"Are you going?" sneered in a deep and majestic voice.

Puff puff......

Dulong's head rose to the sky, blood erupted, and the body that lost its head took a few steps forward, and finally fell to the ground, its limbs twitching wildly. The flying head still had a frightened look in its eyes, and it fell to the ground with a snap.

"Ahh......hh

The thieves behind him were trembling with fright, and many of their crotches had become wet, but now everyone was in no mood to laugh at each other.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what is offensive to my subordinates, please forgive me!" a cold and sharp voice came out from the mountain temple.

"Just you?" Pan Hao stepped on the void, looked down at everyone, and there was a monstrous anger brewing in his pale red eyes.

Poof, there are constantly broken heads rising to the sky, blood is spilled, stumps are all over the ground, this place is like Shura hell!

"Don't kill me!"

"Immortal Master, help!"

"Devil!"

The remaining two or three hundred people were screaming in despair, and their hearts had already collapsed.

Pan Hao's eyes were cold, and all these people were full of anger, wrapped in thick resentment. Obviously, all of them have unjust souls on their hands, and they all deserve to die!

"Give you three points of color, you don't have a face, don't blame me!" A cold aura in the mountain temple rose to the sky, and a black long sword rose into the sky, and the sword stopped in the air and groaned. Like a poisonous snake, bloodthirsty and cold.

Wow, the black sword turned into a black line and shot towards Pan Hao.

Pan Hao raised his hands high, brushed, and dozens of crimson long swords exuding a noble aura appeared behind his back.

Qiang Qiang ......

The golden swords lined up in a row, swimming and firing in the void. Crashing into the black sword, a sonorous sound sounded suddenly, boom. The golden long sword kept exploding, and there were several golden shatters that collided head-on, which were obviously not the opponents of the black sword.

"Magic weapon!" Pan Hao's eyes froze. The level of magic weapons is divided into: upper, middle and lower magic weapons, as well as upper, middle and lower magic weapons, and the most lull is the upper, middle and lower Taoist weapons.

Ritual weapons are only in the runes and formations that are burned. When it comes to the magic weapon, it is a different realm, and once the magic weapon is reproduced with spirituality, it can be called a magic weapon. It seems that the ancestral demon banner of the old demon with dry bones already has spirituality. And once you get to the Dao Weapon, you will be able to reproduce the space, the Cave House.

Once the power of space is suppressed, it is enough to kill the enemy beyond the level, and the entire space is suppressed. This is as if Pan Hao is within the scope of his official position, but Pan Hao relies on the power of heaven and earth. And inside the Dao vessel, there is a small world, which is also terrifying.

A golden wheel shone brightly and slowly rose behind Pan Hao. In an instant, Pan Hao was entrusted as if the gods and Buddhas in the sky had descended, and a majestic and grand aura emanated.

The divine power long sword that he condensed is at most a top-grade magic weapon, but the magic power golden wheel derived from the true solution of the white lotus has reached the magic weapon level, and with the increase of his cultivation, the power of the golden light wheel will also increase, and it is simply an infinitely upgraded artifact.

Dangdang, the black sword and the golden wheel collided, entangled in the sky, and sparks flew everywhere.

And in the temple, there is a Taoist priest wearing a miserable green robe, this Taoist priest is Yin Chang, his face is gloomy, his eyes are fixed on the golden wheel outside. Suddenly, a spell in his hand was pinched, and the black sword flipped rapidly in mid-air, flying backwards into the mountain temple with a thud. Snort, the long sword thudged into a pool of blood.

This pool of blood was only two zhang in size, and it was filled with bright red blood, and the blood was constantly tumbling, and a rich bloody aura was emanating. There was a sword groove in the middle of the blood pool, and with a snort, the long sword returned to the sword groove.

Yin Chang's long, narrow and cold eyes looked at the two women on the side, and suddenly spoke: "Originally, I wanted to purify the blood on your body first, but now I don't know where the monk came out of the Dao to make trouble, so I have to give up." "It's a bit of a pity.

