Chen Hao was speechless. He knew that he had no way out. No matter how many words he spoke, it was useless. Only fists and blood could tell everything. The winner lived, the loser died, and there was no other way to choose from.

Heavenly level magic weapon!

He took a breath, and the true energy in his body was boiling, making his face look strangely red. If the heavenly level is immortal, let me break it today. Humph, if you didn’t hold the magic weapon, I wouldn’t have any choice! Chu Yaohe, what you never expected was that all my knowledge was incompatible with monsters. Even if you become a true demon without the form, I still have a way to temporarily suppress it, let alone just a magic weapon that seems to have reached the heavenly level?

The "Great Compassion Heavenly Sound Trapped Curse" that could be used to despise the illusion of the spiritual demon of the realm of God's Transformation cultivator sounded from his mouth again. As he recited, golden lotus appeared and shone in the air, with Buddha phantoms sitting on it, as if in an instant, it became the Pure Land of Lingshan Mountain. Thousands of Buddhas were listening to the Buddha's master's explanation of the scriptures. The fragrance fog was bursting, mist was surrounded, shaking fog, shaking fog, arhats, venerables, and eight heavenly dragons appeared one by one, emitting a huge pressure around, and the boundless golden light quickly wrapped the black mountain.

Blue smoke rang out from the mountain with the sound of "Si" and the hundreds of eyes were covered with ghosts and demons in the sky howled in awe, and their bodies melted rapidly like white snow under the scorching sun. They fled towards the black mountain, as if they could safely survive the crisis as long as they entered the "Soul-Sheng Peak".

But how could Chen Hao make them do what they want? He shouted lightly, and golden chains suddenly transformed from the golden light, binding the bodies of these demons. Although it was a curse, the golden light was endless. If a demon stayed in it for a long time, it would be weak and die! Just like a person who did not understand water would suffocate.

"Crack!"

A ring knife suddenly appeared on the chains, piercing through the bodies of these ghosts and demons, and even more shrill howling sounded. The Supreme Immortal Sect became a hell of ghost crying in an instant.

The ghost eyes on the Hundred-Eyed Ghost Demon wanted to open and release various strange techniques, but the golden light was too bright, blinding every opened eye and unable to exert its original power.

Chen Hao let out a light roar, stepped on the green lotus and jumped to the front, and the golden giant sword in his hand quickly slashed down, cutting the air.

This slash seemed to distort the entire space, as if a god was angry and wanted to tear apart the sky of everything.

"Young Master!"

The four attendants exclaimed in surprise. They tried their best to activate the magic weapon in their hands, but the target was not to block the sword that could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to break, but to attack Chen Hao himself. The whereabouts of the golden sword fell too fast, even if they wanted to stop it, it was too late. They could only start from his body and surround Wei to save Zhao, unless he was willing to burn both jade and stones!

Chen Hao's eyes were cold, and a trace of ferociousness flashed across his face, "Is one life exchanged for another? Very good. Your son's life is much more precious than me. If he dies, you will not be able to blame. It is equivalent to having one life exchange for you five, which is extremely cost-effective!"

He did not dodge or avoid, and the golden sword still slashed down at the fastest speed, allowing the four magic weapons of not low level to hit the body. The ink-green demon iron body stood up, and Sanskrit was faintly visible on every inch of his skin. At this moment, he was like wearing a pair of war god armor, flashing endless glory.

"Dangdang" was deafeningly sounding everywhere, his armor was shattered, and golden blood was splattered. A thick-backed long knife was deeply embedded into his left shoulder. With a "click", he removed his entire arm, and the severe pain spread throughout his body in an instant.

Chen Hao shook his whole body, and a white tiger pounced out from his eyebrows, holding the falling arm in his mouth. His face was still full of determination, and the right hand holding the golden sword was still slashing straight down with great firmness, aiming at Chu Yaohe's Tianling.

"You're crazy!"

Chu Yaohe was shocked and angry. He had already seen one of the other's arms being cut off and relaxed, but the other party was completely unconscious. The golden sword hovering over his head came to him in an instant. Before the body arrived, the sharp aura had already caused a blood mark on his forehead. The scarlet blood had slowly oozed out, making his originally handsome face, which immediately became a bit ferocious.

"Madman! Only madman will completely ignore his own safety and even be willing to harm himself in exchange for this killing offensive."

Chu Yaohe was shocked. At this moment, he had already smelled the breath of death. A copper fracture fan suddenly flashed and faced the falling golden giant sword. It was his natal magic weapon, carrying all his hope for life.

"when!"

The golden sword slashed heavily on the copper fan, sparks splashing everywhere, and the latter's fan bone was twisting violently, and a long gap appeared above, almost breaking.

