Chapter 63 Prince

The form suddenly changed, and the addition of Zhao Jun, a direct force, made the strength of both sides even. Although Qin Hao's Jindan period immortals are far less than the Holy Lotus Sect, most of the physical cultivation and demon cultivation in the same realm can complete the immortal cultivation.

"Yi Xuelian, your Holy Lotus Sect intends to subvert the immortal world of ten countries and establish an immortal dynasty. Let you all be buried here today and array!" Zhao Jun's eyes were like copper bells, angry and disgusted, and roared. More than 3,000 foundation-building immortals behind him formed dozens of attack arrays. The strong wind roared, and the murder was full of murder, which made everyone scared.

"Brother Duanmu, Brother Zong, today we will annihilate these demons in one fell swoop!" Zhao Jun was resolute and looked at the two. As for Qin Hao, he automatically ignored it. What ability could a child who didn't grow hair have? If he knew that Qin Hao had suppressed 15 Buddhist practitioners in the repiliary period, I'm afraid he wouldn't think so.

"That's natural!" Duanmufeng Zongze nodded. Shenglianzong has always cut grass and eradicated his dissidents. He is talking about destroying the thing in Qingyunzong's bag. How can there be no reason to hate him so deeply?

Wan Guiyi and Yi Xuelian stand in parallel with the white dragon head, with elegant demeanor. If people who don't know it would really think that they are talented and beautiful, a pair of beautiful women.

"Zhao Jun, if you walk against the sky, you will be punished by heaven. Today, Shenglianzong will walk for heaven, eradicate evils, and return the world to the sky!" Wan Gui's sword was broken, and the eagle's eyes looked around, like the will of heaven, and he was powerful and determined.

Kill!

Zhao Jun ignited flames all over his body, and the red sword roared like a dragon and killed him.

Kill!

Only a final kill can resolve the other party's resentment. Zhao Jun originally went back to Yi Xuelian, but he didn't expect Qin Hao's figure to appear in front of the two people like a ghost and turned around and said, "The two of them are mine!"

You!

Zhao Jun's heart jumped violently. Who is this little teenager? He is so fast, and he can't see through it!

"Haha, then give it to the little brother!" Zhao Jun laughed and rushed to the two people in the early days of Yuanying.

Qin Hao carried his hands and looked down at all sentient beings. He looked at the two with a tall and indifferent expression and said, "It has been several months since we separated from the Gusu Mountains. Unfortunately, the two have been perverse and repeatedly defeated in my hands. The stone hairpin and the long blood arrow also fell into my hands. Have you two figured out how to die?"

The two gritted their teeth and couldn't wait to eat their meat and swallow their blood. Although the stone hairpin and blood-dropping long arrows were not, they were not completely incapacitated. After sacrificing, they would gradually recover. In this way, the two magic soldiers who might be fairy weapons were all captured by Qin Hao. If his eyes could kill people, Qin Hao would have been killed by thousands of knives. Sting.

"Qin Hao, don't be rampant. The monument clan is the enemy all over the world. Your image has already spread all over the Hongmeng world. It won't be long before the immortals will issue a pursuit order, and you will die!" Yi Xuelian smiled angrly, enchanting and amorous.

The whole world is enemies, so what about it? What about the immortals? Those who dare to come will be suppressed!

Qin Hao looked at the sky and his fighting spirit was surging. On this day, this land will one day submit to the emperor's monument.

Ah!

Qin Hao roared, and his fists were as strong as mountains, roaring and hitting the two people.

The fight has been launched, ferocious and gorgeous, and there is nothing in Duanmufeng's hand. Although the corpse demon real person in the early stage of Yuanying's cultivation, although the corpse is turbulent and sweeping the sky, it is still smashed by Duanmufeng's simple and unpretentious punch. Peng bursts, and the corpse gas rolls, infects many monks.

"Use fire to get rid of it!" Zhao Jun's red giant sword flames and waves restrained the bronze demons everywhere. Seeing this situation, he reminded loudly.

Zong Ze and others restored the demon body, roared repeatedly, and directly swallowed the weak immortals. The immortals are the great tonic of demon cultivation. If they refine the golden elixir, it can shorten the practice for decades.

Duanmuye was furious, his body soared around, and the red-blooded halberd dragon chanted arrayed, and fought with Yuan Hui, who was holding a demonic golden stick. Although Yuan Hui was not a physical practitioner, he was not bad, and his divine power was amazing. One person was as red as fire, and the other was bright as gold, which fluctuated violently, which shocked everyone.

The remaining two Buddhist practitioners were besieged by Li Shaobai and the big cat and Yutu. The two were also golden sticks, with strong fighting power, fierce eyes, cruel and fierce.

On the huge sailboat, the drums beat, the fairy music array, dived down, and directly crushed hundreds of foundation-building monks to lay down the flying sword killing array. The monks' souls were damaged, the flying swords were dim and crumbling, and some fell down.

The war began, and no one paid attention. Only Yuanying's Mu Qingyun glanced at everyone resentfully, controlled the flying sword, swept over the sky, and disappeared into the sky.

The array laid in the foundation period was gradually broken under the siege of the masters of the Jindan period of Shenglianzong. The flying sword was strangled, blood gushing, and the thunder charm burst, leaving the dead monks without a trace of soul and completely dying.

The alliance has been defeated. If it continues, there is a danger that the whole army will be destroyed. Looking at the demon cultivation of the Three Gods League, the physical practitioners of the barren mountains, extremely fierce, demonic spirit, fenghua, and quickly kill the opponent.

