Jueqing Peak is nine thousand feet high. One side is like a knife, and the wall stands thousands of feet tall. It is difficult for a bird to fly and is inaccessible. If Lin Hao wants to fight his way out of Jueqing Peak, he can completely fly through the air and rush out of the Baiyun Mountains directly to Haoyang City.

However, the forces that gathered at Jueqing Peak actually united and spent a lot of treasures to set up a large air-forbidden formation around the entire Jueqing Peak, and the only road was surrounded by monks, just waiting for Lin Hao's arrival.

At this time, Lin Hao came to the foot of Jueqing Peak and looked at the towering mountains with a calm expression. He could have sneaked into the top of Jueqing Peak quietly and then left quietly to fulfill his promise to Gu Yaoer, but now he is

Disdainful.

Lin Hao raised his legs and walked towards Jueqing Peak. His arrival was immediately recognized. Countless figures instantly appeared on the ancient road of Jueqing Peak, which is nine thousand feet high, and the road was densely packed.

"Get out of the way." Lin Hao shouted coldly, his powerful voice reverberating around the world, lingering and shaking the world.

The crowd in front of him looked stern and separated automatically, winding up to the top of Jueqing Peak. Lin Hao walked step by step towards the top of Jueqing Peak, surrounded by countless monks, watching in silence.

He walked slowly, not like he was coming to survive the catastrophe of life and death, as if thousands of monks were guarding him, waiting for him to reach the top of the mountain.

With a soft "ding" sound, Lin Hao finally stepped onto the top of Jueqing Peak. He turned his back to thousands of monks and looked at the magnificent scenery, feeling a sense of heroism.

"Mr.

Xing Lao did not answer immediately, as if he was evaluating the monks he saw along the way. After a while, he said: "A narrow escape from death."

"Okay! After a narrow escape, there is still life. Since there is hope of success, let's fight for it."

Take a deep breath.

Slowly stretching out his right hand, there was a sword clang, and a stone sword appeared in Lin Hao's hand!

Lin Hao, who was dressed in white robes, suddenly turned around. His eyes showed firmness and indifference. He glanced around, one by one. Wherever his eyes passed, the monks trembled and retreated in fear.

I just feel that those eyes are like the devil of the Nine Netherworld, the devil of hell, full of the breath of death.

The whole place was silent!

"Lin Hao, hand over the token! I'll spare your life!" As if he couldn't bear the terrible silence, a monk couldn't help shouting. With the first exit, people seemed to have recovered from the previous panic.

Recover.

"Lin Hao, if you don't hand over the token, you will definitely die miserably. Hand it over."

"That great fortune does not belong to you. That token was left to us by Miss Gu. You don't deserve it!"

"Hand over the token and get off the ruthless peak!"

Bursts of noisy shouts came from all directions.

Lin Hao squinted his eyes and felt the breath in his chest surge up. A violent breath rushed out from the depths of his soul. The blood lines on the stone sword gradually lit up, as if he felt the determination in his master.

With a clanging sound and murderous intent, it suddenly turned blood red, trembling, and impatiently wanting to kill the enemy and drink blood.

The red light grew stronger and stronger, and the anger in Lin Hao's heart also increased in vain. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to kill him!

"If you don't kill, you will die! If that's the case, then kill! What's the harm in killing everyone in the world?"

"roar!"

Lin Hao's eyes were blood red, and he looked up to the sky and roared, like thunder on the ground, exploding the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, murderous intent filled the world. In an instant, his whole body seemed to have become a netherworld, filled with an eerie and terrifying aura. All the insect beasts in Jueqing Peak sensed this terrifying murderous intent and fled in panic.

"I'll give you three breaths. If you don't want to be my enemy, get out of Jueqing Peak. I'll spare you the chance to die! After three breaths, I'll kill you without mercy!!" Lin Hao stood with his sword in hand and shouted loudly.

One person faces tens of thousands of monks and still raises his voice to spare others from death. How heroic is this! How domineering!

"He's crazy, let's go together and kill him! As for the token, we can discuss it soon!" One person yelled loudly, "If not, wouldn't the world laugh at us?"

The monks around him suddenly agreed, because they felt a shocking sense of crisis in Lin Hao. When he looked at him, they felt as if they had fallen into the abyss, the Nine Nether Hells, and the evil people screamed. Everyone immediately raised their swords and raised their swords in unison.

Kill Lin Hao.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

Lin Hao suddenly raised his head and shouted wildly, like a furious God of Thunder with boundless murderous intent, he slammed into thousands of monks. The stone sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights, like a river bursting its banks, breaking through the shackles and flowing thousands of miles away!

The sound of weapons breaking and the monks' screams resounded throughout the peak of Jueqing!

With one blow, just one blow, all the monks within a radius of a hundred feet were killed and cut in half. There were broken limbs and bones everywhere, and the gurgling blood had turned into a river!

Everyone quickly retreated a few feet, looking at the miserable scene on the top of the mountain in horror. Cold sweat broke out on their backs. They could not have imagined that Lin Hao, who was only a congenital monk in the past, would have such strength in less than two years. This talent is really terrifying and terrifying!

"He can only launch this attack to kill him. There are so many of us and we are afraid of him! Kill!" Greed eventually makes people crazy. Someone in the crowd shouted loudly. Everyone summoned the magic weapon, the light lit up, and the terrifying Yuan

The force fluctuations gathered into a storm and attacked.

