The Magus Era Chapter 1573: Fairy of Sinners

"Master, you are too aggressive." Daoist Wood Qibao tree branch swayed to Ji Hao, signaled that Ji Hao was not allowed to move any more, turned around and sighed, shook his head to Priest Hua bitterly.

The colorful glimmering light in Priest Hua's eyes flashed for a while, and the uneasy laughter came out: "Break in? Daoist Wood, do you think it was Priest Hua who intentionally let me ..."

Because you haven't finished speaking, there are a lot of spirits rising around the Priest Hua, and more blossoming lotus blossoms from the spirit. The colorful light in Daoist Wood's eyes quietly receded, his eyes became clear, smart, deep and elusive.

"Brother, it's not adventurous. Use these demon heads to evolve the world, build the size three thousand worlds, temper the spirits in the boundless demon phase, and see the Grand Dao of 'Yan'. This is just a means of meditation. Priest Hua smiled slightly, glanced at the arm suspended in front of him with a hint of amazement, and the arm cut off by the Ji Hao gave a long breath.

"Ji Hao little friend, really makes the poor out of surprise. Unexpectedly, your Dao of Sword is so hot."

Fingertips clear light flew out, hovering around the broken arm for a week, the broken arm connected by itself, a scent of fragrance spread out from the wound, the broken arm of Priest Hua had recovered as before, and no trace of trace was visible. .

Ji Hao held the Pangu sword and nodded calmly to Priest Hua: "Everything is Master Ender. Compared with Master, my Dao of Sword is superficial."

Priest Hua smiled ‘Hey’, he took a deep look at Ji Hao, and then his eyes condensed on the Pangu sword that was dark and not in the slightest luster in his hands. Ji Hao immediately felt a strong and anomalous, undisguised Divine Sense wave pouring out of Priest Hua's eyes, and inspected it carefully around the Pangu sword.

The Pangu sword pattern remains intact. The Priest Hua's Divine Sense has been rounded around the Pangu sword for a long time, but it has not been able to see through the bottom of the sword.

"Your Dao of Sword is really shallow compared to Yu Yu fellow Daoist . Your Dao of Sword is unbearable, but it can break the arm of the poor road with one sword, only your sword is too good, too good, too good. Priest Hua stared intently at the Pangu sword, sighing sighingly: "Even if it wasn't the poor self who just took control of the poor path, it was the uncomplicated possession of the possessive body. ... "

The two points in the eyes light up, Priest Hua staring at the Pangu sword word by word, "Even if it is only 30% of the poor road, you can break the arm of the poor road, this sword ..."

Ji Hao smiled and shook his head at Priest Hua with a smile: "This sword, missed you, don't say your mantra, shame or shame?"

Priest Hua's face suddenly became unsightly.

Shame, why not shame? In his capacity, he was cut off by a junior. Since his Priest Hua got his way in Hongmeng and before Pangu Sky Opening broke the ground, how has he suffered such a big loss?

Even if he and Daoist Yu Yu fought many times secretly, Daoist Yu Yu only left a few sword marks on him, and no broken limbs happened. Dignity Priest Hua, one of the most prestigious masters of Pangu World, was cut off by Daoist Yu Yu's disciples.

If this thing goes out, Priest Hua will not need to see anyone.

Looking around, Priest Hua's eyes are scattered, and a ray of killing slowly ripples from his eyes.

Daoist Wood moved at his feet, suddenly flashed behind Ji Hao, and Priest Hua sandwiched Ji Hao between them.

Priest Hua burst into laughter: "Brothers are on the sidelines, these young children are not worthy of the brothers' own shots!"

In the laughter, Priest Hua didn't take the shot himself. Instead, he patted his head against the palm of his hand, and listened to the sound of jade cricket. Priest Hua rushed out with a white and clear light like sheep fat beautiful jade. , Three heads and eight arms, the whole body is as white as jade, draped with countless night jewels, and each of the eight arms rushes out of clear light.

The avatar released by Priest Hua, Sen Leng, took a look at Ji Hao, dived down from the sky without saying a word, eight arms waved weapons, and hit Ji Hao like heavy rain.

The weapons in this white jade-like avatar have different colors and colors. Ji Hao feels the strong emotions and eight desires from it. The eight weapons are actually made of extremely pure emotions and desires and are condensed by infinite thought. If an ordinary person is hit by this weapon, he will be motivated by the thoughts of the emotions and desires in the body, and the infinite demon is born out of nothing. One bad thing is that the fire is distracted and the spirit is dispelled.

Pangu Bell sounded a roar, and the chaos of chaos rolled down. The weapon in Baiyu's incarnation hit Pangu Bell like raindrops. Only listening to the roar constantly, no weapon could touch the body of Ji Hao.

Priest Hua's face changed slightly, and he chuckled softly: "Children have some skills, this bell ..."

If Ji Hao interrupts Priest Hua, he slightly shakes his head and smiles: "This clock has nothing to do with you."

Priest Hua laughed. He took a gentle breeze in his left hand and slowly patted Ji Hao: "There is no chance, this is not something you and other children can understand. Heavenly Dao is unpredictable, unpredictable, is this reason ... ... "

Priest Hua didn't finish the sentence, his left hand was already pressed on Pangu Bell.

A humming bell sounded, and the void around Ji Hao exploded, and the body of Pan Pan cut off by Ji Hao was blown apart and shattered into countless broken pieces. Pangu Bell was shaking violently, and a huge force shook the void, and wanted to break the defense of Pangu Bell with a thunderous potential.

But Pangu Bell blocked the attack of Priest Hua stiffly. Ji Hao endured the violent shock from Pangu Bell. The Pangu sword brought a dreary Jianmang and silently stabbed into the palm of Priest Hua.

Priest Hua groaned, his palm was pierced by the Pangu sword, and naturally he could not finish, but dragged the injured palm back sharply.

Priest Hua's face changed completely. His body looked at Ji Hao with trembling slightly. The anger in his heart could rush the sky out of a hole. He was injured once again under the Ji Hao sword, and was injured by the disciples under Daoist Yu Yu again!

Priest Hua's complexion also changed, and Priest Hua didn't leave his hand in that blow.

He can clearly see that Priest Hua's palm was used with all his strength, and he didn't want to kill Ji Hao with a single blow.

But Ji Hao relied on Pangu Bell, which could n’t even understand Daoist Wood. Priest Hua took the hit. Although Ji Hao seemed a bit hard, he took the full blow of Priest Hua.

The sword in his hand easily penetrated the palm of Priest Hua.

Daoist Wood's face became extremely distressed, and bitter bile was dripping from his face. He stared deeply at Ji Hao and sighed, "Yu Yu fellow Daoist had good luck. His big disciple Priest Po, who had taken a poor hand in the past, just hurt but did not die. Unexpectedly, there was such a wickedness under your door. Although it is with the power of the treasure ... "

Ji Hao slowly raised the Pangu sword, and her heart was as cold as water: "Two people, do you want to continue?" (To be continued.)