After discovering the whereabouts of the Golden Crow clan, the two slowly flew down from the void.

After the Assassin and Zhang Hao practiced dual cultivation, they looked energetic and had a faint blush on their skin, which made the assassin extremely beautiful.

The whereabouts of the Jinwu clan made the two of them not have any interest in their interest at this moment and then they practiced dual cultivation.

Both fell from the void to the ground.

After distinguishing the direction, Zhang Hao and the assassin quietly flew towards the place where the aristocratic family was located in the south.

The assassin looked at the houses of the southern family that gradually emerged in front of him and said, "Husband, if you believe me, let me inquire about the news!"

After hearing the assassin's words, Zhang Hao felt a little hesitant. If the assassin entered the Red Dust Sword Sect but the assassin was not his Taoist partner, Zhang Hao might ask the assassin to inquire about the news, but now the assassin is his Taoist partner. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to ask him to inquire about the news?

After pondering for a while, Zhang Hao said softly: "You used to be alone, but now you are different. You used to be alone, but now I will not let you take risks. Even if you have no life, I will not let you take risks alone. You go back to Tianlang Kingdom first and wait for my news!"

Although the tone of these words was particularly gentle, it seemed particularly firm. After hearing Zhang Hao's rejection, the assassin had never felt so happy that no one cared about him.

He said coquettishly: "You domineering guy! Come back early, I'll wait for you in Tianlang Kingdom!"

As the assassin said, he quietly flew towards the Tianlang Kingdom.

After watching the assassin leave the Tianlang Kingdom, Zhang Hao flew towards the place where the southern family is. When Zhang Hao quickly cut the sword above the southern family, he suddenly felt a sense of fighting spirit conveying below. When Zhang Hao felt this sense of fighting spirit, he was a little surprised. The other party openly released the sword intent to challenge him, which means that the other party had long noticed his existence.

When Zhang Hao separated from the assassin just now, he did not hide his breath, and it was not surprising that he discovered it.

The divine thoughts explored forward, and saw a scattered holy light in front of him, shining with the figure of a cultivator. The cultivator was completely shrouded by the holy light. Even if Zhang Hao's divine thoughts investigated over, he could not see clearly the appearance of the cultivator inside.

But this person's holy light is different from the holy light in the dynasty of the Gods. This holy light is extremely peaceful, but it exudes an indescribable mystery everywhere, somewhat similar to the Buddha's light, but the Buddha's light is golden, and most of the Buddha's light is red gold, or bright yellow, while the luster is milky white at the moment.

Suddenly Zhang Hao realized something, was it not the holy light, but the light of relics in Buddhism. If so, then the monk hidden under this halo was the Buddha's light.

Zhang Hao was about to ask, but he heard an extremely peaceful voice coming from the white light: "Are you the Emperor of the Red Dust? Someone offered two spiritual veins on the Heavenly Compound Card of the King of Gods to claim your life. I got here all the way and learned that you were in the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom, but when I entered the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom, I found that there were no outstanding cultivators in the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom. I knew you were not here, but I didn't expect to meet you in the void. It seems that you are also a passionate person!"

"Oh! You want to take my life! What are you going to take?"

Zhang Hao was not angry when he heard this voice, but asked in a plain manner.

Seeing that Zhang Hao was not angry, the cultivator continued, "My name is Monk Jianshi. If you don't want to die too miserably, it's best to cut off your head on your neck and give it to me now. I can let your soul leave safely. I think the realm of soul-combining you is not easy, so I will remind you that I hope you will think carefully!"

After hearing the words of the monk who saw the nature, Zhang Hao shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You monk is so interesting! Do you want me to be willing to kill me?"

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, the monk Jianshi said lightly: "Are you still unwilling to do it? I, the monk Jianshi, have many ways to kill people. One is to be so happy and straightforward, and the second is to torture life is worse than death. Let him beg me again and again, and then I killed the other party. As for the third type of person, before he dies, I will kill all his relatives and friends who are related to him, and finally let him be isolated and helpless.

Dead with grief, anger and helplessness.

After hearing the words of this strange monk, Zhang Hao clapped his hands and said, "Interesting! Interesting! I once saw your reward on the Tiangong Card of the Fen Shen Dynasty. It seemed that there was only one spiritual vein. It seemed that it was my life, which was more valuable than yours!"

When Zhang Hao said this, he couldn't help laughing loudly.

Monk Jianshi heard a strong sense of irony from Zhang Hao's words, which made Monk Jianshi feel that he was looked down upon by others. Since he became famous, he has never had the same experience as today. This made a nameless anger in Monk Jianshi suddenly emerge.

