Chapter 432 Breakthrough is imminent

"You are smart, so I can give you a good time." The old man coughed gently and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth. The dark red color was frightening, and the body was developing in the direction of aging. The use of soul art was a great torture for it.

Xia Luo's tears gushed out in an instant. She never thought that there would be such a powerful figure here. One face-to-face almost killed Zhao Haoran. She knew better than anyone what it means to be unable to perform soul art.

Sanskrit arrays, ethereal from endless distance, it is said that that is the real place of the Shengzu of Brahma. Of course, this is just a rumor, but his horror has been felt by all people.

"Die!"

With wild laughter, this dying old man is not afraid of life and death, and nothing is paid attention to.

Zhao Haoran, a soul person who has become one, can't be his opponent. He dares to be disrespectful to Hua Yanzong and is doomed to death.

The heaven is majestic, and it is probably just like this. The aura overflowed and aroused the strong wind, blowing Xia Luo, the cultivation of the Japanese soul, to the side. The cyclone rushed straight from Zhao Haoran's spiritual cover, destroying the divine consciousness. The spirits of the soul who did not refine the soul into beads were in the sea of knowledge in the head.

Once the god is destroyed, it is like a walking corpse. Even if the body survives, it is just an empty shell and no longer has any ability.

This old man is vicious and refines a body without divine consciousness, and may have a glimmer of vitality. If he can absorb the vitality in his body, he may live for two more years. For the souls who are about to reach the limit, nothing is more attractive than vitality. If he knows that Zhao Haoran still has the blood of fire and phoenix, I don't know if I will go crazy.

With a muffled sound, Hua Yanzong's disciples were relieved.

Ye Wen's disappearance is undoubtedly a major blow to them, and they are very guilty in the face of the invasion of a strong enemy.

The old man frowned, and his dry skin was like old bark. It was unusually ugly. The situation seemed to be something wrong. Zhao Haoran's breath did not weaken, but was stronger.

"Regress!" The old man screamed, and his harsh voice was numb. The souls who did not know why did not dare to be careless and chose to evacuate one after another.

A pair of fiery fists hit over, which made people's chests sink in. Hua Yanzong's people looked frightened. What on earth is this? Is it possible that a strange beast that emerges inexplicably? How can there be such a strong body?

The bright red almost bleed, and a familiar face appeared in front of them.

How is this possible!

Zhao Haoran was safe and sound, only his clothes were slightly damaged.

The old man shook his head, "This is impossible. This is impossible. Can you break through the prohibition of the long-eared Buddha? It's impossible."

His face was unbelievable. The old man forgot to dodge and fell into deep meditation. It was clear that he did not feel any aura. How Zhao Haoran resisted the offensive became an unsolved mystery.

"Ele Zhao, be careful."

"Fight away!"

“...”

he exclaimed endlessly, but the old man seemed to have not heard of it and bowed his head to meditate.

Zhao Haoran's face was expressionless. He could easily break through the previous prohibition, but he did not do that, just to test how strong his body was.

Sure enough, he was not disappointed. The strength of Dayan's fire was incomparable. He cultivated to the highest level, and everything was difficult to invade. The magic power of Elder Zhao just made him shake, and his blood surged up in an instant. It seemed that he had fallen and got up and had nothing to do. .

This feeling is really wonderful. Zhao Haoran can't help laughing. How many people in the world have such a strong body.

The power of the blood of the phoenix is contained in the palm of his hand. Zhao Haoran can naturally exert part of the power of the fire phoenix with its refined body.

The hot flame burned, as if it had dried up the nearby aura and turned into a vacuum zone.

The nearest is a middle-aged soul who is reunified. Behind him is the visual Buddha, holding a willow branch. This is a powerful Buddha that most of the souls of Brahma can imagine. It is less difficult and powerful.

If you really practice to the extreme, there is a world in the jade bottle, and the willow branches can sweep away everything, but I have never heard of anyone reaching such a powerful level in ancient and modern times.

The Guanshi Buddha sprinkled with willow branches and wanted to sweep away Zhao Haoran's palm.

And that pair of palms did not change at all, but faster. The void grabbed it, and an exquisite martial soul appeared in the hot palms.

was burned to ashes in an instant. The middle-aged soul did not die immediately after losing his martial soul. After a long time, he lowered his head, looked at the hole in his chest, slowly closed his eyes and fell to death.

Killing is sometimes so simple.

"Why, why on earth?" The old man is still talking to himself and does not notice the existence of Zhao Haoran

His breath was gradually changing, and his aura was still gathering. Zhao Haoran stared at him for a few breaths and shook his whole body. Elder Zhao seemed to be breaking through.

The soul was refined into beads, and the martial soul condensed into soul beads and became an immortal existence. No one could resist it. Unexpectedly, this person began to make a breakthrough at such a critical moment, which was really unexpected.

Many disciples of Huayanzong also found some strange things. These elders all have the cultivation of becoming one, and they still have a vision.

"Elester Zhao is breaking through and can't be disturbed."

"Stop him and don't let him disturb Elder Zhao. I, Hua Yanzong, will produce another strong man who refines his soul into beads, and revitalize our faction is just around the corner."

"The elder who refines his soul into a pearl is as easy as killing him and protecting him."

All kinds of voices were spread. The disciples of Huayanzong surrounded a large circle, and the whole Huayanzong had a solemn atmosphere.