Chapter 108 The Heavenly Path of Building!

"Boom..."

Longyang Palace was completely blown up. Centered on the location of the bombing, the aftermath wave dispersed for thousands of kilometers. Within this kilometer, neither people nor things no longer exists!

This scene is like the end. What people yearn for most is the sky, but what they are most afraid of is also the sky, because that word represents the strongest power.

Whether it is the spirit seeker or the spirit king, or the Longyuan Pavilion Alliance on the square and the Dragon City monks, they have quickly retreated to a kilometer away, and no one dares to stand in the aftermath.

"It's terrible! Is he still alive?"

People saw the disappearing lightning and finally saw a corner of the picture.

"He is still alive! It's incredible!" Some people's eyes were sharp, and they could see at a glance that they were standing still. The upright figure standing in place was shrouded in a layer of bloody light curtain. When all the lightning touched the curtain, it dissipated.

Not only Xue Hao, but also the two small beasts are safe and sound. Both beasts have received infinite benefits and absorbed the essence of Thunder.

The body of the Blood Dragon King is longer, nearly two feet. Although the position of some scales still exploded, it is not difficult to see that he has made great strength and let out a dragon roar excitedly.

The piglet's appearance has not changed, but its black fur is getting brighter and brighter. Obviously, the benefits it gets are not only visible from its appearance.

The biggest change is Xue Hao. His coat burst, revealing explosive muscles, and there is a shining light circulating on his body, which has the rhythm of turning into a treasure body.

Monks generally do not pay attention to the forging of muscles and bones, but focus on magic weapons, but now, after carrying thunder and lightning, Xue Hao's body has a prelude to extreme sublimation.

This is an amazing transformation, not cultivation, but overall strength. If he fights against people, he can use his treasure body to resist the other party's magical powers.

It is rare for ordinary people to have such an opportunity, because such a terrible catastrophe has never appeared.

It's just that Xue Hao has a clue for the first time, which is still far from the treasure body, but he is not worried, because he learned a dragon holy law in Longyang Palace before, which is about physical exercise.

As we all know, the dragon clan is strong, and they take a different path. Each generation of dragon emperors is physically respected and proud of the world. Therefore, the physical treasures of this clan are dreamed of countless people.

Nangong Xian'er got nine steps against the dragon, and Xue Hao just got the treasure of physical forging, the real dragon forging. Just then, he operated this secret method and finally created the transformation of the body.

He has initially understood the mystery of this treasure. If he finally practices to the extreme, he can achieve the true dragon physique!

"How did he survive without killing him?"

"The five clans of attacking the sky, are they so against the sky?"

What people talk about most is the problem that Xue Hao is still alive, which is like a dream, impacting everyone's mind.

"It's that light curtain. Absolutely, he survived by that light curtain. He has a card!" Some people noticed the extraordinary light curtain around Xue Hao and the two little beasts and began to guess the point, but the more shocking idea hit their minds. What kind of card can resist the disaster?

In the light curtain, a smile appeared at the corners of Xue Hao's mouth. No one understood what he had done in the thunder just now!

"Wow..."

"Wow..."

The two little beasts have a great good impression of Xue Hao, because the benefits they get are indescribable, because Xue Hao used an elixir at the critical moment.

"Lord Valley...disciples will remember your teachings and revive the Free Valley in the future!" Xue Hao looked up and looked at the sky brewing terror. His eyes were full of excitement. The disaster had just begun, and every floor behind him would be even more terrible.

But on the first floor, Xue Hao really wants to thank the senior Xiaoyaozi of the valley owner and the saint family. What he just used was the elixir made by pulling Xihua's mother-in-law and Tianyunzi.

He clearly remembered that at that time, the last word left by the owner of the valley was that it could only be used when the foundation was built. He had not used it before, but at this moment, there was no need to worry about it.

The elixir turned into a light curtain and resisted thunder and lightning.

"Hu..." After all the thunder and lightning dissipated, the light curtain was also broken, and Xue Hao and the two little beasts appeared more clearly in front of people.

"It's worthy of the five tribes of attacking the sky. He did it!"

"Has he built a foundation?" This is people's doubts. Although Xue Hao has changed a lot, various signs prove that this is not like building a foundation.

"Kka!"

