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"King Xiaoyao, if you only use these trivial tricks, I'm afraid you won't be able to hurt me..."

Liu Hao stood there with his hands behind his back, motionless.

As long as he has a foothold, thousands of feet of fairy light will rise out of thin air, and the purple energy will spread for 30,000 miles, condense into a canopy, and gather on Liu Hao's head, forming various strange phenomena.

Like the bright moon rising over the sea, like the Immortal King Ling Jiutian, there is even the vision of the chaotic green lotus blooming, endless vitality, and countless Tao aggregates criss-crossing the sky.

What kind of hurricanes or avalanches will disappear when they touch this extraordinary phenomenon of heaven and earth.

The place Liu Hao stepped on was the holy land of the world, peaceful and free of any atmosphere of killing.

"To you and me, their lives are no different from a snowflake in this snowy mountain."

"It is also their honor to die for this king!"

"Unexpectedly, I haven't been born for decades, and someone as amazing as you will appear in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, hahaha!"

There were violent winds and avalanches, and all the strange phenomena in the world disappeared.

The snow-capped mountain holy land has returned to its former peace, but the sounds coming from the deep and bottomless valley contain a disregard for life and have infinite magic power.

The magic sound fills the ears.

Zhang Junbao's breathing was even a little short.

The person speaking in the deep valley of the snow-capped mountains is obviously the notorious super devil King Xiaoyao.

When he was in Shaolin, he once heard his master say that the most terrifying devil in the world is this man.

In the past, King Xiaoyao realized the divine martial arts and emerged from the Western Regions. He killed many Central Plains warriors indiscriminately.

The enlightened master of the abbot and abbot of Shaolin at that time was the former holy monk of the Shaolin Temple. He came out of the mountain without any hesitation. After fighting this big devil for seven days and seven nights, his true power was exhausted and his vitality was exhausted.

In the end, the Shaolin monk was struck by the big devil's killing blow and fell completely. From then on, the Shaolin Temple closed its gates and was completely isolated from the outside world.

However, Liu Hao was not the holy monk of the past. He had even killed the Mosquito Taoist who had been born in the time of chaos, but he did not take this Xiaoyao King seriously.

With just a sneer, Liu Hao's eyes flashed with divine light.

"You hide your head and show your tail, but you are just a rat. How dare you claim to be king in front of this emperor?"

Liu Hao's left eye is like a silver moon, and his right eye is like a bright sun. The two sacred radiances are intertwined together, bursting out with a divine radiance that can penetrate the heaven and earth!

There is no escape from all things.

The entire snow mountain holy land began to tremble.

An old figure suddenly appeared on top of the snowy peak.

The sunlight shone on his body, refracting a shadow like a giant, looking down at everything in the world in a cold way.

"There is an aura about you that does not belong to this world."

"That's great. I will capture you with you, and use the soul-searching method to plunder all the creations and secrets from you..."

This old man is obviously the notorious devil King Xiaoyao.

He was very old, the skin all over his body was loose, his flesh and blood were almost dry, and his white hair was disheveled, but his pair of cloudy eyes revealed a majestic edge that was difficult to describe in words.

This kind of light is cold and gloomy, full of ominous aura of death.

"Since you came here specifically to seek death, I will give you a ride with the Xuanming Divine Palm!"

A cold arc formed at the corner of King Xiaoyao's mouth, and a ball of bluish-white fluorescence appeared on his palm.

Facing this powerful enemy who was fighting all the way into the depths of the snow-capped mountains, without saying much, he turned his hand and struck the air with his palm, falling down, as if the sky was being toppled and the earth was being torn apart, and the void was shattered.

In this snowy mountain holy land, pieces of snow are flying like knives, shining with blazing light.

The palm movement envelops endless snowflakes, rushing like a tsunami, seeming to completely submerge the whole world.

"What a terrifying Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Zhang Junbao felt the blood surge in his chest, and even his breathing was almost suffocated.

He has lost the ability to think, and he only feels that the world in front of him is about to collapse, and everything is about to be destroyed!

With such power, who can stop it?

However, this terrifying pressure soon disappeared, and Zhang Junbao looked forward with a relieved tone.

Liu Hao stood there with his hands behind his back, his head full of black hair, dancing wildly.

Where he stood, a blazing light emerged, like a bright sun rising in the sky, blooming with unparalleled blazing brilliance.

This is the purest true sun fire between heaven and earth, burning blazingly. The terrifying wind and snow carried by Xiaoyao Wang Xuanming's divine palm encountered this mass of high temperature that exceeded the limit, and was immediately evaporated and dissipated without a trace.

trace.

"Humph, you do have some tricks up your sleeve."

"In my territory, even a real dragon must be controlled by me!"

King Xiaoyao's white hair danced wildly in the wind, and even his eyes glowed with blazing white light. The terrifying pressure was released, and like a tsunami, overwhelming madness surged in!

The entire Snow Mountain Holy Land was trembling, as if it could not withstand the anger and murderous intention of King Xiaoyao. It was affected by that terrible pressure, avalanches and ground cracked, and countless horrific phenomena occurred.

The outskirts of the snow-capped mountains are about a hundred miles away.

The killers of the Snow Mountain Holy Land trembled with excitement, became even more crazy, and rushed towards Princess Shura and Qin Sirong without fear of death.

They have been completely brainwashed.

He has no emotions and no thoughts of his own, only an uncontrollable and crazy desire to kill.

They are King Xiaoyao's killing machines.

"Things that don't know whether to live or die."

"There is no need to exist in the world anymore. Kill them all and use them to commemorate my Shura Demonic Way!"

Princess Shura, who had a cold look on her face, opened her lips lightly and uttered a word.

Then she waved the Shura Demonic Sword in her palm, displaying one after another of magnificent and bewitching swords, and killed the snow mountain assassin who rushed forward.

The more they killed, the more powerful the Demonic Way of Shura became. After the killing, Princess Shura slashed out with one strike, and all the ghosts could be seen crying in the void.

Qin Sirong followed closely behind Princess Shura, also without stopping, swinging his sword to kill.

But at this time, Liu Hao, who was in the center of the stormy sky, remained unmoved, like a stone holding the sky when the chaos first opened, with a vigorous posture.
Chapter completed!