Thunder was rolling in the sky, but no ray of lightning was found, and the sound of thunder came from the center of the whirlpool.
Fang Hao's spirit was shaken when he saw a flash of red light appear in the vortex.
Fang Hao's expression changed drastically: "I'm sorry, uncle, why are you so shameless?"
Before he finished speaking, a bolt of red lightning fell from the sky and struck Fang Hao directly.
boom!
After a period of terrifying energy, the ground around Fang Hao was completely shattered.
Fang Hao suddenly vomited blood and his face turned as white as paper, causing Fang Hao to almost faint.
He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with anger. He was no stranger to this kind of red lightning. The old temple master of Sanqing Mountain must have encountered this kind of red lightning.
It's just that the red thunderbolt I saw on Sanqing Mountain last time was even scarier and thicker than what Fang Hao encountered now.
Even so, Fang Hao also suffered terrible injuries.
This red lightning actually pointed directly at Fang Hao's vitality, causing huge damage to Fang Hao's vitality with one blow.
Next!
boom!
There was another roar, and a red thunder and lightning fell again.
The next moment, Fang Hao vomited blood again, and his hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. That was because his original vitality was rapidly disappearing.
Fang Hao's eyes were fierce. He looked up at the center of the whirlpool, his eyes full of unwillingness. If he could, he really wanted to overturn the world.
The next moment, Fang Hao held a mysterious sword, pointed directly at the center of the whirlpool storm, and shouted: "Mader, it's endless, isn't it?"
"boom!"
A bolt of thunder and lightning pierced the night sky. Although it was similar to the blood red color of Xuan Dao, it carried an extremely violent aura.
This time, not only did Fang Hao's hair turn white, but his body's energy and blood also became weak, as if all his vitality was being wiped out.
this!
This is Fang Hao's most terrifying final kill.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Shen Fu and others were overjoyed. They didn't expect that there was no way to recover, and there was another village with dark flowers and bright trees.
"After all, you still can't escape death!" Yu Tiangang took a deep breath, his face full of joy.
Although Shen Fu's expression was calm, there was happiness in his eyes. As long as Fang Hao died, Da Qin would be nothing!
Fang Hao's hair all turned white, and his vitality became extremely weak.
However, Fang Hao's eyes were very bright, with an intimidating brilliance.
As always, Fang Hao couldn't escape. When he couldn't escape, there was only one word left - fight!
Fang Hao, holding a mysterious knife in his hand and a head full of rice, instantly rushed into the whirlpool and into the sky.
"Get out of here!"
A blood-colored sword tens of thousands of meters long struck the center of the whirlpool storm instantly.
Boom boom...
The whole world seems to be in a catastrophe.
The extremely ferocious Qi swept across the world.
Thousands of miles in radius were instantly turned into ruins.
Those who were standing closer were all forced to retreat. There was no life in this ruins.
There is only the figure in the center, with head held high and chest held high, a black knife on the ground, looking up at the sky.
At this moment, Fang Hao's vitality seemed extremely weak, as if he would run out of gas and die at any time.
However, whether they were enemies or relatives and friends, they were all suppressed by Fang Hao's current invincible aura.
"The vitality is almost extinct, but it still has such momentum!" Yang Zeduan was extremely surprised.
Shen Fu sneered and said: "Isn't that not extinct yet? Now he is still a true heavenly saint, but judging from his appearance, he probably won't be able to use many powerful methods!"
"Sect Master, why don't we get our orange light back?" Yang Zeduan asked worriedly.
"That is the most precious treasure of our sect. There is no reason for others to manipulate it. However, don't worry, we are not the only ones who want Fang Hao to die!" Shen Fu looked coldly at the figure standing over there in the desolation.
At this moment, a big palm came from far away in the south.
A voice followed closely: "I am here to test your cultivation!"
The giant palm slapped Fang Hao directly, as if he was going to slap Fang Hao to death on the deserted ground.
Fang Hao looked at the huge palms that covered the sky. Although his head was full of white hair, he seemed to have aged countless times.
Even if the vitality is weak, the Qi of the powerful Heavenly Sage still soars into the sky and into the earth.
"Come here, I will send you to death!" As soon as Fang Hao finished speaking, the Xuan Dao in his hand was filled with blood, and he slashed with a bang.
The huge hand that seemed to cover thousands of miles was cut in half from front to back by a flash of blood in everyone's eyes.
"What a powerful method. Tianzun's divine and devilish palm was actually broken so easily!"
"Fortunately, God opened his eyes and took away countless lives from him!" Some people couldn't help but lament the fairness of God.
If not for this, I am afraid that no one in this world can really suppress Fang Hao. Even if the Heavenly Lord of the secret door comes here, I am afraid he will not be a match.
Just this move shocked all the strong men around him.
The giant palm disappeared, and a voice floated from a distant place: "Your vitality has been wiped out. No matter how strong you are, how long can you survive?"
After Fang Hao struck the sword, he still stood in the wilderness with the mysterious sword on his shoulder. Although his hair was white, he still looked strong and powerful.
"As I said before, if I come here, I will send you to death!"
"I can't waste my cultivation with a dying person!"
After saying that, there was no more sound or air.
And in the distant sky above the kingdom of God, something like a heavenly gate opened instantly, and a huge black shadow stepped directly in.
At the same time, above this side of the sky, a white-haired old man, with a slightly messy aura, glanced at the mysterious heavenly gate and slowly closed it.
Qu Jin let out a long breath: "If we fight a little longer, I'm afraid I'll suffer a big loss!"
Immediately afterwards, Qu Jin looked in the direction of Da Qin, his eyes drifting away, and he frowned: "Did something happen to Fang Hao?"
In the blink of an eye, Qu Jin had disappeared into the sky.
The demon leads the world, a game of chess, played by two people.
Suddenly, Ming Zun lost the chess piece: "I lost!"
"That's what happened." Hongji said calmly.
Ming Zun suddenly laughed: "Haha... But Fang Hao lost."
"That's not necessarily true. Now that Fang Hao has advanced, why don't you go and fight with him? Maybe your cultivation level is unparalleled, and you might actually kill Fang Hao."
"Haha, Mr. Tianji, don't you know things like a god? Although Fang Hao has successfully advanced, his condition is not right. Even though his combat power is astonishing, he still has shortcomings. Don't you know that there is no perfection in the realm of the Heavenly Saint?"
After saying that, Ming Zun laughed loudly, turned around, and disappeared into the magic cave where he lived.
Hongji didn't take action to stop him, but pinched his fingers and his expression became solemn.
In a blink of an eye, Hongji disappeared from the same place. The chessboard and chess pieces lost the vitality of the two powerful men to maintain them, and finally disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace of heaven and earth. (To be continued)