Chapter 347 New and Old Hate

Lunfa's face showed a solemn look and his smile was a little unnatural. He had learned the magic power of killing spells, but he didn't expect that five Zhao Haoran performed it at the same time. The momentum shocked the mountains and rivers and changed the color of the world.

The forces of destruction are intertwined to form a big net, like a spider waiting for its prey. If it hadn't been for the soul art of Brahma to be restrained, I'm afraid it would not be so easy to deal with.

You can't give him a chance to breathe!

"Fire"

"Inflammation"

"Yan"

Even if there are five splits, Zhao Haoran can only merge and summon a small fire dragon, but the breath has been very different. It is the overlord, the arrogant dragon, and does not allow any invasion.

circled around Zhao Haoran. The power of fire made him feel extremely comfortable, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind. Maybe it could hatch phoenix eggs.

"Roar!"

The high-sounding sound pulled Zhao Haoran's thoughts back, and Brahma pinched the formula again.

An illusion wearing thick Buddha beads around his neck appeared behind him. The Buddha statue was different from it. His eyes were wide open and terrible, and it had nothing to do with peace.

Holding a huge chisel in his left hand, the pattern on it can be seen clearly, and the right hand is pressed by a dragon. You can't see the specific appearance, but you can feel the fear of the dragon.

Dropor Dragon Luohan!

Zhao Haoran recognized this Buddha statue. It is rumored that the dragon arhat was a great god in the period. His cultivation was extraordinary. At that time, there were many demon cultivation chaos, including an extremely powerful dragon.

Wherever they passed, thousands of miles away, there was no vitality, and the souls had nothing they could do. In the end, it was Brahman's dragon arhat who took action and suppressed the evil dragon in one fell swoop. From then on, the people lived a happy life.

is just a legend, but it also illustrates the strength of this dragon Luohan from the side.

The little fire dragon saw his companion in the hands of Jianglong Luohan and seemed to have been greatly insulted. Without Zhao Haoran's instructions, he flew over like a wind.

There is no doubt about the power of Huo Yanyan's magic power. After Zhao Haoran's cultivation was improved, the little fire dragon initially had a complete prototype, which was still far from the little fire dragon seen in the green holy land that day, but it was not far away.

But he seems to be a little disobedient and always does things according to his preferences, which makes Zhao Haoran a little headache and helpless.

This is a double-edged sword. When his strength is insufficient, he may hurt himself. However, with his current cultivation, Zhao Haoran has a full grasp to subdue the little fire dragon.

The big eyes of the dragon Luohan copper bell were about to stare out, and the palm of his hand moved slightly with the wheel method, and the fierce force came to his face.

"Roar!"

The fighting spirit of the little fire dragon has been stimulated, and the lazy state also has a lot of control, with an inconcealing power that is difficult to hide, which is similar to Xiaobai.

The palm stroked the ice sword behind him. This three-foot sword made people feel cold all over, but he had never seen Zhao Haoran use it, but several people knew that it was the two most important people for him.

Neither the storage bag nor the storage ring can store living things. Once they enter, there is no doubt that they will die. Only the lifeless dead like the golden rune ancient corpse can survive safely. Zhao Haoran has to carry the cold ice sword on his back.

At this time, the dragon Luohan suddenly grew his mouth and spit out a ring, which was golden and beautiful.

Zhao Haoran was stunned and felt a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't say it for a moment.

The little fire dragon shrank and rotated, and soon formed a huge fire ball, which collided with the golden ring.

The contrast between this large and small circle is very large. If it hadn't been for the faint golden light, it would hardly have been seen.

The little fire dragon is scared! Zhao Haoran has an indescribable connection with it, but you can feel its emotions, which is clearly fear.

Zhao Haoran stared at the ring, with a faint red blood on it, which was not very clear under the golden light.

When the residents of the town who had just emerged from the terrible storm were still in a trance, they heard a sharp loud noise. They covered their ears desperately from far and near, and there was still no way to avoid it.

The power of the semi-divine power slowly dissipated, and the blood on the golden ring flashed away.

Specially used for dragon slaughter, Zhao Haoran was stunned. This Sanskrit sect is really great. If you can refer to a few more Buddha statues, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

"It's not easy for you to force me to this extent." There was a coldness in Lunfa's peaceful smile. He could feel that Zhao Haoran had consumed a lot of magic power. Moreover, these two magic powers had found a way to deal with it and dealt with it easily.

"Convinced!"

With a low shout, the power of the rules emerged. This was Zhao Haoran's second time facing the power of the rules. The first Qushan River only just got a soul bead, and it was not a soul person who refined his soul into a pearl.

