Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

"Reckless, but with a sense of righteousness in dying for his family and country, this Wu Hao is definitely not what they say. A hot-blooded man is jealous. Also, if he is not jealous, he is a mediocre man. This boy is hot-blooded and excellent, and it must be rumored by others. "

Kong Chen silently placed Wu Hao's image in his heart as a gentleman who serves the country and the people.

The breeze flows, and people follow the breeze to the demon camp, sharing the pressure for Wu Hao.

"Brother Wu, be careful. There are so many demons gathering here. There are big problems with this move. It's not advisable to go deep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hao had already returned. After being smashed back, his body plowed a deep trench on the ground, ending at Kong Chen's feet.

"My cultivation level is too high. I can't fight this battle. Inform my brothers to withdraw!"

Wu Hao spat out the blood in his mouth. He was no longer as cool as before, his hair was unkempt, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Kong Chen waved his hands continuously and kept saying the sage's words. The breeze turned into a hurricane, forming multiple layers of protection. The true meaning of each word in the long river took on thousands of shapes, rushing into the enemy's camp to resist the demon.

Wu Hao was extremely envious of these two hands. He stood up and started studying quietly. He had the idea of ​​switching to Confucianism when he watched Kong Fang fight before. Today, when he saw Kong Chen's fight, his thoughts deepened.

Others fight, and after the fight, they are calm and relaxed, and their clothes are clean, but when I look back at myself, it's hard to describe.

The chilling aura in the air became thicker and thicker, leaving little time for him to sigh. Wu Hao quickly flipped his fingers and divined the auras of the bear demon and snake demon obtained in the previous battle.

A hexagram that puzzled him: these two demons will suffer a bloody disaster today.

He stared blankly at the two demons who were laughing at him in the demon camp, and gave a meaningful smile. Above his eyes, he said silently: "You will suffer a bloody disaster today, don't blame me for not telling you."

But he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Oh no, the demon knows strategy, this battle will be difficult."

"boom"

The ground was very hurt, and when Wu Hao stepped hard, there was another big hole.

Wu Hao's body rushed into the enemy group again. Since the monsters on the opposite side were in danger of bloodshed, then his side must be the victorious side. As for how to win, who knows, it is only God's will, just be yourself.

He specializes in picking tall monsters to fight with, and he can train his body and feel the attack methods of various monsters. If Sangou is still in the peak Mahayana realm, he will do things that cannot be done in the God Transformation realm first, and then he will do it later. I don’t know when the opportunity will come.

The five elements and the star wheel cooperated tacitly, and could always escape when the enemy formed an encirclement and prepared a formation. The demon camp was turned into a mess by Wu Hao, screaming and roaring.

Not far from the battlefield in the Withered Fetus Realm (the realm of the undead), a mobile city stands on top of huge withered bones. The withered bones are the remains of an unknown creature. The aura of death is rich, and the main spine exceeds a hundred feet. The connected skeletons look like Like the back of a tortoise, it is extremely broad.

The withered bones exuded terrifying coercion. This skeleton alone was filled with the aura of no less than a seventh-level monster. The rich evil death energy rushed out and filled the world.

The city is not too big and has all the buildings. It is integrated into the pressure of the bones and dominates the surrounding areas.

In the city at this moment, dozens of demons and demons gathered together, paying little attention to the battle between Wu Hao and Kong Chen, as if the battle ahead was not the main battlefield.

The atmosphere in the hall was depressing, and powerful visions appeared one after another.

"Wait a minute, how long do you want to wait?"

A ghost dragon whose head was shattered shouted loudly. Its head was held in its hand and refined into a magic weapon of its own. It will never come out until it breaks out of hell. This head is talking about its own head. It is now It has only a huge body, like a long snake, and it is called Yaoshou.

"What Wushou said is absolutely true. Before the monk wakes up, we must seize the time. It is about the two cities and my two sticks. Break out of the hell ban first, and we will talk about the division of land later. The nights are long and there are many dreams. Don't wait. ”

This primate demon has a certain demeanor of a great sage. He steps on a long stick to "open the sky" and holds a long stick to "open the earth". He moves it back and forth and follows Yaoshou's words.

Yaoshou did not argue with this long-limbed monster about his name. They were all pseudonyms, and he could play with them as he pleased.

A few old ghosts who were familiar with each other communicated with each other in their hearts, while many more used the topic of the two demons to argue and make noises.

"Yeah!" A long-sounding shout came out, and the scene became quiet. Even the old ghosts calmly looked at the huge skeleton sitting high in the center. The skeleton was complete and thunder and lightning continued to emit. , put both hands on the long sword that was leaning on the ground, and rubbed the black long sword with his hand bones from time to time.

This sword should be a tool to ward off evil spirits. It is completely black and constantly emitting thunder and lightning. When the bones of the hand come into contact with the thunder and lightning, electric sparks will burst out from time to time.

This was supposed to be an extremely restrained object for demons and ghosts, but it was actually made into a sword by a skeleton. It was also played with from time to time. All things are mutually reinforcing, but it is useless on this jade skeleton.

The ghost in the ghost body is far away from the skeleton holding the sword, and is very resistant to the sword. By the way, the skeleton holding the sword is also afraid of it.

"Mr. Da, please tell me how to do it. We will listen to you."

An old ghost said from afar, still not daring to step forward, looking at the ten thousand-year-old lightning-struck wooden sword with disgust. Regarding this divine thought that escaped from the Eighteen Cities of Hell, all the demons and demons had already guessed that it should be someone from below. One of the three corpses of a big boss.

"The Confucian saint has not taken action, so why are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry to die, there is no need to discuss the context, I can send you there now!"

His empty eyes glanced left and right, looking at the monkey-shaped demon who couldn't stop like an ape and asked: "Are you in a hurry?"

Hou Yan jumped up with his stick, and without giving any face, he laughed loudly: "You really think you are the uncle! You have to plan this and that even if there is a fight. I guess you just don't want your real body to come out and fight with you." It's the boss's position.

You hold a broken sword every day, and you pretend to play attribute conflict. Those dead ghosts are afraid of you, but I am not.

If you want to fight quickly and divide the territory, I won't want to see you. "

Mr. Da made a "haha" sound, and the skeleton's expression could not be seen, but the momentum changed. The ten thousand-year-old lightning-struck wooden sword burst out with huge power, suppressing the ghosts on the scene into discomfort.Black sword light burst out from all directions, breaking out of the city's confinement and dividing the space.

Before the sword comes out, the space is in chaos.

Hou Yan, who was both stepping on and holding the stick, sneered, "Stop pretending, you are one of the three corpses. Even if you come in person, it is not yet determined whether you are so good at boasting. I think you just want to follow that Confucian saints fight for a long life, or else I was right, and I don’t want you to come out in person to compete with you for the position of boss."

Mr. Da restrained his sword intention and held the sword with both hands. He just stood up and looked at Hou Yan with his empty eyes.