Chapter 296 Don’t worry, I’ll send you to see Tang Hao right away (first update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"Brother Hao, I will protect my mistress." Tang Xiao dodged and left.
Tang Hao blocked Fang Ling's path: "Little thief, your opponent now is me!"
"I will use my life to kill you, this shameless thing!"
The blood-red eyes radiated a majestic aura, the momentum was unparalleled, and it actually gave people a feeling of destruction.
The swaying dark red-gold flame is vast and violent, and its power is already on the verge of reaching the ninety-ninth level limit, reaching the god level.
Perceiving it carefully, it has not reached the god level, but it is comparable to the Snow Emperor's full blow.
"Can a ring explosion be so powerful?"
Fang Ling could not deny his words.
Apart from being surprised, under this power, he actually remembered a lot of news. Tang San relied on explosive rings to fight against Qian Renxue, who had become an angel god.
In other words, the explosive ring of a hundred thousand year soul ring should have god-level potential.
It was just that Tang Hao's soul power level and body were too weak to withstand this power, so the power was reduced to level ninety-nine.
Fang Ling sighed in his heart, the person who created this skill is pretty awesome!
It's a pity that the people who use it can't.
Only the divine body can exert the strongest effect on this skill.
The evolving divine body is also a divine body, and the Great Sumeru Hammer should be mine!
Fang Ling could feel that Tang Hao was struggling to hold on.
The body can no longer bear this huge force, and the keen senses possessed by the Death God's body seem to be able to hear the sound of meridians bursting and flesh and blood melting.
Tang Hao's suppressed injuries had been directly triggered by the explosive force. Although he was holding back, more blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Time was running out and Tang Hao didn't dare to talk nonsense.
With the momentum of charging forward, he stomped heavily on the ground, and invisible air waves exploded instantly.
Taking the place he stepped on as the starting point, the ground within a diameter of thirty meters sank ten meters completely with a loud bang, carrying countless smoke and plant fragments.
He was like a streak of bloody lightning, all his power concentrated in the hammer, and with the invincible confidence given by the explosive soul ring of a hundred thousand years, he rushed towards Fang Ling.
"Hit me!"
Holding the huge hammer handle with both hands, Tang Hao took the initiative to deliver the last and most pinnacle blow in his life.
In just a moment, the ninth soul ring on his body, the hundred thousand year soul ring from the Blue Silver Emperor and his wife A Yin, exploded.
Blood light scattered all over the sky, and the unparalleled power was completely integrated with the body.
At the same time as the hammer was swung, the clothes on Tang Hao's upper body completely burst into flames, and the flames seemed to be able to burn everything in the world.
He was like a huge dark red golden meteor streaking across the sky, and Fang Ling was standing right in front of the meteor.
Fang Ling did not choose to hide, he was the future God of Death!
He possesses the divine body of death and possesses divine skills, but he is still afraid of a head-on collision that is not at the level of a god?
Feeling this power, the warrior's will in his mind burned extremely fiercely like Tang Hao's murderous intention against him.
It had been a while since the last full-force confrontation with the Snow Emperor, and this power aroused Fang Ling's fiery heart.
Then have a good fight.
Use the magical skill of death as Tang Hao's funeral!
The magic pattern on the handle of the sickle bloomed with a gray-golden death light, and divine power instantly covered the sickle blade.
Wherever the death power of decay, decay, and extinction passed, the remaining tree stumps on the surrounding hills and even snakes, rats, insects, and ants were turned into ashes.
In Tang Hao's solemn eyes, the soul power in Fang Ling's body was greatly consumed, turned into divine power, and flowed into the martial soul crazily.
Thanks to the incomparable tenacity of the meridians of the nervous body, his adaptability to the divine power of death is unmatched before.
The experience of the last confrontation with the Snow Emperor and the existence of divine power made it possible to bear more now.
Compared with the huge cracks last time, this time there are only small cracks.
"Boom——!"
Endless air waves surged, and there was an explosion between heaven and earth.
The gray-gold color of the death ember and the dark red-gold color of the violent explosion collided violently.
In the energy storm, the vast deathly gray color has the absolute upper hand, and will soon overwhelm the dark red gold color, filling the vast sky.
The world is filled with a strong power of death.
Even the blazing light of the sun seems small in comparison.
It was dozens of miles away from Tiandou City, but the vast majesty inevitably spread through it.
The extinguishing meaning of death made the bustling Tiandou City instantly silent.
Even though it is so far away and has been weakened, this resistance from the origin of life is not something that ordinary people can resist.
A chill from the bottom of their hearts still made them subconsciously close their mouths and hurriedly look for a hiding space.
"What is this?" Qian Renxue, who was practicing under the sun in the Tiandou Palace, had a thought in her heart, and the divine power passed through her heart to eliminate the desire to die.
She immediately opened her eyes out of surprise and looked towards the direction where the power came from. Her brows furrowed slightly and her face was solemn: "Who is Fang Ling fighting?"
Such vast and lofty power of death must come from God.
Apart from Fang Ling, there could never be another person.
Quickly taking out the news about Dugu Mansion, Qian Renxue hurriedly read: "Tang Hao took his son Tang San to Dugu Mansion to invite a battle?"
