Chapter 405: Mu Xiran's coldness

Liang Mao's originally hideous face froze, and he turned pale with fright in an instant.

"Kill!"

Lin Hao shot again, this time all kinds of spells came out.

Behind him, a pair of huge wings stretched, and when the wings stirred, the speed increased again.

The Nine Divine Rings also emerged, infinitely magnified, forming the power of the field and enveloping everyone.

The Dusheng sword on his waist also flew out, surrounding Lin Hao to block everyone's attack.

"Ah...... Fellow Daoists, help me!"

Liang Mao screamed in horror and kept retreating, but Lin Hao's eyes were cold and came straight at him.

"Let's shoot!"

Everyone shouted and took action to restrict Lin Hao's movements.

However, Lin Hao's speed was extremely fast, sometimes disappearing in the void, sometimes flashing out, dodging most of the attacks.

But the next moment, what people didn't expect was that Lin Hao actually abandoned Liang Mao, and the wings behind him were inciting, and he actually headed towards Yan Ye and smashed down with an abrupt punch.

"Boom!"

Yan Ye's face changed drastically, and it was too late to block Lin Hao's attack in a hurry, so he had to pick up a strange seal in his hand.

"Bang!"

Lin Hao smashed down with a punch, and Yan Ye's figure exploded instantly, but it turned into endless flames.

Then he condensed his body in the other direction, but his face was a little pale, and there was a cold sweat breaking out, obviously he was only barely using this spell.

"Huh, that's interesting!"

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Yan Ye.

Then Lin Hao made another gesture to rush towards Yan Ye.

But the next moment, Lin Hao instigated Kunpeng's wings, and his figure was retreating, rushing in another direction.

And that direction is Liang Mao, who was relieved just now!

"Ah...... Lin Cangxuan: You will die for me!"

Liang Mao roared, a large area of purple mist rose around his body, and the laws of the Heavenly Dao emerged, condensing a purple long sword.

"The old man is either clouds or fog all day long, like a girl!"

Lin Hao sneered disdainfully, his body flickered and dodged a large number of long swords, and the remaining long swords condensed by Zixia were also slashed by the Dusheng Sword around Lin Hao's body.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Hao came to him and slapped out.

"Ahh

Liang Mao let out a scream in horror, and his body was directly slapped into a blood mist by Lin Hao, and at the critical moment, he blocked it with several magic weapons, so that he could save his head.

However, those magic weapons were also directly smashed by Lin Hao.

Liang Mao retreated in horror, and the rest of his head wrapped around Zixia and quickly wanted to escape.

Lin Hao sneered, did he still want to escape at this time?

"Go!"

Lin Hao shouted.

The Dusheng Sword roared lightly and flashed towards Liang Mao.

"Stop him!" Peng Yang and the others' faces changed greatly, they were already a little powerless against Lin Hao, and if they wanted to die again, their pressure would double.

"Whew!"

The Crossing Sword flew out quickly and sharply, heading straight for Liang Mao's head.

"Poof!"

After all, everyone was unable to stop the Dusheng Sword, and Liang Mao's head exploded directly, and blood splattered for nine days.

Say kill him first, be the first to kill him!

Everyone's faces changed greatly, the old flat head's eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

He is the only one in the field who is in the Holy Realm, and he can fight with Lin Hao, but he has not done his best, first, his qi and blood are declining, and he can't exert any combat power, and second, he still has some ideas in his heart.

"Old Biantou, put him in your furnace! We will refine it!"

Peng Yang roared angrily as he attacked.

The old flat head glanced at Peng Yang and said faintly:

"Even the Taishang Bagua Furnace can't refine him, but let him get the Bagua Flame, do you think my Ding Furnace can refine him?"

Peng Yang was speechless for a moment.

But at this time, Meng Jing was smashed by Lin Hao and flew out, roaring angrily:

"Then what should I do? If it drags on any longer, we will inevitably fall! As a Saint Realm powerhouse, only your old man can threaten it!"

"Hey......

Lin Hao sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Boom!"

With another punch, Meng Jing actually blocked it again.

"Huh?"

Lin Hao was slightly surprised, with his current physical body blessed by the power of gods and demons, he could break his physical body with one punch.

However, this Meng Jing's whole body exuded brilliance, and he actually blocked his two attacks in a row without being damaged.

"I wonder how many punches you can take from me?

Lin Hao's eyes shone, laughed loudly, and walked towards the retreating Meng Jing again.

At this time, Meng Jing's face was gloomy, and his body was also very strong, but at this time, his arms were slightly bent, and his bones were shattered, and they were being repaired quickly.

Lin Hao's blood was soaring, and between the wings behind him, his body flashed rapidly, dodging a blow of Yan Ye's attack.

"Boom!"

Lin Hao opened and closed his hands and feet, pulling out the mountain and covering the world, and the fist with the size of the sandbag kept smashing down.

After a few punches, Meng Jing roared.

"Zha ......"

A strange syllable emanated from its throat.

After this sound was heard, there were circles of ripples rippling in the void.

Lin Hao frowned and felt that his divine soul trembled, if he hadn't condensed the soul of gods and demons, his divine soul would probably be directly dispersed at this time.

This turned out to be a Divine Soul Attack!

"Roar!"

Lin Hao took a breath, and an incomparably terrifying lion roar came out of Lin Hao's mouth.

At the same time, a huge lion phantom appeared behind Lin Hao, extremely spectacular, roaring with Lin Hao.

"Poof!"

Meng Jing spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew upside down, his face was a little pale, the attack was broken, but he was injured by Lin Hao instead, and his soul was almost scattered.

Although it will not die on the spot, if the divine soul is scattered, there is no way to condense it in a short period of time.

"Kill!"

Lin Hao wanted to step forward again and kill Meng Jing, but was stopped by Yan Ye and others, giving Meng Jing a chance to change his system.

Lin Hao's eyes were cold, this Yan Ye was always able to pinch the right time to give him a fatal blow, so that he had to deal with it, which made him very impatient.

"Sword up!"

Lin Hao snorted lightly, and there was a hint of impatience on his face.

"Nine Heavens Royal Thunder is really decided!"

Lin Hao pinched the guidance in his hand, and led towards the void, and countless thunderbolts fell down, suddenly giving birth to thunder and lightning from the void.

"Oh no!

Everyone in China has seen the horror of this trick, and it can gather thunder dragons.

Everyone's faces changed, and it was too late to stop them at this time, so they could only dodge.

But Lin Hao sneered, how could this be so easy to dodge?

"Boom!"

With Lin Hao as the center, countless thunder and lightning powers overflowed, forming a unique thunder and lightning field, enveloping everyone in the Nine Divine Rings.

But what is surprising is that there is one less person in the field!

"Huh?"

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and this old flat head escaped silently.

"That's not right!"

The next moment, Lin Hao's face changed greatly.

The old flat head was standing with Mu Xiran at this time.

And Mu Xiran's eyes were cold, as if there was no trace of emotion, looking at them as if he was looking at a dead person.

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