Chapter 392 Fairy playing the piano
"Huh?"
Seeing the power of Li Haojian, Saint Huntian was a little shocked, and his pupils shrank slightly. Is this borrowing the power of heaven?
He just vaguely felt the aura of Heavenly Dao from Li Hao.
But this is a method only available to the Holy Saint... The shock in his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly mobilized the power of heaven to seal off the surrounding world.
In this way, Li Hao's source of power can be blocked, which is why the Holy Saint can easily kill the Three Disaster Saints.
But Li Hao's movement of heaven and earth was extremely fast, and when he felt the blockade, a trace of Tianzun's fused will snorted coldly, seeming to exude boundless power, easily shattering the blockade power.
All this happened in an instant. Li Hao's sword light had slashed out violently, the thunder light in the sky burst, and the avenues that originally surrounded the ancient mountain all gave way and dissipated, completely breaking the scene that had lasted for countless years.
Bang!
The sword light cuts through the void, as if cutting off time. The origin of countless laws and the brilliant sword intention are condensed on this immortal's finger.
Violent shaking and roaring sounds sounded, and the violent holy path carrying the power of heaven and earth was also split open, and the dazzling light made everything in the eyes of Saint Huntian fade away.
The void on the top of the ancient mountain exploded, and a chaotic black light appeared that was torn apart. Saint Hun Tian was a little distracted. The slight pain coming from the horn above his head made him realize that he was actually injured!
That was the hard part and the sharpest part, but it was injured.
Under the turbulent flow of destruction, Li Hao's figure did not run away, but approached quickly.
His whole body was like a divine flame, his divine blood was boiling, and his Dao bones were constantly healing as they were broken. Although this sword blocked Saint Huntian's attack, the concussive power of Saint Jili's Dao caused his body to be injured.
But fortunately, with his current healing speed, minor injuries heal almost instantly. Even if his body is destroyed, he can be reborn very quickly, as if he is truly immortal.
With the blessing of the stars in the sky, his state dropped to the bottom and climbed to the top again in just one breath.
The second sword!
Li Hao used all his strength and swung out the second sword again, revealing all the extreme realms, including the states of the two final realms.
Bang!
Saint Hun Tian was surprised, and he waved his claws angrily, seeming to tear the sky into pieces, and threw it towards Li Hao with majestic momentum.
The terrifying shock sounded again, and Li Hao's figure shuttled out from the shock. His skin was torn, but it healed instantly.
The third sword!
Li Hao seemed to be tireless and continued to attack with his sword.
"You deserve to die!!"
Saint Huntian was furious. He was a great saint, but he was forced to attack by Li Hao. It was a shame.
But the scary thing is that Li Hao's power can actually compete with him!
It was just a mere disaster, but it could mobilize the exaggerated power of heaven and earth. Saint Huntian no longer competed with Li Hao, and his power replenishment speed was slightly slower than Li Hao.
His huge body swooped down like a dark giant beast, and its sharp horn hit Li Hao head-on.
Enveloped in the Holy Dao Realm, he unleashed a terrifying force that seemed to tear the earth apart.
"It's just a second calamity imperial soldier, let's see how you make me break my defense!"
Saint Huntian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he directly waved his claws towards Li Hao to control.
The bright sword light erupted, knocking its sharp claws away, but as Saint Hundian said, although the fame was sharp, it could not break its carapace.
Not to mention that if it was really broken, he would be reborn with a drop of blood and healed in the blink of an eye.
As a physical body became a saint and was cultivated to the point of being holy, his own body became the most powerful imperial weapon, comparable to the Six Tribulations Imperial Armament.
There are only a few weapons in the entire Land of All Saints that can hurt him.
Except for the origin ancestor, it is the poison of the medical saint.
With a bang, Sage Huntian's sharp claws struck Li Hao. Li Hao avoided letting him catch him. At the moment of contact, he quickly slashed with his sword and shook his body out.
His sword was as powerful as the blazing sun and fire, ethereal and sharp. He slashed at the sharp claws one after another, but it was like slashing at the divine iron, without even a wound.
"Too hard."
Li Hao's eyes darkened. This was an explosion close to his full strength. He didn't expect to be able to fight with the opponent. If it were another saint, he might even have a chance to be injured, but he happened to encounter Saint Huntian.
Among the many saints, the other party is the stronger one.
"If we continue fighting like this, it will only be a draw at best and we won't be able to kill the opponent."
Although the treasures of heaven and earth that were previously plundered have improved his reputation through successive tribulations, compared with these holy saints, his foundation is still too thin after all.
If he can't be killed, there is no need to fight, otherwise it may not be a good thing to attract Dragon Saint, Yuanzu and the others.
