In one of the passages in the shape of "Ya", the Netherworld Flying Fox's hair stood up, staring at the thin figure opposite, grinning and screaming, trying to intimidate the other party!

But that person stayed on the person who was rushing towards him angrily, a pinch of mustache on his chin, and trembled: "The things that your thief grandfather has in his hands have never had the rules of returning them, if you want to, you can take it by your own ability!"

Hu Zuofei dropped this sentence and turned to flee. The body of the Stygian River chased away like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into this passage.

Only the Nether Flying Fox was left staring at the black eyes, looking in the direction they were leaving!

"Whoosh!"

An arm suddenly poked out of the bluestone wall and grabbed at it. The Netherworld Flying Fox's hair, which had just relaxed, immediately stood up again, and disappeared with a trail of afterimages!

Zhang Hao walked out of the wall, shook his head with a regretful face, and then sneered in a low voice: "How does it taste?"

The next moment, he said to himself, "You want to expel me from my body, but it's not that easy!"

However, then he put on a smiling face and nodded, "Then try it!"

With that, a gray flame rose above his head, and the terrifying temperature caused the bluestone wall behind him to instantly turn into lava.

The phantom on the altar had been hiding in his body, and because of the sudden attack of the Flying Fox, Zhang Hao had not found time to force it out. Now that he has gotten rid of Huyan Bufan and Mingqinghe, he has also begun to implement his own plan.

The gray reincarnation fire emitted a terrifying temperature, this kind of venerable fire, with the help of his previous deliberate help, devoured a kind of heavenly fire alone, and its power was much stronger than the other four venerable fires in his body.

A terrifying heat wave caused the surrounding bluestone walls to instantly turn into lava and flow. Zhang Hao exerted the power of the fire of reincarnation to the extreme, and in just the blink of an eye, within a few hundred meters of him, it turned into a world of lava.

"Damn boy, I won't let you go so lightly!"

In the gray flames, his own angry roar suddenly sounded, and in the next moment, a phantom image rushed out extremely quickly.

However, the ferocious gray wave of fire was faster than it, and a wave of fire immediately swept up to the top and surrounded the place.

At this time, Zhang Hao's low sneer sounded: "I'm afraid you don't have that chance!"

Previously, on the altar, he had successively displayed the five kinds of fire he mastered, and under the distraction, his power was greatly reduced.

Each kind of fire has a unique power, and he didn't know what kind of flame the phantom was afraid of at that time, so he simply used all of it.

Now, under the guidance of the clouds falling in the sky, and after many attempts with himself, he finally found this kind of fire to restrain the phantom.

Although the fire of reincarnation can burn the divine consciousness, it does not do much damage to the phantom, and it can only expel it from the body, and the gray flames rise endlessly, trapping the strange phantom in it.

Zhang Hao didn't dare to rush forward, and after groaning, he took out a soul bead from the ring and began refining it with the help of the gray fire wave around him.

The refiner must not only be proficient in the formation, but also master the extremely subtle way of refining, one of which is how to lock the beast spirit into the blade.

Although the phantom is not a beast spirit, Zhang Hao can't think of any other way at this time, just take a risk.

A wisp of reincarnation fire entered the soul bead under his control, and soon built a small space in it, and with today's cultivation, to refine this kind of thing, the speed is even faster and dizzying.

The orb floated in the gray waves of fire, rolling back and forth as the flames rose. However, Zhang Hao's hands were quickly sealed, and wisps of tiny reincarnation fire entered the inside of the soul bead, constructing an extremely complex formation.

After more than a dozen breaths, the soul bead suddenly emitted a dazzling strong light, and the next moment, the strong light dimmed, and the originally transparent soul bead flowed with wisps of gray flames as thin as hair.

At this time, Zhang Hao shook his hand and threw it out, and went straight to the phantom trapped by the fire wave. The formation inside the soul bead immediately emitted a fiery and strong light, enveloping the phantom.