And the two women on the side had already been frightened to death, their faces were bloodless, their silver teeth were clenched, the terrifying blood pool in front of them, and the gloomy Taoist priest in front of them. They could almost foresee their own tragic fate.

"Rest in peace! It's not perfect, but it's enough to elevate the Taiyin Magic Sword to a top-grade magic weapon. The killing intent in the yin eyes suddenly rose, and a pitch-black true qi condensed, exuding a cold, cold long whip waved, boom, the long whip swung towards the necks of the two women, the air wave was as fierce as a knife scraping, once the two women were hit, they must have died on the spot, and blood rushed to the sky.

Suddenly, a loud and high-pitched chirp sounded, and this cry was like gold and jade striking each other, a long and clear sound! A fiery red figure suddenly appeared in the mountain temple.

Pan Hao saw the black sword withdrawn, although he was puzzled, but with a wave of the golden wheel, he slaughtered the bandits below. The entire bluestone path was dyed red, and blood was flowing. Pan Hao did not relent, these are some heinous people, and the crimes they commit are not regrettable even if they are cut by a thousand cuts.

Just suddenly, a high and crisp sound sounded, Pan Hao was startled, and looked from a distance, only to see a fiery red figure appear in the temple.

A noble and elegant bird appeared in Pan Hao's field of vision, this bird was very tall, about six feet, with a chicken head, swallow jaw, snake neck, turtle back, fish tail, and red flames.

This is a phoenix! Pan Hao was taken aback.

Foot~

The phoenix roared, and a purple light that mortals could not see tightly surrounded one of the women, and the long whip of the true qi cultivation was counterattacked by the purple qi, turning into a black mist and dissipating.

Foot~

The phoenix raised its head and roared, and its voice was high and domineering, which was the king of birds, the song of the royal family of birds. The phoenix's eyes turned to Yin Chang, and he rushed towards Yin Chang with anger.

Huo, Yin Chang crushed a jade talisman on his body, and a protective shield appeared, wrapping him tightly!

Bang, the protective shield was actually useless at all, and the phoenix rushed and immediately became fragmented.

The golden pill in the yin body was running, and a bloody red light appeared. Boom, the phoenix opened its mouth, and a flame spray full a foot wide appeared, and the phoenix's eyes were arrogant, looking at all directions!

With a click, the phoenix crashed straight into the golden pillar of luck above Yin Chang's head. The big mouth sucked in, and the rolling qi luck flowed into its body. The cultivation of yin and ordinary keeps falling.

"How is it possible, why is it here?" shouted Yin Chang in fear. And this phoenix grid is not only condensed, but also obviously not a young phoenix. There must have been a princess or queen concubine among those two people, who often woke up, pinched the magic trick, and hurriedly fled from the mountain temple.

It's just that at this time, the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan has regressed to the middle stage, and the phoenix is still staring at it. "Damn!" Yin Chang turned a cold true qi into a sharp arrow and shot into the two women of the mountain temple, and suddenly, a huge blue qi luck rushed to the sky, and the sharp arrow seemed to enter the quagmire, without a sound.

Pan Hao looked at the situation below and immediately understood, this is a huge humane luck counterattack. There must be an extremely noble existence inside, this monk is now being counterattacked by human luck, and his cultivation is constantly falling!.

"Ah......h

Yin Chang looked at the falling cultivation in fear, no longer staying, not even the black sword in the blood pool. Now I just want to run for my life like crazy.

Yin Chang ran away frantically, galloping, turning into a black light and quickly disappearing into Dulong Mountain.

Hey, Pan Hao followed, and finally walked to the land of a hundred miles, and the phoenix roared and broke away from his pillar of luck. It's just that at this time, it was originally more than ten zhang high, and the golden luck had declined to only two or three zhang, and the golden luck had turned fiery red. Xiuwei has regressed from the Jindan stage to the pregnant Dan stage.

"Shhh

Pan Hao gasped, humanity was terrifying!