Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King was very confident, despising everyone present, and his eyes revealed incomparable confidence.

He is different from everyone present.

In this ruin of the forbidden spirit, he can be said to be like a fish in water.

Not only did he get a lot of treasures from heaven, material and earth, but he also repaired his own Excalibur.

It is also because of the uniqueness of the spirit body, its sensitivity to energy, absorbing and transforming the unique vitality of this world, and finding a different way to use it from the natives to replace the sealed aura.

Although there are some discounts in strength, compared with others, it is simply a world of difference.

This is where the Crooked Mouth Spirit King is confident.

He even thought that even if God of War was here at this moment, he would have nothing to fear.

"Your death time has come, and God of War can't keep you, as I said."

"However, if you can hand over your sword spirit, maybe I can show mercy and give you a happy time."

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King licked his lips leeryly, his eyes full of desire.

During the last Sword Discussion Conference, Zhang Hao condensed his own sword spirit according to the spell he made up, which surprised him greatly.

And Zhang Hao's sword spirit quality is very pure, even comparable to him.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King fell in love with him at first sight, and never forgot about him.

Sword spirit?

Zhang Hao was taken aback for a moment.

He suddenly remembered.

Oh~~
That weirdo?
It turns out that I still have a sword spirit!
Really, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me.

Zhang Hao hated humming monsters the most, so after he condensed the sword spirit last time, he never summoned her again.

He took out his rusty sword.

"Come out!"

"Whoa!"

The Rusty Sword trembled for a while, emitting a blue light.

"Beeeeeeeeee~~"

"Master, you are so annoying, I am not a monster, I am a sword spirit."

Jian Ling Ruo Ruo's voice is very crisp.

Zhang Hao's scalp was numb.

"I, Zhang Hao, have a very high quality, and I have always loved the beauty of adults."

"Since you have feelings of admiration for my family, I will fulfill you."

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King frowned.

When did this person become so talkative?

Could it be that knowing that his death is imminent, he wants to use this as a condition to curry favor with me and beg me to let him live?
This is so naive.

Is my ancient spirit king a kind-hearted and soft-hearted person?
Zhang Hao changed his voice.

"I betrothed my sword spirit to you. It stands to reason that you are my junior."

"My nine-year compulsory education school, the most important thing is to respect teachers, respect the old and love the young."

"As Ruo Ruo's master, it's not too much for you to call me Dad?"

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King's eyes widened sharply.

"you wanna die!"

"Chop him up for me!"

"Everyone present counts as one, and they all die!"

Swipe!

A group of demon cultivators stepped forward one after another, with a huge murderous aura on their bodies.

The organs they had lost were replaced by spirit cubs, exuding a strange blue light.

This is the core of magic repair.

These spirit cubs that replace organs are the root of the reason why they can use supernatural powers in this forbidden spirit ruins.

The spirit cub communicates with the vitality of the heavens and the earth, absorbs and transforms it and transmits it to the host.

Judging by the situation, this will be a one-sided massacre.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath. The opponent was numerous and powerful, and there was also a crooked mouth spirit king who didn't know how deep he was watching the battle behind him.

"So, it's a bit tricky."

"But... so what, the successor of the nine-year compulsory education, never afraid of challenges!"

"The spiritual inheritance of the nine-year compulsory education is passed down from generation to generation, and it is a giant composed of the flesh and blood of countless ancestors."

"You think Zhang Hao is the only one you want to defeat?"

"Ridiculous, naive!"

"I! Zhang Hao! The successor of the nine-year compulsory education! At this moment, there are thousands of troops!"

"The heroic spirit of the ancestors, stay with me!"

"Open your eyes wide and see what you are facing!"

Zhang Hao just finished speaking.

A devastating spiritual pressure came out.

this moment.

Even Zhang Tianhan in the corner changed color upon hearing the words.

"This spirit...is terrifying!"

"It seems that tens of millions of different spirits have been fused together."

"how can that be……"

"People's spirits are different and cannot be integrated together at all, let alone these tens of millions of spirits."

Everyone couldn't help but want to bow down.

Zhang Hao's figure was extremely tall in the eyes of everyone.

Although there is no change in height, he looks like a giant soaring into the sky.

He was obviously standing there alone, but it made people feel that there were countless people standing beside him.

This sudden change made the murderous demon cultivators stop in their tracks, not daring to take another step forward.

They fear.

It seems that as long as you move, you will be drowned by countless people spitting.

They looked at each other.

but……

There is only Zhang Hao in front of him.

Where did this feeling come from?

Zhang Hao smiled.

"Surrender!"

"Frankness is lenient, resistance is strict."

"You... have been surrounded by me!"

A lonely young man said to a group of vicious demon cultivators that you are surrounded by me...

Surprising.

Incredibly weird.

However, the demon cultivators were sweating profusely, and they really felt surrounded.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King is unbelievable.

"impossible!"

"This must be some kind of brilliant illusion!"

"All of this is fake, it's just pretending to be a ghost, don't be scared by yourself, fuck me!"

The organs transformed from the spirit cubs on the demon cultivators flashed intense blue light, reminding them to obey the orders of the crooked mouth spirit king.

"kill!"

"Chop him!"

Zhang Hao shook his head.

"Understood."

"I passed on nine years of compulsory education, and never bullied the few with more."

"I'll give you a fair fight!"

"Please... seniors come to me!"

Sudden.

A blue light fell from the sky.

He went straight to the head of Senior Brother Mao in a daze.

puff!
Senior Brother Dumao trembled like an electric shock.

When he opened his eyes again.

The temperament of the whole person changed drastically, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

"I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"How dare you dare me to be a descendant of the Han family!"

With domineering eyes, Zhao Zilong picked up a wooden stick from the ground and carried a gun with it.

He looked at Moxiu with disdain in his eyes.

"This body is too weak!"

"It can only be used to make do with it."

"But it's more than enough to deal with you."

"Come on together, I'm in a hurry."

Brother Dumao lightly waved the wooden stick in his hand.

A little cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

The eyes of the demon cultivators flickered.

There was a tingling pain all over my body.

They lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Brother Dumbao shook his head.

"Weaker than I thought."

The crooked mouth spirit king was shocked when he saw this.

What happened to this bald man!
It actually made him feel that he was not an opponent at all.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King was terrified.

However, something unexpected happened.

Brother Dumbao didn't even look at him.

Instead, he raised the wooden stick in his hand and pointed it at an unremarkable young man in the corner.

"You are interesting."

"A fight?"