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Chapter 242 melee

Time is very tight, and there is no extra time to delay. If you are half behind, someone else will be the first to get there. Everyone has this mentality and rushes forward.

For a moment, there was a roar of killing, strong men fell in droves, and blood and bones bloomed, unable to cover up the temptation of Kunpeng's magic.

People risked their lives, activated their treasures, and rushed forward.

In just a moment, there was a layer of corpses on the ground, and the bones at the entrance to the ancient nest were piled up into a hill, including creatures of all races.

"Kill!"

People shouted, activating the precious phantoms, and the bone inscriptions were densely packed. This place became a Shura field. There were too many dead creatures, and the blood gathered into a small river.

"Hurry, they are going in!" someone shouted, the situation was very bad - the group of people holding Kunpeng's bones opened the cracks in the nest and were about to succeed.

Shi Hao mingled in the crowd and was attacked from time to time. He dealt with it carefully and got closer. There was a big crack there and someone had already rushed in.

The battle became more intense in the crack, with roars heard from time to time, and various runes surging out. A group of strong men were so shocked that they coughed up blood and stumbled around.

As soon as Shi Hao arrived at the entrance, he was attacked. A sledgehammer came from beside him, shining brightly. It was as big as a house, and was wheeled over by a sea beast, making a whining sound.

With a "boom", Shi Hao dodged and a group of creatures nearby screamed. They were hit hard and turned into blood and mud on the spot.

With a slight shudder, the sledgehammer's runes were blazing, as if emerging from the volcano, spinning on its own, and smashed into this place, killing all the monks.

A strong man at the pinnacle of the Spirit Transformation Realm, a transcendent Spirit Transformation monk, he has evolved some of his own techniques and is unparalleled in combat here. The silver hammer is as heavy as a stone, sweeping through the heroes.

This sea beast is silver-white, has the head of a dragon, and the body of a crocodile, but its claws and arms are very long and can walk upright. The huge body itself has a sense of oppression.

"Chi!"

Shi Hao swung his sword, and a black light flashed in his hand. The sword light immediately cut the silver sledgehammer in half and destroyed the precious weapon.

He did not delay here, rushed into the lair along the crack, and disappeared. The battle inside became more intense, and a great opportunity was waiting for everyone.

The sea beast was startled and followed you a few times. It managed to avoid Shi Hao and turned around with his sword. It was very angry while holding the broken giant hammer.

"Get out of my way, all of them!" With a roar, it opened its mouth and spit out a piece of silver bone inscriptions, which turned into flames, and burned another piece of monk into ashes with a roar.

"The powerful casual cultivator under the sea!" Everyone was shocked. This kind of creature has received a powerful inheritance and is very difficult to mess with.

There was intensive fighting inside, and many creatures were fighting. For a favorable position, and for the chance to see Kunpeng's magic as soon as possible, the price was often paid with blood and lives.

"when"

As soon as Shi Hao entered this ancient dojo, he encountered the impact of a rune. A group of strong men fought with each other. If anyone came over to attack him, he would kill them.

The broken sword glowed, blocking the dense runes. He rushed past and chose a relatively open area for defense.

There are many people rushing in, but the place is vast enough. It is a world of its own. You can't see the ancient trees that built Kunpeng's nest. There is only open space and mist.

"ah……"

Not far away, a dragon was cut open, and its body quickly formed on the ground. It was hundreds of feet long, and it was a bit scary because of its huge size.

Obviously, this was a strong man who had transcended the spirit transformation realm, but he was suppressed here, unable to exert his full power, and died here in battle.

Of course, the creature who killed him may not necessarily be a junior. None of the people who can come in are weak. They all have good backgrounds and there are many pure-blooded creatures.

This place was extremely empty, but murderous intent was strong. The heroes fought in a melee and rushed deeper along an ancient road.

On the road, there is a broken boulder, without luster or beauty, with a line of words engraved on it: Swallowing the sun and moon, smelting chaos.

Everyone stopped and gasped, only Kunpeng could do it, right? His realm was impossible to fathom, and the slightest hint of mystery would make people daze, and his realm could not be looked up to.

In an instant, the war broke out again, more intense than before, because there was a picture on the boulder, a Kunpeng spread its wings and soared into the clouds, covering the nine heavens.

Although it was blurry, the overbearing fighting spirit had already come out through the wall, and all the feathers were spread out, as if it was about to penetrate the heaven and earth. The domineering power was unparalleled.

Just one picture has triggered a fierce battle among everyone, thinking that it contains some kind of Taoism, and everyone wants to observe it carefully and take it as their own.

"Chi"

A flying sword fell down. It was only half a foot long, but it was extremely sharp. It exuded Geng metal energy and shimmered with light. It swept directly across the heroes and many of the treasures were broken.

Shi Hao was also within the range of the attack. He quickly moved sideways to avoid the blow. A group of people in that area were cut off in half, and blood rushed high.

These people were obviously far apart, but they were robbed at the same time. It was not that they were weak, but that the flying sword was extremely powerful. It was purple, flowing with misty auspicious energy, and swept across a large area.

Its owner is a fish, a strange fish only one meter long, with purple scales all over its body, its tail on the ground, it can walk upright, and there are two dragon whiskers on its mouth.