With a burst of exclamation, the strong light slowly dissipated, and when the soul bead returned to his hand again, there was an additional figure the size of a thumb inside.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The applause suddenly sounded from outside the fire wave, and Zhang Hao hurriedly put the fire of reincarnation into his body and looked up.

But seeing that Ming Qinghe was standing not far away, with purple flames on his body, he said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that your cultivation is on par with me, and you can actually study the way of refining weapons so deeply, which really surprises me, young master!"

Looking at the unbeaten smile on the other party's face, Zhang Hao's expression turned cold, and without a trace, he put the soul bead trapped in the phantom in his hand into his arms, and asked, "Didn't you go after the old bald thief?"

The smile on Mingqinghe's face froze, and he shook his head and sighed: "He ran away!"

"Really?" Zhang Haopi stood there with a smile, glanced behind him, and said, "Huyan old dog, don't hide there, get out!"

Stygian Qinghe's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked back. I saw Huyan Bufan standing behind him at some point, glaring at Zhang Hao angrily, and sneering: "Since you are so anxious to find death, then the deity will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure rushed out and smashed Zhang Hao's head with a punch!

Although the surrounding area has become a field of lava waiting to cool, this place is still within the labyrinth of the Crystal Palace, and it cannot use any energy to fight.

Now, Zhang Hao expelled the strange phantom in his body, he would not be afraid of him, and watched Huyan Bufan come with a punch, but he did not dodge and pulled out the black war knife and cut it off on his head!

"Bastard!"

Seeing the black blade go straight to his right ear and cut off, Hu Yan Bufan's expression was furious, and he shouted violently, and raised his fists above his head.

"Boom!"

The black war knife in Zhang Hao's hand was extremely sharp, but it bounced up when it looked at the opponent's arm.

Venerable, not only has the energy in his body reached a terrifying realm, but even his body has cultivated to the point where he is not afraid of blades.

At the moment when the blade was shattered, Huyan Bufan had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his right fist blasted out.

"Hey!"

Seeing that the other party's fist smashed into the door in front of him again, Zhang Hao laughed angrily, stepped forward suddenly, his figure disappeared like a ghost, and in the next moment, he appeared behind Huyan Bufan.

The black knife in his hand stabbed out from under his armpit and went straight to the back of his opponent's heart.

"Boom!"

There was a thud, and the tip of the knife stabbed the latter in the back, only to be stopped by a powerful force.

Although you can't use any energy to fight here, Huyan Bufan can have such a cultivation, and it is not simple, the energy in the body will be activated, and it will not be triggered, once Zhang Hao's blade is added, it will be resisted by this energy.

With a crisp clanging sound, the figures of the two of them flashed with afterimages, and from time to time one person would fly out upside down, but because the speed was too fast, it was impossible to see who the one who flew out was.

The person who was shaken back, before he could stand firm, the opponent would be killed, and the two afterimages immediately intertwined again.

Ming Qinghe touched his chin with one hand, looking at the two people fighting not far away, his face gradually became solemn.

Huyan Bufan, as a Venerable, was fighting with Zhang Hao at the moment, although most of the reason was that he could not use any energy to fight here, but the Venerable Man's body was strong and far beyond the Nine Turns realm.

Zhang Haoneng relied on a knife to fight with Huyan Bufan for so long, and there must be strengths beyond others.

Shen Qinghe's eyes stared at the afterimage left behind by the two of them after the flickering, his brows furrowed, and said: "It seems that before the Feiyuan Blue Sea disappears, we must join forces to take away the Phantom Blue Soul from him, otherwise if it continues like this, no one will want to leave here!"

Mingqinghe, who had made up his mind, rushed up with a laugh, flipped his palms and shouted: "The boy surnamed Zhang, I'll come!"

After that, they actually joined the battle group, and the three figures brought up an afterimage and became entangled together.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the battle group, three dull sounds sounded one after another, and then the three figures flew backwards backwards.

Zhang Hao glanced down at his chest, and found that there was another clear footprint there, and a sharp pain followed.

But Hu Yan Bufan raised his right arm with a gloomy face, glanced at it, and sneered: "Carving insect skills!"

