Chapter 392 Fairy Playing the Piano

"Hmm?"

Seeing the might of Li Hao's sword, the Saint of Hun Tian was a little surprised, and his pupils shrank slightly. Is this borrowing the power of Heaven?

He just vaguely felt the breath of Heaven from Li Hao.

But this is a method that only the Supreme Saint can use... The shock in his eyes suddenly became cold, and he suddenly mobilized the power of Heaven to block the surrounding heaven and earth.

In this way, the source of Li Hao's power can be blocked, which is why the Supreme Saint can easily kill the Saint of Three Disasters.

But Li Hao's heaven and earth moved very quickly. Feeling the blockade, a trace of the will of the Heavenly Venerable fused with a cold snort, as if there was boundless power emanating, and the blocking power was easily shattered.

All this happened in an instant. Li Hao's sword light had already violently slashed out, the lightning in the sky was shattered, and the original avenue surrounding the ancient mountain was all avoided and dissipated, completely breaking the scene that lasted for countless years here.

Bang!

The sword light cut through the void, as if cutting off time, and countless origins of laws and brilliant sword intentions were all condensed on this immortal's finger.

A violent trembling roar sounded, and the violent Jili Saint Dao, carrying the power of heaven and earth, was also split apart. The dazzling light made everything in the eyes of the Saint Hun Tian fade.

The void on the top of the ancient mountain exploded, and a chaotic black light appeared. The Saint Hun Tian was a little absent-minded. The slight pain from the horn on his head made him realize that he was actually injured!

That was his hardest part, and the sharpest part, but it was injured.

Under the turbulent flow of destruction, Li Hao's figure did not escape, but approached at a very fast speed.

His whole body was like burning divine flames, his divine blood was boiling, and his Dao bones were constantly healing in the broken. Although this sword blocked the attack of the Saint Hun Tian, ​​the shock force of the Jili Saint Dao injured his body.

But fortunately, now his healing speed is so fast that minor injuries heal almost instantly. Even if his physical body is destroyed, he can be reborn at a very fast speed, as if he is really immortal.

With the blessing of the stars in the sky, his state has risen from falling to the bottom of the valley to the top again in just a breath.

The second sword!

Li Hao used all his strength to strike the second sword again, revealing all the extreme realms, including the states of the two final realms.

Bang!

The Saint of Huntian was surprised and waved his claws in anger, as if tearing a piece of the sky, and threw it at Li Hao with a majestic momentum.

The terrifying shock sounded again, and Li Hao's figure shuttled out from the shock, his skin and flesh were torn, but healed in an instant.

The third sword!

Li Hao seemed tireless and continued to swing his sword to kill.

"You deserve to die!"

The Saint of Huntian was furious. He was a saint, but he was forced to attack by Li Hao. It was a shame.

But the terrible thing was that Li Hao's power could actually compete with him!

It was just a disaster, but it could mobilize the exaggerated power of heaven and earth. The Saint of Huntian did not fight with Li Hao again. His power replenishment speed was slightly slower than Li Hao.

His huge body dived down directly, like a pitch-black beast, with a sharp horn charging towards Li Hao.

Enveloped by the realm of the Holy Dao, he stirred up a terrifying power that seemed to tear the earth apart.

"A mere two-tribulation imperial weapon, let's see how you can break my defense!"

The eyes of the Saint of Huntian were full of murderous intent, and he waved his claws directly at Li Hao to control him.

The brilliant sword light burst out, knocking back his claws, but as the Saint of Huntian said, although the fame is sharp, it can't break its shell.

Not to mention that if it really breaks, he can also be reborn with a drop of blood, and it will heal in a blink of an eye.

As a flesh body saint, and cultivated to the level of the Supreme Saint, his own flesh is the most powerful imperial weapon, comparable to the level of the six-tribulation imperial weapon.

There are only a few weapons in the entire Saint Land that can hurt him.

In addition to the source ancestor, there is the poison of the medical saint.

With a bang, the sharp claws of the Sage of Huntian slapped Li Hao. Li Hao avoided being caught. At the moment of contact, he quickly chopped with his sword and bounced his body back.

His sword was as sharp as the blazing sun, misty and sharp. He slashed at the claws one after another, but it was like chopping on divine iron, without even a scratch.

"Too hard."

Li Hao's eyes sank. This was his almost full-strength burst. He didn't expect that he could barely fight with the opponent. If it was another Sage, he might even have a chance to hurt him, but he happened to meet the Sage of Huntian.

Among the many Sages, the opponent was the stronger one.

"If we continue to fight like this, it will be a draw at most, and we won't be able to kill the opponent."

The treasures of heaven and earth that were plundered before allowed his fame to rise through tribulations one after another, but compared with these Sages, his foundation was too thin after all.

