"This... what level of magic weapon is this? It actually has such a powerful power!"

The young demon cultivator's face turned pale, and for the first time there was a strong solemnity on his face, and there was a faint fear from the bottom of his heart.

As he spoke, his body retreated quickly, obviously shocked by the terrifying power that appeared on the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick at this moment.

However, the "passing through the cloud" technique contains the method of space. No matter how fast he hides, a black stick has appeared on his chest and stabbed it hard in his chest.

The sword in the young demon cultivator's hand was already crossed on his chest, and it happened to drip on the tip of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the young demon cultivator's body suddenly burst and retreated, which was a little more than Huang Hao's previous steps.

"The top-grade golden immortal weapon cannot make up for our gap, but this mysterious immortal weapon can make up for it." Huang Hao held the stick in both hands, still maintaining the posture of making the stick, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Xuanxian weapon, how could you have a Xuanxian weapon!" As Huang Hao's words fell, the young demon cultivator shouted in horror.

At this moment, he no longer had the calmness and arrogance he had before.

Previously, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick had already shown its terrifying power. This black stick was enough to make up for the gap with his strength. Even the impact force Huang Hao showed at this moment was about to surpass him.

"How this mysterious immortal weapon came from is nothing to you!" Huang Hao said bluntly: "As long as you know, this mysterious immortal weapon is enough to let me kill you!"

While speaking, Huang Hao continued to take off the stick.

"Qianjun!"

"Earth crack!"

"Dragon Thunder!"

"Shadowless!"

...

In an instant, the Hunyuan Ruyi stick was like a spirit snake in Huang Hao's hand, dancing in dazzling eyes, and every attack seemed tricky and powerful.

The young demon cultivator had a calm face and waved the flying sword in his hand, colliding with Huang Hao's Hunyuan Ruyi Stick.

The sound of collision was like the sound of iron thundering coming from the blacksmith shop. It was deafening.

Fortunately, there was no one around here, so no one heard these sounds except the two sides in the battle.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that many people's eardrums would be shaken on the spot!

Amid the deafening sounds, the young demon cultivator's body kept retreating.

Huang Hao's every blow made his body take a step back, and at the same time, he also made his hand holding the flying sword sink a little.

Finally, he retreated to the rock wall of the cave.

Finally, he had no choice but to retreat!

Another stick came towards him like a pillar of heaven collapsed.

Looking at the stick, a sense of horror appeared on the young demon cultivator's face.

However, there was only horror, not a trace of tension or despair.

"I really didn't expect that I was forced to this point by a guy like you, a middle-stage Golden Immortal. "The young demon cultivator suddenly spoke, "Do you think my strength is just that? The reason why I am called the most genius figure on the Seventy-Two Demon Islands is not because of my realm, nor because of my birth, but because of... my bloodline!"

His speech was fatal, and an extremely violent blood force suddenly rose from the young demon cultivator.

This bloodline power was filled with violent aura, as if it was an ancient dragon, awakening from its deep sleep.

"Ao—"

The young demon cultivator opened his mouth and made a dragon roar. At the same time, a pair of dragon horns suddenly appeared on his face, which was almost no different from humans. Then, a thin pattern appeared on his body.

The patterns kept flickering, and then turned into pieces of green dragon scales.

All these changes seem to take a lot of time, but in fact they are completed in just a moment.

At this moment, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick had already arrived three feet above his head.

"Taste the anger of the Dragon Clan." The young demon cultivator suddenly shouted angrily, and he suddenly waved his sword and bumped towards the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

"boom--"

With an unprecedented explosion, Huang Hao's body flew backwards at this moment, like a fallen leaf blown by the strong wind, flying out.

Huang Hao's body also hit the hard cave rock wall, causing the surrounding rocks to flicker down.

I don’t know what kind of rock the cave wall of the Ancestral Demon Cave is. Such a violent impact only knocked down a layer of stones.

However, because of the hard rock wall, Huang Hao was hit in this collision with a very strong impact, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The original one-sided situation suddenly reversed!

Huang Hao was injured. The blow just now shocked his internal organs and made him vomit blood. If his body had not been transformed by the Holy Flower of Cultivation and became extremely tough and powerful, this move alone would be enough to completely break up Huang Hao's body and even be hit and killed directly.

"Bang--"

In the distance, the young demon cultivator threw the flying sword in his hand to the ground without any concern, and said with a stern face: "Boy, you actually forced me to use the power of my Qinglong blood. Do you know that once I use this power of blood, it will take half a month to completely eliminate the sequelae?"

"However, in half a month, it would be better to exchange for a stick of the mysterious immortal weapon."