At this time, the sky was rolling again. This time, all the thunder and lightning and all the visions disappeared. Only the endless red clouds slowly fell, but this was not the point. People heard that this was the sound of something cracking, not a thunderbolt.

Everyone was frightened, but they had not had time to speak. As they guessed, the sky really opened a crack, not only the sealed land, but the real sky.

"There has been another disaster. Sure enough, he hasn't built a foundation yet!"

"What will this catastrophe be?"

"I haven't seen which family he is before. Maybe it can be confirmed this time!"

In the distance, Xue Hao is flying and fearless. He knows that the current disaster is the key point. If he survives it, he can build a foundation!

"This is really jealous of God. It's just building a foundation, but it's such a big battle." Some people sigh that as long as ordinary monks have foundation elixir, foundation construction is generally a matter of course, not like Xue Hao.

People no longer talk, because as the sky cracks, a terrible pressure comes from inside, which is extremely depressing, which is definitely the strongest disaster.

"Even if it's a soaring disaster, it's nothing more than that!"

The next moment, people were stunned.

"That's a sword!"

The disaster is actually a sword!

People can't misread it, because in the crack, a huge golden sword slowly appeared. Although it is not substantial, it is definitely the shape of the sword.

"I know which clan he is!" From the appearance of this golden sword, someone immediately exclaimed. Some ancient books have recorded such a natural disaster, and not everyone knows it.

"This heavenly disaster is the nine cuts of heaven! This is a disaster dedicated to the foundation of the saint family. One cut is better than one cut. This is to cut off the foundation of the saint family. That person is the body of the saint!"

"What, the ancient practice road collapsed, there is no holy in the world, and there are really people alive in this clan!"

"This is a completely impossible disaster. Even the natural disaster of the ancient clan is not so strong, because the practice path of the saint clan has long collapsed!"

People know the most about the saint family, because the ten saints in the past shine on the mountains and rivers. In ancient times, they were the first to attack the sky and the first to destroy the clan. After endless years, this clan disappeared. They are the only race among the five clans attacking the sky and were cut off from their way of practice.

In other words, this family is not only the most jealous of the heavenly world, but also has problems, and it is difficult to reach the peak.

"The body of the saint family is a rare treasure body. If it succeeds in crossing the disaster, it will definitely be coveted by many powers. They not only have problems themselves, the blow of heaven, but also face the coveted by countless people!"

"This man is a saint, which is really a tragedy. Maybe his flash in the pan is declaring the glory of the saint in the past, but they have been eliminated."

Countless people are talking about it, and the rumors of the saint are not a secret.

"I hope he succeeds in the disaster. At that time, you can imagine that a world-class figure will appear, and many people who are close to Shouyuan will chase him down." Someone has a playful smile on his face.

Not far away, the eyes of the Spirit King kept flashing. Before his cultivation was sealed, he was a peak monk of Yuanying. He once had a relationship with Xue Hao. At that time, he did not see it. But now, his eyes are bright. If he absorbs Xue Hao's blood and his longevity, he can increase many years out of thin air. The body can be increased by 2,000 years, even more than Long Yanshui. If it is a golden elixir, it will soar to 4,000 years. The higher Xue Hao's cultivation, people will absorb his blood, which will bring higher longevity. This is why he is the enemy all over the world.

In half of the eastern soil, there are many old antiques with advanced cultivation, holding the same mood as the spirit king.

"I think many people hope that he can get through the disaster at this moment!"

Such voices came one after another without concealing it, and more people, like the spirit king, showed greed in their eyes.

After building the foundation, the bloodline of the saint really appeared. Everyone can see that the vitality of this family is strong, and the combat power is invincible at the same level, but in the same way, the whole world is hostile.

"You must get through it!" Some people drink from afar.

At this moment, the golden sword in the void slowly falls. This is the nine cuts of heaven, representing the determination of the heavenly world to erase Xue Hao's will. There is a strong Taoist implication, and all kinds of complex lines float around the sword. This kind of Taoist implication does not exist in this world, only the heavenly world that the man yearns for!

People can't pry into the mysteries, and they are all shocked.

The shadow of the sword is huge, and the golden light is everywhere. The original night suddenly turned into a golden world, so that everyone can't open their eyes. Such a natural disaster, even if you look at it, can't do it!

Someone forcibly opened his eyes, but his body immediately burst and fell inexplicably.

