Chapter 442 Kill the World

"Gun over the blood of the phoenix, I will forgive you for not dying."

"Well, what are you talking about with him? Just grab it directly. Mercury is not in vain this time." The soul speaker obviously jumped from other planets thousands of miles away, just for the blood of the phoenix on Zhao Haoran's body.

Fire Phoenix is too precious. Several people have seen it, not to mention the blood of Phoenix.

Turning around, the indifference in Zhao Haoran's eyes made the man very unhappy. Why is a soul person who is so arrogant? He should be afraid at this moment.

When Xia Luoyuan left, Zhao Haoran was relieved. There was no need to let this apprentice experience it. She would have her own life. It was just a suitable opportunity to stop retaining her. The future would depend on her own way.

Under shelter, you will never grow up.

The soul people who refine their souls into beads naturally have the qualifications to be arrogant. They are all top figures. The Long-armed Jianzong is not in a hurry to do it, as if they are thinking about something.

Zhao Haoran did not move his steps, and it was futile to escape.

The blood-red magic power came. It was the soul man who wanted to directly grab the blood of the phoenix before. He was short and had a mustache under his nose, but he was extremely arrogant and did not pay attention to others at all.

As soon as the breath comes out, it is endless killing. I don't know how many people have been killed to form such a terrible momentum. Among them, it is mottled and mixed, not like a person's breath at all, but it seems that thousands of breaths are rubbed together, which is very strange.

Everyone has their own different understanding of the way of killing.

But in the end, he still killed for the sake of killing, and his hands were stained with blood, so that he could cast such a powerful soul refining man into a strong man.

There is no doubt about their strength.

"With this technique, it's still far worse." Zhao Haoran's tone was flat. He stretched out his hand and pushed it. The fierce Haotian hammer directly scattered the blood magic power and hit the little soul. Although it did not cause much damage, it was extremely embarrassing.

The Chinese magic power has the magical power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. Even the cultivation of refining the soul into beads is not so easy to resist.

"Bunuch, I'm looking for death." The eight-character beard flew up, and the short soul disappeared directly without a trace. No matter how strong the divine consciousness was, he did not find any strangeness.

Zhao Haoran's heart is awe-inspiring, and this man's mysterious magical power is really terrible.

disappears directly in front of people. If there is a sneak attack, few people can resist it.

The aura flowed on the left, and a long knife hit Zhao Haoran's head. This was a fatal move. Its speed was amazing, and there was no time to dodge at all.

Zhao Haoran's anger surged and drove away the demon Fit, but still left a mark on him. Since you can't avoid it, don't hide it.

The right arm of the god and demon lingered around the black light, missed the long knife, and grabbed the left chest of the dwarf soul.

"See who dies first!" Zhao Haoran's face was a little deformed, and his whole body burst into strength and struggled!

The cultivation level is one level worse, confronting head-on, and is by no means an enemy, not to mention a group of people staring at it.

The dwarf soul killed countless people, and Zhao Haoran's behavior made him sneer. He didn't think of such an act alone, but those people died in the end, and none of them survived.

This long knife is not as good as the magic weapon, but it is not far from each other. Everyone will refine it. This is a murder weapon, which is difficult for ordinary people to control. Only the murderous intention in his heart is more than it can be manipulated. The short soul has absolute confidence to kill Zhao Haoran and win the phoenix. Phoenix's blood, as well as part of the ancient god and demon body, is definitely a huge harvest.

The scene in front of him changed in an instant, and there were traces of death everywhere. Unwilling thoughts lingered, and finally formed a strong resentment and plundered all living energy.

The long knife is called the demon knife, which is worthy of its name. There is a smile on the face of the dwarf soul. No one can resist the resentment of thousands of dead people. Even if the soul of the same level meets him, he can only avoid it. It is an infernal purgatory.

I don't know how many people were killed in order to sacrifice this knife.

Zhao Haoran's eyes immediately became clear. After seeing the war between ancient gods and demons, this infernal purgatory, in his eyes, was nothing at all, and he soon broke away.

