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Chapter Four hundred and twenty-four, you god-killed witch!

"Sacred Artifact of Merit!"

"It's so powerful that it's impossible to resist it by humans!"

Wang Hao's witch collapsed, with his hair disheveled, covered in blood, and fled without a target.

Above the head, mountains and sea monuments are floating, emitting a simple and mysterious light.

The laws of the great way limit. He was not afraid of any immortals in the upper realm, but he never thought that his enemy actually had a holy weapon of merit that could exert the ultimate power beyond the earthly immortals.

If we had used all our means, we could not resist each other. If we had not used the mountain and sea monuments to resist at the critical moment, we would have died at this moment.

The mountain and sea monument, the powerful ancient witches sacrificed and refined the magical artifact of the heaven, and the fruits were extraordinary.

A monument is sacrificed, which can withstand the attack of the holy instrument of merit and save your life and escape.

Even so, the aftermath of the power of the holy weapon and its extremely powerful force also made Wang Hao extremely miserable and unbearable.

At this moment, he had no life, but his body suffered severe damage and was eroded by indescribable forces, making it difficult to heal and recover.

In a word, even if there are mountain and sea monuments to protect it, the situation is still very dangerous.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The blue light blade from above the head was like lightning. Every time it slashed, although it was blocked by the mountain and sea monument, its aftermath continued to hammer Wang Hao's body.

The seven orifices are bleeding, the skin is cracked, and it is extremely painful.

"I can't hold on for long!"

"How to break the deadlock? How to break the deadlock?"

Wang Hao knew better than anyone else. If he could not find a way to deal with it, he would undoubtedly die.

"You have too weak Taoist cultivation. Even if you have the protection of ancient witch artifacts, how long can you resist?"

"Escape, where can you escape?"

"I have the holy artifact of merit in my hand... The witch thief, you will definitely die this time!"

A loud laughter came from above the head. Wang Hao heard it in his ears, and he was angry and helpless.

Have it!

In the midst of lightning, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, to be precise, an unusual experience he had encountered earlier.

"I'll leave if I want to!"

"Are capable...come!"

Wang Hao raised his head and shouted and cursed. He had a solution in his heart. No matter whether it could be achieved or not, he would do his best to escape from the air.

The figure flashed. Wang Hao escaped so quickly that he blinked thousands of miles. Attacks from above his head continued, and he gritted his teeth to support him and fled desperately.

Whoosh!

Passing through one realm and reaching another world, all of which are the lands occupied by Wang Hao in recent years.

There are fewer troops left in the territory portal than in stationing. Wang Hao's arrival brought a catastrophe to these monks.

boom!

The blue light blade was like lightning, slashing and hitting the mountain and sea monument floating above Wang Hao's head. The remaining power spreads like a tide, and it turned into ashes within a radius of hundreds of miles. A monk died tragically on the spot.

I am facing a life-and-death crisis and am eager to solve the current predicament.

Wang Hao no longer cared about the monks stationed in the boundary passage. Although these were all soldiers and horses that had already surrendered to the Wu Sect.

escape!

There was only this word in his heart. Wang Hao tried his best to escape, but he was not like he had no targets before, but was heading towards a certain realm and constantly approaching.

He traveled through six or seven realms in succession and suffered heavy blows. Wang Hao was exhausted and was on the verge of collapse.

Thousand miles ahead, there is another gateway to the realm. But it is very strange. Apart from the arrangement of formations, no cultivators and soldiers were stationed here.

Immortal Palace followed. Zhao Hao stepped in to chase, holding the sea-breaking blade in his hand, and Ling slashed another time.

The power of the holy instrument of merit is so powerful that it is indescribable.

The mountain and sea monument was blocked, and Wang Hao vomited blood in his mouth and fell to the ground half kneeling.

At the same time, the aftermath of the holy artifact disperses like a tide, directly destroying the magic array arranged in the front boundary portal.

"Thank you!"

