Chapter 137: Killing
"This person is Han Rui, the best of the real people of the Tianhe Sect, I heard that the golden pill has been consummated, and now it seems that this is indeed the case!"
At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and everyone was talking. The so-called Jindan consummation is actually the late stage of Jindan. But it has reached the extreme of the late stage of Jindan, and you can take the last step at any time. Once the primordial god breaks out of the shell, it turns into great power. But this step, the requirements for understanding are not low, many monks are stuck in this step, and they can only watch their bodies continue to age, sitting alone in a certain cave, turning into a pinch of loess.
"Whew!"
Pan Hao made a big move, and the dark gold halberd turned into a golden light and shot back into Pan Hao's hand. Pan Hao held a halberd in his hand, standing proudly, as if a god of war was coming to the world, full of domineering atmosphere.
"Whew!"
Han Rui sneered, in the vast and flowing river behind him, a four-clawed frog roared, and its huge body rushed out of the long river, the frog was more than ten zhang long, the cyan scales flashed with cold light, the dragon claws were sharp and cold, and there was indifference and arrogance in the dragon's eyes. The frog hovered up, overlooking Pan Hao, treating Pan Hao as an ant, with a faint coercion rising, and the momentum completely enveloped Pan Hao.
The imperial blood in Pan Hao's body surged, the gods of the four counties of the Purple Mansion Divine Soul blessed the power of heaven and earth, the wind and clouds surged in the sky, and the momentum on Pan Hao's body was rising steadily, becoming stronger and stronger, and he was actually faintly fighting against Han Rui after the most retreat.
"Whew!"
The frog roared and rushed towards Pan Hao, and the dragon's head was hideous and terrifying, biting at Pan Hao.
"Slash!"
Pan Hao held the halberd in his hand, stepped on the divine lotus, and rushed towards the dragon, and the halberd slashed towards the dragon with a terrifying momentum.
"Whew!"
The halberd slashed on the dragon head of the frog, and with a pop, it split directly into the head of the frog, and the frog wailed, and the cyan blood on its body spilled. Turned into a speckled blue charm and disappeared into the sky.
"Whew!"
Pan Hao took advantage of the dragon's wail, the dark gold halberd slashed down again, and with a snort, the entire dragon head was directly split, the frog collapsed, the dragon's blood was sprinkled, the cyan runes seemed to be broken with a clatter, and the dragon disappeared into the sky.
"Best-grade magic weapon!"
Han Rui snorted coldly, the void under his feet, and the long river behind him suddenly appeared. The river is huge, and the river is rushing. Han Rui had a long river on his head, holding a golden bell with runes, as if the gods of heaven had descended to earth and pressed towards Pan Hao.
"Kill!"
Pan Hao is also no longer clumsy, and a pale yellow picture scroll of heaven and earth behind him slowly unfolds, which is the picture scroll of the merger of the power of heaven and earth in the four counties. The scroll faintly borrowed the power of heaven and earth from the distant Great Song Dynasty, and the body of Pan Hao, who was suddenly blessed. The pale golden imperial blood in Pan Hao's body boiled, hidden deep in the blood. The mysterious power that had been sealed for a long time leaked out, and Pan Hao's momentum soared into the sky.
"Another Jindan perfect real person!"
The people below were shocked, it turned out that the previous monk was hiding his clumsy at all.
"It's him!"
Silk yarn stood quietly below, looking at Pan Hao, who was covered in golden light, and whispered. Silk yarn is the mysterious monk who used the magic weapon of white yarn in the ancient forest that day. At this time, she saw Pan Hao's familiar dress, as well as the divine lotus under her feet, and completely understood that Pan Hao was the first monk to win the dragon scale fruit that day.
Not long after, Lei Li, Zi Song and others finally appeared. They were dozens of miles away from here, and they felt a powerful energy fluctuation, so they rushed over.
"It's him!"
"I can't imagine hiding deep enough!"
Lei Li and the others were stunned for a moment. Then he came back to his senses and realized that the monk who mysteriously captured the dragon scale fruit that day had been hidden in everyone's house.
"Dang!"