Then the demon knife is close to the body.

It's complicated to say. In fact, only one percent of the breath has not been consumed, and it can't be faster.

What the dwarf soul cultivates is the way to kill. What they pursue is a blow and kills. There will be no extra action. The strong man who dares to come to Mercury has a certain magical ability.

If you don't have three or three, how dare you go to Liangshan?

The demon knife sounded, and it had smelled the smell of blood, which was an innate desire and uncontrollable excitement.

It hit Zhao Haoran's head. The short soul was stunned. The imaginary scene of brain splashing did not appear, but blood dripped down Zhao Haoran's cheek, and then it was quickly absorbed by the demon knife, which made it more excited.

With a fever on his chest, the little soul lowered his head, and a familiar thing flew out.

"No!"

He looked at the hands in horror, and the soul beads were pulled directly out of his body by Zhao Haoran. Because it was too fast, he didn't even feel it at all.

The severe pain almost made Zhao Haoran faint. The demon knife was really powerful. It not only had the sharpness of tearing everything, but also had countless negative emotions. As soon as it came, it devoured people's vitality and lost its millennium life in the blink of an eye. What a terrible concept.

Shouyuan, a strong man who refines his soul into beads, is endless, just because he has endless vitality, but under the demon knife, all this has changed and absorbed all the vitality. No matter how strong his cultivation is, he will definitely die. This sharp knife wants to drill in from the top of Zhao Haoran's head.

"It's just a knife. I see how strong you can be!" The devouring of the demon knife aroused Zhao Haoran's competitive heart.

Zhao Haoran, who refined the blood of the phoenix, had infinite vitality and put away the soul beads of the short soul. The ancient gods and demons struggled to grasp them with their right arm. He was not only powerful, but also the will of the ancient gods and demons. He could not resist. The demon knife screamed sadly and reluctantly left Zhao Haoran's body and became a weapon in his hand.

I tried my best and couldn't get rid of it, so I just calmed down.

He waved the knife and cut the dwarf soul. He was still confused and didn't understand why he was defeated. The demon knife did not worry about the previous owner. In the blink of an eye, he washed him into a dry man. The knife body was white light and there was no dirt. This knife was really too powerful, but it was a little difficult. Control.

Is there a spirit in the knife or a fierce spirit?

It was just a moment, and the two were sentenced to death.

The little killer who refined his soul into a bead died at Zhao Haoran's hands, and the yellow-haired soul man shouted excitedly, "Brother, you are really extraordinary."

Zhao Haoran smiled at him, which was quite interesting.

The rest of them fell into meditation. It seems that it was not accidental that Elder Zhao was injured before. With a strong body and a meticulous mind, this soul who became one was not so easy to deal with.

However, no matter what, the gap in cultivation cannot be changed, leaking the strength of the body, and no one is willing to compete with him head-on.

The two people of the turtle clan and the long-armed Jianzong took action at the same time. The huge waves were mixed with the fierce sword spirit invisible to the naked eye, turning the whole Huayanzong into an ocean.

The sea turtle family has terrible defensive ability, but it is also not bad to attack. With the cultivation of refining souls into beads, they often have the power of rules and kill people invisibly.

Zhao Haoran did not move and let their attack hit him. This was just a tentative attack, but it was irresistible to the ordinary Huayuan return to the soul.

Then Zhao Haoran did not leave any scars on his body, and the previous wound on the head of the demon knife was still recovering quickly.

"This body is really a pervert, brother. I'll beat those three old guys and buy you a drink." The yellow-haired soul man seems to have become Zhao Haoran, playing against three strong men who have refined their souls into beads.

Zhao Haoran glanced at him and stood and spoke without pain. In the face of the three people, he had no chance of winning, and he could not even escape. It was really abominable. He still had important things. It was impossible for him to bury his life here. Living is more important than anything else.

"The body is strong, but you still can't escape. Hand over the blood of the phoenix, and I will keep you safe." The long-armed sword sect is full of majesty.