Chapter 441 Kill the World

The hatred of destroying the faction has surpassed Zhao Haoran's anger. This is the full blow of the strong man who refines his soul and becomes a bead.

"Old bastard, your grandfather is here. He has the guts to come to me." The yellow-haired soul man wants to help Zhao Haoran attract the attention of Elder Zhao. This strange soul-returner is not bad. He can't tell why he gave birth to the impulse to save people.

However, Elder Zhao turned a deaf ear and ignored him at all.

The long-armed Jianzong sighed, "It's a pity that a glimmer of hope finally appeared, and it was dashed."

The existence of ancient gods and demons is not a secret for these strong people who refine their souls into beads. Various theories have been handed down from a distant period. Although no one has seen it with their own eyes, they already have the image of ancient gods and demons in their hearts.

He is talented, his body is huge, his strength is superior, and his cultivation is against the sky.

It is rumored that this clan did not completely perish, but was sealed in a region. No one can save them. Zhao Haoran has the blood of ancient gods and demons, maybe a little chance, and then once he dies, there is really nothing.

Although the cultivation is not bad, and it can sweep any opponent in the realm of unification of Huayuan, there is a big realm. Moreover, Elder Zhao has the rules of the king, and Zhao Haoran's defeat seems to have become an inevitable end.

The rest of the souls all have the same idea. Originally, they had expected Zhao Haoran to bring trauma to Elder Zhao, and it would be much easier to rob the blood of the phoenix. Now it seems difficult to say. No one wants to easily provoke the king's rules, except for the yellow-haired soul in the distance.

"Your uncle! @#¥%......”

Zhao Haoran can't laugh or cry. This person is really interesting, but under the offensive of Elder Zhao, he can't laugh.

Without any Dharma decision, Zhao Haoran was motionless. In front of his strong strength, any magic soul art had no effect. The two of the turtle clan looked at each other and were always the cultivation of transformation. In front of the soul refiners of the king's rules, there was no room for resistance. This is the realm of cultivation. Differences.

If you don't resist, it may be the best choice. If you put it on anyone, you can't think of a better way.

The thunder flashed, and the white aperture was ten feet long, like a big blood basin, which completely swallowed Zhao Haoran in the blink of an eye.

Is it finally over?

Everyone has such an idea. Under the powerful power, the divine consciousness can't be explored at all. The white aperture is imbezzled, just like a flower that wants to bloom.

There is an unbearable look on the face of the yellow-haired soul. For this soul who dares to compete with each other beyond the realm, he is inexplicably a little fond of it. He just dares to take advantage of his mouth and compete head-on, which is not his strength.

Zhao Haoran is a respectable soul!

"Master!"

Xia Luo exclaimed. Her revenge was completely revenged. The whole Hua Yanzong turned into nothing. The madman and his son were buried under the palm of Zhao Haoran. The enemy of the Xia family had no life left, and no one cared about Hua Yanzong's dead.

The blood of the phoenix on Zhao Haoran is what these people are thinking about. These souls are extremely indifferent. Since Hua Yanzong has been destroyed, there is no need to make good friends.

Before, the people who sent congratulatory gifts looked bitter. They were just small people, originally as messengers, but now Hua Yanzong only has Elder Zhao left, so how can they make friends?

The gift sent must not be taken out, but how can I explain it when I go back?

Everyone's expressions are different.

The irresistible force bombarded Zhao Haoran's body. He could clearly see the ferocious face of Elder Zhao, and even heard the shouting from the bottom of his heart, "Kill!"

The power of hatred has condensed into substance and wants to destroy Zhao Haoran's consciousness.

How could Zhao Haoran give up resistance? Even the heavenly disaster that ordinary souls are extremely afraid of is not taken seriously, not to mention a soul person who obeys the orders of heaven and earth.

The martial soul emits a dazzling light. Only the palm-sized martial soul is very pocket-sized, and then there is a vast sea. Usually, the wind is calm and you can't see anything, but at the critical moment, it will be full of waves and has the ability to destroy everything.