If he couldn't kill him, there was no need to fight, otherwise it might not be a good thing to attract Dragon Sage and Source Ancestor.

While thinking, Li Hao fought and retreated, and each sword was used with all his strength. Only in this way could he compete with the Saint of Huntian.

"Want to leave?"

The Saint of Huntian kept attacking closely, and his huge body was extremely flexible, and Li Hao could only dodge by attacking.

Seeing Li Hao's intention, the Saint of Huntian sneered. Although Li Hao shocked him again and again and was beyond his expectations, after all, his cultivation time was too shallow, and the Second Tribulation Emperor Soldier could not pose a threat to him.

As the top powerhouses in the heavens, the Supreme Saints basically divided 80% of the cultivation resources and incense in the heavens, and the rest were snatched by the old Three Disaster Saints and other saints.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for the semi-saints to fight for incense. Most of the incense is in the hands of the Supreme Saint, and even the saints are fighting for it, let alone being able to easily hand it over to the semi-saints.

"Prison of Heaven!"

The Saint of Huntian suddenly raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was extremely strong. The holy domain exuded a strong suction force, covering the area of ​​​​thousands of miles, and exerted the magical power of the flesh.

There seemed to be a huge empty hand in the void, slowly clenching it, trying to hold Li Hao.

Li Hao's expression changed slightly. If he was captured by Saint Huntian, it would be a pure strength competition, and he might not be able to win.

"Only what I see is all I think, and all I think is destroyed by me!"

Sword marks appeared in Li Hao's eyes. At this moment, Weiwo's swordsmanship seemed to be improving again, and he slashed out suddenly.

The eternal realm and the sword shadow in the eyes condensed at the same time and slashed out.

The vague giant palm in the void suddenly cracked, but no explosion sound was heard.

Li Hao shuttled through the dark crack and broke free.

"It's a pity that the movement technique is too slow. If my movement technique can be used to sacrifice the Tao, just the movement technique combined with the extreme realm can help me get out of trouble!"

Li Hao kept flying forward, but felt that the speed was too fast. Although his practice was already fast enough, to the point of exaggeration, there were still many things that could be improved.

"snort!"

Saint Huntian saw that Li Hao had actually broken through his magical power, his face was slightly cold, and he chased after him again. Although he practiced the holy way of extreme strength and could defeat all kinds of magic, his physical skills were not his strong point, but he still defeated most of the three disasters. saint.

In the blink of an eye, Saint Huntian caught up with Li Hao again.

Li Hao's figure flashed and rushed towards the phantom of the immortal god on the top of the ancient mountain.

The phantom of the Immortal God still sat upright, seemingly unaffected, and slowly opened his eyes as Li Hao flew towards him. His eyes seemed to travel through time, staring at the present moment in the future.

Then, the expression of this phantom of the immortal god actually stared at Li Hao slightly, and then fell on Saint Huntian behind him.

His eyes were slightly cold, as if he sneered slightly, and then he raised his hand and waved it away.

A ray of light flew out of his hand, but the further away from his body, the faster the power of the light dissipated.

"It's just a shadow, trying to suppress me?"

Sage Huntian realized that the attack was coming towards him, and became a little angry. He roared and hit forward, knocking the attack away. However, only a slight smoke appeared on his body, and small cracks appeared. In the blink of an eye, Just heal.

The immortal god launched his attack, but his figure gradually faded away and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Li Hao knew that this was just the shadow of the other party that was remembered by time, but what was shocking was that this shadow actually had its own consciousness.

To what extent do you have to practice to have such ability?

Li Hao didn't look back and continued to move forward, taking advantage of the Immortal God's phantom attack just now to put some distance between himself and Saint Huntian.

He teleported back to the ruins one after another, shuttled through the cracks in the world, and escaped from this ancient mountain. He teleported tens of thousands of miles through the passage ahead, and found another ancient mountain.

This ancient mountain is also surrounded by thunder and fire, shrouded in calamity, and there are also phantoms of immortals and gods sitting on the top of the mountain practicing meditation, but their appearance is different from before.

Li Hao rushed directly to the top of the mountain. The phantom of the immortal god opened his eyes and saw Li Hao. His eyes seemed to be focused on him through illusion.

Soon, he noticed Saint Huntian chasing after him. When he saw Saint Huntian, his eyes suddenly showed a cold look.

Then, he raised his hand, and like the phantom of the immortal god before, he also swung an attack, like a spear, piercing through.

Saint Huntian was furious and rushed over without fear.

Li Hao didn't know if these immortals regarded Saint Huntian as a monster, so they avoided him and only attacked Saint Huntian.

He didn't look back and continued running forward.

Behind the passage, there were still ancient mountains. Li Hao traveled through seven ancient mountains one after another, using the phantoms of immortals and gods on them to barely distance himself from Saint Hun Tian.