Now, no one dares to challenge anymore. The only regret is that he can't see how Xue Hao fell. Previously, he hoped that Xue Hao could survive the disaster and be the enemy of the world. It's just imaginary. If anyone really thinks so, it's completely crazy.

"Hum!" Although it can't be seen, people can hear the vast sound of the sword. The disaster has begun!

"Nine cuts of heaven!" At this moment, the man who crossed the disaster meditated and stared at the golden sword in the nine heavens as usual. The sword is towering and ten thousand feet long, while Xue Hao's body is extremely small.

From afar, the golden sword covers the sky and floods the sky, but what is to be killed is a person who has not yet built a foundation. This picture is extremely inconsistent.

"Hum!" The giant sword stood upright, with the supreme Taoism and must-kill belief of heaven, and cut at Xue Hao's head at an unimaginable speed!

The first cut has come!

At this moment, Xue Hao really felt a threat of death, which was not something he could bear in such a state. He deeply realized how difficult it was to practice the saints, and it was just to build a foundation period.

If you retreat at this time, there may still be room, but Xue Hao will not, even if he is bound to die, will not, because this hurdle must be taken. Only in this way can the future be alive and continued.

"Oh..."

"Wow..."

The two little beasts were anxious, and the Blood Dragon King kept pulling the corners of Xue Hao's clothes. They were quite spiritual and could see some inexplicable things and persuaded Xue Hao to escape.

However, what responded to them was Xue Hao's strong two palms, and they were directly knocked unconscious.

"This is not a place for you to stay. Wait for me to build the foundation and keep you well!" Xue Hao looked complicated. He glanced at the two little beasts and slapped them. In an instant, they fainted directly from his side and flew to the ground a kilometer away. No one understands his mood, sadness, joy, or ridicule. Such promises sound pale and powerless, but he wants to say, but he wants to fight!

It is his belief that the enemy is invincible. No matter how powerful the enemy is or earth, how small he is, his blood will flow dry, but his tears will not flow!

Heavenly nine cuts, he wants to fight alone!

"Come on, thief, God, the road to practice collapses. If you can't build a foundation, I have to build it!" Xue Hao shouted angrily. He stood at the highest place. All people and things were under his feet and above his head. There was only ten thousand feet of golden light, only heaven and nine cuts!

He ran the formula to defeat the battle, and his whole body breath was raised to the extreme. Hundreds of punches were continuously bombarded. The golden shadow of the whole head spread over his head, directly to the golden sword!

This temperament is not available to ordinary people, because this is against the sky and attacking the sky!

However, before he touched it, those golden fists were broken, and Xue Hao also sprayed five mouthfuls of blood in a row. The pressure has arrived. His body has begun to crack, seven holes are bleeding, and his knees can't stand it. There is a breath that makes him kneel down!

"Hahaha!" The laughter of the domineering Jedi came from his mouth. There is no need for words. He will carry it to the end!

It's not that the ancient art is not strong, but that his strength is too weak and is not equal to the heavenly disaster. This kind of heavenly disaster is difficult to overcome even if he is a monk!

"Bum!" His shoulders exploded and the rain of blood flew. If he didn't kneel, he would be under the pressure of the golden sword!

"Buzz..." When it was about to come to the void within a kilometer, the sword was divided into nine, directly jumped over the first sword and cut him at the same time!

This scene represents the determination of the heavenly world to kill him!

"Build the foundation!" At this moment, Xue Hao broke through the bottleneck and crazily absorbed the aura of heaven and earth. Even if Jiu Zhan is coming, he will build it!

Not long, he rose to the sky and went up to meet the nine cuts. He did not control the flying sword. He successfully built the foundation, but this was only a flash in the pan, because death was coming.

At the moment when Xue Hao rushed up, no one could see that a terrible pressure exploded in the suzerain palace not far away. Then, the whole suzerain palace exploded, and a figure flew out of it!

He is Zhen Yuanzi!

With him, there are two elders, Fang and Lin!

The three people galloped. Far from Xue Hao, they worked together to slap him down from the void and landed him on the ground!

"I'll help you with these nine cuts!" Zhen Yuanzi laughed wildly and could see that not only he, but also the two elders rose to the sky without hesitation!

"Remember, what did you promise me!"