Other than that, there is nothing special about it, except that the whole body is filled with purple energy, and the power fluctuations are very powerful.!

"Amethyst fish?" someone exclaimed, showing a look of surprise. This is a rare creature in the legend, very rare.

They absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and contain amethyst in their bodies. It is an extremely precious material. When refining the treasure, adding a little can improve the grade, especially for flying swords. If you add some, the sword body can be sharpened.

Incomparable and indestructible.

Such an amethyst fish with Taoism and incomparable power is naturally terrifying. Once such a rare creature succeeds in cultivation, it will be a powerful creature that can call the wind and rain.

Even so, after a group of strong men stared at its purple flying sword, their eyes still glowed with fiery light. It was a rare treasure, an amethyst sword without impurities, which made people in the Ancient Sacred Mountain jealous.

"If you want to trick me, you must be delusional." The amethyst fish sneered. Although it is only one meter high, the fluctuations make people feel like they are facing a prehistoric beast.

It opened its mouth and blew out a breath of purple air, and the flying sword suddenly became even more gorgeous, turning into a purple sun and sweeping across the front. It was instantly devastated, the precious phantoms shattered, some people screamed, blood spattered, and corpses lay everywhere.

"Click"

The flying sword, which was covered with purple energy, spun around and came to the boulder. With a strong stroke, stone chips flew into the air, and the engraving was dug out by it.

The meter-long amethyst fish opened its mouth and sucked it in. The stone slab shrank, submerged into its mouth, and disappeared.

Everyone was in awe, this was a powerful sea creature.

When the heroes saw that it had obtained the stone carving, they did not stop it, because people could see that this was not a treasure, and how could the real Kunpeng treasure be taken away so easily.

This road is very long, and the ashram is even more vast. I have walked for more than ten days and still haven’t reached the end yet. This is definitely a world of its own, otherwise why would I be here?

On the way forward, the naughty kid fought fiercely with others from time to time, and was injured all the way, even with a broken sword in his hand, because there were too many strong people.

"It's you, where are you going!" A loud shout came, and the green-haired boy appeared, holding a lapis lazuli whip and came over to kill him.

This kind of whip is not a soft whip, it is shaped like a sword, but has no edge, has four edges, and has twenty-eight sections. Instead of calling it a whip, it is more appropriate to call it a short stick with a handle.

These days have passed, and the green-haired boy has recovered from his injuries, but every time he thinks about the scene that day, there is still a dull pain between his legs, and he was actually chopped alive. This is a great shame and humiliation for a living creature, and it is simply unimaginable.

"Stop him, don't let him escape!" Qingyun shouted.

Several divine servants rushed over, each one glowing like an old lion, with their beards and hair spread out, showing their strongest strength.

"Don't go!" Yun Xi said and ordered the old servant next to him to stop.

"You loser who was chopped alive by me, why did you show up again? Do you want to do it again?" The naughty child teased, and the broken sword in his hand swept across, the black light was as bright as a piece of steel.

"Woooo..."

The horn sounded, and an animal horn appeared, spreading out silver ripples, like a wave coming in, blocking Pi Lian, and there was a deafening roar between the two.

This is the most precious treasure of the ancient sacred mountain. Several divine servants along the way used it to turn danger into good fortune, and none of the terrible creatures they encountered could destroy this corner.

Shi Hao frowned. This horn was really powerful. When the silver ripples appeared, it trapped the sword light like a cage. It must be an ancient treasure.

The ancient beast's horn glowed, confronting the broken sword. Both of them had their limits. They did not go beyond the realm of spiritual transformation, but even so it was still terrifying.

Several servants of the gods rushed over, and Qingyun even sneered. He held a lapis lazuli whip and looked like a big roc flying towards him, slashing down from the sky.

"You dare to fight me fiercely in the air, aren't you afraid that your legs will split again?" The naughty child said in a nagging voice, which seemed very harsh and unusual during this tense battle.

However, it was very effective. Thinking of the battle not long ago, Qingyun felt a chill between his legs. He involuntarily paused and closed his legs, destroying the rhythm of the powerful blow.

"Haha..." The naughty kid laughed with great joy, while Qingyun seemed to have been slapped in the mouth, his face was livid, and he wanted to kill him immediately.

"boom!"

The servant of the god attacked, and Shi Hao fought back. The ten caves appeared, and he used the power of spirit transformation to fight with the opponent, but his body was shaken by the shock and kept falling back.

After all, he has just entered this realm, and compared to the real peak figures, his cultivation level is still low, so it is already amazing to have such a record.

Because, if there are other creatures who have just entered the spirit transformation realm, who dares to compete with the servant of God? They are afraid that as soon as they fight, they will be shaken into a pool of blood and mud, and their body and soul will be destroyed.

Shi Hao reflected that his realm was relatively low, and he really should have enlightened himself and improved as soon as possible, otherwise he would suffer a big loss. But time was tight, and there was no time to meditate. If he missed this time, he would probably have to fight with Kunpeng in his life.

The magic is out of luck

"It's the end!" Suddenly, a shout came, making the empty land noisy.

All the fighting stopped and people rushed forward, rushing to the end of the road.

Go for Chapter 3.


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