With Wang Hao's current situation, it is difficult to break the formation and enter the boundary portal. At this moment, he took the opportunity to rush around, and his figure disappeared into the boundary channel in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

"I may give you a happy gift!"

"Struggle to death, seek hardship!"

Zhao Hao snorted coldly. He stepped forward and ignored the barriers in the boundary area and directly entered Wang Hao's world.

The same is true for the Immortal Palace hanging at the top of the sky!

The boundary channel is unbreakable for the monks in the lower realm. However, there is no obstacle to immortals like Zhao Hao and Murong Fei who come from the ninth level of the upper realm.

call!

Zhao Hao stepped into the realm where Wang Hao escaped. Looking into the dark world, the scent of evil spirits filled with indescribable stinky smell. The earth was desolate and there was no sight of all living things, and it was as silent as hell.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhao Hao frowned. He didn't like being in the environment. But then he stared at the target who was on the ground below, desperately escaping.

The world of the giant world, the world of the corpse tribe.

The realm that Wang Hao once captured voluntarily gave up evacuation because a mysterious existence was hidden inside.

This time, he desperately fled to the Juyan Realm, hoping to use the mysterious existence hidden in this world to help him solve the dilemma.

Take the cracked sea blade again.

It feels like Wu Yuan has run out. Not to mention escaping, it is extremely difficult to even move.

Huh!

Wang Hao roared. The cracked skin suddenly spurted out wisps of essence and blood. The witch's secret technique was blessed, and the essence and blood were transformed into witch Yuan. In a short period of time, the strength returned to its peak state. The whole person turned into a blood-colored escape light and broke through the air.

call!

In just a moment, he had already escaped to the sea of ​​corpse. The sea water was like corpse liquid, which was dark red, emitting a fishy smell. The Yinsha corpse energy was extremely rich, almost pure to the liquefied state.

In the middle of the sea of ​​corpses, a mountain stands tall. The mountain is not large, and it is only about a hundred miles in a radius. However, countless fairy stones are covered with evaporated and dispersed to form a spiritual barrier, which is colorful and gorgeous, as beautiful as a fairyland.

This is what Wang Hao looks at. When he approaches the mountain, his entire person will lose all his strength and fall directly into the sea of ​​corpses.

It was very strange. In the eyes of Zhao Hao who was chasing him, there were many confusions below him, and because of his cultivation, he could not see things clearly.

"Brother Hao, this place is a bit weird, be careful!"

Murong Fei, who also controlled the Immortal Palace, also found an abnormality below, so he sent a message to remind him.

"I have the sea-breaking blade in my hand!"

"How can there be a rival in the lower realm?"

Zhao Hao was full of confidence and waved the sea-breaking blade. A blue light blade was used out of thin air, locking the place where the confusion was below, and slashing away in the air.

Crazy-

A strange sound of the cracked brocade was emitted. Accompanied by the slashing and cutting of the blue light blade, all the confusion below no longer exists, and the picture of the sea of ​​corpses appears.

At first glance, Zhao Hao's face suddenly changed drastically.

It is not a sea of ​​corpses, but a mountain peak standing in the middle of the sea of ​​corpses. To be precise, at the top of the mountain, there are countless fairy stones, and there is a strange monster.

Like a dog or ape, all over the body of golden retrievers, fangs exposed, and eyes closed like sleeping.

The monster did not emit any powerful air compressor, but it fell into Zhao Hao's eyes, which reminded him of a terrifying existence.

He traverses the nine heavens without hesitation, ignoring the powerful existence of the laws of the Heavenly Palace!

"You, you are..." Zhao Hao was shocked.

"You witch who was killed by heaven!"

The monster was as if awakened from his deep sleep, and suddenly opened his eyes, with endless anger and deep helplessness in his golden eyes.

"The lackey of the Heavenly Palace!"

"Since you have discovered the hiding place of this saint, then... go to die!"
Chapter completed!
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