"Now my soul is slowly weakening. I think it will be difficult for him to survive! It seems that my life is coming to an end." Long Hao said.

"Well, this three-flavored real fire is somewhat fatal to foreign objects such as souls or ghosts. Under normal circumstances, these things will only die when they encounter the three-flavored real fire. However, there are exceptions. I can really I hope he can survive, so that you won't waste so much time cultivating your soul in the future." The old ghost said.

"Oh! I hope! I hope he can survive, otherwise we will really be doomed. I'd better practice and wait for the news!" Long Hao said.

Long Hao, the Sword of Slaughter here, is already very weak and is about to disappear into ashes, but he is still holding on because he listened to his words.

Therefore, Long Hao would not give up so easily. Now, a stick of incense has passed since Long Hao was burned by the three flavors of true fire.

Zhang Sheng showed a smile and said: "Long Hao, you are really good! It's really good that you haven't been wiped out in ashes after holding on for so long!"

Long Hao didn't even have the energy to speak now. Long Hao was lying inside, resisting quietly, and waiting for death to come.

Seeing that Long Hao didn't answer, Zhang Sheng added, "In order to finish you off as soon as possible, I think I'd better increase the temperature of the Three Flavors True Fire so that you can die quickly."

As he spoke, the flames suddenly grew bigger. Long Hao inside the Sword of Killing suddenly felt tremendous pressure. Suddenly, Long Hao shouted "Ah!"

After Zhang Sheng heard the roar, he smiled happily and nodded, showing that he was very satisfied with it. Suddenly, the flames grew louder again.

Long Hao was about to die, and he no longer had the energy to roar. Slowly, Long Hao's soul began to dissipate, and Long Hao was completely desperate.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for death to come, but just as Long Hao closed his eyes, suddenly, a colorful light appeared in front of his eyes.

Long Hao was startled, and after taking a closer look, he realized that the five-color snow lotus seeds emitting colorful light were the five-color snow lotus seeds given to him by Hanbingmen. Long Hao looked at the lotus seeds and shook his head.

Suddenly, Long Hao seemed to think of something, and his spirit was shaken. He quickly grabbed the five-color snow lotus seeds, put a handful into his mouth, and ate it.

Because Long Hao thought that these five-color snow lotus seeds have miraculous effects on the soul, so his soul is also the soul, will it be effective?

But Long Hao was about to die now, so he swallowed the five-color snow lotus seeds, hoping to save his life.

After Long Hao swallowed the five-color snow lotus seeds, he didn't feel anything strange. He still felt as uncomfortable as before.

His soul was still weakening and disappearing. Long Hao shook his head. Now he had no hope. He closed his eyes and waited for death.

Slowly, Long Hao's mind became drowsy, and then he lost consciousness. Long Hao managed to save himself, but in the end he was unable to survive.

"Haha... Long Hao was finally burned to death by my three-flavored real fire. I am the owner of this killing sword. I am so happy." Zhang Sheng said.

Long Hao, who wielded the Sword of Slaughter, completely disappeared, leaving only the five-color snow lotus seeds glowing with multicolored light, and nothing else.

And the aura of Long Hao, who was in the Demonic World of Warcraft Forest, also disappeared. The old ghost was shocked and said: "Boy, you can't really die like this!"

After waiting for a while, Long Hao didn't speak. The old ghost carefully tried to sense Long Hao's aura, but he didn't notice any of Long Hao's aura.

The old ghost also shook his head and said with a sad expression: "I didn't expect that your kid still didn't survive and died like this. It's such a pity. Don't worry! I will help you take care of your confidante. She won’t be bullied by anyone, and that’s all I can do now, Master.”

As he spoke, the old ghost shed tears, because in his heart, Long Hao has long been his master. Can he be sad if his master dies?

Ma Xiner was also practicing, but the moment Long Hao lost his breath, she felt a little uneasy, but for the sake of her cultivation, she didn't care.

On the Immortal Realm side, after Zhang Sheng confirmed that Long Hao had been wiped out, he withdrew the Three Flavors True Fire, and then used his true energy to control the Killing Divine Sword and flew towards Bingfeng Mountain at high speed. After a while, Zhang Sheng and he We arrived at the top of Bingfeng Mountain. What was Zhang Sheng doing here?

Zhang Sheng waved his hand, and the Sword of Killing suddenly penetrated into the ice. It made a "chichi" sound, and the red Sword of Killing slowly changed its shape.

Because after being calcined by the three flavors of real fire, the temperature of the Killing Divine Sword is now extremely high. Zhang Sheng cannot hold it at all, so he came to Bingfeng Mountain to cool down the Killing Divine Sword. The Killing Divine Sword is being inserted After the ice, the stability slowly came down, and the ice turned into a puddle of water.

After about half a stick of incense, the temperature of the Killing Divine Sword completely dropped, and the melted ice turned into water, forming a small pool.

Zhang Sheng looked at the Sword of Slaughter restored to its original state, showed a happy smile, walked over slowly, grasped the Sword of Slaughter, and then pulled it out.

He looked at the Sword of Slaughter carefully and suddenly laughed, "Haha... it is indeed a good sword! It is indeed an ancient magic weapon, it just feels different."

"Whoosh!" A sound broke through the air. After Zhang Hao finished muttering to himself, he left the Bingfeng Mountains in the air and flew towards the Central Mountains, which is the headquarters of Xuanmen.

After hearing the laughter, Murong Huaxue knew that someone had come to her Bingfeng Mountain. In a flash of her body, she arrived at the place where Zhang Sheng had just checked the Killing Sword.

Murong Huaxue only saw a puddle of water, and nothing else. She was a little shocked. The person who could leave so quickly must not be an ordinary expert. In her opinion, this expert was against™ ;; Hanbingmen didn't have any malicious intent, otherwise he wouldn't have left as soon as he arrived, so she didn't pay attention and walked back slowly.

Not long after Zhang Sheng flew out of the place where he had just killed Long Hao, he met Zeng Qingtianhui and the others, followed by more than a dozen Xuanmen masters.

Zhang Sheng stopped, and Tian Hui felt like he was running over, saying: "Master, are you okay? They didn't hurt you, right? Where are they now?"

Zhang Sheng smiled and said: "Why did you two bring so many people here? Are you here to help? Don't you believe in my strength as the leader?"

Zeng Qing smiled and said: "No, of course we believe in your strength, Master. We came here just to let you know that our Xuanmen is not someone to be trifled with."

"Well, you're right! But they have escaped now. Long Hao has been killed by me. There is nothing going on here. Let's go back!" Zhang Sheng said.

Zeng Qing and the others nodded, and Zhang Sheng and he flew away in the air. Of course, these people followed closely behind, and a group of more than ten masters flew towards Xuanmen in a mighty manner.
Chapter completed!