The team at the Four Elephants Holy Land was very long, and they were all fighting the spirit snake, which provided conditions for Wang Hao's assassination.
Their vanguard was led by the Qingpeng Saint and the Peacock Saint. They were powerful and unstoppable, and they quickly moved forward.
The martial arts cultivators in the back had to deal with these spiritual snakes, but it was not as easy as them, so they naturally fell behind.
Naturally, the people in front will not stop and wait for those behind.
And this also turned the team at the rear into a hell-like existence on earth, with not only the terrifying spirit snake, but also the even more terrifying hunter Wang Hao.
Wang Hao was like a ghost, taking action from time to time to harvest fresh lives.
Wearing the battle armor of the Four Elephants Holy Land, he would not cause others to be wary at all. Coupled with his powerful strength, he would kill with one blow every time and never let the victim make a cry for help.
In a short time, Wang Hao killed nearly twenty martial arts cultivators. He acted carefully and quickly without exposing himself at all.
While traveling like this, the winding stone path underwent some changes, and the front was blocked by a dense flame barrier.
There were fire dragons surging continuously, hitting the stone walls and the ground, making crackling sounds.
In addition, there were huge spiritual snakes swimming among them. The blood-red snake eyes stared coldly at the group of uninvited guests who came to the valley, as if they would pounce on them and bite them at any time.
The team stopped in front of the barrier and quickly gathered together. Wang Hao had no chance to take action again, so he huddled in an inconspicuous corner of the team.
Wang Hao looked toward the barrier at the front and felt extremely powerful energy fluctuations. Even if a martial artist in the spirit transformation realm wanted to rush through, it might not be easy.
"There should be a fire mouth in front of us, and what is surging is the underground fire spirit. This kind of fire spirit is very powerful, and can even burn the energy. There is no way we can get through it. Only martial arts practitioners like the Saintess who are in the spirit transformation realm can't get through it."
, only by protecting the body with spiritual power can one pass through this fire net."
"Don't worry too much. The saint's strength is unfathomable and she can definitely take us there. There are not only Yunlan secret keys in the depths of the valley, but also endless elixirs and treasures. We can't stay outside and catch nothing.
Not enough?"
In front of the team, there were two martial arts cultivators discussing.
At this time, the Peacock Saint at the front of the team suddenly shouted: "Everyone, gather!"
Not to be outdone, Holy Son Qingpeng issued an order to assemble.
Soon, the team quickly divided into two camps and gathered together.
Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, and then came to the camp of Holy Son Qingpeng.
Just after everyone had gathered, the Peacock Saint glanced at the team behind her, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "Why are there so many people missing? The powerful spiritual snakes were all killed by our vanguard. Only
How could the remaining fragments cause so many casualties?"
The Peacock Saint lost nearly twenty people, which made her feel slightly surprised.
Wang Hao, who was hiding in the team of the Qingpeng Saint Son, was shocked. This Peacock Saint was so powerful and terrifyingly delicate. She could even detect something was wrong.
"Has an enemy sneaked into our team?" The Peacock Saint suddenly said, scanning the team with her sharp eyes.
laugh!
Wang Hao took a breath of air. This woman was so powerful that she guessed the truth right away.
Fortunately, he was not in the Peacock Saint's team.
Saint Peacock glanced around her camp and found nothing unusual. Just as her gaze drifted towards Saint Qingpeng, Saint Qingpeng sneered: "Haha, Peacock,
Do you think I am liaising with foreign enemies and bringing enemies in?"
"It's not impossible!" The Peacock Saint said coldly.
"Enough!"
Holy Son Qingpeng gave a sharp shout and said angrily: "Peacock, don't bully others too much! Those behind me are all the most loyal warriors of the Four Elephants Holy Land! You cannot question it!"
"I hope so."
The Peacock Saint looked at the furious Saint Qingpeng and said nothing more. Now that she had reached the last step and the secret key was at her fingertips, it was not the time for internal strife.
Then, she looked away, and a strong multi-colored light suddenly released from her delicate body, and her beautiful peacock feathers suddenly swelled up, as if a peacock was opening its tail.
She didn't stop until everyone behind her was covered in peacock feathers, and then rushed into the fire net in front of her without hesitation.
Those martial arts cultivators who were protected in feather coats naturally had no worries and followed the peacock into the fire net.
"snort!"
The Holy Son of Qingpeng snorted coldly, his body shook, and a huge phantom of Tianpeng appeared on his body. It also enveloped everyone behind him and rushed forward.