"What a shameless statement!" The man snorted coldly, "If you are targeted by our underworld, your life is no longer your own."
"Don't want to say it?" Ling Hao interrupted him coldly, "Then let's see how long you can persist."
"Brother Ling Hao, retreat quickly!" At this moment, Zi Ling's voice sounded.
"Huh?" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment and then rushed back four to five hundred meters away.
boom!
Almost at the same time as he set off, a mark containing monstrous force hit the place where he had just landed like a meteorite, and a huge pit appeared.
Although I haven't seen anyone yet, I can deduce from the move just now that the person who came is obviously a return to the ancestral realm.
"You can hide pretty quickly!" Then he saw an old man Yu Kong coming not far away.
"Meet the messenger!" After seeing the old man, the man with the broken arm briefly treated the wound and stood up.
"Trash!" the old man replied coldly and then looked at Ling Hao, "Hand over the Nine Dragon Cauldron and the Heavenly Vault Yuan Stone, and I will spare your life!"
call out!
Ling Hao didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he just slashed out with his sword.
"Seeking death!" the old man said in a deep voice, and punched the sword.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the two men rushed four to five hundred meters away, evenly matched.
“Somewhat capable!”
The old man didn't stop. As he flashed forward, he raised his hand and pressed down. Immediately, he saw a momentum as thick as a mountain pressing down on Ling Hao.
laugh!
Ling Hao flipped his wrist, a sword flashed in the air, and the opponent's aura exploded.
call!
The old man continued to take action, and his hands condensed into a rapidly rotating wave of air that surged out, causing strong winds in the void.
Ling Hao continued to turn his wrist, and countless sword lights formed a blade screen in front of him to block it.
The next moment, the offensives of both sides became invisible again, and each retreated several hundred meters.
Neither of them seemed to have any intention of stopping. They just stabilized their bodies and rushed out again. The void around them was cracked inch by inch, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
boom!
After the two continued to fight for more than ten rounds, they each retreated hundreds of meters away, and they were still evenly matched.
"I underestimated you!" A look of solemnity flashed across the old man's face. He knew that he had seriously underestimated his opponent.
"Die!" Ling Hao didn't intend to waste any time with the other party.
After saying that, he held the mad sword in his hand and condensed it into a magic sword and slashed out.
The reason why he didn't use his trump card before was because he had just broken through, so he deliberately used the opponent to practice his sword.
"What a shame!" the old man replied coldly.
As he finished speaking, a cold aura burst out from his body, and at the same time, a mass of mist could be seen billowing in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, densely packed heads appeared in the fog, each with extremely ferocious expressions, and then they opened their big scarlet mouths and flashed towards Ling Hao. The entire void was like a hell on earth.
boom!
The arc-shaped sword light was so devastating that those heads had no chance of resisting and turned invisible in an instant. The sword light remained unabated and then dodged toward the opponent.
"How could this happen?!" the old man exclaimed.
puff!
Before he finished speaking, a head shot up into the sky with a look of horror on his face.
hiss!
In the woods below, the two men beside Youbei made a surprised sound at the same time.
"He actually has such strong fighting power?" One of the men couldn't help but say.
"What Miss Zhong said is indeed true!" Youbei couldn't help but say.
He is self-aware that even he may not be able to take Ling Hao's sword!
The early Saint Ancestor could actually activate that level of sword skills. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!
"No messenger!" At the same time, the man with the broken arm shouted loudly.
Then, when he realized what he was doing, he hurried towards
He fled from behind.
However, just after running a few steps, a gust of wind from Ling Hao's palm was lifted up into the air, and he was hit hard behind, losing all his fighting power.
"Are you willing to say it?" Ling Hao walked towards the other party.
"If you dare to kill Messenger Mo, you are dead, you are absolutely dead. I will go down and wait for you first," the man said with difficulty.
After finishing speaking, his eyes tightened, a ball of blood mist burst out from his atrium, and his legs stopped moving.
"Huh?" Ling Hao frowned slightly.
After a short pause, he looked to the forest on the left and said, "Come out!"
Naturally, he had already detected the auras of the three people in Youbei.
"My little brother is worthy of being the favored master of the Nine Dragon Cauldron. I admire you!" Youbei walked out with two followers.
"What do you want to see me for?" Ling Hao asked in a deep voice.
"To be honest, I do have something I want to ask my little brother for help with!" Youbei said.
"Say!" Ling Hao responded.
"I want to ask my little brother to help me save someone!" Youbei added after finishing his words, "As long as my little brother is willing to help, Netherworld Palace is willing to take the Netherworld Shield in return!"
"Not interested!" Ling Hao replied.
He doesn't have a good impression of the Netherworld Palace and is too lazy to make a deal with the other party, and he doesn't know what the Netherworld Shield is.
"Although the Netherworld Shield is very good, it is not of much use to him!" At this moment, a woman's voice sounded.
Ling Hao turned around and saw that it was the woman in blue shirt, Zhong Banxian.
After arriving, he looked Ling Hao up and down, "What's your level of cultivation?"
Obviously, she was surprised by Ling Hao's speed of ascending on a rocket. Even though she has met countless people, I'm afraid she has never met such a monster!
"I've seen Miss Zhong!" At the same time, Youbei looked at the woman in blue and asked, "The Netherworld Shield is enough to withstand a full blow from a strong person in the middle and late stages of returning to his ancestors, so why is it not of much use to him?"
After hearing You Bei's words, Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that Nether Palace
There is such a defensive artifact!
However, as Zhong Banxian said, this thing is really not very attractive to him.
Now, under the premise of stimulating the power of his bloodline, his cultivation level can be upgraded to the fifth level Saint Ancestor, and his physical body's ability to withstand attacks is comparable to that of the middle stage of returning to his ancestors.
In time, after his cultivation level rises a few levels again, his ability to withstand attacks will be enough to compete with the late stage of returning to his ancestors.
"Because he doesn't need it!" Zhong Banxian said calmly, "His system and bloodline are very special, and his physical resistance is enough to compete with opponents who are a level above him!"
hiss!
Hearing her words, the three people in Youbei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Not only were the three of them surprised, but Ling Hao was also slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the other party even knew this.
"If you really want to reward him, you can give him wings!" Zhong Banxian continued.
"Miss Zhong knows about Youyi?" Youbei's pupils shrank slightly.
"What's so strange about this!" Zhong Banxian said calmly and then looked at Ling Hao.
"You may not know what a ghost wing is. Its biggest advantage is that it can instantly increase a warrior's teleportation speed by two or three times!"
After finishing speaking, he continued to add, "No matter how fast your original speed is, as long as you use Ghost Wing, it can be improved two or three times!"
"Oh?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes.
This is a good thing. His current teleportation speed is already fast enough. If it can be improved two or three times, even opponents who are a level higher than him may have difficulty catching him!
"Miss Zhong, let me ask the palace master for instructions!" After Youbei finished speaking, he took out the sound transmission stone and sent a message.
"Who does he want me to help them save?" Ling Hao looked at Zhong Banxian and asked.
"An ancestor of their Nether Palace!" Zhong Banxian said.
"You were too arrogant back then, and you were chained by an expert with hundreds of millions of years of black iron. Only your sword can cut off that iron chain!"
"How do you know that my sword can cut through billion-year-old black iron?" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment.