This was the only way to survive. Chu Hao exploded with all his strength and started a desperate fight with the white devil.
"boom!"
Four figures, like blackened thunder and lightning, rolled up a violent storm. This fight was unprecedented.
Bai Mo was injured, half of his body was punched through by fist marks, and he bared his teeth, as if he had gone back to the time when he fought with Chu Hao for the first time.
Chu Hao was also injured, with blood dripping continuously and several ribs broken.
However, both parties recovered very quickly using the black gold spell, and returned to their original state in the blink of an eye.
Bai Mo said angrily: "Damn it, you actually learned my ability."
It's unheard of for a human to learn his incredible resilience.
When the semi-saints saw this, they already felt inferior to themselves, and their hearts were shocked by Chu Hao's strength.
Suddenly, Lin Miao's pupils shrank because Chu Hao had formed a seal, which was the Western Scripture spell.
Chu Hao shouted: "Purify."
The white demon was also surprised when he punched out. He smiled ferociously and said: "Soul attack? This demon can also do it."
"Taoist curse, divine strike."
The white devil's long hair turned into a white sky knife and was chopped off.
"boom."
The two forces clashed like thunder.
A huge collision of soul attacks, energy ripples across the space.
Under the huge square, there was a sea of people. Some people suddenly rolled their eyes and fainted!
A group of people fell like straw, some people foamed at the mouth, and their hair stood on end, as if they had been hit hard.
At the moment of collision, people were stunned to death.
Some people with strong soul consciousness can only struggle to hold on, breathing loudly and sweating like raindrops.
Taizong Shengzi and others kicked the air loudly, sweat stains appeared on their foreheads, and said in shock: "Is this the collision of soul attacks?"
overbearing.
Too domineering.
At a glance.
There were tens of thousands of people in the huge square, and about 90% of them fell down. The others who were able to stand were all powerful kings and emperors.
Saint Lin Miao felt uncomfortable. In this battle, Chu Hao replaced Xihebu. The Western Scripture Curse was so powerful. Did he finally meet his opponent?
The white devil took back his long hair and said with a ferocious smile: "Killing you with your human means will definitely give you a sense of accomplishment."
Chu Hao said indifferently: "You also learned this from your master, right?"
The white devil has a black face, even though he is originally as black as ink.
have to.
If I don't want to talk to Chu Hao anymore, I'll kill him and it will be over.
Chu Hao once again formed the seal, Chapter 2 of the Western Mantra: Soul Gathering.
In an instant, the holding soul aura was released from his body, and his soul strengthened several times.
The people of the five major families were stunned. This was definitely the second part of the Western Sutra Curse, Soul Gathering.
Chu Hao has learned it, and when he unleashed it, he was more powerful than any Half-Saint present.
Lin Miao sighed repeatedly in his heart, why is Chu Hao not from the Xihe tribe? Such a genius is actually an enemy.
After being baptized by the Perfect King Realm, Chu Hao's soul has become like a Holy Realm soul. Now that the second part of the powerful Western Sutra Soul Gathering is used, it is no weaker than a Holy Realm soul.
The white devil was also surprised, this little freak became stronger again.
"kill."
The two sides fought fiercely, with soul attacks coming one after another. Some emperor-level souls couldn't bear it and had to withdraw from a long distance to watch the battle.
The white demon cannot be killed physically, and even its soul is not weak. It is also at the holy level.
The battle between the two sides made everyone present feel inferior, but people did not forget that Chu Hao's opponent was not a human, not a ghost cultivator, not a holy beast of mountains and seas.
They are the alien ghosts who created the darkness, chaos and terror in the world millions of years ago.
The white devil smiled ferociously and said: "Clone."
The white demon split again, and the two white demons turned into four white demons and fought again.
Chu Hao's heart sank. It was indeed difficult to deal with. It seemed that he could defeat the White Demon in the past only because of luck.
Made.
Chu Hao also tried his best.
He formed the seal again, and Patriarch Zhao exclaimed: "Part 3 of the Western Mantra!!"
Chapter 3 of the Western Mantra, Soul Sorrow.
It can reduce the enemy's soul resistance by 10% to 90%. The greater the strength gap, the easier it is to reduce the soul resistance.
When Chu Hao was forming the Soul Death Seal, a dark gray light caused the space to change color and instantly enveloped an area of 500 meters.
The white devil's face changed. He felt as if his soul was entangled by some bad luck, and his resistance was actually weakened by 10%.
This achievement is enough.
Because Chu Hao is still in the state of Soul Gathering Seal.
"Purification Seal."
Chu Hao punched out, and Bai Mo's clone was directly destroyed by the punch.
people exclaimed.
Suddenly, the white devil's clone was destroyed, but it quickly recovered, making everyone's heart sink to the bottom. This kind of healing ability is too terrifying.
"Isn't it right?" Master Xingyao Hall exclaimed.
I saw that the recovered White Demon clone was as motionless as an idiot.
It seems to have become a soulless body.
Lin Miao was excited. This was a clone defeated by the Western Scripture Curse. Although Chu Hao was not from the Xihe tribe, it also proved the power of the Western Scripture Curse.
Chu Hao sighed, this Western Scripture Mantra is indeed very powerful.
The white devil lost a clone, and his face became more and more ugly.
Chu Hao said: "Suffer death."
Bai Mo finally fell into a disadvantaged situation, and he seemed to have no way to defeat Chu Hao.
Ahhhh!!
How could this happen? What kind of freak is this kid?
"no."
"We can't let him get involved, my soul will be killed." The white devil retreated, he even wanted to run away, but the green devil's fear was looming.
"Don't run." Chu Hao took advantage of the victory and pursued him.
The White Devil was so angry that he was so embarrassed by the White Walkers.
If this continues, will Qing Mo kill him himself?
I shudder just thinking about it.
The number one White Walker is more feared than Chu Hao, and the white devil is fighting hard.
"Who is afraid of you? Kill."
The soul attack battle is becoming more and more shocking, and the sky is filled with their afterimages.
At the same time, the battle between Chu Yuan and a clone also reached a fever pitch.
"Ghost curse, prison."
Chu Yuan used his ultimate move and plunged into darkness in all directions. Terrifying ghost hands came out from under the White Devil's clone, pulling him into the endless abyss of darkness.
The white devil lost his sense of this clone in an instant?
what's the situation?
Chu Yuan was kicking heavily, as if he had exhausted a lot of energy.
Chu Hao immediately let him return to his body.
Chu Yuan returned to his body, Chu Hao felt much relieved and killed again.
"kill!!"
People have been shocked to the point of numbness. Chu Hao is too powerful. Is this guy really a younger generation of his generation?
The white devil was already jealous.
"Clone."
Another clone appeared, this time thousands of them appeared, surrounding Chu Hao.
People were in a daze. Although the White Walkers were at a disadvantage, they were still very strong.
The first White Walker with his arms crossed said coldly: "Idiot."
No one can achieve perfect infinite clones. The more clones there are, the weaker the clones will be.
The Green Goblin's clone ability is very strong, but it can only do it. The four clones are the same as his own strength. The more clones he has, the strength will be greatly reduced.
"boom!"
Sure enough, Chu Hao broke through the siege of thousands of clones and killed hundreds of clones with a huge fist seal.
The clones of the white devil who fought all the way continued to fall, unable to stop him at all.