Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh clean up
Roar! Roar! Roar!
A loud roar came from the mouth of the Black Hawk, and an extremely powerful aura emanated from the Black Hawk.
The black eagle, whose body was traumatized, had magic power surged in amid the roar, and a shaking wings, and a storm of wind formed out of thin air, involving more than ten cultivators of the Jingdan stage, including Zhao Hu, and forced more than ten cultivators of the Jingdan stage to deal with the fierce wind's strangulation power.
Immediately afterwards, the Black Eagle's body moved and turned into a black lightning, disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of Wang Xiaohu. His sharp claws flashed with cold light, and they passed through the void like lightning, and grabbed Wang Xiaohu's body fiercely.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The black eagle's extremely sharp claws, with terrifying power, grabbed Wang Xiaohu's body, but was blocked by the Qilin armor outside Wang Xiaohu's body, making a crisp sound of metal collision, arousing dazzling sparks.
Wang Xiaohu, who was hit by the sharp claws of the Black Hawk, had a cold light flashed in his eyes. With a roar, the magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flying sword shot out of it flashed through the void like lightning and returned. With sharp edge and terrifying power, it slashed hard on the Black Hawk's body, leaving a deep wound on the Black Hawk's body, and streams of red blood kept flowing out of the wound.
Seeing Wang Xiaohu being attacked by the Black Hawk, Zhao Hu's face changed slightly, for fear that Wang Xiaohu would be killed by the Black Hawk. Without any hesitation or hesitation, the magic power in his body surged rapidly, and the flying sword shot out was radiant, with sharp edge and terrifying power, it slashed through the void like lightning, and slashed hard on the Black Hawk's body, leaving a huge wound on the Black Hawk's body, and countless blood flying swords.
At the same time, Zhou Shan and other monks in the Killing Stage of the Dan stage saw Wang Xiaohu being attacked by the Black Hawk, fearing that Wang Xiaohu would be killed by the Black Hawk, and they could not go to the ancient tomb to explore. They all roared and used sharp means. The spiritual weapons, with terrifying power, bombarded the Black Hawk hard.
More than ten cultivators in the Jiedan stage had a full blow, and more than ten spiritual weapons fell on the Black Hawk one after another, causing the Black Hawk to suffer severe damage in an instant. It made a wailing sound, and countless wounds appeared all over his body. The red blood kept flowing out of the wound, dyeing the whole body, making its black feathers turn red.
"Everyone attacks and kill this Black Hawk!"
Seeing that the Black Hawk was severely injured, Wang Xiaohu did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He roared, and the magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flying sword shone brightly, and with terrifying power, he slashed towards the Black Hawk.
At the same time, the monks such as Zhao Hu and Zhou Shan also roared, and the spiritual weapons, with terrifying power, passed through the void like lightning and bombarded the Black Hawk's body.
The fierce attacks of more than ten spiritual weapons instantly submerged the black eagle, causing it to make a shrill scream, falling weakly towards the bottom.
Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in Wang Xiaohu's eyes, and the magic power in his body surged rapidly. His body moved and disappeared from the spot, appearing beside the Black Hawk. The flying sword returned to his palm, and with the wave of his arm, he slashed towards the Black Hawk's head.
Bang! Accompanied by a crisp metal collision, the flying sword in Wang Xiaohu's hand was sharp
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The sharp edge fell heavily on the Black Hawk's head, directly slashing the Black Hawk's head, causing it to lose the breath of life.
After killing the Black Hawk, Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and put the Black Hawk's body into the space ring.
Seeing Wang Xiaohu's movements, a strange color flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes. He said nothing, but just moved his body and disappeared from the spot and returned to the bronze ship.
At this moment, Zhao Hu would not have had a conflict with Wang Xiaohu about a black eagle corpse in the Nascent Soul stage.
Although Zhou Shan and other monks in the Jiedan stage had a little thought about the corpse of the black eagle in the Nascent Soul stage, they were unwilling to return to the bronze ship without saying a word because the corpse of a Nascent Soul stage monster had a conflict with Wang Xiaohu.
Wang Xiaohu saw that everyone was returning to the bronze ship, and no one asked him for the black eagle's corpse. A faint smile appeared on his face, and flew back to the bronze ship, driving the bronze ship toward the place where the ancient tomb was located.
Zhao Hu and others were lucky for the next thousands of miles away. They did not encounter monsters or demon cultivators, and successfully reached a mountain thousands of miles away from the demon branch.
"The ancient tomb is in this mountain, you all come out!"
Driving the bronze ship, he slowly landed a thousand meters above the mountain. Looking at the lush and towering mountains below, Wang Xiaohu showed a hint of expectation on his face and said to more than ten Jingdan-stage monks in the bronze ship.
Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, more than ten cultivators in the Jingdan stage showed expectations and excitement on their faces, and they all came out of the bronze ship and quietly hanged in a height of 1,000 meters.
When everyone came out of the bronze ship, Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and the bronze ship shrank rapidly and was taken into the space ring.
"Everyone come with me and don't fall behind!"
After putting away the bronze ship, Wang Xiaohu glanced at everyone, then moved his body, turned into a afterimage, disappeared from the spot, and shot towards the lush mountains below.
The mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers, with towering ancient trees and countless peaks rising and falling. It is very difficult to find someone inside. Therefore, as soon as Wang Xiaohu entered the lush mountains, Zhao Hu and other monks moved, turning into afterimages, following Wang Xiaohu and entering the mountains.
As soon as Wang Xiaohu entered the mountains, he was like a flexible ape, dodging towering trees, avoiding monsters with powerful auras, and galloping towards the depths of the mountains.
Zhao Hu saw Wang Xiaohu flying in the mountains continuously low altitude, crossing the peaks, galloping straight towards the depths of the mountains, secretly raised his vigilance, followed closely behind Wang Xiaohu, galloping towards the depths of the mountains.
Under the leadership of Wang Xiaohu, everyone flew low in the mountains for more than two hours, crossed dozens of mountains, and passed dozens of canyons before successfully reaching a huge waterfall.
"Did you see that pool? The ancient tomb is inside the pool!"
After landing next to the waterfall, Wang Xiaohu stretched out his finger and pointed to the pool under the waterfall, which was a thousand meters in radius, with a clear water quality, and said with a calm expression on his face.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Zhao Hu immediately turned his eyes to the pool and found that the pool was not large in size, only a radius of 1,000 meters. The water quality of the pool was very clear, and golden small fish about inch long were wandering around the pool.
"Did you see the golden fish in the pool? Let me tell you, those golden fish are the first obstacle for us to enter the ancient tomb. These golden fish have sharp mouths and are very large in number, which poses a great threat to us. If we want to enter the ancient tomb, the first step is to clean up the golden fish in the pool!"
When Zhao Hu and other monks turned their eyes to the pool, Wang Xiaohu pointed at the golden fish about an inch long in the pool and said with a serious look on his face.
While speaking, Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and a big stone beside him flew up and fell into the clear pool, splashing many splashes of water, countless golden fish rushed towards the direction of the big stone like a tide.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of golden fish about inches long gathered next to the big stone. Countless sharp fish mouths hit the big stone hard, leaving small holes on the big stone, causing the big stone to shrink quickly, turn into countless pieces, and be swallowed by the golden fish.
Seeing the movements of the golden fish in the pool, Zhao Hu's face changed slightly, and he said intimately that the golden fish was so terrifying, and began to evaluate the combat effectiveness of the golden fish and the threat of the golden fish to him.
Soon, Zhao Hu discovered that although there were many golden fishes and their mouths were sharp, they could not pose too much threat to him. He could rush out of the pool at any time and escape from the attack range of the golden fish.
"Everyone, these golden fish are too numerous. Although they cannot pose a fatal threat to us, when we dive into the bottom of the water to find a way to open the ancient tomb, it will pose a great threat to us. If we don't clean it up, we will not be able to concentrate on finding ways to open the ancient tomb! Therefore, the first thing we do before entering the ancient tomb is to clean up these golden fish!"
When the big stone was destroyed and swallowed into the belly by the golden fish, Wang Xiaohu said to everyone with a serious look on his face.
"Since that's the case, then let's clean up these golden fish first!"
As soon as Wang Xiaohu's voice fell, Zhao Hu nodded softly and said.
After saying that, Zhao Hu moved his body and jumped into the pool, splashing a lot of water.
Immediately afterwards, countless golden swimming fish were seen gushing out from every corner of the pool, rushing towards Zhao Hu's body, trying to pierce Zhao Hu's body with his sharp mouth.
However, Zhao Hu had a protective cover outside his body. The sharp mouths of those swimming fish were unable to break the protective cover at all, and they could only allow the energy of the protective cover to pass away rapidly.
After taking a look at the dense golden ocean of golden swimming fish, Zhao Hu showed a faint smile on his lips, and he shouted lightly. The magic power in his body was rapidly circulating, and the Wood Fire God Technique was activated. A tough vine appeared in the pool and grew rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the tough vines grew to a length of 100 meters. Countless branches stretched out from the vines, and with sharp barbs, they pierced into the bodies of golden swimming fish, ruthlessly hunting them.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!