Chapter 293 Who Dare to Fight 3

Zhao Haoran did not expect to trigger such a spectacle. Originally, the Wudang School has become the purgatory of Shura, and the sad roar is fascinating.

The three-day soul beside Haifengtao's name is Fan Peng. He is still a blessed person. The path of cultivation is unimpeded. His mind is much worse than those who have experienced thousands of difficulties and dangers. These ghost sounds made him pale and his consciousness fell into chaos.

The endless resentment seemed to have found a vent. As soon as he rushed in, Fan Peng's body trembled, and his eyes slowly turned red.

"Brother Fan, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Fan Peng's tone of speech was completely different, which made the man vigilant and had time to retreat in the future.

I don't know when a pair of palms grew slender fingertips, directly penetrated his chest, grabbed the martial soul, and crushed it. When no one reacted, he took action again and pierced his head. The three-day soul man only breathed unprepared, and even the ghost did not escape.

Hai Fengtao was shocked, "Be careful, he is no longer Fan Peng. The resentment dominates his body. Everyone should be careful."

Fan Peng let out Jie's laughter and stopped shooting. It seemed that he was not the opponent of these souls in front of him and instantly moved to the distance without hesitation.

The originally better mood of the ruthless Taoist has become worse. Zhao Haoran is not dead, and a more terrible existence than Zhao Haoran has appeared. It seems that the soul martial arts continent is really in an eventful autumn.

The remaining seven people retreated thousands of feet again. It is absolutely a good thing to be lucky enough to see the disaster. No one wants to miss it. As for the three-day soul who died under Fan Peng, he can only be blamed for his bad luck.

The thin lightning is too fast, and the number of resentment is extremely large. It is attached to the word extinction formula, and is not afraid of death, and it is crazy to welcome it.

Tianleiwei is the biggest nemesis of these resentment souls. Once touched, countless resentment souls turn into ashes in an instant, but the number is amazing.

Zhao Haoran sneered and said, "That's all. Let's see how I can break up your bullshit."

Reaching out and waved his hand, all the ghosts received by Zhao Haoran in the soul prayer flag over the years have appeared, densely, and the strongest of which is still the ghost of Huayuan, with a strong unwillingness in his eyes. Zhao Haoran knows that this is because his cultivation is still too low to be fully refined, but at this moment, he ignores it.

Fire aura carries the power of the origin, and Zhao Haoran used brute force to urge the bees of the ghosts to come.

The original word-killing formula has completely turned into a different appearance. The gloomy breath competes with the thunder, and it is determined to compete.

At this moment, there was another change in the air, and the dark clouds gathered together. There was a clear sky around, only Zhao Haoran's head was covered with black pressure.

There seemed to be a big hand stirring constantly. The dark clouds formed a huge whirlpool, which became faster and faster. Finally, it was completely condensed and fell rapidly with electric light.

The sunny weather did not change the depression, but seemed to fall on the top of his head and wanted to penetrate the body and invade the body. The sweat on the faces of the ruthless Taoist and Hai Fengtao fell down. This kind of heavenly power makes people unable to raise a little resistance at all. This time, is it possible that he can still support it?

Some absurd ideas appeared in Hai Fengtao's heart, which disappeared. Zhao Haoran must not be his opponent, but he vaguely felt that maybe he might really resist.

In the past, he was just a potential disciple of Lanhai Sect. Hai Fengtao appreciated it very much and also gave Zhao Haoran a lot of advice and help in practice. However, in the face of Brahma's doubts, Hai Fengtao rationally chose to endure it. This head of Brahma Sect was too mysterious, coupled with the already mysterious Brahma Zong, even the latent elders in Zong did not dare to provoke.

With no idea, Zhao Haoran has grown to such a terrible point, making a big wedding banquet, and most of the souls present are buried here. If that's the case, it's fine. Now it has caused a disaster. After so many years, he has seen it for the first time.

Zhao Haoran's cultivation can no longer be described as terrible.

As I thought about it, the electric dark clouds and the thick thunder of the silk line merged together. In an instant, the color of the world changed, giving people a sense of trance.

It seems that I have come to another world that I have never seen before, full of tyranny, desolate without any vitality, only killing.

Maybe it is the opposite of things. It is murderous from the thunder from that desolate place, but it brings infinite vitality at the same time, but it is hard to say whether it can be grasped.

For a moment, that strange feeling disappeared, but Zhao Haoran knew that it must be a real world, the same as the soul martial arts continent and Huang Moxing, not Tianwei, just like the eyes of mortals looking at the soul. That day's power was just a strange existence.

