Pan Hao's head was chaotic, suddenly the chaos exploded, the three thousand world of Lu appeared, there were three thousand noble gods located in the three thousand world of Lu world, each god guarded a world of the world, the world of light and rain fell, there were crystal lotus flowers blooming at the feet, the sacred Zen chanting sound was like the Huanglu bell ringing, shocking the heaven and earth.

Immediately after that, countless mysterious, ancient, and sacred runes rushed out from each worldly realm, shining, shining with golden light, and the brilliance was like the rising of the sun, and these runes formed a three-thousand-word scripture. The scriptures are written in pearls, as if expounding the avenue of heaven and earth, and there are countless truths contained in it.

"Three Thousand Curses of the Gods!"

Pan Hao's eyebrows jumped, and a huge amount of information poured into Pan Hao's head, and Pan Hao was pleasantly surprised in his heart, this is a set of secret methods from the past to the present. The use of secret methods can absorb the power of faith to condense the three thousand divine spirit law bodies, each of which has its own characteristics and has supreme combat power.

Once cultivated, it will rush up during the battle, and it will be a crushing existence at all. Moreover, these runes contain a lot of wonderful uses, and it can even be said that it is the general outline of the exploration of the mysteries of Shinto in this world.

However, to Pan Hao's regret, this secret method is only incomplete and imperfect, and it needs to be explored and perfected by later generations. Thinking of this, Pan Hao couldn't help but ask a question, is the White Lotus True Solution really just an ordinary exercise? The ancient predecessors of this world realm have not been able to take the last step in the Divine Dao, but Pan Hao is now walking extremely smoothly on this road.

Pan Hao shook his head, leaving these questions in his heart, his trip was a complete success, and there were magic weapons of faith casting in the three thousand mantras, although the magic weapons cast by these magic methods, coupled with the blessing of pure Shinto runes, were no worse than ordinary magic weapons.

Moreover, these magic weapons have Shinto qualities, and each god can give birth to his own unique magic weapon as long as he has enough faith. Pan Hao had to sigh again at the horror of the power of willingness, faith, and power. It can be compared to the miracle of the Creator.

"It's you!"

A voice full of murderous intent came from a distance of gnashing teeth.

Pan Hao turned his head and saw Xiao He's face cold, looking at him with a cold light in his eyes. Xiao He's surroundings instantly became depressing, the meager clouds above were stirred, and the atmosphere froze.

"You killed Zhu Er, right?"

Xiao He stepped into the air, angry and hunting.

Pan Hao didn't expect that he hadn't been recognized in Gushan, but he bumped into each other when he came out. In Gushan, Pan Hao always has a golden light on his body. And he was low-key, plus Xiao He didn't expect a little monk who was pregnant to be mixed with their real people, so he was not noticed by Xiao He.

"Quack!"

Pan Hao looked at Xiao He coldly, with an impatient expression. Isn't it just bullying oneself to conceive the pill and trying to forcibly seize the black light stone? You must know that the black light stone is a material for refining a high-grade magic weapon or even a half-step weapon, and it is normal for Xiao He to be tempted, but it is a big mistake for his people to want to kill themselves and seize it.

"You, thief, give me death!"

"Boom!"

Xiao He was furious, and his face was very ugly. He is extremely talented, he is the seed of the sect's promotion power, and he has always been respected. But now he is actually despised by a loose cultivator who doesn't know which corner of the road comes out. Xiao He wiped his big hand, and a cold edge flashed. A green sword emitting a cold aura appeared in his hand. The green sword bounced up and shot towards Pan Hao's neck.

"It's a fight!"

There were also many monks who had fallen here in the distance, and they couldn't help but watch when they saw a battle.

"Isn't that Xiao He of the Tianhe Sect?"

A monk recognized Xiao He's identity,

"Yes! It's him! The other one is a little strange. But isn't this armor the first monk to climb the Divine Garden?"

Someone saw Pan Hao's armor and couldn't help but suddenly realize. At this time, a monk frowned and looked at Xiao He and Pan Hao, and then took out a stalk from the storage ring that was only a few inches long. A glittering little sword. His true yuan was sent to the small sword, and in an instant, the sword talisman turned into a golden light and flew away.

Pan Hao was not afraid at all, and rushed forward with the Divine Lotus under his feet with a halberd in his hand.

"Dang!"

The dark golden armor on Pan Hao's body was shining, and the halberd in his hand had runes circulating, the halberd slashed through the space, and the piercing sound of the space exploded, and the halberd slashed towards the green sword, and with a bang, several cracks cracked on the green sword's body.

"How is that possible?"

Xiao He's eyes were horrified, and a strange handprint quickly formed in his hand.

