Chapter 125 Idiot

Despair, heartache, discomfort, anger...

Chu Hao never thought that he could experience so many emotions at the same time!

And every emotion makes one's life worse than death and it's hard to vent!

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Chu Hao's pupils finally shrank violently, and he came back to his senses from the sluggishness. He roared to the sky, mixed with countless emotions he wanted to vent, shaking the mountains and forests and the world!

The spiritual energy of the body, the blood stained on his body, Chu Hao's crazy roar, the entire mountain seemed to collapse under his roar!

Chu Hao was screaming at the top of his lungs, and blood and tears flowed. He wanted to put his hand on his back, and then fell down desperately!

"Boy, are you crazy?" Chen Honghong's voice finally rang out, and he only heard him say, "Lin Yue'er is not unable to be resurrected. Now her soul has not yet dissipated. Within an hour, you must kill Li Beihong and seize the Forbidden Soul Flag, so that there can be hope! If you follow the suck, Yue'er girl will never be able to be resurrected again!"

"Chen Honghong, why didn't you show up just now! Why!" Hearing this, Chu Hao's body shook, causing his crazy mind to recover a few bright light instantly. Then he roared angrily and said, "Yue'er fell down like this, but I can't stop it, but I can't protect her!"

"I know, I feel bad!" Chen Honghong's voice echoed in Chu Hao's mind, and it was also loud, and he wanted to wake up Chu Hao who was in a daze at this moment!

"I have recovered. Boy. Although the spiritual energy has improved your cultivation to the acquired Great Perfection, I still cannot compete with the long-haired monster on the top of the mountain. If you want to save Yue'er girl, just listen to me!"

Chen Honghong turned the topic away, which made Chu Hao feel even more uncomfortable, but he knew that if he didn't listen to Chen Honghong at this moment, Lin Yue'er would probably not be able to be resurrected again. He was about to speak, and another purple air came from the top of the mountain. Li Beihong laughed loudly, extremely crazy: "It's a very good and touching picture. Do you want to be a mandarin duck with her? Hahaha, let me tell you, as long as you can climb up, I can resurrect her, but her body was destroyed, and I don't know who to give her soul. Are you very sad, sad, and angry? Now you want to kill me, right? Just as I want to kill you right now!"

Li Beihong's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Chu Hao couldn't help but spray another mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, he used his spiritual energy, swung his right fist with all his strength, and dispersed the purple aura in front of him, which was like a flexible snake!

Slap---

Chu Hao fell several feet again, and Chen Honghong said anxiously: "Your biggest enemy now is Li Beihong. If you are angry, then your Yue'er girl will never be resurrected because of your selfishness!"

Chu Hao was so dizzy that he was hit by the purple qi, and his mind was in a daze. He heard this and his mind was shocked. Then he gritted his teeth and blood overflowed from his lips: "Okay... OK! I'll leave it here to you, Chen Honghong, everything to you... You must take back the Forbidden Soul Flag, you must!"

After saying that, Chu Hao turned his head, looked deeper, and roared wildly. His body that resisted could no longer support him. His mind was blank and he fainted...

On the mountain peak, Li Beihong looked down at the bottom like a king. His purple robe sounded in the wind, and the raindrops had stopped. He had no feeling, and his heart was filled with the pleasure after revenge.

Two Doulishishi people stood beside him. Although they were bloated, they still exuded a terrifying bloody aura. Li Beihong looked disdainful, and the innate aura gathered in his eyes. He looked at Chu Hao, who was halfway down the mountain below, motionless. He was about to make seals and use purple energy to come east again, but he saw Chu Hao's body suddenly left the mountain wall and fell down toward the bottom.

Li Beihong sneered: "Do you want to die? It's not that easy to die!"

Before he could speak, Chu Hao stopped falling in the air, and then his body suddenly burst into a blue light, like the scorching sun, and the dazzling light actually made Li Beihong's eyes sting!

"This is..." A strange color flashed across Li Beihong's face. On Chu Hao, he was only palpitations about this blue light. Looking at Chu Hao, who was missing in the spread of the blue light, his expression gradually restrained and became solemn.

At this moment, the blue light whistled, like a stream of air tearing apart the space, rushed straight towards the mountain with a rumbling sound! Li Beihong was shocked, but he was not panicked. Although the blue light was extremely fast, he was still a monk at the sixth level of Qi training and his reaction would not be slow!

disease!