"The opponent is Tang Hao? Can Tang Hao be so powerful?"
She couldn't figure it out, and while hoping that Fang Ling would win, she decided to write to Xinduo and ask her grandfather.
Dugu Mansion.
Dugu Bo, who was about to break through the ninety-fifth level, was also disturbed by this power and muttered in a low voice: "Disciple..." Was this already a war with Tang Hao and the others?
Do you actually need to use magical skills?
Dugu Bo originally thought that seven hundred thousand year soul rings were powerful enough, and with the extreme power of death eroding his body, his disciple would not need any magical skills during this trip.
I never thought that Tang Hao could be so capable.
In the center of the battlefield, the gray-gold color had the absolute upper hand.
Although the dark red gold color was tenacious and Tang Hao tried his best, it was still getting weaker and weaker.
It's close to a magical skill, but it's not yet there after all. How can you resist a real magical skill?
This collision naturally resulted in a strange phenomenon in the heaven and earth.
Remove the power of death that spreads far and becomes weak.
When the two collided, the sky suddenly became dim.
The endless gray death light replaced the sun and turned into a gray-gold light ball, like a supernova explosion releasing endless power of extinction.
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Despite Fang Ling's efforts to restrain him, all life within a three-mile radius was eroded and turned into gray ashes.
Fortunately, it was in the wilderness and there were no human traces.
Tang Hao's body was overwhelmed, and all his injuries had exploded due to the collision of forces.
Life is like firewood, gradually burning out.
"Don't even think about winning!"
He just spat out these four words with wide eyes and was hit by the god's death light.
The last protective soul power was extinguished in an instant, and he could no longer say a word.
The power of the 100,000-year-old soul ring explosion ring has been completely exhausted by this point. The death power of death has entered his body. Tang Hao's fire of life has weakened to the extreme in an instant, and he is no longer able to resist.
The last ray of crimson light disappeared into the void, and the mouse let out a desperate cry and died under the divine skill of death.
The body was annihilated and turned into ashes, and the soul was imbued with the divine power of death. Facing the suction force from the realm of the dead, it was unable to resist and was sucked into it, entering the process of transforming the dead.
The battle was temporarily over, and Fang Ling quickly cleaned up the battlefield.
He casually picked up the six soul bones scattered among the ashes and stuffed them into Tang Hao's soul. He paused the transformation process of the undead.
The domain is immediately closed as soon as it is released, and the most polluted power of death in the surrounding area is immediately withdrawn.
The martial soul is in good condition. Although there are cracks, there are no broken blades like last time.
With light flashing in his eyes, Fang Ling looked around.
Tang Xiao ran away with Tang San, but did they think they could escape?
Tang Hao didn't buy them much time.
Fang Ling calmly connected to the necromantic computing power, and his spatial perception was fully activated.
All the surrounding information was imprinted in his mind. Through the analysis of the huge amount of information and the twisted and fallen trees, the direction of the two people's escape was found almost instantly.
Tang Xiao ran quite fast.
Fang Ling raised his brows slightly, activated the flying soul skill from the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, and turned into a gray-gold stream of light and chased after him at high speed.
At this moment, Tang Xiao held Tang San in his hands and was running away at top speed.
He could sense the annihilating power of death, and almost instantly overwhelmed the violent force emitted by Hao Di's hundred thousand year old ring explosion.
What level of power is this?
Unprecedented panic emerged, and my heart was extremely frightened.
Apart from running away, Tang Xiao could not think of any other way to survive.
Even though the crazily surging soul power made his meridians sting, he didn't dare to slow down even one cent.
He was just afraid that he would be caught up and live up to Tang Hao's hopes.
In Tang Xiao's arms, Tang San touched his soul guide, thinking of the Great Sumeru Hammer and Haotian Nine Jue that his father had given him before, he was filled with grief for a moment.
Even if I instinctively fear the gray-gold power, I secretly swear to God:
"Father! If I can escape this time, when I succeed in my practice, I will definitely kill Fang Ling and avenge you!"
The idea is great, but the only requirement is to run away.
The fierce whistling of the wind suddenly reached the ears of the two of them, and a gray-gold lightning caught up with Tang Xiao's horrifying eyes.
A sharp shout made him tremble: "Where are you running!"
How could Tang Xiao be as fast as Fang Lingfei?
With long gray-blond hair flying, he landed in front of the two of them, holding the Death Scythe in his hand, and stared at the two of them with eyes as if they were dead.
"Brother Hao is dead?" Tang Xiao looked sad.
"Don't worry, I'll send you to accompany him right away." Fang Ling said calmly.
"Do we have to kill them all?" Tang Xiao still wanted to struggle.
Stupid question, even asking this after someone has come to kill people and seize their bones.
Fang Ling just sneered and said sarcastically:
"Tang Hao has a 100,000-year-old soul ring to explode, and his strength is incredible, but you don't have one. How are you going to die?"
"It's you who should die!" Tang San said angrily.
He didn't know where the strength came from, and courage came into his heart. He broke away from Tang Xiao's arms and summoned the martial spirit.
The Clear Sky Hammer was flashing with a dazzling dark red golden light, and the murderous intent was so fierce that it seemed to want to kill all the people.
It actually gave Fang Ling a very dangerous feeling.
(End of chapter)