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Chapter 41 The title mother ran away from home (35)

This fist dominates the world, with an indomitable momentum, the aura pierces the Changhong, and the white clothes are hunting. The fighting spirit he exudes is like a sea of ​​turbulence, as if it wants to smash the heavens.

Fight the Holy Law!

"Crack!"

Ji Hao's fist pierced through his palm, directly breaking one of the middle-aged man's arms.

"court death!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, the wind around him suddenly swelled up, his clothes were blown up, he folded his hands together, and a ten-mile-long real dragon emerged from his palm, shining golden light, making people palpitate. roar.

A great killing technique evolved from the imperial dragon spirit, this majestic middle-aged man is obviously from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Ji Hao's expression was very cold, and the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye burst into a radiant divine light, he leaped vigorously, and then made a big seal.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the stars moved.

"Turning the sky!"

In an instant, the sun, moon, and stars changed, the sky was below, and the earth was above. Everything was reversed, and the sky was turned upside down.

The ancient seal collided with the dragon's energy, and a storm erupted from a distance, sweeping the world and smashing the surrounding trees.

When Shockwave came to Ji Hao's side, he was blocked by a flash of fire.

Clouds of fire emerged, and behind Ji Hao was a sacred tree that reached the sky. Every leaf seemed to be made of dao robbed gold, emitting a dazzling light.

A great sun rises from the sacred tree, and the bright light blooms!

Golden Crow rises up Fusang!
Terrifying high temperatures gushed out from the great sun, and the real fire of the sun evaporated everything it touched.

Ji Hao took a step forward: "Let's go together, the left and right are just a few transformed dragons."

"Oh, old man, why don't you take it so seriously?" the Xiantai elder from Wanchu Holy Land sneered.

The divine power that belonged to half-step power oppressed Ji Hao, and the surrounding space was rattling.

Ji Hao silently took out a gourd filled with chaotic energy and said, "Should I pay attention to it?"

Sending divine power in, a trace of holy power crushed the elders of the Wanchu Holy Land immobilized.

Afterwards, the chaotic gourd sprayed a star river from the mouth of the gourd, beheading it directly.

As soon as the power of the holy soldier came out, the extreme power caused the earth to sink and the stars to shake.

The blood light shone on the faces of the other two, and their faces stiffened immediately.

"The old man is from the Great Xia Dynasty, you dare to touch me!"

The originally mighty middle-aged man also showed a look of seeing a ghost, obviously he did not expect Ji Hao to have a perfect holy weapon.

"Don't worry, you don't need holy weapons to deal with you!" Ji Hao stretched his wrist and said.

"Come on, I will personally send you down."

With a wave of his hand, the great sun soared up, and the blazing divine light shone, destroying everything, and burning the old man who appeared at the beginning to ashes.

Originally, he was just a monk of the sixth level of dragon transformation, coupled with old age and frailty, his realm fell to the second level of dragon transformation. It is not surprising that he was instantly killed by one move.

"You are the only one left, I hope you can let me have a good time!" Ji Hao stood up straight, and the surrounding flames turned into rounds of light emerging from behind.

It is like a Vulcan from the ancient prehistoric period to the present.

Raising his hand, a divine power turned into a piece of imperial inscription and melted into the sun, and in an instant, a piece of real fire from the sun turned into a pair of horses and rushed towards Uncle Daxia.

Uncle Da Xia is different from such an old man who is so old and frail. His aura is at the peak, and his cultivation is also ranked in the sixth level of Hualong, but his combat power is not comparable to that of the man just now.

As soon as he made a move, it was the nine-headed dragon that suddenly rushed towards Ji Hao.

It looks a bit like an imperial dragon spirit. After all, the imperial dragon spirit is the foundation of the Taihuang Sutra, and not everyone can learn it. Everyone can learn it.

"Long!"

Ji Hao didn't use the secret technique of void that he was best at, but turned to use the holy method of fighting and fighting, constantly evolving various secret techniques of killing and attacking Uncle Daxia.

There seemed to be a dragon roaring in the spine of Uncle Daxia's back, and dragon energy turned into sword light, a total of three thousand, forming a river, both dragon energy and sword light.

"Boom!"

All over the sky, densely packed with the sky, a sword glow accidentally cut a deep hole in the ground,
Ji Hao cast the Taiji seal without moving, with a yin and yang fish wrapped around each arm. Following his movements, a perfect Taiji diagram stood in front of him, successfully blocking the sword glow.

"Small sample, I can't deal with the projection emperor and I can't deal with you!"

Ji Hao raised his hands high and pushed forward.

The Taiji Diagram rotates slowly. Although it is not very eye-catching, it is almost indestructible and everything is invincible.

All the moves played by Uncle Da Xia were all wiped out or swallowed by the Tai Chi Diagram.

A trembling sound sounded, and the Tai Chi Diagram made a slight trembling sound as if the sky was pressing down. In the hands of Uncle Da Xia, a turtle shell appeared, engraved with various complex symbols, and exuded a breath of great power.

Obviously it is a powerful magical weapon. Although the emperor's uncle in the Great Xia Dynasty is relatively cheap, whoever makes the family have a big career, the powerful magic weapon is probably only a warehouse.

No one knows that these desolate ancient families have a long history since ancient times, and I don't know how much wealth they have accumulated.
Not only did Ji Hao sigh: "Damn feudal family!"

"What, I'm also one of them, and I'm still at the level of the ancestors, so it's okay."

Uncle Da Xia quickly backed away, just now he sacrificed the life-saving magic weapon left by the old emperor, and blocked the sure-kill blow, but his face was pale and bloodless, although he was not dead, he blocked the Taiji diagram , but there is a dark energy that shakes it through the tortoise shell, making the blood unstable.

"No, no, you can't kill me, my father is the former Great Xia emperor!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Hao punched again, it didn't have any abnormalities, it was just an ordinary punch, melting the essence, energy and spirit into one, hitting the tortoise shell, piercing it in one go.

"It's no different from my dad being Li Gang, it's all the same." Ji Hao still thought about complaining.

"Even my Xuanjia was broken..." Uncle Daxia stepped back, staring blankly at the completely broken piece of Xuanjia in his hand.

This Xuanjia was sacrificed by his father. It was a proper holy master-level divine weapon. Its defensive power was unparalleled in the world. Even a holy master-level weapon could do nothing to him. Unexpectedly, it split like this.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He was in the realm of transforming a dragon, but he was attacked from the bottom up. There were several realms in between. This is not a young emperor!
"Forget it, it's time to send you on your way!" Ji Hao said indifferently.

The vision of raising the hand was compressed into a ball, turning into an extremely bright sun. The power of the sun seemed to burn the sky and boil the sea. The right hand was slowly raised, and a dark moon emerged, and the power of the sun seemed to freeze everything.

Put your hands together, squeeze out the Tai Chi seal, and a perfect Tai Chi diagram reappears, which is much more perfect than when it was initially developed in response to the catastrophe.

"Tai Chi seal!"

(End of this chapter)