The young demon cultivator said as he walked towards Huang Hao. Every step he took, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground.

You should know that the rock walls in this cave are very hard, and the young demon cultivator can fall footprints one by one while walking, which absolutely requires extremely powerful strength.

The young demon cultivator came to Huang Hao three meters before standing, looking at Huang Hao with a mocking look: "The Xuanxian weapon still seems to be unable to narrow the gap between you and me. So, do you have any other support to stop me from killing you?"

Huang Hao looked at the young demon cultivator quietly, and at the playfulness in his eyes that was like a cat playing with a mouse, and couldn't help but smile: "Is it true that the higher the realm, the more nonsense you talk?"

"If you knock me away and rush over and continue the attack, I might be really going to be killed by you. But now, it is still unknown who will kill whom!"

The young man frowned, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Because at this moment, he clearly felt a terrifying force rising from Huang Hao's body. He clearly understood that this power was really the power of blood.

In just a moment, a red light like blood flowed and floated on Huang Hao's body, and the power fluctuations on Huang Hao's body also increased several times.

The power of the bloodline of the drought!

The nine turns of true essence!

The Nine Turns of True Energy, the Third Level!

After such a long time, on the way back to the Demon City after coming out of the deserted land, his nine-turn true energy finally went further and reached the third level.

The third level of true energy nine revolutions can increase the true energy power in the body three times in a short period of time.

Huang Hao has no true energy, only star power, but this true energy nine revolutions can still be used for star power.

The violent aura rose on Huang Hao's body, and the fighting spirit on Huang Hao's body became even more intense: "It's not you who have these trump cards!"

"You... what kind of blood power are you?" The young demon cultivator looked at Huang Hao in horror, feeling extremely regretful.

If he had known that Huang Hao still had such a trump card, he should have killed Huang Hao directly while he was blown away by his blow.

If Huang Hao was killed at that time, how could there be so many changes?

But, what's the use of regretting it now?

"Although your bloodline power is mysterious, it is absolutely no match for my forehead bloodline power!" he shouted.

"At least, our distance is close again. My Xuanxian weapon can make me beat you hard again." Huang Hao chuckled, and the Hunyuan Ruyi stick in his hand was already thrust out. With one move, it was thunderous.

He didn't understand why these masters liked to mock you so much before killing you, but in the end he gave himself a chance.

However, Huang Hao understood that he would never make such a mistake.

He either doesn't take action, and once he takes action, he will take action with all his strength.

The young demon cultivator shouted fiercely, swung his fist and was about to block it. Every inch of his skin on his arm was wrapped in green dragon scales, as if it was a layer of armor.

The defense of dragon scales is much stronger than armor. Because of this, the young demon cultivator has the courage to use his fists to defeat Huang Hao's mysterious immortal weapon.

"boom--"

The young demon cultivator frowned and couldn't help but take a step back.

Although he was not injured in his fist when he fought with the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick, he felt very painful, heart-wrenching pain.

His dragon scale defense was a little unaware of the trend of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick. Of course, just one stick could not be noticed.

However, one stick is not enough, there is also the second stick, the third stick, the fourth stick...

Huang Hao's attack was like a continuous tide, without interruption, stick after stick, and each stick was done with all his strength.

Without moves or skills, Huang Hao's stick is just the simplest smash! It's like a farmer waving a hoe to reclaim the land. This is such a simple move, which was done by Huang Hao again and again.

The young demon cultivator kept dodging and could not dodge, so he would wave his arms to fight. However, every time he waved his arms to fight, he would frown.

He was full of regret, regretting that he had just thrown the flying sword in his hand aside. If the flying sword was in his hand at this moment, how could he be forced to be so embarrassed?

Therefore, he wanted to find his flying sword.

But where is the flying sword?

The young demon cultivator looked at the place where he threw the flying sword just now, and couldn't help but brow. He saw that the flying sword had long disappeared.

In desperation, he could only take out a flying sword from the storage ring. However, this flying sword was just an ordinary medium-grade golden immortal weapon.

Not to mention that he is not as good as his top-grade Golden Immortal Flying Sword, even the previous flying sword is far inferior.

Therefore, when he was facing the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick at the level of Xuanxian Artifact, he was still at a disadvantage.

Even if he has great strength and leads the score, Huang Hao has the mysterious immortal weapon of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick, which is enough. Just like a burly man, he must have easily beaten a weak scholar, but when the weak scholar takes out a pistol from his arms, the situation is different.

The young demon cultivator finally became timid. At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​killing Huang Hao. His only purpose at this moment was to live.

So, he wants to escape!
Chapter completed!