Chapter 128 Kill! Kill! Kill!

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A sword turned Xuan back to his ancestor, but Wang Hao's face was pale and his whole body trembled, as if he was greatly frightened.

"No wonder there are so many monsters in the flood. It turns out that they are all demonized by ordinary animals under the influence of mysterious forces! I said that how can the monster in the realm of gas be so weak and empty, but like ordinary beasts, they don't know how to use it at all!"

However, for ordinary people, these monsters are extremely terrible monsters that can't compete with them at all. What's more, if there is a power that can transform ordinary beasts into monsters, the consequences will be unimaginable.

How many beasts are there in the world? Endless, if all of them are transformed into monsters, human beings will really perish directly!

Even if it is not all transformed, but only a very small part, because of the base, there will be many monsters that will appear, and they will be fully capable of stirring up the whole world.

Thinking of this consequence, Wang Hao could not calm down. He quickly turned around and wanted to ask something specific from Xuangui's ancestor, and then remembered that it had been killed by himself. He couldn't help regretting it.

"Ah................. God, are you really blind? Why should human beings suffer such a disaster?" Wang Hao looked up to the sky and roared.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and said secretly, "Although I, Wang Hao, am not a saint, I must not sit idly by. I will use the sword in my hand to swing all the demons and calm the disaster of this flood with demon blood!"

A strong mysterious vitality appeared in his body out of thin air. Wang Hao hit a thrill and suddenly woke up from this almost out-of-control state: "Wang Hao, Wang Hao! What are you, but you have just reached the realm of gas refining. Although you have decades of mana, your real strength is not too strong. Do you think you are a land god in the realm of Yuanshen? How dare you say the big words of all the demons!" He whispered a little decadently.

Indeed, in this flood, his personal strength seemed too weak. Wang Hao was very sober and knew that he did not have such a vast magical power, so he couldn't help but be a little mentally decadent.

Unconsciously, I don't know when the rainstorm stopped. Not long after, the sky lit up and a new day came. But it didn't take long for the fog again, and the demon fog covered everything. There was a trace of magical and strange power in the fog.

In the demon fog, Wang Hao stepped on the waves and was searching for the barren mountain, intending to find the beard and others. However, he did not know the direction at all, and was affected by the demon fog and completely lost his direction.

I don't know how far he ran away, but Wang Hao faintly heard some movement. Listening carefully, many human screams, the sound of water, and some roars came faintly from the depths of the fog. No, the people in distress must have been attacked by monsters!" He quickly accelerated and rushed in the direction of the sound.

A few miles away, a few miles away, and the shadows of a mountain peak came into sight, and the movement came from there.

Maciation in his heart: "Blessing..." Wang Hao held a mass of spiritual light in his hand and strode forward. Between breathing, he had already come to the foot of the mountain and suddenly sent this group of spiritual light into the air.

The spiritual light was burning, and the demon fog retreated. Wang Hao exhausted the only spiritual light of faith energy creatures, and finally dispersed the demon fog on the mountain peak.

The mountain is not big and less than 100 meters high, but the mountain is gentle and the area is not small. When it showed its true face, Wang Hao almost spit it out.

It's really miserable here. The wreckage is everywhere and the blood flows into rivers. The whole mountain is actually full of broken human remains. A group of monsters are frantically devouring human flesh and blood all over the sky.

This is still the world. This is obviously hell, and it is the world of the devil!

"Animal...Monster, I'm going to kill you!" After the strong impact at first sight, Wang Hao suddenly ignored the sensory discomfort and everything, only infinite anger, madness and killing.

In an instant, Wang Hao was surrounded by purple air. His heart went crazy, his mana boiled, and his murderous intent burned. He grabbed the falling star sword and stabbed it out.

The movement of this sword is indescribable: as soon as the sword moved, a long purple river appeared in the air. The vastness seemed to be connected to the sky and the thick soil below, and the boundless pressure suddenly appeared. The sky was full of sacredness and majesty, sweeping away all demons.

