God Ring Howl

Jin Jialin was really a little silly.

He didn't expect that Rumeng would cast a thunderous blow on him, which he was willing to risk his life.

He didn't have time to defend himself, he insisted on receiving Rumeng's most resentful and resentful blow to his chest.

click-

There was a muffled sound, and Jin Jialin knew that he had broken a breastbone.

He wanted to curse out a sentence to vent his hatred and anger, but a bloody arrow spewed out of his mouth blocked all his words.

Even if he wanted to scold, Rumeng would not hear it.

After this violent blow, Rumeng had already turned into a cloud of smoke.

She disappeared from this world forever, as if she had never existed in the Flame Realm.

Immediately, there was a desolate, lonely and sad atmosphere all around.

The moment Jin Jialin Fang spewed blood arrows, Zhao Hao made a move.

At this time, Jin Jialin hadn't sorted out his shock and anger.

Only Zhao Hao, who was in the late stage of the Supreme Realm, locked onto Jin Jialin's head by surprise and launched a stormy attack.

Jin Jialin was angry and angry. This kind of thing of capsizing a boat in the gutter and stretching a child has never happened in his history.

He even didn't expect that a good situation would turn around so suddenly today.

He couldn't allow him to think too much, so he had to forcefully cast the secret method.

Urging all the energy, the head shrunk down sharply.

There was a click, and the neck made a sound of being forced to move.

In the end, the head deviated from Zhao Hao's attack center, and at the same time barely placed a layer of energy protection outside the shrinking head.

And at this time, Zhao Hao's violent attack suddenly succeeded in counterattacking.

Boom, boom, boom.

Zhao Hao flipped his hands like lightning, one move after another, one move after another.

He didn't want Jin Jialin to breathe a sigh of relief, because he had just received a message from Rumeng.

Rumeng told Zhao Hao that she would create the best chance for him to attack Jin Jialin.

Like a dream and explained——

Even if Zhao Hao created this attack opportunity for him, he wouldn't be able to kill him.

But, Rumeng added, as long as the opportunity is seized, there is still great hope for inflicting heavy damage on him.

And Zhao Hao can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Under such a dangerous situation, he can only choose to believe what Ru Meng told him.

What if you don't choose to believe?Is there a better coping strategy?

Jin Jialin is at least at the peak of the late emperor state, and may even be infinitely close to the extreme state.

As for Jin Jialin's cultivation, Zhao Hao saw it quite clearly, and he judged that Jin Jialin was probably half-stepped to the Extreme Prestige Realm.

Once he chooses not to believe in Rumeng's sound transmission, then he, Zhao Hao and others will die without a place to bury them in all likelihood.

On the contrary, it is possible to severely damage Jin Jialin and save the fate of the Wu family.

Therefore, Zhao Hao chose to believe in Rumeng.

In fact, Zhao Hao made the right bet this time, and Rumeng was completely disappointed in Jin Jialin.

Therefore, Zhao Hao and Rumeng actually carried out a nearly perfect temporary counterattack.

After Rumeng hit Jin Jialin, Zhao Hao shot in time.

He slapped Jin Jialin's Crystal Thunderbolt wings six times.

Then there was no chance to call again.

The huge difference in cultivation cannot be remedied by continuous attacks.

Relieved, Jin Jialin quickly threw the iron tree chair high into the air.

Almost at the same time, he shot several white lights at the chair in the air.

Then the chair rushed towards Zhao Hao's head quickly.

A destructive demonic aura surged down.

Facing the strange chair coming towards him, Zhao Hao knew that this life was coming to an end.

There was a calm expression on his face, a sense of no regrets, a kind of tragic death, and a kind of wholehearted consolation.

Zhao Xiang refined a peerless physical body for him, and repaired all his consciousness for him.

It was Zhao Xiang who rescued him from the devil Wu Dongbai again.

From then on, he and Zhao Xiang became good friends and brothers who talked about everything.

This time, for the sake of the Wu family, Zhao Xiang summoned Zhao Hao from the Saturn Immortal Buddhist Temple and entrusted him with the important task of managing the Wu family.

What kind of trust is this, and what kind of expectation is this?

Only a true brother can understand, only a true friend can understand.

At the last moment of his life, Zhao Hao didn't think about any more warm pictures or more pleasant past events.

Li Agou is content and satisfied to have Zhao Xiang as the boss in his life, and he feels that it is worth it.

Suddenly, Zhao Hao uttered a long and shocking howl that pierced Changhong.

The faint starlight in the sky seemed to feel the heroic spirit in his heart, and it couldn't help flickering.

The earth seemed to have understood the meaning of struggle in his heart so well, and sent a low-pitched roar endlessly.

Zhao Hao turned the spirit of the gods into flames, ignited his body, and started a desperate confrontation with Jin Jialin.

The blazing flames quickly blocked the strange chair coming down.

Zhao Hao knew that even a hundred more Zhao Haos would not be able to destroy this man-eating chair.

He allocated part of the flame energy to resist the chair from rushing down from a high place, just as a cover for attacking Jin Jialin.

At this moment, Zhao Hao is more sober and rational than ever.

He understood that in order to make Jin Jialin's trick impossible, and to let the Wu family escape safely, Jin Jialin must be seriously injured.

When shooting people, shoot horses first, and when capturing thieves, first capture the king. If Jin Jialin is not seriously injured, then the Wu family will be in danger, and the Yantian Territory will be in danger.