"In that case." Lin Hao is not a murderer, but now he has done his best, "then let's kill him!"

"Drink!" With a loud shout, Lin Hao stomped his feet, and the corpses around him shook. They instantly turned into blood mist, pure energy, and warm currents poured into his body, pouring into the already hungry body.

The thirsty stone sword.

The stone sword unfolded, and the blood-colored light pillar suddenly appeared, like a giant dragon flying into the sky, thundering down, breaking everyone's attacks, rushing into the crowd with boundless evil energy, and creating a wave of blood in the crowd, bloody and beautiful

.

Without any hesitation, Lin Hao said nothing, like a bloody whirlwind, strangulating all obstacles that blocked him, killing all the way along the blood-stained stone road!

Human heads, severed arms, and stumps shot straight into the sky and flew into the air.

The blood sprayed like brilliant sparks, and among the thousands of monks on the entire mountain road, no one could stand a chance against Lin Hao.

With the support of the Devouring Mystery, and the magical effect of the Blood Sword to devour souls, Lin Hao seemed to be transformed into Shura, with the domineering and murderous intent to swallow mountains and rivers, maintaining a strong posture all the way, and killed.

"Belong to the Tiger Sect! Form a formation and attack together!"

Suddenly, an unusually powerful roar, obviously belonging to the Nirvana Master, resounded through Jueqing Peak. The crowd was suddenly startled, staring in horror at Lin Hao, who was covered in blood in the distance, and retreated in horror.

Some of the monks shouted loudly along with the Tao, making magic spells with their hands, connecting with their breaths, and condensed into a black tiger of a hundred feet in size, lying across the middle of the mountain road, blocking Lin Hao's way.

However.

The violent and murderous aura in Lin Hao's heart was already shocking, and the stone sword in his hand had long been impatient. He suddenly let out a loud roar, and without paying any attention to the attack of the monks on the side, he rose into the air and transformed into an ancient giant in mid-air. The stone sword in his hand rose in the wind.

"kill!"

Lin Hao suddenly landed in front of Black Tiger. He raised a fist the size of a millstone with his left hand and smashed it down. Black Tiger was in pain and roared repeatedly. The fangs in its mouth bit Lin Hao's shoulder crazily. A banging sound was heard.

A mouthful of fangs that could bite an ordinary Nirvana monk into pieces failed to break through Lin Hao's defense and could only leave blood marks on his shoulders.

Everyone was shocked!

"Today, the pinnacle of ruthlessness will fight against the world!"

Lin Hao roared wildly, held the blood sword in his right hand, and stabbed it hard into the head of the black tiger under him.

"Pfft", the black tiger with unparalleled defense faced the blood sword, and his defense was broken in an instant. The screams of the Tiger Sect monks came from inside. Lin Hao raised the corner of his mouth, took back his left hand, held the sword with both hands, "Chi la"

One stroke!

The blood spurted out like a fountain, and wherever the blood sword passed, it was bright red, and he actually divided the black tiger into two parts.

"roll!"

Lin Hao raised his right leg and kicked the black tiger's body hard. The huge force caused it to fly out like a cannonball and fall down the cliff. The roar of falling heavy objects and the horrified screams of the monks could be heard in the distance.

With a leap, Lin Hao transformed into a giant, holding a giant sword that held up the sky, sweeping across the world.

Every slash will bring up a series of blood flowers, and every stamp of his feet will tremble the entire mountain. He smiles and dances his sword, surrounded by flames, countless wind blades, and bright sword light, like the messenger of death, wherever he passes,

The demons retreated and all creatures fell to death!

Blood was flying everywhere, corpses were everywhere, Lin Hao was charging wildly, killing without restraint!

In this moment of effort, he actually rushed down a thousand feet, and wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river!

The monks who were standing in the distance and looking at this place gasped. Before they came, they heard that Lin Hao had killed Master Fujie with one move outside Zhuxian Town. They had overestimated his ability as much as possible, but when they saw

The sight of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with bleeding floating oars, is still shocking beyond measure!

"Is he a devil? He can always maintain such a high-intensity attack, and his body is so strong!" The group of old men with advanced cultivation, who seemed to be Nirvana masters, had gloomy faces, and one of them shouted angrily,

"If we don't take action, how long will it take?"

Before he finished speaking, mist suddenly appeared in front of the old man. A purple gold bell, brilliant and crystal clear, flew out from his hand and turned into the size of a small mountain. The carvings on it were revealed, and it turned out to be a gathering of stars all over the sky.

, with a majestic aura, suddenly enveloped Lin Hao below.

"Get out of here!"

Lin Hao raised his head and shouted, his eyes were like lightning. His long blood-stained hair was flying. He raised the stone sword in his hand and made a sudden stroke. The bloody sword energy rose into the sky, with enough sharpness to split the sky, and hit the purple gold bell directly.

superior.

Although the material of the purple gold bell is extremely precious, it is not the enemy of the blood sword that has drunk the souls of countless monks and has been released. The bell rolled back with a bang and was full of cracks.

With a "wow" sound, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood. With a horrified look on his face, he wanted to recall the Purple Gold Bell.

"broken!"

Just at this moment, Lin Hao started shouting again, the sound was like thunder. At the same time, he raised his left hand and grasped the void. The flaming wind in front of him condensed into a monstrous palm, pulling Bao Zhongsheng who was about to escape.

Replied, clenched his fist fiercely, and with a "bang" sound, the treasure bell shattered and exploded!
Chapter completed!