While thinking, Li Hao retreated while fighting, striking out with all his strength with every sword strike. Only in this way could he compete with Saint Huntian.
"Want to leave?"
Saint Huntian kept attacking closely, his huge body was extremely flexible, but Li Hao could only use the attacks to dodge.
Seeing Li Hao's intention, Saint Huntian sneered. Although Li Hao shocked him time and time again, beyond his expectation, after all, his training time was too short, and the Second Tribulation Emperor's soldiers could not pose a threat to him.
As the top experts in the world, the Holy Saints basically divided up 80% of the cultivation resources and incense in the world, and the rest were snatched by the old three calamity saints and other saints.
This is also the reason why it is difficult for the semi-saints to compete for incense. Most of the incense is in the hands of the holy saints. Even the saints are fighting for it, let alone easily giving it to the semi-saints.
"Prison in Heaven!"
Saint Huntian suddenly raised his hand, and the palm of his hand exerted a strong adsorption force on the holy realm, covering thousands of miles around, and displayed his physical magical power.
There seemed to be a huge empty hand in the void, slowly clenching it, trying to hold Li Hao.
Li Hao's expression changed slightly. If he was captured by Saint Huntian, it would be a pure strength competition, and he might not be able to win.
"What I see is what I think, and what I think is destroyed by me!"
Sword marks appeared in Li Hao's eyes. At this moment, Weiwo's swordsmanship seemed to be improving again, and he slashed out suddenly.
The eternal realm and the sword shadow in the eyes condensed at the same time and slashed out.
The vague giant palm in the void suddenly cracked, but no explosion sound was heard.
Li Hao shuttled through the dark crack and broke free.
"Unfortunately, my body skills are too slow. If my body skills can be used as sacrifices to the Tao, just by combining my body skills with the ultimate realm, I can help me get out of trouble!"
Li Hao kept flying forward, but felt that the speed was too fast. Although his practice was already fast enough, it was exaggerated, but there were still many things that could be improved.
"Hmph!"
Saint Huntian saw that Li Hao had actually broken through his magical power, his face was slightly cold, and he chased after him again. Although he practiced the holy way of extreme strength and could defeat all kinds of magic, his physical skills were not his strong point, but he still defeated most of the three disasters. saint.
In the blink of an eye, Saint Huntian caught up with Li Hao again.
Li Hao's figure flashed and rushed towards the phantom of the immortal god on the top of the ancient mountain.
The phantom of the Immortal God still sat upright, seemingly unaffected, and slowly opened his eyes as Li Hao flew over. His gaze seemed to travel through time, staring at the present moment in the future.
Then, the expression of the phantom of the immortal god actually stared at Li Hao slightly, and then fell on Saint Huntian behind him.
His eyes were slightly cold, as if he sneered slightly, and then he raised his hand and waved it away. A ray of light flew out of his hand, but the farther away from his body, the faster the power of the light dissipated.
"It's just a shadow, trying to suppress me?"
Sage Huntian realized that the attack was coming towards him, and became a little angry. He roared and hit forward, knocking the attack away. However, only a slight smoke appeared on his body, and small cracks appeared. In the blink of an eye, Just heal.
The immortal god launched his attack, but his figure gradually faded away and disappeared on the top of the mountain.
Li Hao knew that this was just the shadow of the other party remembered by time, but what was shocking was that this shadow actually had its own consciousness.
To what extent do you have to practice to have such ability?
Li Hao did not look back and continued to move forward, taking advantage of the Immortal God's phantom attack just now to put a little distance away from Saint Huntian.
He teleported back to the ruins one after another, shuttled through the cracks in the world, and escaped from this ancient mountain. He teleported tens of thousands of miles through the passage ahead, and found another ancient mountain.
This ancient mountain is also surrounded by thunder and fire, shrouded in calamity, and there are also phantoms of immortals and gods sitting on the top of the mountain practicing meditation, but their appearance is different from before.
Li Hao rushed directly to the top of the mountain. The phantom of the immortal god opened his eyes and saw Li Hao. His eyes seemed to be focused on him through illusion.
Soon, he noticed Saint Huntian chasing after him. When he saw Saint Huntian, his eyes suddenly showed a cold look.
Then, he raised his hand, and like the phantom of the immortal god before, he also swung an attack, like a spear, piercing through.
Saint Huntian was furious and rushed over without fear.
Li Hao didn't know if these immortals regarded Saint Huntian as a monster, so they avoided him and only attacked Saint Huntian.
He didn't look back and continued running forward.
Behind the passage, there were still ancient mountains. Li Hao traveled through seven ancient mountains one after another, using the phantoms of immortals and gods on them to barely distance himself from Saint Hun Tian.
"Huh?"