"Purple gas comes from the east, magnificent three thousand!" Wang Hao's voice was like thunder, shocking Tianyu and pointing to the peak with a sword.

The purple air is like a cloud, rolling in, vast and boundless, but in an instant, it swept everything.

The peaks disappeared, the monsters disappeared, the human remains disappeared, and everything was submerged by purple gas. A miserable roar kept coming out. It seemed that the demons were suffering greatly, but this movement only lasted for a moment.

After a while, the purple gas gradually disappeared. Wang Hao knelt on the ground and breathed hard like a dehydrated fish. This sword consumed all his mana, and he was so weak that he didn't even want to move a finger.

When all the purple gas disappeared, the mountain was flattened, the monsters all over the mountains completely disappeared, and everything seemed to be evaporated.

With this sword, Wang Hao actually killed hundreds of monsters, which was so powerful that it was unimaginable, but he had no excitement or joy at all, only endless sadness.

Although there were no details, Wang Hao saw that there were at least thousands of people on this mountain, but all of them became blood food in the mouth of monsters. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Wang Hao, who was also a human, almost went crazy. With a pain in his heart, he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Hao felt cold all over and let out a moan. He woke up and found that the demon fog had disappeared. The pouring rain fell from the sky, and he was actually washed into the flood and drifted somewhere.

Suddenly jumping, Wang Hao found that his mana had recovered! The power returned to his body again. He pinched the long sword in his hand, pointed to the sky and roared, "Demon clan, I am at odds with you. I want to kill all the demon clans in the world!"

A loud voice came from afar in the rainstorm. With a sound, the flood not far away separated. An unknown kind of monster was shocked by the sound, jumped out of the water and opened its mouth to bite Wang Hao.

"Die..." Without looking back, he stabbed the monster to death with a sword in his backhand. With a slight shock, the monster's body directly turned into countless pieces of meat. Wang Hao's eyes were congested, and the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile of evil, cruelty and bloodthirsty.

was so stimulated that Wang Hao actually fell into the magic barrier, and his consciousness was affected by the boundless murderous intention in his heart.

I saw him running fast on the surface of the water, surrounded by purple gas under his feet, gradually forming a purple cloud, almost holding him into the air. The gravity of the earth is offset, and his speed is extremely fast, like flying on clouds.

It didn't take long for Wang Hao to run 20 or 30 miles. There are faint peaks in the distance, which can even be called a small mountain range, stretching for several miles. Far away, Wang Hao smelled the strong smell of blood and heard countless human crying and other sounds.

"Kill..." Wang Hao's eyes flashed red and ran directly there.

When Wang Hao was still a few hundred meters away from the peak, the water around the water suddenly boiled, and huge bodies emerged from the flood, which turned out to be dense monsters.

With a few sound of water, nearly ten monsters jumped around Wang Hao and attacked at the same time. The sword is like a rainbow, and the sky is purple. The next moment, these monsters fell into the flood and turned into pieces of meat. They were killed by Wang Hao in an instant.

Although there were some signs of enchantment, Wang Hao did not completely lose his mind. As soon as he saw that the flood was full of monsters, he flew up the mountain.

"Look, there are people there!" Countless voices came from the nearest mountain, and it was obvious that someone had discovered Wang Hao's arrival.

These people had just noticed that Wang Hao had come to them. His blood-red eyes swept at them and said in a low voice, "Where is this place? Who is the head here? Get out of here!"

These are just ordinary people. How could they stand the terrible breath of Wang Hao? Several people suddenly fainted on the spot. Although the rest were not dizzy, they were so trembling that they were speechless.

Wang Hao frowned and roared, "Who is the head here? Get out quickly and talk back to your grandfather!" Influenced by the demon, Wang Hao's temperament became very irritable, and he would get out of control if he felt a little uncomfortable.