Zhao Haoran's whole martial soul was more tenacious. The sapling did not have any reaction, but stayed quietly in his body, which made Zhao Haoran couldn't help but want to curse.

What are these things? They occupy the body one by one and do nothing. As long as they jump out when they are happy and make some inexplicable actions, they will not come out after getting benefits.

Live ancestors!

Dayan burned the fire, and Zhao Haoran urged the decision.

The purpose of this great flame burning is to refine the body and absorb the fire aura between heaven and earth to refine our own body. There has never been a peak in the world, and a mountain is higher. Therefore, the peak state of this great flame burning does not represent invincibility, but it means a kind of strength that ordinary people can't reach.

With the improvement of cultivation, Zhao Haoran has his own ideas.

The law decision of operation began to absorb the power of Elder Zhao's magical power. At this stage, there has been no difference between the power of magic power and soul power. The power of magic power is soul power.

The use of divine power has long been a matter of ease. The soul power has been transformed. The cultivation of the unity of the yuan also needs to absorb the aura and transform into the power of the magic power. The realm of refining the soul into beads has formed a bridge between heaven and earth. The absorption anytime and anywhere is directly the power of the magic power.

"Ah!"

A figure flashed out of the white light and flew backwards. The body was incomplete. The bright red blood kept flowing along the road, dripping on the ground, which was infinite vitality, and flowers and trees grew wildly.

The higher the cultivation, the more precious the body becomes.

The yellow-haired soul man's eyes are gloomy, and finally he can't escape death. The cultivation gap is too big, and he is not a level opponent at all.

The light dissipated, and a figure stood in place. Except for the rags and rags, the breath did not look like a big war.

The long-armed Jianzong's eyes are the sharpest, and Zhao Haoran's long black hair is reflection in his eyes. How can this be possible!

The rest of the people also had the same vibration. What happened? Zhao Haoran was safe and sound, so it was Elder Zhao who flew out. What kind of Huayuan returned to one and defeated the soul of the king's rules? Is it possible that he deliberately showed weakness?

The faces of the strong man who refine his soul into beads look a little strange. This Zhao Haoran is unusual.

The yellow-haired soul man laughed wildly, "Old bastard, I have said that my brother's cultivation is extraordinary. You are not your opponent. Dare to bully me. Wait to die."

Elder Zhao never appeared again, but Zhao Haoran knew very well that he must not be dead.

It is extremely difficult to kill the soul who refines the soul into beads. Unless you get the soul beads of the other party, it is definitely impossible to kill the other party.

Zhaoran thought too simply to seize the soul beads. The soul refiner he killed before was just because of his general intention. Even if he is a soul with the same cultivation, it is difficult to kill the other party. It is difficult for immortal life and years to leave traces.

However, Elder Zhao was hit hard and believed that it was impossible to appear for a moment.

In the empty sky, only yellow-haired souls shout unscrupulously, but dare not approach. These strong men who refine their souls into pearls are more and more terrible than one, dare not guarantee their safety, and they will not come to say anything.

"After all, it has just broken through, and it is difficult to control the strongest rules of those who refine their souls, and it is not impossible to lose."

"What a shame. I lost in the hands of a soul who returned to the same soul."

“...”

There were many discussions, and the tears on Xia Luo's face had not dried up. He stood timidly beside Zhao Haoran, "Master, are you all right?"

Zhao Haoran shook his head, "It doesn't matter. Since you have avenged, it's up to you to practice in the future."

Xia Luo opened his eyes wide and looked unbelievable, "Master, are you going to drive me away?"

"Yes, you still have to rely on yourself on the way to practice. Well, take advantage of the time. Let's go."

"Master..."

"Don't say much. The decision I made won't change. Don't make me angry." Zhao Haoran's words naturally have an irreversible majesty.

Xia Luo was a little aggrieved. He really didn't understand why the master drove her away, but the words were very clear, and it was useless to say more. As soon as he gritted his teeth and flew away, no one would pay attention to the wheres of a small soul.