"Boom!"

A long river of silver light burst out of the void and turned into a terrifying torrent and rushed towards Pan Hao. The river is huge, hanging upside down in the sky, as if the Milky Way above the nine heavens is rushing down, with a mighty heavenly might.

"Bang bang!"

The divine lotus under Pan Hao's feet was disillusioned, and with a long roar, the halberd took Pan Hao into a dazzling golden light and rushed into the galaxy.

"Boom!"

Pan Hao's halberd was like a dragon, roaring into the sky and breaking through the galaxy. The galaxy collapsed in an instant, and the galaxy condensed by the true qi runes turned into a rain of light and dissipated into the void.

Pan Hao's eyes were boiling with murderous intent, and a powerful momentum enveloped Xiao He, turning into a golden light and rushing forward. Xiao He quickly retreated under his feet, and a blue light flew out, and the green sword slashed towards Pan Hao.

"Bang!"

The sharp green sword was hit by Pan Hao's halberd, and finally couldn't withstand Pan Hao's strength, and instantly collapsed into crystal green fragments and fell from the sky.

"Die!"

Xiao He shouted, and a blood-stained, very simple, and evil bronze spear appeared in his hand. The bronze spear is full of killing spirit, this is a magic spear that is infinitely close to the top-grade magic weapon. The bronze spear roared, and with a roar, it was projected by Xiao He.

The magic spear roared through, and a majestic killing force enveloped Pan Hao, making people feel desperate in their hearts. But at this time, Pan Hao was not afraid, the pale golden blood on his body was billowing and flowing, with a strong force. In the dark, a force of heaven and earth was blessed on his body, and at this time, Pan Hao was no worse than any Jindan real person. Pan Hao shouted, and the halberd in his hand collided with the magic spear.

"Boom!"

With a bang, he was knocked out of the air. The divine lotus bloomed at Pan Hao's feet, and Huo Ran appeared in front of Xiao He. Pan Hao smiled coldly, and the golden light of the long halberd slammed towards Xiao He's neck.

At this time, a man with a clear body and a handsome appearance flew from a distance, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, and shouted: "Be merciful!"

When Pan Hao heard the voice, the halberd in his hand not only did not stop moving, but the speed became faster, and the halberd turned into a golden lightning bolt and slashed towards Xiao He.

"You!"

Xiao He's body was cold, his eyes were full of horror, and he urged the true yuan vigorously to stimulate the magic robe on his body.

"Boom!"

After all, Xiao He was dodged a little between the lightning and flint, and the halberd slammed down Xiao He's chest. Xiao He's clothes had runes circulating on them, and they were indestructible. With a bang, Xiao He turned into a black shadow and fell rapidly, like a meteor falling, smashing the underground earth and causing smoke and dust to rise.

"Who are you, no one in the Tianhe Sect can deceive me!"

Han Rui glanced at it and saw that Xiao He's magic robe was torn and bleeding from his chest, which was very miserable, but he didn't have to worry about his life, so he couldn't help but feel relieved. Han Rui's fierce gaze was like a cold knife, and his eyes did not hide his murderous intent. Pan Hao had just heard his voice and actually killed the killer, which made him very angry.

"Huh!"

Pan Hao was expressionless and looked at Han Rui very indifferently. Suddenly, Pan Hao couldn't hide his thunderbolt and threw the halberd into the ground.

"Poof!"

Han Rui's face changed greatly, and he wanted to stop it, but he was far away from Xiao He. The halberd was nailed into Xiao He's heart with a bang, and the divine power carried on the halberd exploded, and Xiao He's originally happy expression turned into shock and despair. Under the explosion of divine power, the body exploded to pieces, and the bones could not survive.

"What kind of person is this! What a cold method and expression!"

The onlookers couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, feeling a chill down their spines, this killing god was too terrifying.

"This person is still fighting with the Tianhe faction, and I don't know what the background of Lu Dao is. The power of the Tianhe Sect may be guarding outside!"

The other monk turned out to be both admired and shocked by Pan Hao. He has been in contact with Xiao He a few times, and he has an understanding of this temperament, so he naturally knows that he died unjustly, and Pan Hao hated it for a lot of loose cultivation this time.

"You, find, die!"

Han Rui's muscles jumped violently, the killing machine skyrocketed, and he spat out word by word, and with the confiding of these words, the surrounding miles instantly became cold and gloomy, and the leaves of some ancient trees withered and turned yellow in a blink of an eye, falling one after another. Behind Han Rui, a vast long river faintly emerged, as if a real dragon was dormant, and suddenly the dragon's head was raised, and a terrifying qi machine suppressed Pan Hao. (To be continued......)