"Um?"

When he rushed to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder and fire on the ancient mountain, but red-gold clouds, as if they were dipped in gold powder and smeared on them. It was extremely beautiful.

On the top of the mountain are Qionglou Yuyu, fairy waterfall and spiritual pool, and a woman with the shadow of a fairy god sitting in a pavilion on the edge of the cliff, gently playing the piano.

Around him, Taoist charms surround him like flowing colors, which is so beautiful.

Li Hao was a little stunned when he heard the faint sound of the piano. With his attainments in music and rhythm, he could feel that this was a peerless divine song.

I even have the urge to do it even if I am seriously injured and my life is shortened if I can get this song!

"What a beautiful song..."

Li Hao was temporarily absent-minded, and the murderous intent behind him made him come back to his senses. His face changed slightly. This time, he did not lead Saint Hun Tian to the top of the mountain. He couldn't bear this scene to fade away.

However, when he turned around, the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain glanced at him indifferently, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then lightly ejected a sound wave, which turned into a terrifying sharp blade and slashed vertically.

"This song is Jiuhe Lishang..."

An ancient thought, extremely gentle, appeared in Li Hao's mind.

Then Li Hao saw the figure of the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain gradually disappearing. The time she had left here had been exhausted and completely dissipated with the sonic blade.

Li Hao was stunned, and suddenly felt an unspeakable regret.

But I silently remembered the name of this song in my heart.

I don’t know if this woman is deceased or if we will meet again.

Li Hao took his mind back and felt the angry roar behind him. He did not look back and continued to rush forward. He could not live up to this swan song.

When he came to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder and fire here, but the mountain was broken and scorched black, as if it had suffered some kind of battle.

There are no ghosts of gods and goddesses on the top of the mountain, and the ground is scorched black and lifeless.

Li Hao was slightly startled, not daring to stop and continued running forward.

But when he was about to rush out of the ancient mountain, Li Hao saw something reflective. He looked at it and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

It was a broken blade, stuck diagonally on a blackened mountain rock.

But strangely, there was no dust on the broken blade, and it looked brand new.

Li Hao raised his hand and the broken blade flew quickly through the air and landed in his hand.

Li Hao felt that there was no aura of calamity on it, and there was no Dao rhyme.

But it was most likely a Dao calamity emperor's weapon that could appear here, but just like the original merit, it was broken and became fragments.

"Die!"

The low roar of the sage of Hun Tian came from behind, his eyes were red, not only because of himself, but also because of anger.

As it flapped its wings, the figure whistled like Kunpeng, and its sharp claws tore through the void, trying to tear Li Hao's body apart directly.

The process of tearing and rebirth was his chance to devour Li Hao.

Li Hao's face changed slightly, and he threw the fragments in his hand, and then swung the sword to cut it.

The sword light suddenly became extremely strong, and it slashed at the opponent's horn, wanting to exchange injuries for injuries, but the next moment, Li Hao saw that the opponent's claws suddenly broke, and blood gushed out!

This sudden scene made Li Hao stunned, and the Saint Hun Tian was also stunned, his pupils contracted, and he looked at his broken claw in astonishment.

The blood stopped quickly and regenerated quickly, but he was a little confused.

Li Hao didn't even bother to see if his sword had hit the target. He glanced at the broken part and saw a bright reflection. He felt his heart beat hard. Could it be...

He hurriedly burned his soul, and the power of the soul quickly pulled out, pulling back the sharp blade of the broken imperial weapon.

Then, he almost didn't think about it and imprinted his soul on the fragment. In this way, it would be extremely difficult for the Saint Hun Tian to snatch and control the fragment. Unless the strength of the soul exceeded his several times, he could directly erase his soul imprint and control other people's imperial weapons.

But obviously, in terms of the soul, although Hun Tian is a saint, the gap between him and Li Hao is not big, both are extreme.

"What is this?"

The face of the Saint Hun Tian changed, and his eyes fell on the fragment. He realized that it was not a complete imperial weapon, but this was even more exaggerated.

Li Hao also realized at this moment that although the fragment was incomplete, it was frighteningly sharp. It might be a top imperial weapon, or even surpass the Dao Jie imperial weapon!

No wonder it is still so bright after countless years, even dust cannot fall on it, it is so sharp.

"Go!"

Li Hao controlled the fragment and quickly killed the Saint Hun Tian, ​​wanting to test its sharpness.

The Saint Hun Tian was shocked and angry, and tried his best to cover the Saint Dao domain. At the same time, he raised his hand and pulled out an imperial weapon from the carapace behind him.

Facing Li Hao, he didn't intend to use the imperial weapon. It was too humiliating, just like a college student competing with an elementary school student in mathematics, and the college student finally took out a calculator.

It was humiliating even if he won.