This is the pressure of heaven and earth. Anyone who makes a mistake will be punished by heaven and earth. This is the rule of the law and the rule of Brahma.

Everything cannot be perfect, and more or less mistakes will happen, and Brahma's understanding is to use the power of punishment in the rules to forcefully kill any soul who makes mistakes, can't resist the whip in the depths of the heart, and will naturally be rubbed into ashes by the power of the rules.

Unfortunately, this time the wheel method was regarded as finding the wrong person. Countless pictures flashed in front of him and came out of Zhao Jiazhuang.

It was Zhao Haoran's first time to kill Lian Ruoqian in Lanhaizong. He was not nervous or blame himself. Such a troublemaker should be killed!

And then in the Broken Soul Mountains...

Scenes kept flashing. Zhao Haoran was as calm as before, did not resist in a hurry, and quietly endured it. It may be an unspeakable torture for others, but in Zhao Haoran's view, it is a rare opportunity.

After many tests, his heart became more and more tough, and the face of the wheel method was ugly. He could not tolerate it. A person actually practiced under the power of his rules, which was extremely shameful.

With a movement of mind, Zhao Haoran became more and more powerful, tortured by his every action, including walking, eating and practicing.

Humph! How can there be no mistakes? Zhao Haoran sneered. The rules between heaven and earth are set by heaven and earth to control everyone, so why do they have to follow them?

Zhao Haoran naturally follows Zhao Haoran's path and Zhao Haoran's rules. What does it have to do with that day and land?

"The rules of heaven and earth, what can you do for me!"

The roaring thunder seemed to be roaring, roaring angrily, and Zhao Haoran was still me.

Once the body is supported, the power of the rules is free and can't get close to it.

The wheel method is unbelievable. In just a few years, Zhao Haoran has grown to such a point that he is no longer afraid of the power of rules. What else can stop him?

"Old mayor, what's wrong with this?" Several young people gathered around the old man. This highly valued old town mayor is the oldest and knows the most. Suddenly, so many strange things happened in one day, which is really difficult to explain.

The old man trembled and held his crutch, "Wuvil, someone in the town must have done something that can't be seen. God's punishment, this is God's punishment!"

The residents of the town are talking about it.

"Old mayor, what should I do?"

The old man thought for a moment, "Hurry up and find the man to apologize, hoping that the immortal will not come to God's punishment again."

As soon as the voice fell, a golden light like sunshine rose up. Two rounds of sun appeared in the east, one of which was close in front of him, and the person could not open his eyes.

"Old town mayor, I was wrong. It's me. I will never block the road and rob them again. Some time ago, I killed two passengers. I didn't mean to. They resisted too fiercely. I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."

"It's you, Niu Er, who has known for a long time that you are not a good thing. This divine punishment is caused by you. Appologise heaven and earth!"

The old mayor looked extremely angry and didn't say anything. He just hit the crutch in his hand.

"Niu Er, it's up to you."

The virtuous old men in the town glared at him. In this simple town, what a serious crime robbery is, not to mention killing innocent travelers.

Niu Er looked at the crowd around him, and the scene just now also scared him. The sun seemed to shine only on him and still couldn't wash away his sins.

A sharp blade appeared in his hand, stabbed into his lower abdomen, ending a life, and the sun slowly weakened.

The old mayor brushed his beard and shook his head and sighed, "Let's all disperse. Niu Er is dead. Our town should not be punished by the gods."

The townspeople were still uneasy and returned home with a worried mentality that could no longer be regarded as home.

At this moment, Zhao Haoran observed quietly. He was not in a hurry to do it, but could not do it. Brahma didn't know what secret method he used, and instantly changed into another appearance.

This time it is not a sacrificial illusion. Brahma disappeared, leaving only a huge Buddha.

Each finger is ten feet thick and golden, as if it were made of pure gold.

The solemn face and peaceful smile are like coming out of the portrait.

"Zhao Haoran, if you forced me to show the supreme Buddha, I will definitely die today."

A huge sound came out one by one, but those mortals couldn't hear it.

"Well, such kindness is just pretending to fool the world."

Zhao Haoran waved back the golden-winged Dapeng and the golden Fu ancient corpse. They could not help here and could only become a burden.

Hearing Zhao Haoran's order, Dapeng breathed a sigh of relief. At such a level of battle, he could not get involved at all, and the pressure almost squeezed him so hard to move.

I don't know how far the giant wings flashed. The golden-winged Dapeng's consciousness stared at Zhao Haoran and Fan Tian. Although there was a big gap between their cultivation, he still felt that the final victory fell back to Zhao Haoran's hands.