A small step back, a flying sword appeared in his hand. This third-grade flying sword was given by his family after he was promoted to the fifth level of the innate level. It was named "Boran Sword" with a profound meaning. Li Beihong's long sword was swept and sacrificed in mid-air. Then his handprints changed rapidly and he spit out a fast sword curse. He saw the sword body tremble lightly and made a buzzing sound. He was controlled by purple air. The sword end pointed to the blue light!

The sound of Mosuo suddenly came from the air, but when the Bolan sword slashed and left, the purple air steeped, the long sword was cold, and the energy was overflowing, it was so spectacular! Li Beihong smiled coldly. No matter what kind of magic weapon Chu Hao was, he would definitely not be able to exceed the third grade. After all, the fourth grade magic weapon was only qualified to be used in the Foundation Establishment stage. It is rare and precious, so how can mortals deserve it!

As long as it is a third-grade magic weapon, it cannot block its own sword. The purple qi comes from the east, and the sword-striking technique is like a joke?!

This should be your trump card. Prince, wait until I destroy your trump card, collect your magic weapon, and then slowly torture you!

Li Beihong controlled the long sword, without any worries, full of confidence.

Unfortunately, the sword made a collision sound of golden swords ringing at the moment when it touched the blue light, --- "clang"!

Li Beihong widened his eyes. With this impact, the innate aura in his body couldn't help but riot. In awe, he quickly calmed down and suppressed it. When he looked up at the Boran Sword, he found that the Boran Sword was bounced five or six feet away by the blue light in the air, buzzing in the air, shaking, but he didn't dare to attack again!

His eyes shrank, and Li Beihong was a little shocked. The tip of the Boran Sword had a tendency to bend, and it was obviously made like this by this impact! He was a little unbelievable. After all, the Boran Sword is considered a top-notch existence in the third-grade magic weapon. The sharpness is combined with the innate martial arts of Zi Qi Donglai, and the attack power is even more amazing!

What is that inexplicable blue light that has such powerful defense capabilities?!

Li Beihong was shocked and shocked. At this time, the blue light began to slowly dissipate. Chu Hao's figure faded out of the blue light. He had cold eyes and eyebrows, his face was solid, and his breath was dull and filled with mountain-like murderous intent, which was fascinating.

"Can you fly?" Li Beihong didn't know Chu Hao now, and his aura was completely different from before! His spiritual sense was very loud, but he did not feel the fluctuations of the talisman map on Chu Hao's body. His body shook and he said in a lost voice: "Golden Pill Victory Wind?"

"Jindan is your whole family!" Chen Honghong's temper is not inferior to Chu Hao, and even more so. He cursed. Although the blue light on his body disappeared, his aura was still cold. He floated to the top of the mountain and looked down at Li Beihong.

A cold light flashed in Li Beihong's eyes, he controlled the Bolan sword, turned the clouds with his hands, and recited the mantra. Then the long sword divided into two in the air, two into four in two, and four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four in four directions.

"I didn't expect that the first time I appeared, the enemy was not a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage or a cultivator in the Golden Pill stage, but a congenital junior. He was getting worse and worse..." Facing the sword transformation technique, Chu Hao was not afraid. He was covered in blood on his face and body. He made a faint cry in his mouth. It was as hoarse as an old crow in the cold night, and it made Li Beihong shudder.

He stared at Chu Hao, then sneered and snorted: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

After saying that, his four flying swords instantly burst into large clusters of light, and a pinch of purple air lingered on the tip of the sword. Li Beihong roared and moved it together!

"Jia Zilong sword-controlling technique!"

This is a profound magic of Ziyun Sect. Li Beihong’s Qi training level can barely be used, and its power is terrifying!

If it weren't for the blue light being too weird, he wouldn't have reduced his value by himself and used such a profound sword-control technique to test Chu Hao!

After all, no matter how he improved his cultivation just now, he was always just an acquired mortal! And he was the legitimate son of the Li family. When he was practicing, this person was still in the womb!

Li Beihong inherited the Guan Rong tradition of their Li family, which is to be arrogant and arrogant! Therefore, his younger brother Li Jie paid the price, and he also had to pay the price!

The four flying swords emitted waves of golden sounds in the air, with a sharp breath. In the whistling, the light shone brightly, and they all rushed towards Chu Hao's body as the center!
Chapter completed!