"You can fool others, you can't fool me." Zhao Haoran took a deep breath. The vitality in this thunder and lightning was exactly what Haiya urgently needed and could not be let go.

That cloud has no fixed form, and there is no room for resistance. Even if there are many ghosts to support, the soul will fly away and dissipate in heaven and earth, but the resentment is permanently left, which can not be stopped by manpower.

The soul flag collapsed, and the ghosts that originally belonged to it lost their original control and fled one after another.

Zhao Haoran stepped gently, under the terrible pressure, and flew up. "It's just a vigorous thunder cloud. Let me in!"

The target of these dark clouds was originally Zhao Haoran's body. At this moment, he personally sent it to the door. How could he ignore it and surged up in an instant.

The thunderous dark clouds drowned Zhao Haoran, and the terrible power tore up.

The physical strength can't resist this unparalleled power, and the pervasive thunder and lightning seem to completely crush Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran laughed wildly. The sound spread far away, and Hai Fengtao and others had already hid thousands of miles away and could still be clearly heard.

"What can you do about me? Be refined by me obediently."

The thunderlight of that great Tianwei is considered to have met a nemesis. Zhao Haoran, who is going to cultivate to the second peak of fire. Coupled with the right arm of ancient gods and demons, it can be said that everything is difficult to invade. The thunderlight in the dark cloud is like a baby who has millions of wealth. It has no ability to spend. No matter how much it is, it is useless compared with three days. The magic skills of the soul are not as good as those.

But Zhao Haoran never thought that since ancient times, several people could master such a terrible body refining technique and have cultivated to profound cultivation.

A wisp of vitality poured into Haiya's body along the ice sword. Although she was always in a coma, the three souls and seven souls were all there, the vitality was enhanced, and her face turned red. Zhao Haoran believed that only by finding the soul who carried the seal must be a way to save her.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart. Zhao Haoran frowned, and his whole foot began to ulcerate and was torn to pieces by the power of thunder and lightning.

I felt awe-inspiring, and it was very troublesome this time. I remember that when I practiced the fire last time, due to the lack of fire, the sole of this foot could not be refined, so it was put on hold all the time. How could anyone find such a defect when fighting with people? Zhao Haoran ignored this matter.

I didn't think it would be fatal at this time.

The thousand-mile embankment was destroyed in the ant nest, and Zhao Haoran seemed to have been opened at this moment, which was out of control.

How difficult those dark clouds are. Once they find a breakthrough, they will gradually dispel Zhao Haoran's body along the ulcerated right foot.

However, in the time of half a column of incense, Zhao Haoran's legs disappeared, and only he knew the taste best, which was millions of times more painful than Ling Chi.

The most terrible thing is that it still continues to happen. In a moment, it melted into the chest, and the soul power left by Dayan Zhenjun next to the martial soul began to gradually dissipate. These so-called Tianwei, all of Zhao Haoran, must be wiped out of his cultivation and life over the past few hundred years to relieve his hatred.

Zhao Haoran's face is ferocious. It is the first time he has encountered such a situation. He has no idea at all. Even the right arm of the gods and demons is powerful and has nowhere to use it. It is full of dark clouds, and there is no way to play any role.

You can't wait to die like this!

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and the Thor hammer flew out of the storage bag.

Even the origin of this Thor hammer and the square is not very clear. He only knows the power, so he gave his fierce general Thor to use. Unexpectedly, he fell into Zhao Haoran's hands and lost his life before he took it back.

In the thunder. The Thor hammer and squares did not need to be stimulated by Zhao Haoran's soul power, but automatically emitted a bright light and began to plunder the nearby thunder in an unreasonable way.

It's really effective. Zhao Haoran's eyes flashed, and his body's heavy damage was nothing. At worst, he reshaped the meridians. Anyway, the meridians had become a mess, but the strange snake beads still stayed in place, moved away from Zhao Haoran's abdomen. It was still the same, which made people unable to figure out what it wanted. How.

Although he can't guess the origin of the snake bead, Zhao Haoran guessed that it must have an independent consciousness and can judge the appropriate time to appear by himself. Obviously, it is not now.

stimulated the power of the semi-divine power, and the Raytheon hammer became more and more brilliant. The purple thunder opened its mouth and swallowed it ruthlessly, no matter how many photos were collected.

The dark cloud is not big and covers only a foot, but the power contained in it is unimaginable.

The Thor hammer has completely changed its appearance, surrounded by purple light, and even the square is ordinary. Perhaps this is the original appearance of the Thor hammer, but I don't know why it lost the power of thunder and lightning, so its power is greatly reduced.