Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“If I want to kill you, the price will be relatively high. Do you really think I can’t kill you?” Wan Devilzi laughed angrily.

“Stop talking nonsense and die!”

Ye Hao shouted violently, withdrew the God-killing Spear, and his whole body turned into a golden light and rushed towards the devils. All the 840 million particles in his body turned into an eternal prison. In the prison, there were endless creatures like gods and demons roaring. All the energy and blood boiled.

In the blink of an eye, the energy and blood in Ye Hao’s body vibrated and reversed four times according to a special rhythm. The aura exuding from his body surged sixteen times, and all the strength of his body was gathered into his fists. The fists bloomed with a sky-reaching fist light, domineering. Unrivaled blast towards all devils.

Nine turns of the Immortal Immortal Fist, the fourth turn!

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and the devil is a Taoist disciple of a great emperor. Naturally, Ye Hao did not dare to be careless and used the Nine-turn Immortal Fist again.

Wan Devilzi’s face changed slightly, and a demon sword exuding the power of Shinto rules rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and headed towards Ye Hao to kill him.

Just when the demon sword was about to touch Ye Hao, Wan Demon Zi shouted: “Explode!”

“boom!”

The magic sword suddenly exploded, and the terrifying air flow swept across the wilderness.

Ye Hao did not dodge or dodge, his fists bloomed with a sky-reaching fist light, powerfully and domineeringly smashing the waves of the explosion in front of him, and continued to blast towards the Ten Thousand Devils.

The divine weapon self-destructed, and although it consumed most of the power of Ye Hao’s fists, it still failed to stop Ye Hao.

“If the tiger doesn’t show its power, you think I’m a sick cat!”

Wan Demon Zi shouted angrily, summoned the infinite demonic energy to fill his body again, condensed the immortal demonic body, and used the ultimate demonic killing fist to face Ye Hao.

“Boom!”

The heaven and earth roared, the void collapsed, brilliant light shone in the sky, and the domineering fist intention mixed with the deep demonic intention raged endlessly between the heaven and the earth.

The devil flew back upside down, his face pale, his aura scattered and uncertain, and his eyes filled with aggrievedness.

This time, an artifact self-destructed and consumed most of Ye Hao’s strength. He still failed to receive Ye Hao’s domineering punch. Although his arms were not shattered this time, he was still seriously injured.

However, Ye Hao was not affected at all. He turned into a golden light and continued to chase the devils.

“Thousands of demons’ blood sacrifice, canonizing gods and killing immortals!”

The devils shouted low, raised their hands and waved out the black and red formation flags with deep demonic meaning, which instantly turned into a large formation that covered the sky and the sun. The rich and pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the black and red mist covered the entire place. A piece of sky sealed Ye Hao inside.

Ye Hao suddenly fell into a vast sea of ​​blood. The top, bottom, left and right were filled with extremely rich and stinking blood. From time to time, demonic shadows condensed out of the sea of ​​blood, overwhelmingly attacking Ye Hao.

Ye Hao clenched his palm into a fist and punched out with force. Six real and illusory ancient worlds rolled around his fist, easily crushing all the incoming demonic figures.

Each of the demonic figures in this formation has the strength of the Lord Realm, but they seem to be endless. No matter how many Ye Hao kills, more demonic figures will appear, each one powerful. They surrounded and killed Ye Hao without fear of death.

The Ten Thousand Devils breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the Ten Thousand Demons Blood Sacrifice Formation with a cruel and bloodthirsty tone, saying in a cold and cold tone: “Although this Ten Thousand Demons Blood Sacrifice Formation is not a holy formation, it is enough to trap and kill any god! The power of your magic gun is indeed not weak, but with your cultivation level, you absolutely cannot use it multiple times! Even if it is consumed, this formation is enough to consume you to death!”

Ye Hao had already killed nearly a hundred demonic figures in a row, and understood that what Wanmozizi said was indeed true. After raising his hand to kill several demonic figures, he turned his hand and a delicate white jade bottle appeared in his palm.

Ye Hao pulled off the cap of the bottle, poured it into his mouth, and a strong life essence filled the air.

Fountain of life!

Suddenly, Ye Hao’s energy returned to its peak state, the lead was washed away, and his Taoist mind returned to clarity.

The Spring of Life can not only heal injuries, but also wash away the karma of sins with just one drop. After Ye Hao took the Spring of Life, the influence of the God-killing Spear on him completely disappeared!

“Whoosh!”

The next quarter of an hour, the God-killing Spear rushed out of Ye Hao’s wheel sea.

The demonic shadows all over the sky suddenly seemed to have seen their ancestors. Each one of them uncontrollably shattered into pieces between the sky and the earth, turning into streams of pure power that gathered into the God-killing Spear.

In the blink of an eye, the smelly sea of ​​blood in the sky was cleared away.

“Kakaka…”

One by one, the formation flags shattered between the sky and the earth, turning into pieces of scrap iron and rags and falling into the sky.

The demonic intent and murderous aura exuding from the God-killing Spear became even stronger, and it brought out a jet-black demonic light and attacked and killed all the devils.

“You can actually still use this magic gun?”

Wan Devil Zi’s face changed drastically, and he quickly pinched out the ancient magic seal with his hands.

Blood holes suddenly exploded all over the body, and the original blood of the immortal demonic body flowed into the bone throne at his feet.

“Buzz!”

The Throne of Bones made a low buzzing sound, exuding a stream of deep and vast holy power of the rules of magic. An ancient demonic figure wearing a crown appeared on the Throne of Bones, with a blurry face, and raised his hand to greet the God-killing Spear. passed.

The Bone Throne of Ten Thousand Devils is a magic holy weapon!

He used the power of his blood to revive the gods in the holy weapon, fully stimulating the power of the holy weapon, and faced Ye Hao’s god-killing spear with all his strength.

“Boom!”

There was a deafening roar in the sky and the earth. The ancient demonic shadow on the Throne of Bones only persisted for a moment before it collapsed in the world. The monstrous demonic power of the Throne of Bones was completely defeated and fell silent again.

Blocked by the Throne of Bones, the power of the God-killing Spear was exhausted, and it also fell silent.

“Wow!”

The Demon King opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He consumed a large amount of blood power to forcibly activate the Bone Throne, but was defeated by the God-killing Spear. He suffered extremely severe backlash on the spot. His aura was scattered and uncertain, and his face was as white as paper, and he was close to running out of oil. The lamp is dry.

At this moment, the 840 million particles in Ye Hao’s body were trembling together, and he exuded a majestic aura of being the only one in the world. He raised his hand and slapped the demon devil, and a golden palm print left his hand. When he came out, he was in front of all the devils in an instant.

Wan Devil Zi’s face changed drastically, and a magic sword of divine weapon level rushed out from his eyebrows, intending to self-destruct to stop him.

However, before the magic knife could explode, it was slapped away by the palm print.

The speed of Jin Cancan’s palm print did not slow down, and it landed forcefully on the body of Wan Demon Zi.

“boom!”

A deafening roar resounded throughout the sky, and the bodies of the demons exploded uncontrollably into blood mist, and were crushed into nothingness by the golden palm prints. Not even a trace of the true spirit could escape.

Tens of thousands of devils backed by the Ancient Demon Palace, slaughtered over 100 million creatures, and their hands were stained with blood, but they finally fell into the hands of Ye Hao.