"The boy, at last, has appeared, otherwise everyone will be in danger this time!"

Meng fan, who was originally prepared to survive with the holy Dragon City, burst into a breath when he saw Fang Hao appear.

Other people did not reduce their vigilance, but they also showed a relieved smile.

Fang Hao's appearance undoubtedly reduced their pressure.

Because, all the people present believe that he can turn the tide and collapse the crisis of Saint dragon city.

Although his cultivation was not as good as daoxuan Zhenren, everyone was full of confidence in him.

Because he is Fang Hao.

Fang Hao, who has repeatedly created miracles and never failed!

"Fang Hao, you have broken our good deeds again. Today, our nine kings are sacrificing themselves in blood and fighting for the danger of losing their souls. We will also kill you here!"

After Fang Hao blocked the bloody tornado's way with the power of chopping the sky, the nine kings of the underworld, originally hidden in the blood whirlpool, gave out a cold voice.

Fang Hao, holding xuanshang's hand, looked at the bloody tornado shaking the sky and the ground. He turned his mouth and said, "Why are you so persistent? What's wrong with being honest in the hell prison? You have to come out and die!"

Fang Hao didn't mean to make fun of him. He couldn't figure out why many powerful men in the hell prison had to fight.

The underworld prison existed in this world long before the formation of the Dara realm.

Over the years, although there are many powerful men in the underworld, they dominate the side and occupy the mountain as the king.

However, there has never been a king of the underworld who, like the king of the underworld, would really send troops to fight against the mortal world.

"How can you understand the emperor's painstaking efforts? When the last great reincarnation comes, all things are annihilated. If we stick to the underworld prison, we can only wait for death." There was another voice in the bloody tornado.

Fang Hao heard it, but his eyes were cold: "you are the only ones who are shameless and dead, who can talk about taking advantage of the fire."

The so-called great samsara, to put it bluntly, is a matter of foreign invasion.

For example, a group of banished immortals headed by the town prison did not take foreign invasion seriously.

Even, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

The underworld prison, when it launched its aggression at this time, has undoubtedly helped the foreign countries in addition to the loss of life.

This is not to avoid the great samsara, but to speed up the process of great samsara.

In doing so, Ming Jun pushed the great circle into the abyss.

"No matter what kind of people like you, you can't live to interfere with the emperor's plan."

"Boom..."

The spirit of the nine kings seems to be integrated into one. In the blood colored tornado, a bloody figure is shown to block out the sky and the sun.

Then, the bloody figure, roaring and moving, the huge blood hand with infinite destructive power, roared from the chaofanghao.

"Kill!"

When Fang Hao drank, the Xuan cup in his hand erupted into a dazzling blood awn. A touch of amazing knife awn burst out and directly penetrated the bloody hand.

Although xuanshang is not an immortal soldier, but as a spirit soldier, its lethality is not weak, even on xuandao.

"Blood demon reborn, heaven and earth are boundless!"

As soon as Fang Hao's knife fell, the bloody figure quickly drew strength from the bloody tornado.

Then, the bloody palm that was penetrated by Fang Hao's knife healed instantly and fell down again!

In front of this bloody figure, Fang Hao is as small as a mole ant. It seems that there is no suspense of confrontation at all, but his eyes are as bright and clear as ever.

"I don't believe you can be reborn forever!"

Fang Hao pulled the corner of his mouth and clenched xuanshang in his hand. The whole man rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

He wanted to take the initiative to rush into the whirlpool of blood and kill the bloody figure coagulated by the spirits of the nine kings!

"You can't get close to us within ten feet."

From the bloody figure that covered the sky, there was a sound of fierce drinking, and then it moved both hands and palms crisscrossed.

In a flash, Fang Hao will be crushed into slag!

"Fang Hao, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, all the people standing on the head of the city are nervous. Ye Fuyao can't help but rush to the past.

"Don't worry, they can't kill me!"

Without waiting for ye Fu Yao to approach, Fang Hao cut the Xuan cup horizontally in his hand

The shadow of the knife penetrated through the palm again, but before Fang Hao returned to his senses, the bloody palm quickly healed and then closed suddenly!

The method of blood demon's rebirth is as fast as a dream, and does not give Fang Hao any chance to breathe.

Is one heart, want to put Fang Hao to death.

"Break it for me!"

At the critical moment, Fang Hao raised his knife again and cut horizontally, and the blade awn penetrated the bloody hand again.

However, this time, Fang Hao rushed forward again without waiting for the blood hand to be reborn. The Xuan cup in his hand was as fast as lightning, and directly bombarded the bloody figure.You're fast, I'm faster than you!

You are cruel, I am more cruel than you!

Fang Hao's hand is very simple and crude, without any fancy.

The Xuan cup spirit knife in his hand seems to be integrated with his people at the moment, and there is nothing that can't be broken.

The bloody figure was caught off guard and was directly penetrated by Fang Hao.

Bang!

At the next moment, the bloody figure turned into nine blood awns, and spilled out in different directions.

"Let's move quickly. You can't let the spirits of the nine kings escape, or you will have endless troubles."

Meng fan, standing on the top of the city, instantly returns to the God and quickly hands to intercept the blood.

And the other people immediately react, each looking for a target.

Only Fang Hao, after rushing into the blood whirlpool, has not moved a minute.

"Fang Hao, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Fang Hao as if he were an old monk, ye Fuyao showed a trace of worry in his eyes.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "I'm ok. The blood color whirlpool contains a strong force of Qi and blood. It's a pity if it's so wasted. It's better to refine it and strengthen your physique."

While speaking, the shadow of Kun Peng appeared behind Fang Hao, like the revival of Kunpeng in ancient times, and swallowed up the blood whirlpool in an instant.

"When you've had enough to eat and drink, it's time to move your muscles and bones!"

After swallowing the blood whirlpool, Fang Hao did not stay in place, but rushed to the nearest blood shadow from him.

At this time, he was like a nine day Kunpeng flapping his wings. In a twinkling of an eye, he caught up with the blood shadow, and then waved his empty palm.

All of a sudden, his palms turned to block out the sky and the sun, and the blood shadow was immediately detained.

To the enemy, Fang Hao never has a little kindness that he shouldn't have.

The nine kings were so determined to be enemies with him that Fang Hao naturally wanted to kill them all!

"Ah Let me go! I'm not willing to be captured by you

Almost in the moment of Fang Hao's offering a hand to heaven and earth, the bloody Spirit sent out a startling roar.

Unfortunately, in front of Fang Hao, who was in full swing, this was of no use at all.

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