't you the little guy surnamed Tian?"

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are countless miraculous skills, although there are countless kinds of magical powers, which can change the appearance and body shape, but the skills and treasures cannot be hidden, as long as you make a move, your true identity will naturally be exposed.

Tian Xiaotao, as the young master's sworn enemy, is the personal disciple of the Great Elder, and his demonic skills are extremely pure, which is really too different from the man in front of him.

"Of course I'm not surnamed Tian, did Your Excellency recognize the wrong person?"

Song Hao hurriedly said this, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of hope.

was extremely depressed and angry in his heart, and from a few words, he could also judge that the other party mistook himself for Tian Xiaotao's guy.