Chu Yaohe's natal magic weapon was injured, and his whole face turned pale, his pupils were dissipated, as if his mind was violently shocked by the attack just now, no longer as agile as before.

"die!"

Chen Hao shouted angrily, and his arm trembled, the golden sword fell down again, and he didn't care how big the wound the four magic weapons had cut on him. The golden sword had cut the other party's scalp and could quickly break it with one knife!

Chu Yaohe's heart was ashamed. He knew that he could no longer avoid this attack unless he was promoted to the realm of the Divine Transformation. However, even if he had taken countless heaven and earth elixirs since childhood, he had only reached the peak of the Nascent Soul with his high-quality qualifications. There was no time to hide from this sword. He was now considering whether the Nascent Soul should leave his body and thus protect his soul. As long as his father finds him a suitable body, he can still make a comeback after warming up his soul.

But that damn golden sword was slashed from the top of his head. If he left his body at this time, the Nascent Soul would probably be slashed into ashes by the other party's sword, and he would not even escape his soul!

At this critical moment, Chen Hao suddenly realized that the entire space had frozen, and the golden sword that was as powerful as a rainbow was frozen in the air. The sword edge was less than an inch on Chu Yaohe's forehead, but this inch distance was like a natural chasm and could no longer be chopped down.

"The Yuanshen Ancestor has taken action!" A strong unwilling surged in Chen Hao's heart. The true energy was burning, causing the imprisoned space to tremble slightly, but in the end it was like a scoundrel shaking a tree, everything he did was futile.

"Damn it! Only cultivators in the Yuanshen realm can imprison the void, because their Yuanshen left their body to understand the heaven and earth, and had already understood some of the laws of this heaven and earth. Even if they could not deduce the art, they could vaguely perceive the destiny of heaven and avoid bad luck."

"Who is this person's father? The great elder of the Supreme Sect actually put aside his identity and deal with him, a small monk who had only been in the middle of three months?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Chen Hao's face. The gap between himself and the cultivators in the Yuanshen realm was indeed like fireflies and Haoyue. When he broke through, he thought he could do his best to escape from their hands. Now he realized that he could not avoid this sudden confinement at all. He could not even struggle at all. He could only stand still and wait for the unknown existence to hand him over a big hand to wipe him out.

Forget it! He sighed and was about to communicate that Xuan Baozhu entered the Buddha land space for a while, but the ancestor of the Yuanshen who had taken action secretly appeared. What was unexpected was not the great elder, but the fourth elder Wang Huayi who had just separated from him.

The old Taoist face was as plain as water, as if he had just stopped something insignificant. He pinched his chin and said slowly, "How about both sides stop? Just give me the face of this old immortal. Mr. Chu, this disciple agreed to my request. The completion deadline is five years. It will not be too late for you to take action in five years."

He waved his sleeves and used the imprisonment in this space to dissipate. Chen Hao's eyes condensed, but he was reluctant to give up. The golden sword was still falling rapidly. It had already cracked the copper fracture fan with a "click" and even cut the shallow bones on Chu Yaohe's forehead.

This person is a big problem, so why wait for five years before you settle the grudges? After killing one hundred people, the elder is coming to seek revenge, and then he will find a way to continue.

"Hmph!" Wang Huayi's whole body shook, and he stretched out his hand and pulled Chu Yaohe to his side, making the golden sword empty, cutting the air loudly.

"Rareless! After I finished speaking, didn't you hear it?" The old Taoist asked sternly.

"Due to inertia, you know that I used all my strength before, but I couldn't stop just now." Chen Hao checked the injuries around him and replied in a cold tone.

The old Taoist said he was here to persuade him to make peace, but he obviously favored Chu Yaohe's side. Otherwise, as long as he came late, he would definitely die. His soul would be scattered, and it would be difficult for Daluo Tianxian to save him.

"Your golden sword and this lotus flower in the sky are the techniques you passed down from your family? Why have I never seen such techniques before? One move will produce so many visions. Each vision is virtual and real, just like a moving formation!" Wang Hua was shocked when he looked at the visions around him that slowly disappeared because of stopping the spell. He suddenly thought that when he entered the door, he had said that he was from a hidden family in the East China Sea. Can all of his family use this terrifying magic?

What is even more surprising is that this person's real cultivation level is just the level of Dancheng. At this moment, he actually fought with four cultivators in the Divine Transformation Realm, one of the peaks of the Infant Transformation Realm. What is the level of his martial arts? His body is hard and can resist magic weapons. There is a divine fire hidden in his eyebrows. It does not belong to any of the nine divine fires in the world. Such a foundation makes him a little afraid, and even a little jealous.
Chapter completed!