Chapter 125 The second level god, the God of Killing!

"No! It's Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Why are they two in the killing city!" The master's expression changed and he hurriedly hid behind a rock. He knew that Ju Douluo's attack was aimed at Tang Hao. , so he just needs to hide.

"A chrysanthemum, a kid, you guys want to kill me!" The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand instantly. Tang Hao turned around and threw the hammer. The moment the hammer collided with the yellow beam of light, an astonishing amount of energy suddenly burst out. ripple.

"What! He actually blocked my eighth soul skill easily!" Ju Douluo's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fifth soul ring behind him lit up, and he saw the soul power in his hand emerging, and a giant spiral condensed by soul power. The blade appeared in his hand, and then he threw it at Tang Hao, bound to take off his head.

"Ju Douluo's fifth soul skill, Gathering of Han Ying, can improve all of his attributes. The spiral giant blade is the energy blade transformed from his soul power. It can be used for close combat and long-distance attack. Be careful under Haotian Crown!" Hiding in the boulder The master behind reminded him aloud, without noticing that a ghost figure had appeared behind him.

"Take care of yourself!" Tang Hao responded coldly, holding the Clear Sky Hammer and starting to spin on the spot. With a casual strike, Ju Douluo's giant spiral blade hammer flew out, and as he walked, it became more and more difficult. Soon, the soul power fluctuations attached to the surface of the Clear Sky Hammer became stronger and stronger, and even had the faint aura of a false god.

"Back then, your Spirit Hall hunted my lover, but now, it's the other way around!" Tang Hao shouted loudly, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand continued to grow in size, and the nine soul rings rising under his feet were also shattered one by one, turning into a stream of energy. A stream of pure soul power poured into his Clear Sky Hammer.

The two great skills of the Clear Sky Sect were used one by one by Tang Hao. Behind him, a huge red shadow was condensed from the soul power. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly became the largest. The power of the ring explosion and the random splitting wind were destroyed by him. Fusion together, intending to kill this dead asshole in front of me with one blow!

"Tang Hao! Do you want your son's teacher to die in my hands? If you don't want to, stop!"

Just when Tang Hao was about to hit Ju Douluo to death with a hammer, Ghost Douluo's voice suddenly sounded behind him. He looked back and saw the master being choked by the ghost. His face turned purple. It was obvious that he might be killed at any time. He was about to kill someone, but Ju Douluo was right in front of him. This hammer gathered most of his strength. Once he let go, he would definitely be harmed.

In the end, Tang Hao decided to give up on killing Ju Douluo. Yu Xiaogang was his son's teacher after all, so he couldn't die here. If Xiao San knew about it, he would probably hate his father to death.

"I shouldn't have brought this guy to the Killing City if he failed to achieve anything but failed!" Tang Hao's eyes flashed, and he swung the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it against the mountain wall on the side.

boom--

"What a powerful force! This hammer actually smashed a hole in the entire mountain wall!" Ju Douluo was shocked by Tang Hao's strength. Although they had fought before, each time they were either on the way to being abused or on the way to being abused. , he has never been able to hurt Tang Hao once, and it is the same this time.

"Let my son's teacher go, and I will spare your life!" Tang Hao took back the Clear Sky Hammer, and his soul power condensed at his feet, floating in the air. His cold voice, like a god of death, came to Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo in the mind.

"Tang Hao, don't blame us. If you want to blame, blame you for going against Wuhun Palace!" Ghost Douluo's deep voice sounded, and his arm holding the master's neck kept exerting force, obviously intending to let Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Just killed them together.

"Ghost! You are looking for death." The momentum in his body surged, endless power poured into Tang Hao's body, and his last hundred thousand year soul ring shattered. Suddenly, the powerful increase in soul power brought about by the hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring made his Clear Sky Hammer even larger than when the eight rings exploded together.

"Old ghost, run! He wants to kill you and that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang together!" Ju Douluo, who was floating in the air, reminded loudly, and at the same time he activated his ninth soul skill. Heartbroken.

As the petals of his martial spirit turned into golden sharp blades, they shot towards Tang Hao like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, trying to interrupt his movements. After all, if this hammer hits, Ghost Douluo may really turn into a ghost.

Tang Hao was not a vegetarian, and he would not appear again after stopping once. He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high in his hand, and all the remaining soul power in his body poured into the Clear Sky Hammer, and launched his last move. Strike, the secret of the Clear Sky Hammer, the Great Sumeru Hammer!

