In the dark hall, Zhang Hao confronted the black shadow, suddenly grinned, and made an amazing move.

I saw that his right hand was spread out, and a battle knife with condensed streamer energy appeared, stabbing at his chest violently.

However, at the moment when the tip of the knife was about to touch his chest, he found that the other party had not learned this trick, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately said angrily: "Why don't you follow me?"

Hearing this, the black shadow smiled coldly and said, "I know that you want to lead me into fooling, why should I learn?"

Seeing this situation, the corners of Zhang Hao's mouth twitched slightly, he removed the tip of the knife from his chest, stared at the other party with gloomy eyes, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Count you ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell, the black shadow suddenly disappeared into the main hall, and even the aura that had been fluctuating was completely hidden.

But Zhang Hao's pupils couldn't help but constrict, and his body hurriedly rushed through the hall, scolding: "How can you fucking get away with it?"

All along, this kind of escape technique has been a means for him to save his life, and as his cultivation increases, his ability to conceal is also constantly improving.

Zhang Hao, who is familiar with the method of escape, knows that once the other party uses it, he will be in a dangerous situation, and the only way is to constantly change the direction so that it cannot be locked.

In the rush of running, he kept looking back at his back, but the black shadow that was exactly like him seemed to disappear out of thin air, without the slightest energy fluctuation.

The figure paused suddenly, Zhang Hao looked around with a gloomy face, and the pressure in his heart gradually increased, this invisible danger was the most unbearable.

"Buzz!"

A sword suddenly enveloped him, and the black shadow that had disappeared protruded an arm from the void, and in its hand, it held a shining war knife.

The peace in the hall was suddenly broken, making Zhang Hao's face change slightly, his right hand was clenched, and he also slashed out angrily.

"Boom!"

The sword light descended from the sky, and then a fierce confrontation began, and the sword formed by the streamer energy, the space where it passed was shattered, and a deafening explosion came from the main hall.

The same moves, the same cultivation, the two of them showed it, but the power was very different. Zhang Hao originally thought that the ghost shadow had just learned these moves he had mastered, but he didn't expect that his cultivation was the same as his own, and he had few reservations in his previous moves, which put him in danger.

The "stormy sky" cast by the ghost shadow is extremely powerful. The sword rays in the sky came with a glow, and after colliding with the sword rays he cast, they did not dissipate, but they instantly condensed together, turning into a huge one hundreds of meters long, and slashed down angrily.

The change of moves was so fast that even Zhang Hao, who was familiar with this knife technique, couldn't react to it.

Seeing the giant sword fall, he could only hold the battle knife condensed by the streamer energy in his hand across his head to block it.

"Bang!"

A hundred-meter-long giant knife in the main hall slashed down with terrifying energy, and Zhang Hao, who was located below, was suddenly slashed deep into the ground by this knife.

The originally hard gray and dark rocky ground was now left with a shocking knife mark.

The corner of the black shadow's mouth was disgusted with a sneer of disdain, and he held it up with one hand: "Come out, I know you don't die so easily!"

However, the voice fell for a long time, and there was no movement in the ravine cut by the giant knife.

The three old men sitting on the altar in the depths of the Ghost Soul Hall frowned at the same time, and the five fingers of the Ghost Soul's left hand pinched, as if they were calculating something, and after a while, they shook their heads with a smile and said, "That kid is really cunning enough!"

Hearing this, Ying Yang's face couldn't help but sink: "He escaped?"

At this time, the ghost cultivator, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and sneered: "He came to us!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Hao jumped out of the ground on the edge of the altar, pointed at the three old men sitting on it, and scolded: "Old thing, if you have a kind, come down and fight me, Lao Tzu will accompany you to fight......"

"Whew!"

Without waiting for the words to come out, an extremely powerful sword fell from the sky, and the killing intent contained in the blade made Zhang Hao shrink his neck, hurriedly dodge and retreat, and at the same time slapped out angrily with a palm behind his back.

"Bang!"

This palm knot hit the person who attacked him firmly, but when he looked back in a hurry, he found that it was the black shadow that was exactly the same as himself, and he couldn't help but change his face and said angrily: "How do you know that Lao Tzu is here?"

"Boom!"

The blade suddenly turned around and slashed past his chest, Zhang Hao just finished shouting, but he felt a sharp pain hit him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a chill in an instant.

In desperation, he slammed into the black shadow with his back, and at the same time, a dark green flame emerged from his body, enveloping him and the other party.

Although the characteristics of the Nine Shadows Heart Fire against the soul are extremely powerful, that black shadow is not a simple condensation of soul energy, and what it contains is somewhat similar to that of a ghostly person.

After the dark green flame enveloped it, it did not let out a scream like other soul bodies, but sneered and reached out of his palm, grabbed Zhang Hao's right shoulder, and said, "Is this the only power of the fire in your hands?"

"Click......"

There was a sound of bones shattering, Zhang Hao's face trembled, feeling the strength of the palm on his shoulder, and he couldn't help but laugh dryly: "If you have anything to say, don't do it yet!"

Unexpectedly, the black shadow snorted coldly, and his palm clenched suddenly, and with a soft click, Zhang Hao's right shoulder bone was torn off by it.

And he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitching slightly.

The ghost soul sitting on the altar, after seeing this scene, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Boy, the old man knows that you have an immortal spark in your body, don't pretend to be dead!"

Zhang Hao, who had just fallen to the ground, trembled when he heard this, turned over and sat up violently, rubbed his neck with his hands, and grinned: "I can't hide anything from you old guys!"