When he rushed to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder and fire on the ancient mountain, but red-gold clouds, as if they were dipped in gold powder and smeared on them. It was extremely beautiful.
At the top of the mountain are Qionglou Yuyu, fairy waterfall and spiritual pool, and a woman with the shadow of a fairy god sitting in a pavilion on the edge of the cliff, gently playing the piano.
Around him, Taoist charm surrounds him like a stream of colors, which is so beautiful.
Li Hao was a little stunned when he heard the faint sound of the piano. With his attainments in music and rhythm, he could feel that this was a peerless divine song.
I even have the urge to do it even if I am seriously injured and my life is shortened if I can get this song!
"What a beautiful song..."
Li Hao was temporarily absent-minded, and the murderous intent behind him made him come back to his senses. His face changed slightly. This time, he did not lead Saint Hun Tian to the top of the mountain. He couldn't bear this scene to fade away.
However, when he turned around, the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain glanced at him indifferently, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then lightly ejected a sound wave, which turned into a terrifying sharp blade and slashed vertically.
"This song is Jiuhe Lishang..."
An ancient thought, extremely gentle, appeared in Li Hao's mind.
Then Li Hao saw the figure of the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain gradually disappearing. The time she had left here had been exhausted and completely dissipated with the sonic blade.
Li Hao was stunned, and suddenly felt an unspeakable regret.
But I silently remembered the name of this song in my heart.
I don’t know if this woman is deceased or if we will meet again.
Li Hao took his mind back and felt the angry roar behind him. He did not look back and continued to rush forward, not wanting to live up to this swan song.
When he came to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder and fire here, but the mountain was broken and scorched black, as if it had suffered some kind of battle.
There are no ghosts of gods and goddesses on the top of the mountain, and the ground is scorched black and lifeless.
Li Hao was slightly startled, not daring to stop and continued running forward.
But when he was about to rush out of the ancient mountain, Li Hao saw something reflective. He looked at it and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
It was a broken blade, stuck diagonally on a blackened mountain rock.
But the strange thing is that there is no dust on the broken blade and it looks brand new.
Li Hao raised his hand and made a move, and the broken blade quickly flew through the air and landed in his hand.
Li Hao felt that there was no aura of calamity on it, nor was it enveloped by Dao charm.
But to be able to appear here, most of them are Daojie Emperor soldiers, but just like their original fame, they were damaged and turned into pieces.
"Death!!"
Saint Huntian's low roar came from behind, and his eyes were red, not only because of himself, but also because of anger.
As it flapped its wings, the figure whizzed over like a Kunpeng, its sharp claws tearing through the void, trying to tear Li Hao's body into pieces.
The process of tearing him apart and being reborn is his chance to devour Li Hao.
Li Hao's expression changed slightly, he threw out the fragment in his hand, and then slashed it away with his sword.
The sword light suddenly became extremely strong, and he slashed at the opponent's horn, trying to exchange the injury for injury, but the next moment, Li Hao saw the opponent's sharp claw suddenly break, and blood spurted out!
This sudden scene made Li Hao stunned. Sage Huntian was also stunned, his pupils shrank, and he looked at his severed claw in shock.
The bleeding stopped quickly and regenerated quickly, but he was a little confused.
Li Hao didn't even bother to check whether his sword hit or not. He glanced at the fracture and saw a bright reflection. He felt his heart beating hard. Could it be...
He hurriedly burned his soul, and the power of his soul quickly pulled out, pulling back the blade of the fragmented imperial weapon.
Then, without even thinking about it, he imprinted his soul on the fragment. In this way, it would be extremely difficult for Saint Huntian to seize and control this fragment. Unless his soul was several times stronger than him, he could directly erase his The brand of Yuan Shen, the imperial weapon that controls others.
But obviously, in terms of Yuan Shen, although Huntian is the Holy Saint, there is not much difference between him and Li Hao. They are both at the extreme level.
"What is this?"
Saint Huntian's expression changed, and his eyes fell on the fragment, realizing that it was not a complete imperial weapon, but this was even more exaggerated.
Li Hao also realized at this moment that although this fragment was incomplete, it was frighteningly sharp. It might be the top imperial weapon, or even surpass the Daojie imperial weapon!
No wonder it's still so bright after countless years, even dust can't fall on it, and it's so terrifyingly sharp.
"Go!"
Li Hao manipulated the fragments and quickly killed Huntian Saint, wanting to test his edge.
Saint Huntian was frightened and furious, and tried his best to cover it with the holy realm. At the same time, he raised his hand and pulled out an imperial weapon from the carapace behind his back.
Facing Li Hao, he had no intention of using the imperial soldiers. This was too shameful. It was like a college student competing with an elementary school student in mathematics. In the end, the college student took out his calculator.
Winning is also humiliating.
(End of chapter)