As soon as the Big Sumeru Hammer came out, the expressions of several people present suddenly changed. Even Ju Douluo, who was releasing his ninth soul skill, stopped. It was not that he wanted to stop, but the pressure of the Big Sumeru Hammer was too great. It was so powerful that it forced him into a state of immobility.

"Old ghost! Run!" Ju Douluo yelled with all his strength. He wanted to stop him, but under this extremely domineering momentum, he couldn't even move his body. He could only look at the Haotian Hammer. Smash it down.

"No!"

Ju Douluo's cry immediately woke up Ghost Douluo, who was in a desperate situation. Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer that kept pressing down, a look of madness appeared on his face. He released Yu Xiaogang's arm, and the moment the nine soul rings under his feet rose, he used all the soul skills that could enhance himself, and at the same time used his strongest soul skill, the Hell Demon.

A huge ghost hand rose from the ground, firmly resisting Tang Hao's falling hammer. Ghost Douluo's soul power was running desperately, and the belief that he wanted to live emerged in his mind. Suddenly, endless majestic soul power burst out from his body. At this moment, he actually broke through to level ninety-six when he was on the verge of death!

Faced with desperate situations, people can always burst out with unexpected power. It is with this belief that Ghost Douluo successfully broke through to the ninety-sixth level. The sudden burst of soul power deep in his body shocked the ghost's spirit, as if he was trying desperately to resist. The hammer wasn't that scary anymore. With a roar, he actually forcibly held the Clear Sky Hammer above his head for a moment.

"Chrysanthemum Pass! Take this opportunity to seriously injure Tang Hao!" The ghost roared like crazy. Although he was on the verge of breaking through, it was obviously not enough compared to Tang Hao, a monster with explosive power. For this reason, he could only remind his good friend to win this only chance to seriously injure Tang Hao.

With tears in Ju Douluo's eyes, he nodded heavily. The ninth soul skill that was originally interrupted was released again. This time, he exhausted all his soul power on this ninth soul skill, which was bound to make Tang Hao fall. here.

"The ninth soul skill! The chrysanthemums are broken! The ground is covered with wounds! The flowers fall and the heart is broken!"

Ju Douluo roared with all his strength and activated his ninth most powerful soul skill. Countless golden petals turned into the sharpest blades, and like falling stars, they shot towards Tang Hao's back like crazy. , and countless blood splashed suddenly.

Poof——

The sound of a sharp blade piercing the body sounded, and countless cracks appeared on Tang Hao's back in an instant. He spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, retracted the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and fell straight from the air. Go and hit the master who just got up.

With a pop, the master was knocked upside down. The pain from his body made him unable to move. The biggest obstacle was Tang Hao who was pressing on him. Now he is no longer the majestic Haotian Douluo. No, he was just a soul master on the verge of death.

"Ahem, I didn't expect that I, Tang Hao, who has lived an upright life, would end up like this. I'm not willing to accept it!" He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the light in Tang Hao's eyes gradually dimmed, and the arms on his chest also dimmed. Falling slowly.

Seeing Tang Hao's appearance, Ju Douluo sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Tang Hao, Tang Hao, in the past you were extremely majestic. But today, you are lucky to die at the hands of the two of us."

"Goodbye, Haotian Douluo." After saying that, a golden blade suddenly appeared in Ju Douluo's hand, and while condensing his soul power, it shot towards Tang Hao's heart. He wanted to end the trouble.

Just when the golden blade was about to pierce Tang Hao's heart, Ju Douluo's movements suddenly stopped. His whole body was locked by an extremely terrifying murderous aura. His body and soul were so frightened by the murderous aura that he could not move at all. The golden blade that was about to pierce Tang Hao's heart also fell to the ground under the influence of this terrifying murderous intent.

"What's going on?" Ghost Douluo was stunned for a moment, turning his head to look at Ju Douluo who had stopped moving. Before he could ask Ju Douluo, a white light blade that looked simple enough had already broken through the void, completely killing him. Cut off his body and cut off his life.

Ju Douluo's eyes widened. He was so shocked that he could not speak at all. He could only let the warm liquid splash on his face. He watched in horror as Ghost Douluo died in front of him, but he No action can be taken.

"Old ghost! No!" Watching the ghost die in front of her eyes, Yue was in pain like a knife, her tears couldn't stop flowing down, and the crystal tears rolled down her face like broken pearls.