Ghost Xiu waved his hand to disperse the black shadow, looked at him coldly, and said, "Now are you willing to tell us why Ling Ao died?"

Seeing this, Zhang Hao sighed, sat there urging the immortal spark to treat him, and said, "I really don't know about Ling Ao's death, but that old bastard is outside now, you might as well go out and ask him yourself!"

Although the bone of his right shoulder was twisted alive, but when he cultivated to his current realm, this injury would not be fatal immediately, and with the immortal spark in his body urging him, the broken bones were also healing rapidly.

After saying this, he saw Zhang Hao dragging his chin with his hand, twisting his neck, raising his eyes to look at the three old men on the altar, and sighed: "Without that bastard Ling Ao, I wouldn't have come to you!"

At this time, the ghost nodded slightly, as if thinking about something. Instead, Ying Yang took the lead in asking, "Boy, you said Ling Ao was outside?"

"Hey, it's not just him, there's also the Phantom Blue Soul!" Zhang Hao said with a sneer, but as soon as the words fell, he felt that the faces of the three old men sitting on it were gloomy at the same time.

Phantom Soul was the first to stand up and asked, "Who did you just say? Phantom Blue Soul?

Shen Yang frowned slightly, waved his hand slightly, and said, "Ghost, let this kid speak clearly first!"

First glanced at the ghost cultivator, and saw that the other party was staring at him with cold eyes, Zhang Hao couldn't help but touch his nose with a dry smile, and said: "Phantom Blue Soul and Ling Ao, that bastard have reconciled, you were just a pawn for him back then, there is no need to ......"

Before the words fell, an astonishing chill enveloped him, and the ghost cultivator, who was sitting on the top of the altar, slowly stood up, stared at him with both eyes, and asked, "Get back together?"

Seeing this, Zhang Hao first took two steps back vigilantly, and then nodded lightly: "The two of them are outside, I don't believe you can go out and see by yourself!"

Hearing this, Ghost Xiu smiled coldly, and his figure disappeared above the altar in an instant, obviously really planning to go out.

However, the Ying Yang who was sitting there also disappeared, and then there was an angry shout from the temple gate: "I know you don't want to believe this, but the great battle back then did have a strange cause, and now go out, do you know the consequences?"

Then, I heard the ghost cultivator's cold voice roaring: "Even if you want to die, the old man must die to understand, can't you forget all the words he said when we were down?"

Zhang Hao stood there and listened attentively, and found that Ying Yang's voice was full of helplessness, sighed, and said: "Old guy, it is not easy for us to live in this way until now, you go out, do you know the consequences?

At the exit of the main hall, after the ghost cultivator fell silent, the ghost soul sitting on the altar shook his head with a smile and said, "Little guy, they are not here now, can you tell the truth to the old man?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at him with a strange face, suddenly grinned, and said, "What I said is true!"

Hearing this, the ghost soul shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Okay, old man, just think what you said before is true, but is Ling Ao really dead?Why is he with the Phantom Blue Soul again, in the big battle back then, he swore to the Phantom that he would never have a trace of affection for her in this life, is it ......?"

Without waiting for the speculation behind the ghost soul to speak, Zhang Hao smiled and climbed onto the altar, sat in the position of the previous ghost cultivator, spread his hands and said, "This is not simple, Ling Ao, that bastard broke his word, what else?"

Seeing this, the ghost soul first glanced at him, then nodded with a wry smile, and began to tell the story of the great battle that took place in the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Domains from another angle.

Zhang Hao listened and looked around. Finding the altar at his feet, it was engraved with a flowing rune, and he couldn't help but be interested in it, and a trace of soul energy invaded.

But those flowing runes suddenly emitted a dazzling glow, and the roar shook his soul energy back.

Seeing that he was not listening attentively, he sighed and said, "These are talismans, as long as there is it, our three old guys will not be annihilated, but unfortunately we can't leave here!"

"Talisman, I only know that there is a talisman, what is this?" Zhang Hao, who was sitting there, nodded slightly, and then asked with a puzzled face: "Could it be that this kind of rune was not made by you?"

The ghost soul was silent for a moment, then looked up at the front and said, "They're back!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Hao found that Ghost Xiu's eyes were staring at him coldly, or at the place where he was sitting, the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping, and he hurriedly got up to get out of the way, and said with a smile: "Please take a seat!"

Seeing this, Ghost Xiu glanced at him coldly, then walked up to the altar, sat there, and asked, "What did Ling Ao have told you?"

Ying Yang, who came back with him, also looked at him and shook his head, obviously feeling a little helpless about Zhang Hao's behavior just now.

It was a ghostly soul, laughing weirdly, and said: "That position has never been occupied, you kid is a little timid, hehe!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's eyelids trembled, and he didn't respond, but diverted the topic, and said: "Ling Ao only has a residual divine sense left, but he is only a wisp of divine consciousness, and it is not something I can fight against, otherwise ......"

"How else, do you still want to beat him?" Ghost Xiu raised his eyes and sneered.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hao nodded very seriously and said, "There is such a plan!"

This sentence suddenly made the three old men stunned, and even the ghost cultivator who was hostile to him before sat in his place in a daze, and after a while, he snorted: "I can't help myself!"

However, there was no coldness in his voice.

The ghost soul stood up with a smile, circled around Zhang Hao twice, and then patted him on the shoulder with his hand and said, "Boy, in order to achieve your wish, the old man will ...... Hey hey ......"

(Chapter 3, 7 chapters remaining)