Those were ten thousand ghosts. He carefully collected and refined them, but they were all destroyed in the blink of an eye.
The system prompts: "Publish the task, the desperate Bai Yesheng, let Bai Yesheng feel deep despair, the task is completed."
System prompt: "Complete the mission and you will get 100 million experience points."
System prompt: "Complete the task and you will get three million merit points."
The system prompts: "Complete the mission and receive a rare treasure box."
Finally came the mission.
Moreover, this mission has rich rewards, and Brother Hao likes it very much.
Bai Yesheng looked down on him so much before, and now it feels very comfortable to make him feel despair.
If you show off in front of me, you may be seeking death.
Chu Hao put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "This is your trick, are there any more? I haven't had enough of it yet."
Bai Yesheng's expression was cold and he said: "This is just the beginning, don't be too arrogant."
Bai Yesheng formed a ghost spell again, and five ghost shadows flew out of his body. Each ghost shadow was his own clone.
Bai Yesheng smiled ferociously and said: "I have carefully refined these five clones. Each clone has tens of thousands of ghosts. It doesn't matter if your Devouring Curse Seal is powerful. Can you suck them away?"
This clone is different from the previous ghost. Its strength is definitely at the monarch level. In its heyday, the Devouring Curse Seal could not be absorbed.
A faint ghostly shadow of an ancient tree appeared, and a terrifying ghostly aura was released. He said coldly: "Bai Yesheng, long time no see."
Bai Yesheng saw Fang Han and sneered: "Who am I to say? Fang Han, have you become the lackey of the Yin Yang Warlock?"
Fang Han was furious and was about to take action.
Chu Hao said calmly: "Fang Han, just watch."
Fang Han hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly and backed away.
Chu Hao took out a mirror and said coldly: "You have no idea who you are facing. Soon you will feel desperate and beg me for mercy."
Looking at the mirror in his hand, five Chu Haos walked out of the mirror. These five clones exuded a terrifying aura.
Chu Hao raised his hand and said coldly: "Tear them apart."
Five clones pressed in, and Bai Ye was shocked.
How many methods does this holy master have?
Chu Hao's clone moved, killing the five ghost clones born in the white night.
Chu Hao's clone was very powerful. As soon as it went up, he used the black gold curse body and the Qiankun Spirit Fighting Technique, which directly increased the power by twenty times.
A clone of Bai Yesheng rushed towards him, and before he could even react, he saw a scene of tearing apart ghosts with his hands.
A clone of Bai Yesheng was caught and torn apart with brutal force. The ghost let out a shrill scream, and countless resentful ghosts exploded in its body.
There were at least tens of thousands of these resentful ghosts, but they were all completely absorbed by the surrounding devouring curse seals.
"Ding...increase the Qiankun curse body by 40%."
"Ding...increase the Qiankun curse body by 45%."
Bai Yesheng's carefully refined clone was simply a weakling in the hands of Chu Hao's five clones, and it was swept away.
one.
two.
three.
Four.
Only the last one was left, and he wanted to run away in fear, but five clones rushed forward, grabbing his hands, feet, and head, and he was cut into pieces by the five horses.
The clone exploded and countless innocent souls were absorbed.
"Ding...increase the Qiankun curse body by 70%."
"Ding...increase the Qiankun curse body by 80%."
Fang Han's eyes widened and he couldn't help but take a breath. Is just the clone so strong?
He is indeed a Saint Master.
This Bai Yesheng is going to be unlucky.
Bai Yesheng was also shocked. He regretted coming. The name of Saint Master was well-deserved.
He was the one who took the initiative in the two moves. Chu Hao didn't even move. He stood in the void, feeling an invisible pressure on himself.
Bai Yesheng took a deep breath and said, "You are indeed very strong."
Chu Hao interrupted him directly and said, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
The white night was full of cold anger, the ghost energy continued to rise, and the sky changed color, saying: "I may not lose to you."
The white night came alive, like a ghost, appearing in front of Chu Hao. His long, white hands went directly to Chu Hao's heart, as if he wanted to dig it out.
Bai Yesheng sneered, he won.
It's better to do it yourself.
As a result, Bai Yesheng was stunned, because he missed the target, and the Chu Hao in front was just an afterimage.
"Afterimage?" Bai Yesheng was surprised.
He turned his head and saw a palm, slapping him hard.
Bai Yesheng was directly slapped and flew out, letting out a scream that was not like a human being. He fell to the ground, covering his face that was distorted by the slap, and was in great pain.
Chu Hao still had his hands behind his back and looked at him indifferently.
"Is this all you have? You came to me to look for trouble."
Bai Ye was so angry that he let out ghostly screams, and the sound waves shook the sky.
Bai Yesheng's body flashed, and dense ghost figures appeared. The ancient trees were so faint that it was difficult to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones.
However, Chu Hao's ultimate piercing eyes could directly see through everything. He swooped down and exploded at an astonishing speed, making a loud noise in the air.
The speed of wearing the Saint Master's cloak is five times the speed of sound.
The Qiankun Dou Ling Technique exploded when it came into contact with Bai Yesheng, and a bright curse pattern appeared on Chu Hao's palm.
Talisman to suppress evil spirits.
Bai Yesheng didn't believe it even to death, that this was actually a talisman for suppressing evil spirits.
When could the most ordinary spell explode with such terrifying power?
"boom!"
Bai Yesheng flew out again, and his ghost body was almost beaten to pieces.
Bai Yesheng was rolling on the ground and screaming. There was a large handprint on his chest, as well as the mark of a spell, which would be difficult to erase almost in his lifetime.
The most terrifying thing is that Bai Yesheng's soul power was suddenly dispersed. He wanted to condense the ghost's soul power, but it was difficult to do so. It was very unstable.
Chu Hao admired in his heart, in fact, any talisman is fine, the talisman itself can restrain ghosts, it just depends on who is using the talisman.
Chu Hao came to Bai Yesheng and asked suspiciously: "Are you really a king-level ghost?"
The white night brings fear.
In fact, his strength at the monarch level was considerable, but when he encountered a bottleneck, it was the Ghost Ancestor who forcibly promoted him to the monarch level.
All in all, compared to the average king-level ones, Bai Yesheng is a little inferior.
However, he is still at the king level after all. If he went to the underworld, he would be on the same level as Yan Jun, but he was beaten by Chu Hao and was unable to fight back.
The black gold curse body plus the Qiankun Spirit Fighting Technique is really terrifying.
Bai Yesheng's soul power was hard to gather, and he said fearfully: "Holy Master, please spare my life, for the sake of Ghost Ancestor."
Chu Hao said indifferently: "I told you before that if you beg for mercy, you will definitely bring out the Ghost Ancestor to suppress me."
Bai Yesheng stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Go around me this time."
Chu Hao slapped Bai Yesheng away, and Bai Yesheng's body was almost shattered.
"Weren't you being awesome just now? Are you scared now?"
"Ding... the host succeeded in counter-pretending and slapped him in the face, and gained 60,000 points of pretense."
The pretentious value of anti-pretentious is high.
Bai Yesheng's ghost body was blurred. He was so frightened that he was almost beaten to death by this slap.
Bai Yesheng gritted his teeth and did not dare to say a word. He was really scared.