Chen Hao looked ruthless, took out all the self-destructive magic weapons from the storage ring, waved his arm, and threw them at Wang Qihong who was rushing towards him.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of self-destructive magic weapons exploded at the same time, and the fire instantly swallowed everything around and swept around. The trees turned into ashes, and the white clouds in the sky were blown away by the strong wind.

The body-protecting spiritual power appeared all over Chen Hao to protect himself, but after only a few breaths, he was shattered by the powerful impact force, and his whole body flew back without being controlled.

After a while, the cough sounded, and Chen Hao, who was blown away thousands of meters away, woke up leisurely, opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody sand, and slowly got up.

The severe pain from all over my body made Chen Hao take a breath of air. He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at his miserable situation, and said, "This should be the worst time I have ever practiced."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow swooped over.

"Bang!"

Chen Hao was kicked out, flew high, and then kicked him hard in his lower abdomen.

This huge force caused Chen Hao's whole body to spasm. Even if he was not inferior to the body of the gods and demons, he could not bear the force of these two feet. He broke one tree after another and finally fell in front of a stream. , curled up.

Wang Qihong looked ferocious and walked slowly. The sound of falling to the ground was like the words of the god of death, reminding Chen Hao that the death was approaching and there was not much time left.

Chen Hao took two breaths of air hard, then took out something from his arms and threw it hard at Wang Qihong, and shouted: "Die for me!"

Wang Qihong was panicked, and he made gestures with both hands. A yellow spiritual shield appeared all over his body. He looked around with a cautious look and said, "This kid has a killer weapon?"

But after waiting for a long time, there was nothing to do. Then I saw Chen Hao standing opposite the stream, looking at him mockingly. There was a black fog behind him, and occasionally whispers were heard, and he couldn't hear it intermittently.

Wang Qihong subconsciously took a step back, with a serious expression, and looked at Chen Hao and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what this is? You are in danger at this time, come here quickly."

Chen Hao looked at him and said sarcastically: "Don't fart, isn't this the edge of the mythical burial pit? Aren't you going to catch me? I'll stand here, come, old dog."

"You!" Wang Qihong pointed at Chen Hao so angry that he kept trembling, saying, "You little boy, do you really think I don't dare to come over?" After that, he took a step forward.

Chen Hao was shocked and said to himself: "This old dog really dares to come?"

Then he subconsciously took a step back, but suddenly he felt like someone was blew a cold wind on his neck.

Chen Hao's hair suddenly burst out, thinking of the rumors about this place.

But Wang Qihong had already walked through the stream at this time and was walking carefully step by step.

Chen Hao felt a little nervous. He originally thought that some rumors about this place were untrue, but the storm just now was definitely not an illusion.

Wang Qihong was actually very panicked. If he hadn't wanted to eliminate a great enemy for the young master, he would have run away long ago. Others didn't know the weirdness, but he knew very well.

But when he heard Chen Hao scold him, he was angry and didn't hit him. He gritted his teeth and exerted force on his feet and instantly attacked Chen Hao. He clenched his fist with his right hand and emitted waves of purple light.

"Baby, die for me!"

"Old dog, your death will be when I condense my baby!" Chen Hao put his heart on his mind, gritted his teeth and turned around and ran into the black fog, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Wang Qihong punched Huo with a punch, looked at the black fog in front of him with a tangled expression, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and whispered: "Anyway, I don't have much life, as long as I make contributions to the young master, my life is worth it! ”

"Fight!" Wang Qihong looked cruel and resolutely stepped into the black fog. As the two entered, there was no one around the stream, but there seemed to be a vague burst of low laughter coming from the black fog. .

Chen Hao ran forward without looking back until his body reached its limit. Then he leaned against a huge stone and sat cross-legged down to dissolve the pills in his body.

An hour later, Chen Hao exhaled a breath of turbid air, his face pale, and he murmured at himself: "The injury is too serious, he has only recovered 30%. He needs at least three days of cultivation to fully recover."

It was not until this moment that he looked up and looked around. The sky was dark, with all kinds of stones and mountains around him, and curved trees. He could not see clearly from a distance, and could only see some huge black shadows.

"Is this the mythical burial pit? There is no sun that can't be distinguished." Chen Hao looked at the place he came, but found that there were not even footprints around him.

Chen Hao felt a little scared, but he still gritted his teeth and comforted himself: "Is there a formation here, and the direction changes every moment, so he is lost?"

"Woo woo woo woo woo."

"What sound?!" Chen Hao looked around quickly, but found nothing. "The hallucination must be an hallucination, and now he can only continue to walk."

After making up his mind, Chen Hao took a step forward, but did not notice that every time he made a step, there was another footprint behind his footsteps.

After walking for about half an hour, Chen Hao found nothing. Just as he was a little relaxed, the already cloudy sky suddenly became a layer of blood.

Chen Hao quickly looked up and saw that at some point a blood moon appeared in the sky, dyeing the entire mythical burial ground red, and wisps of red mist appeared on the ground.

When the gust of cold wind blew, Chen Hao heard intermittent whispers again. Although he was afraid, he still listened with his ears, "I want to... live..."

"Do you want to have a baby?" Chen Hao secretly complained. At this moment, he suddenly felt a breath coming from behind him, and his hair was inverted and his scalp became a little numb.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Hao suddenly turned around and looked back, but found nothing. Just when he was relieved, he felt a little itchy in his neck.

"There's no other way." Chen Hao could feel an unknown thing following him, but his injuries were not healed, and his spiritual consciousness did not find any abnormalities at all. Everything was his own feeling.

"I believe in my feelings. During the spiritual realm, I woke up the five senses. There was red fog everywhere, but there was no fog near the cave. I hope my guess is correct."

Chen Hao gritted his teeth and endured the pain and ran into the stone cave. As expected, as soon as he entered the stone cave, the feeling of being chased by someone disappeared instantly, and only then did he dare to look out.

There was still nothing, Chen Hao was a little surprised. Just as he turned his head, he suddenly saw a pair of footprints walking back and forth outside the cave, as if he wanted to enter but couldn't get in.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao felt a little numb.
Chapter completed!