A long, deep bell rang. The golden bell held by Han Rui quickly grew larger and shrouded Pan Hao. The space suddenly wrinkled, and a wave of sound rolled towards Pan Hao.
Pan Hao let out a long roar, with a scroll on his head, holding a halberd in his hand, and rushed towards Han Rui. Once the sound wave approached Pan Hao, it was immediately absorbed by the scroll, and it had no effect on Pan Hao.
"Dang!"
The golden bell was brilliant and shining, and with a bang, it shrouded Pan Hao directly. Han Rui saw that Yin Lang didn't work, and wanted to trap Pan Hao in Admiralty.
"Whew!"
The halberd even cut through the space and slashed towards the Admiralty. With a bang, Jin Zhong was knocked out of the air, the golden light dimmed, the light of the halberd became more and more abundant, the murderous aura rushed into the sky, everything was gloomy, and the halberd roared, and it seemed to be very excited.
Pan Hao's eyes became colder and colder, and the magic weapons on his body trembled, this was the magic weapon on the glorious side of the ancients, if he finally revealed his hideous side.
"Boom!"
Han Rui put away the dim golden bell, and the momentum of the long river above his head became more and more violent and terrifying, and the river was choppy, and suddenly the long river burst and rushed towards Pan Hao.
Pan Hao is like the god of war in the heavenly court of ancient legends, and the whole person turns into a round of great sun shining in all directions, and golden light is spreading. Suddenly, this round of the Great Sun shook and rushed towards Han Rui.
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering sound rang out, and a bright light burst into the sky. The long river hung upside down, a lot of river water evaporated, the runes collapsed, and Han Rui retreated hundreds of feet.
And the golden light of the Great Sun incarnated by Pan Hao dimmed slightly, and the figure that rushed towards Han Rui flew back upside down. The golden light is shining, and it is difficult for others to see Pan Hao's situation. For a moment, the two seemed to be evenly matched.
Pan Hao stepped forward again, the dim golden light erupted again, the dark golden runes on the halberd were stimulated, and the sound of sacred chanting sounded. Manifested more than ten zhang of the Heavenly Fangtian Painting Halberd, the long halberd was like a divine soldier, and it slashed at Han Rui.
"Boom!"
The long river was hit by the Fang Tian painting halberd more than ten zhang long, and it exploded in an instant, the runes in the sky burst, and a gust of air burst out, and countless large ancient trees were uprooted, and the wind was like a sharp blade, and it was raging for several miles in a radius, clanging, and some boulders were smashed into pieces.
Han Rui's eyes showed a look of horror, he couldn't imagine that the power of the top-grade magic weapon was actually terrifying. Han Rui's true qi surged in his body, wanting to fight back against Pan Hao.
"Die!"
A cold voice suddenly appeared, Pan Hao held the halberd, stepped on the divine lotus, and suddenly appeared above Han Rui, and the halberd slashed towards Han Rui.
"Impossible!
Han Rui couldn't believe it, his eyes swept hundreds of feet away, and there was a Pan Hao standing, looking at him indifferently.
"Phew!"
The halberd turned into lightning and slashed into Han Rui's skull, the skull burst, and the red and white things gushed. At the same time, the rolling divine power exploded in Han Rui's body, and with a bang, a real person became shattered. A round and shining golden pill soared into the sky, wanting to escape. Pan Hao struck another blow, and Jin Dan was instantly smashed to pieces. A shrill wail rang out, and the last miserable dissipation.
"The art of clones?"
"It's really lively this time!"
The people below looked at the two Pan Hao and couldn't help but feel numb on their scalps. At this time, Pan Hao, who was holding a halberd to kill Han Rui, suddenly turned into golden light, burrowed into the eyebrows of another Pan Hao, and disappeared. Pan Hao breathed a sigh of relief. The one who was holding the halberd just now was out of his body, and his body remained in place to confuse Han Rui, but the divine soul approached Han Rui through his magical powers and concealment methods, and killed him in one fell swoop.
"Beast tide!"
"Run!"
At this time, a terrible cry came from afar, and between heaven and earth, a majestic, vast, and tyrannical qi suddenly appeared. (To be continued......)