On the other hand, the Flying Fox wanted to be a wolf, but he covered his left eye with his hand and said angrily: "Huyan old dog, why do you want to beat the master?"

"Hmph, the battle between the deity and him, it's not your turn to intervene!" Huyan Bufan rolled his eyelids and snorted unappreciatively.

Seeing this, Styx Qinghe slowly put down the arm covering his left eye, which had been beaten purple, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, the master will work with him to deal with your old dog first!"

When the words fell, the figure rushed up violently, shouting, "Do it!"

Seeing this situation, Zhang Hao's figure flashed, and he came to the vicinity of Huyan Bufan faster than him, and raised his knife to slash.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Seeing the two of them attacking together, Hu Yan Bufan laughed angrily and punched out with a punch on the left and right, completely ignoring the sharp blade.

With a bang, the black war knife in Zhang Hao's hand slashed above the opponent's head, but the blade flew up.

At the same time, he was punched in the chest again, and the domineering punch immediately knocked him out.

However, this time, Stygian Qinghe shook his body to dodge the punch that came at him, and his right palm slammed into the left side of Huyan Bufan's head.

After a loud bang, the corners of Mingqinghe's mouth grinned, and his body shook like a ghost, and after dodging the opponent's punch, he returned to his original position.

And Hu Yan Bufan's eyes were cold and touched the left side of his face with his hand, and then looked at the blood stains on his hands, and the murderous aura spread: "Look for death!"

His left ear was cut off by Zhang Hao earlier, and the wound had just healed, but the blood from the beating of the Ming Qing River flowed, and it was needless to say that he was angry in his heart.

After the cold killing intent directly locked on him, Hu Yan Bufan's figure teleported to the front, his palms turned into claws, and with a fierce claw wind, he directly took the eyes of the Stygian Qinghe.

"Whew!"

A strong wind suddenly struck from behind him, and Zhang Hao's body arrived in time like electricity, and the black war knife in his hand was sent out.

However, Huyan Bufan relied on his Venerable Realm's powerful body, and grabbed the eyes of the Stygian Qinghe regardless of it.

"Bang!"

The river was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so it flew up and kicked out, and with the force of the rebound, it flew backwards.

At the same time, the tip of Zhang Hao's knife was already in the back of Hu Yan's heart, and a fierce flame gushed out from his arm, attacking the opponent's back along the blade.

"Boom!"

The gray fire of reincarnation immediately spread out on his body, and Hu Yanbu's body shook, and his mind fell into the wave of fire.

However, Zhang Hao did not take the opportunity to make a move, and his body quickly retreated into the distance, staring at the gray flames on Hu Yan Bufan's body, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As long as the other party is not disturbed in any way, even if he is a Venerable, he can't get rid of the reincarnation of divine consciousness, and he can only turn into ashes in the end.

However, the Stygian Qinghe, who had just joined forces with him, suddenly rushed over and laughed: "That's fine, let Huyan Lao'er enjoy it here slowly, you and I will go to the distance to score a point, and the one who loses, hand over the Phantom Blue Soul!"

"Are you so confident that you can win me?" Looking at the Ming Qinghe that stopped on the opposite side, Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows and asked with a sneer.

Seeing this situation, Stygian Qinghe's expression became extremely solemn, and then he shook it and said, "To be honest, Master, I can have today's cultivation, which is inseparable from the cultivation of the Hades Temple. But you're the only person I've ever met who is the same age, but who makes me jealous! No matter what the final outcome is, I have to give an account to myself, and I can only let it go. ”

"Hey, I'm afraid it's hard to get your way today. However, Zhang Hao smiled and looked behind him with cold eyes.

Mingqinghe turned his head to look, but saw Hu Zuofei's roe deer staring at Hu Yan Bufan, who was surrounded by gray flames, and in the next moment, he suddenly rushed past him with an afterimage.

The divine consciousness fell into the flames of reincarnation, and then it was also awakened......

(Today as usual, the basic two chapters broke out later, and there was no manuscript on the day...... ）