As the cry sounded, young martial artists rushed over in groups.
Wang Hao sneered, is it enough to have too many people?
He has now reached the extreme level of vein opening. The sixty-four spiritual veins in his body are like sixty-four large mouths of abyss, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is comparable to that of the young emperor.
It can even be said that the recovery speed of his true qi is faster than the consumption speed, which theoretically means that his combat power is endless.
This is the power of the extreme realm!
However, just as Wang Hao was about to rush over, Gu Zheng's blood and blood were blown out, and the flesh and blood actually emitted a stream of black demonic energy, slowly squirming, and then the rapid combination of flesh and blood actually condensed together again.
There is an ancient talisman from the demon clan in Gu Zheng's body. Even if his body is broken, he can still be reunited with the power of the ancient talisman.
As long as the power of the ancient talisman is not exhausted, he can merge again and again.
This may be rare for human martial arts practitioners, but it is not unusual for demons. The characteristics of the demons' martial arts are that they are strange, powerful, and rapid improvement, which is incredible.
Therefore, in order to quickly improve one's strength, the martial arts practitioners of the human race often fall into the path of demons and practice demon skills.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hao was a little surprised, but he didn't feel any surprise. Since Gu Zheng was the Holy Son of the Demon Valley, he naturally had powerful means of saving his life.
I have had a few fights with Gu Tianjiao, and almost everyone has powerful ways to save their lives. Pure-blooded Golden Crow, Xingchan, and this Gu Zheng are hard to kill without exception!
"Wang Xiaoyao, I didn't expect that I'm alive again!"
After Gu Zheng condensed his body again, he looked at Wang Hao with a ferocious expression, and his demonic aura surged around him.
"Well, I really didn't expect it, but I'll just beat you up soon." Wang Hao said lightly.
Gu Zheng felt insulted and said gritting his teeth: "I have an immortal demon body, and there are even an immortal demon talisman in my body. If you want to kill me, go dream!"
He stared at Wang Hao with resentment, and the demonic energy around him condensed one after another, hoping to tear Wang Hao into pieces.
Although his body was recondensed, his vitality was also severely damaged.
"Is that true?"
Wang Hao looked at Gu Zheng with a contemptuous look, "Then I will kill you a hundred times to see if you can gather a hundred and once."
After saying that, his breath was tightly locked in Gu Zheng and he was about to take action again.
Whoosh!
Gu Zheng turned around and ran without hesitation.
"Haha, don't run away, die!"
Wang Hao rushed up. Just as he was about to take action, a large auspicious cloud suddenly rose from the sky, flashing with dazzling colorful divine light, rushing towards this side at an extremely fast speed.
"What's the matter?"
Wang Hao was shocked to the spot. The cloud was so fast that it was much faster than his.
It was just far away in the sky, but in a blink of an eye it was approaching, which felt like Sun Wukong was a little biting cloud of 100,000 miles away.
"This speed and this auspicious cloud are definitely a horse!"
"It's Tianma, Tianma is here!"
"Tianma must have come to deal with Wang Xiaoyao, haha, Wang Xiaoyao is finished!" someone shouted excitedly.
"Not only Tianma, but also the talents of Tianmo Ridge and the ancient sage son of Zishan will all come. Wang Xiaoyao will definitely die today!"
Wang Hao ignored these voices and his attention was always on Tianma.
The horse is very famous, which makes him have to pay attention.
He didn't know whether Tianma was an enemy or a friend.
As the leader of the twelve little kings, it should be his enemy, but after the pure blood golden crow died, Tianma ran to celebrate.