In a silkworm chrysalis similar to blood, there was a slight heartbeat slowly coming out.

Obviously, in the midst of the vibrant blood, the blood skull is actually under pressure and is moving towards success.

On the scene, everyone's last hope was completely shattered, and the only thing left was death-like tranquility.

At this moment, it is almost irreversible in a desperate situation, and it is impossible for anyone to have the strength to face it again, an even more powerful blood skeleton old man.

"Click!" A palm stretched out, and in an instant, a stream of divine consciousness like a hurricane swept in in this devastating way.

"Whew!"

Under the panicked eyes of everyone, the rubble was swept down with the wind, blowing everything away.

In an instant, it was like experiencing a sandstorm that was extremely manic, and there was only bare ground above the location where Xuanfu City was originally located.

No one would have thought that at the moment of the final fall, the Blood Skull would use the last trace of strength to forcibly control the Phantom Soul Bell to sweep out, and devour the latter in a desperate gamble.

Moreover, in such a situation, in addition to healing his body with the spirit of water, he also relied on the power of the Three Illusion Demon Scorpions to break through the power of his divine consciousness to the level of a fourth-order rune master.

Under a burst of smoke that almost obscured the sun, a slightly cold old face pierced through the smoke, and it was the Blood Skeleton Old Man who had successfully broken through to the Fourth-Order Rune Master.

Clenched his fists slightly, feeling the power of divine consciousness like a great river, and his heart was filled with endless smiles.

Spreading out his palm, a blood-colored scale the size of a fingernail appeared in the eyes of the blood skull

At the critical moment, if it hadn't blocked the attack of the Eight Desolations Energy Cannon, he would have turned into ashes a long time ago.

"Thanks to this, this thing! Otherwise, this bunch would have been ruined. ”

"However, now that the old man has become a fourth-order rune master, my Blood Skull Lao Rao's name will definitely resound throughout the Southern Regions. ”

Indeed, a fourth-order rune master is generally enough to be equivalent to a super powerhouse of the unity realm, and after getting rid of a few people, this blood skeleton old man officially stands at the peak of the Southern Regions

However, as an evil cultivator, with such a strong strength, he will definitely bring another bloody storm to the Southern Regions.

"Boom!" The sound of breaking wind, like a ghost, instantly resounded throughout the space

"Who!" said the Blood Skull.

After a few sounds, no one responded, such a strange sight made the blood skull bend, and then the power of divine consciousness was detected in full, and after exploring inside and out, there was no trace of abnormality at all.

It is completely impossible to completely hide his traces in front of a fourth-order rune master, unless he is at the level of the fifth order or above.

After thinking about it for a while, he immediately shook his head, as the deputy sect master of the Ghost King Sect, he also knew that there was no fifth-order rune master in the Southern Regions.

In the thick smoke and dust, a slightly thin figure placed the unconscious Ye Ling in his hand beside the several people who were also unconscious, and sighed softly.

"I'll leave the rest to you, Boss Bai. ”

Immediately, a pair of clear eyes instantly turned blue, and a divine power like a vast ocean instantly broke through the smoke and dust, and bursts of strong power rippled in circles like tides.

Instantly stunned by this extremely powerful force, the old face of the Blood Skull suddenly amazed, because he could feel that this power was even a little stronger than his own.

"It's you!" cloudy eyes paused on Yang Hao's delicate face, surprised.

For this young face, the blood skull naturally has a deep memory.

"It seems that your memory is good!" At this time, Yang Hao's voice was like a drooping old man, low and vicissitudes.

Compared to the last time, Yang Hao completely handed over the ownership of his body, so now, it is Boss Bai who is manipulating his body.

"Your voice?" The timbre that was extremely disproportionate to the young face made the blood skull extremely uncomfortable, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze kept scanning over Yang Hao's body.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the water spirit. Yang Hao put his hands behind his back, but a deep and heavy blessing flashed in his clear eyes

The current state of the blood skeleton has not completely refined the water spirit, but now, if you want the water spirit, you can only forcibly scrape it out of the body, which is undoubtedly like wanting his life.

"It seems that you want the old man's life, in that case, let the old man try how many catties and taels you have in your hand. ”

With a loud shout, the palm of his hand bent, and the blood-colored palm like a dustpan turned into a ghostly blood light, cutting through the void, aiming directly at Yang Hao's chest.

The unexpected attack, coupled with the blessing of the extremely strong power of divine consciousness, even if the other party was a fourth-order rune master like himself, it was not easy to resist.

Under the hideous face, it seemed that the next moment, the blood claw would pierce through the chest, and the appearance of the red blood scattering made the blood light in the blood skull's eyes stronger again.

However, when he was less than a foot away from the other party, the corner of the blood skull's eyes caught a glimpse of Yang Hao's face, and the expression was not panicked, but had an extremely playful look.

"Oops!" At this abnormal sight, an ominous blessing suddenly rose in the blood skull's heart

"The tricks are terrible! The speed is terrible. After Yang Hao said lightly, his right foot moved, and a terrifying thunder dragon burst out of his left fist.

Piercing through the space, slamming into the former's chest at a speed far beyond the blood light's incredible gaze.

"Sting!"

The Thunder Dragon was like a huge arc of lightning that descended, leaning on the Blood Skull's body without any scruples.

"Boom!"

Under the huge force, a blood-colored body smashed into the ground like a meteor.

In a deep pit more than 100 feet long, the electric light flickered continuously, and the terrifying power even surpassed that of ordinary thunder.

Any trace of thunder leakage was enough to shatter an ordinary nine-vein condensation martial artist.

"Damn it!"

Above the body he felt, there was still thunder light, and at this moment, the eyes of the blood skeleton were full of explosive killing intent.

Since the speed is not as good as the opponent's, that is, the hand-to-hand grappling skills of the hard bridge and the hard horse, it should be able to beat the opponent completely.

stomped on it, and cracks the thickness of thighs immediately cracked on the flat ground.

With the help of the huge anti-shock force, it rushed towards Yang Hao.

The fists and feet came out together, and the palms changed their finger skills, like a storm.

The gusts of wind carried the smell of bloody wind and rain, and the skills of melee combat that had been immersed in it for hundreds of years were unreserved.

However, even so, it was shocking that the blood skeleton didn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes.

"The fist power is too weak!"

"Foot strength is not enough!"

"The fingering is not precise enough!"

"The palm wind can't even blow an ant!"

"Are you sure, that's all?"

No matter what kind of move, Yang Hao seems to be a prophet, rushing in front of the blood skull to break the move, it can be like this, like a fighting champion fighting against a stinky child.

"You!" a series of contemptuous words made the blood skeleton's eyes split, and in the latter's heart, the other party was just a teenager, but he devalued himself worthless.

"It's almost enough!" Yang Hao glanced at it coldly, the defensive figure was quite embarrassed, his right hand stood up, like a butterfly wearing flowers, hitting the crossed arms of the old man with blood skull, after smiling lightly, he pressed closer, pinched his left fist, and used his body to jam the hands that wanted to fight back.

Under the urging of a touch of divine power, above the violent fist, there was a tiger roaring dragon sound.

The arm was stuck in the owner, unable to defend, and in a hurry, he used the power of his divine consciousness to conjure up a wall of divine consciousness that was used to block it where he had to pass.

"Carving insect skills!"

Yang Hao's fist, with the power of distorting space, easily penetrated the wall and hit the blood skull's chest again.

"Brush!"

The body of the blood skeleton flew out upside down in a furious roar, and the terrifying wave of qi was like a dragon, directly tearing a long tunnel-like trail on the ground before stopping.

Whether it's speed or anything else, it's not a combination at all

"Ahem!" spit out blood, and under the two attacks, the sternum of the blood skull had been completely shattered open, and under the frightened expression in his eyes, it was hard to imagine that this kind of thing had happened.

Such a young boy would have a powerful divine sense power comparable to that of a fifth-order rune master, which had nothing to do with Fu, even if it was among the hundreds of domains in the entire Xuan Continent, there would never be a type of Fu.

Recalling the extraordinary actions in front of him, coupled with an old timbre, and terrifying combat skills, this is by no means something that a teenager can have.

The fear in his eyes gradually deepened, as if he had thought of something, and the blood skeleton exclaimed.

"I see! There's a strong soul in your body. ”

"That's right! But there is no reward. Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a terrifying divine sense fluctuation suddenly spread, and a huge fist large enough to be a hundred zhang big appeared in the air in a way that shocked the eyeballs.

Above the holy, vast fist, there were countless golden runes faintly.

"The Holy Spirit Breaks the Fist"

With endless pressure, the entire space was pressed into a vacuum, and a huge fist was aimed at the blood skull.

This power even exceeded the rebound power of the Eight Desolation Talismans, and right now, the blood-colored scales could not be used for time, so they could only resist with their own strength.

However, under the power of the breaking fist, the vast and boundless tearing power even had an urge to make the blood skeleton want to bow down.

"Sea of Blood!"

With the fingers of both palms, streams of blood-colored energy that were extremely rich to the extreme quickly appeared, and after a while, they transformed into a blood-colored ocean of about 100 zhang.

The giant fist ruthlessly landed on the viscous sea of blood like satin, and I saw that the original wave of blood was completely suppressed into an extremely concave origin.

Looking at the desperate and stubborn resistance to the sea of blood lightly, Yang Hao's face turned cold, and he swung his fist.

"Bang!" There was a bang, and the sea of blood burst open and shattered, turning into countless blood smoke, as if ice and snow were melting, spreading away.

The invincible attitude of the giant fist landed, and on the ground, a terrifying and muffled sound erupted, and this sound lasted for nearly half a cup of tea.

When everything was calm, a kilometer-long mark of a powerful fist appeared on the ground.

This time, under the hands of Boss Bai, the blood skeleton has turned into powder, and there is no possibility of resuscitation.