This sudden sword made the woman in black robe a little unbelievable.
Not only her, but also the young man next to her, he didn't notice anything.
How did the person in front of me find them and come at such a speed?
"Fellow Taoist, you have something to say. We are just passers-by. We were just curious about what was going on inside and took a peek. We didn't do anything disrespectful to fellow Taoist." The woman in black robe said quickly.
"Yes, we were just passing by, out of curiosity about what was going on inside.
There is no action and no purpose.
Fellow Taoist, please don't get angry.
If there is anything that needs to be done, we will definitely help." The young man said.
He is wearing a black robe with blue lines on it, which looks quite extraordinary.
The whole person exudes an inexplicable charm.
He seems to possess special powers and has extraordinary strength.
The temperament is also great.
Jiang Hao just glanced at the other party and said with a smile:
"Misunderstanding?"
Although he didn't hear everything he just said, these people really thought he was deaf.
"Yes, misunderstanding, senior, please don't be impulsive." The woman in black robe said in horror.
Jiang Hao didn't hesitate and slashed the opponent with his sword, causing him to fall to the ground.
After that, he stood quietly and looked at the body on the ground.
After waiting for a long time, he smiled and said, "This technique is quite interesting."
This body is not the real body, it is borrowed from someone else's body.
The aura was chaotic, but Jiang Hao could directly observe that someone was controlling this body.
And it's nearby.
"Won't you come out?"
Jiang Hao had a smile on his face and didn't pay much attention.
Can't escape.
There are not only the sun, moon, pot, sky, but also the yin ring of the yin and yang bracelet.
There is no way out.
Then he looked at the man beside him.
"Fellow Taoist, how about I help you find her and let me go?" the young man asked with a smile.
"Isn't she your classmate?" Jiang Hao asked.
"A fellow disciple? Fellow Taoist, I was joking. How could a person who didn't even know that Yin Xueni had a magic weapon in her body could be a fellow disciple of mine?
I think my classmate is dead.
I just saw that her purpose was partially the same as mine, so I didn’t point it out for the time being,” the young man said.
Kuhu Sanhe, a true disciple of the Tianmen Sect, is in the early stage of returning to the virtual world.
He will be used by others, but he will also use others.
"By the way, this person seems to have united with the fallen immortals, and they secretly exchanged a lot of information.
Those people are coming soon, Taoist friends had better deal with her and leave as soon as possible." Kuhu Sanhe kindly reminded her.
Because he is strong enough, he can understand how terrifying the person in front of him is.
He is definitely no match.
It's easy to say anything if you can escape. Now that the other party has killed so many people, the murderous intention has faded a lot.
If you pay enough, you should be able to survive.
After all, the other party doesn't seem so bad.
He can also save people and stand up for others.
Then it will be easy to impress.
And although he was one of the instigators behind his death, he did not take the initiative after all.
As long as the other party has some kind thoughts, the most he can do is make him pay the price.
He can give up a lot of things.
"Fellow Taoist, I can still give."
Poof!
A knife pierced his heart without any hesitation or any thought of negotiation.
"It should feel good to strategize, right?" Jiang Hao looked at the other party and said:
“Having experienced strategizing, it’s natural to also experience laughing at someone’s knife.
Otherwise, life will be full of regrets.”
Draw the knife and chop it off.
Cut in two.
Kuhu Sanhe looked at the person in front of him in horror. He never thought that the preparations he had made secretly would be of no use.
There is no way to guard against the opponent.
Seeing the other party die, Jiang Hao took the storage magic weapon.
I have to go back later to get other people's stored magic weapons.
Killing enemies is important. Although there are spiritual stones to store magic weapons, a safe environment must be created first.
Especially those people are not weak.
After collecting the magic weapon, Jiang Hao walked towards the woods step by step. His eyes were different from others.
The nameless secrets and locking the sky are beyond the reach of others.
All the way to a tree:
"Why do fairies avoid me?
I heard you prepared a gift, am I here to ask for a gift?"
As he spoke, Jiang Hao took out the last Pure Heart Fruit and ate it: "This time it's really the last one."
However, nothing happens to the tree, because now the tree becomes a normal tree.
As soon as his figure flashed, Jiang Hao came to another tree again:
"There are some flaws in the fairy's magic, and I discovered it so quickly."
Jiang Hao identified this person.
It was the clone of Taoist Fenghua, and the reason why he didn't take action was because he was waiting.
This time Taoist Fenghua came with three clones.
There is another one who is bringing people from the Fallen Immortal Clan.
He didn't want to worry about the fallen immortals, but he was waiting for another clone.
There is no way in or out, and even the memory of the clone has been cut off.
There is no way out.
Jiang Hao only discovered this now.
From this point of view, the yin and yang bracelet is really amazing.
Seeing that the other party was about to flee, Jiang Hao stretched out his hand and slapped the ground.
With a bang, the woman in black robe was beaten out.
She vomited blood and looked at Jiang Hao:
"Senior, why do you need to embarrass me?
I'm just a puppet being manipulated."
"Puppet?" Jiang Hao looked at the other party and nodded slightly: "That's right, you have no effect."
"I can help senior." The woman in black robe said seriously.
"Then it's troublesome for the fairy." After saying that, Jiang Hao raised the half moon in his hand and chopped it off.
In the other party's unbelievable eyes, he fell.
Phew~
Blood spilled.
Jiang Hao stabbed him twice more before nodding.
"I will die this time."
After collecting the storage magic weapon, Jiang Hao walked outside.
Others came too.
After processing it once, you can mine with peace of mind later.
They come one after another, which is quite troublesome.
On the other side, a middle-aged man who had just fallen suddenly frowned.
Behind him were two powerful men with advanced cultivation levels.
Almost the limit of this place.
With their heavy treasures, they can fully exert their full strength.
"You said there is news about Jiang Xiaoli here?" a woman asked.
"Yes, right in front." The middle-aged man pointed to the front and said.
At this time, everyone saw a figure approaching.
At this time, the middle-aged man began to retreat silently.
A few moments.
The woods erupted with great power.
The sword light swept across.
After a while.
The two people from the Fallen Immortal Clan looked at the man in front of them in disbelief.
Especially the beads in his hand made them feel desperate.
After killing two people, Jiang Hao came to the middle-aged man.
"Long time no see, Fairy Fenghua." He said with a smile on his face.
"Where is your gift? I will ask you for it personally when I go out. I just don't know if you can receive this sentence."
The knife rises.
The middle-aged man stared at Jiang Hao. He didn't say anything, just stared hard.
The knife falls.
After a while, Jiang Hao left Jianyue Lake with Dole.
The news soon spread.
Jian Yue Lake was dyed red, and a large number of powerful soul refiners died.
Those who heard the news immediately did not dare to make trouble here.
And Dole, who is the cause of everything, has been recognized by countless people.
"Dole? That junior brother from our sect?" In another area, the disciples in Shanshui Valley were a little surprised.
However, in just one month, Dole became the most untouchable person in the surrounding area.
According to rumors, there was someone who blood-baptized the gods for him, a strong person at the level of the soul, regardless of his origin.