"Mortals... you should punish the candidates who try to kill the gods." The extremely coercive, yet extremely cold words sounded in Ju Douluo's ears. A man who looked like a middle-aged man fell from the sky from the golden light and landed in front of Yue Guan.

This man is extremely handsome, wearing a golden armor, tall, and has a pair of water-blue eyes on his simple face. In his eyes, there is not even a trace of vitality, but only aura and coldness. Looking at Yueguan coldly, it was like looking at a dying person.

"Senior, who are you?" The master who was pinned to the ground by Tang Hao asked in a low voice. Regarding the handsome man in front of him, he knew that the other party must be a strong Titled Douluo. Judging from the methods he revealed, He is at least a peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine, otherwise he will never be able to easily kill Ghost Douluo Ghost and frighten Ju Douluo Yueguan.

Ignoring the master's inquiry, the man slowly turned around and put a hand on Tang Hao's chest. Then a shocking scene appeared. He saw endless murderous aura pouring into his body, forcing Tang Hao to do it. Hao took his last breath.

Immediately afterwards, the man's palm moved slightly, and a jade bottle emitting golden light and bearing the mark of the God of Death appeared in his hand. A piece of fairy fruit that resembled petals was poured out from the jade bottle. With a flash of inspiration between his fingers, it was put into Tang Hao's mouth. It melted and repaired his damaged meridians, body, and hidden wounds accumulated over the years. .

After doing all this, the man turned around and looked at the murderous Yue Guan. His eyes were cold and sharp, exuding murderous intent. Although he had not spoken yet, the master clearly felt that the surrounding air seemed to solidify instantly, and the extremely fierce murderous aura was like a sharp sword, suspended above his head.

The air suddenly solidified. Just the murderous aura emanating from the man made Yue Guan unable to resist. In less than a moment, he was suppressed by this fierce murderous aura and was unable to move. The advanced cultivation level in the past had no effect at this moment. As a result, I could only watch helplessly as the man took out a four-foot long sword from the void.

"Mortal, if you die under this sword, your life will not be in vain." As soon as he finished speaking, the man swung his sword and slashed out. The cold murderous aura turned into scarlet sword aura and headed towards Ju Douluo Yueguan.

At this moment, a sacred golden giant sword fell from the sky and landed in front of Ju Douluo, blocking the scarlet sword energy condensed with murderous intent.

"Huh? This aura... is it a first-level Lord God, an Angel God?" The man murmured to himself, looking up at the golden light blooming in the sky, exuding a holy aura, and a handsome man with six wings on his back.

The eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent also returned to calm at this moment. The four-foot long sword in his hand turned into murderous intent and dissipated. He quietly stared at the six-winged man with six wings on his back slowly falling from the sky and holding the angel's holy sword in his hand.

"Gods cannot interfere with the affairs of the mortal world. Senior, you have violated the rules of the divine world." Before the man could speak, Qian Daoliu spoke first and said in a deep voice.

The man turned back and glanced at Tang Hao who had woken up and the master who was too frightened to speak. With a wave of his hand, a barrier condensed with murderous intent immediately isolated Tang Hao, the master, and Yue Guan, leaving only him and Qian Dao. Streams can hear each other's voices.

The man said coldly: "Does a mere servant of the Angel God dare to threaten a second-level god, a god with the title of God of Killing?" After saying this, five divine rings slowly rose up behind him, and the blood-red divine wheel foreshadowed With the power of the second level god.

Facing the man Sen Han's words, Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly and reminded lightly: "Although you are a second-level god, you cannot violate the rules of the divine world and go to the lower world privately to intervene in the affairs of the mortal world. You are also aware of the consequences. Therefore, I am not threatening you, just a friendly reminder."

"You think I don't dare to kill you?" The man's eyes turned cold, and the four-foot long sword that had disappeared reappeared in his hand. Endless murderous aura filled the entire space, constantly eroding the sacred aura on Qian Daoliu's body.

"No, of course you dare to kill me." After listening to the man's words, Qian Daoliu shook his head again, but this time his voice was a bit colder, "After you kill me, Lord Angel God will definitely have If you notice it and blame it when the time comes, even if you are a second-level god, you will probably be deprived of your status as a god and become an ordinary hunter of gods. Am I right? Shupros."

Xiupruosi's pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted: "You are not a servant of the God of Heaven. Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with a strong golden light. His originally sacred aura suddenly became suppressed, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt. "You are just a second-level god. Who gave you the courage to investigate our affairs?" ?”

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