He shouted angrily: "You kid, I see that you still have a reputation in this world of Gods. I want to save you some face and make you die more happy, but you are so presumptuous. It seems that ** is destined to die in my hands!"

After the monk Jianshi said that, his body suddenly rushed forward. As the monk Jianshi rushed forward faster and faster, he saw an extremely huge handprint appearing in the void. The handprint showed a golden edge of light, and the edge of light was complicated. These symbols were very complex. If an ordinary practitioner was aware of the halo of these symbols, he would be confused and could not resist the palm of the monk Jianshi.

However, Zhang Hao did not react at all abnormally when facing the halo emitted from these complex symbols. The luster that confuses the soul in this way is simply directly immune to Zhang Hao, who has practiced the Great Pudu Zen Light.

When Zhang Hao's divine thoughts were mixed with the light of Buddhism, he quietly saw the appearance of the monk Jianshi, the son of the light of relics.

The monk Jianshi was very short, with a scar about three inches on his right face. At this moment, he was looking at Zhang Hao's mouth and a grim smile appeared. In his opinion, even if Zhang Hao's realm reached the late stage of the Soul-Group, it would be of no use at all.

The light of his Buddhist enlightenment can suppress the soul of the cultivator. This effect will affect the cultivator's judgment ability and allow himself to hit it with one blow.

Looking at the handprints that he bombarded out, when he was only ten feet away from Zhang Hao's body, the monk Jianshi released the Buddha and saw Zhang Hao's body flying backwards, vomiting blood and dying.

But suddenly, a soft golden light appeared from behind Zhang Hao. After this golden Buddhist luster appeared from behind Zhang Hao, it spread rapidly towards the surroundings with Zhang Hao's body as the center.

The soft golden luster emits the surging waves of the Buddha. In just one ten thousandth of the time, it spread over the palm prints bombarded by the monk Jianshi.

The two forces collided silently, without any sound, but the monk Jianshi seemed to be falling into an ice cellar.

Because the mark on the handprint he bombarded out was quietly erased at some point, and an extremely strange force was quietly wiped out. Now he had no connection with the handprint that was getting closer and closer to Zhang Hao.

When Zhang Hao saw this handprint, he came to his body and pinched the magic formula quickly with his hands. He saw rays of light appearing from Zhang Hao's palm. The light flashed out dazzling star lights, and then turned into bits of fireflies and fell into the handprint.

Zhang Hao looked at the palm in front of him and shouted softly: "Broken!"

Accompanied by Zhang Hao's voice, the pure mana in which the handprint gathered violent magic power disappeared directly, and the handprint turned into a cloud of dust.

The monk Jianshi murmured to himself, unable to believe his eyes at all. How could this be possible? This is absolutely impossible. The handprint that he had gathered violent magic power was an extremely authentic handprint to remove false thoughts in Buddhism. How could it be cracked by the Emperor of the Red Dust so easily? This made the monk Jianshi unable to understand.

Zhang Hao didn't have the patience to answer the question of Monk Jianshi. Didn't Monk Jianshi use sword intent to provoke him? It seems that he deliberately made people foolish, and used a sword intent to arouse his desire to fight. When he was fully committed, he used the magic technique in Buddhism to confuse his mind and let the palm prints hit his body. In this way, he would be injured by Monk Jianshi.

If you are injured, it will be easier to cure the other party's skills of transformation.

But the monk Jianshi did not calculate Zhang Hao's great Pudu Zen Light. This Buddhist top magical power of saving the world, all the magical powers of saving the world are floating in front of the great Pudu Zen Light.

Although the monk Jianshi saw Zhang Hao refining his magical powers, he was not afraid because he had a backup plan. He used his sword intent to provoke Zhang Hao not to show off, but to be a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator in Buddhism.

At this time, I saw that there was an extra sword in the monk Jianxing's hand. The sword was all white all over and there was no hilt on the Buddha's hiding. However, when Zhang Hao's divine thoughts investigated the sword in the monk Jianxing's hand, he found that there were four very symmetrical handprints in the monk Jianxing's hand. It seemed that there were the hilt of the sword.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly at this time and said, "Monk, I'm not surprised that you can use a sword, but I don't know what your sword technique is like!"

After saying that, the Haoran sword intent in Zhang Hao's body gushed out of his body wildly. The Haoran sword emitted a cold and cold air throughout the body, emitting a piece of ice deep in the Nine Netherworlds.
Chapter completed!