The young man who turned into a crystal gourd was surprised.

His mind is in a mess now, isn't Zhao Hao being tricked?

Why did he beat up his own people and beat up his own people?Could it be that he is using clever tricks to break into the opponent's camp?

Xu Qingyun was also confused, he knew that Zhao Hao's move was to win the chance for the Wu Family and the God Realm.

But Zhao Hao's previous performance disappointed him too much.

So much so that Xu Qingyun couldn't turn his mind around Zhao Hao's performance in front of him.

Only Huan Jinghui roared angrily, because he sensed Zhao Xiang's breath from Zhao Hao.

He even smelled from Zhao Hao a kind of love for his brothers and friends, the love for life and death.

Huan Jinghui rushed forward desperately, he wanted to stop Zhao Hao's attack.

However, he was caught by Xu Qingyun and Crystal Gourd on one side.

Huan Jinghui's eyes actually sparkled with bright teardrops.

He was yelling and yelling, he didn't know what he was yelling, and he didn't know who he was yelling at.

He looked at Zhao Hao in the raging fire, his whole body was trembling, trembling constantly.

He understands, in fact, everyone present understands that as long as the golden core is ignited, there is no longer any way to save it.

Like a burning vault, there is only one ending——

Explosion, destruction, vanishing into thin air, body and spirit all gone.

Huan Jinghui, Crystal Gourd, Xu Qingyun, they could only watch Zhao Hao die.

They can't do anything, they can only watch him annihilate in sorrow and despair, watch his soul fly away, and watch his soul disintegrate.

Zhao Hao has quickly flapped his crystal thunderbolt wings.

In the bright red flames, thunderbolts struck Jin Jialin's head and body one after another.

Amidst the continuous, crackling sound of crazy thunder, Jin Jialin could only roll and flee, in a panic.

He never had the chance to command the weird chair in the air that was at a loss.

At this moment, Jin Jialin did not dare to be careless.

Under the huge destructive power generated by the burning of the golden core, he could only flee.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to avoid the terrifying scorching of the golden elixir fire and the absolute corrosion of the golden elixir light.

He was even more afraid of Zhao Hao's thunderbolt attacks, which had increased many times.

Because as long as it is chopped by it, it is inevitable to have broken arms, broken bones, lost heads, and lost feet.

Although losing one's life is unlikely, the chances of leaving half or more of one's life are still very high.

Huan Jinghui also seemed to understand this point.

He hurriedly transmitted the sound to Crystal Gourd and Xu Qingyun without losing the opportunity——

"Hurry up, hurry up, let's all go up to cooperate with Zhao Hao and attack Jin Jialin collectively!"

"Even if you can't kill him, let him be severely injured!"

"In decades or even hundreds of years, we can no longer stir up troubles, brew bloody rains, and set off bloody storms!"

The two brothers immediately flew up to cooperate with Zhao Hao's self-explosion, and the young man who turned into a crystal gourd was completely red-eyed.

He repeatedly sprayed the fire of destruction on the fleeing Jin Jialin, joining forces with Zhao Hao's golden core fire.

As a result, the two launched a fierce and fierce siege and attack on Jin Jialin hand in hand.

Huan Jinghui walked around almost simultaneously, blocking Jin Jialin's way of retreating.

Jin Jialin was mercilessly beaten by Huan Jinghui back into the attack net and destruction array arranged by Zhao Hao, Crystal Gourd, and Xu Qingyun.

At the last moment when the energy of the golden core that Zhao Hao blew himself was about to be exhausted, and its raging flames were about to go out.

Shuhao, the host of the Lan family, and Qing Peiying, the host of the Dongfang family, rushed to the Qishen Tower in the secret place of the Wu family.

When they came here, they were both taken aback.

They never thought that the actual situation was much more serious than what Xu Qingyun told them.

Shuhao, the host of the Lan family, and Qing Peiying, the host of the Dongfang family, quickly exchanged glances, and immediately understood the situation on the field.

When he saw that the temporarily stable situation was brought about by Zhao Hao's burning golden core that had been cultivated for millions of years.

The two of them were indistinguishable from each other at the same time.

Without any hesitation, they immediately plunged into the torrent of encircling and destroying Jin Jialin.

After the martial arts side got two powerful late-stage emperors to join, they quickly changed the situation of neither winning nor losing.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

Jin Jialin, surrounded by the flames, really saw the claws of death stretching towards him.

He couldn't care less about protecting himself anymore, so he could only use a shocking blow at the cost of serious injuries and a major retreat in cultivation.

He firmly grasped the weakest point in the duel field - Zhao Hao whose golden core fire was burning to the verge of exhaustion.

Taking a deep breath, Jin Jialin filled his whole body with the spirit of the gods.

Immediately, with the momentum of the wind and lightning, the toes of the two toes are used as the tip of the sword, and the trunk of its body acts as the body of the sword.

With his arms close to his torso, his legs closed and straight, he rushed towards Zhao Hao's weak point with a frenzied whistling sound and shot away at once.

What shocked Qing Peiying, Shuhao, Huan Jinghui, Crystal Gourd, and Xu Qingyun was——

On the opposite side, Jin Jialin, who was in the half-step extreme respect state, went all out.

None of the five of them thought of it.

Yes, Jin Jialin is desperate.