Zhao Jun was so anxious that the giant sword soared here, and the sword was turbulent, and it hit the top of the head of the copper demon.

"Little Sanxiu also dares to be enemies with our corpse sect, and will make your ten monks into corpse slaves, and let your souls fall into hell forever!" The copper demon screamed strangely, like a copper bell, and the sword spirit split on it, making a buzzing sound and unmoved.

"Then you become a corpse slave first!" Duan Mufeng's voice was cold and hateful, and suddenly appeared behind him. His fists were like ghosts and gods. He hit the back of the copper demon, and his chest exploded and broke into pieces like a copper bell.

Zhao Jun's red sword split the corpse into pieces and cursed, "Damn, everything is coming. The immortal world of these ten countries is going to be completely messed up!"

Duan Mufeng's expression was heavy. As soon as he decided to finish this matter, he immediately took the people away from the ten countries, and even the corpse sect and the bitter Zen sect were involved. This is no longer a game for the small forces of the ten countries, but the farther the better.

Kill!

Duan Mufeng's hands are accurate and fierce, and his fists are like the sky, sweeping in all directions. There are fist shadows all over the sky. Dozens of golden elixir practitioners directly burst directly. Those who are slightly deep in cultivation are also spitting blood, and their aura is chaotic and can't be suppressed.

Qin Hao held the sword, and Yi Xuelian fought alone. He suppressed them steadily and left wounds on the two people from time to time. Even so, Qin Hao knew that if he wanted to completely kill these two people, he must use his ultimate strength. In this situation, using all the cards is the prelude to death.

"You two, the mob you brought is about to be slaughtered. It's better to ask the guy who is a shrinking turtle to show up. It's too late if he doesn't show up!" Qin Hao's sword was like a heavy front, with the power of mountains. It was fiercely split, making it difficult for the two of them to resist, and they kept cursing in their hearts.

Yi Xuelian** smiled, licked her red lips, and said extremely **, "Little chick, you are very smart. You know that those idiots are cannon fodder. Hey hey, but it's too late. You have suffered heavy losses. Let's see how you resist next!"

"Little chick, why don't you sacrifice your sister and save your life!" With that, Yi Xuelian's throat moaned with desire, which echoed for a long time, making everyone's hearts shake.

Damn, **!

Qin Hao cursed, unfolded his spirit and observed the sailboat.

The huge sailboat rolled white and vigorous, and the white lotus on the sail became more and more strange. It rushed to the foundation-building immortals brought by Zhao Jun and landed. Many monks were directly knocked away, and several gorgeous flying swords jumped out of the sailboat and cut off the monks.

A few feet long, the bloody red gourd rose to the sky and burst out with strong attraction, sucking in the blood and corpses of the immortals.

"Blood evil gourd, blood vine sect!" Zhao Jun echoed and his face changed greatly.

"Haha, someone knows me!" Lei Yin burst out of the sailboat, and an old man in a blood-red vestment rose to the sky, laughed, and stared at a crane demon, fell on his back, raised a long snow-white knife, cut off his head with a knife, grabbed his neck and ate the demon blood.

Finally, he sucked the huge crane corpse into the red gourd and shook it in his ear.

"Let's all show up!" Qin Hao jumped up and stood high in the sky, overlooking the mountains, sounding like thunder and rolling.

"It's worthy of being an emperor. The talent is strong. Unfortunately, you can't live today!" The sound is soft and warm, like a breeze blowing wind bells in the summer sunshine.

On the mast, a stunning man embroidered with a huge white lotus suddenly appeared. He painted a golden ancient fan with one hand and behind his back with the other. His posture was straight and swaying. His eyes were like a bright star, and his eyes were soft. Everyone seemed to be looking at his affectionate lover.

He said that he was stunning, because he was unexpectedly beautiful. If it hadn't been for the knot in his throat, I'm afraid that no one would recognize him as a man, but a national beauty. At least most of the people present were shocked by his beauty.

Qin Hao's pupils were locked and extremely shocked. The teenager was too young to be 20 years old at most.

But his strength turned out to be the late Jindan, which is better than the evil cursed power. Even in his seemingly weak body, there is enough power to destroy the world.

He is not only a immortalist, but also a physical practicer, but also has Buddhist magical power, and perhaps, the means of a demon practicer.

"This is the Xianmen genius!" Qin Hao sighed that there are really many geniuses in the world. Xueju fart of the Hidden Fairy Gate he saw before is not. Even Yan Qingcheng is not such a person.

"Prince!" Wan Guiyi Yixue Lotus led the people of the Holy Lotus Sect to kneel down on one knee, bowed their heads, and were afraid and frightened.

Not only Qin Hao, but also Duan Mufeng was stunned. Prince, this is a secular name. Is it possible that he is the prince of a secular country.

"In case of return, you have disappointed me!" The prince whispered, but Qin Hao still noticed that Wan Gui's whole body trembled and begged for mercy in fear, "Prince, you will definitely make up for your achievements!"

"You are the right-hand man of the prince. How can I punish you? Get up!" The prince shook the folding fan and ignored it.

Amitabha!

The sound of Buddha echoes, like the sound of heaven, which makes people's hearts pure and suddenly makes people tired of the lightness of the world.

The old monk who walked out of half of his shoulder** in the sailboat and held a Zen stick. His beard was snow-white, his eyes were as clear as springs, and the sound of Buddha surrounded him, like a man of great morality and great merit.

"Master!" Yuan Hui put her hands together and looked ashamed.