Chapter 1223 Ambush

"Hmph, don't even think about it. The number of your Tianlan Divine Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators is far inferior to mine in Guangyuan Realm. Why should we surrender? I want to learn from you your master's clever tricks!"

Zhang Haisheng raised his hand, and two fire dragons flew out, hitting Wang Hao directly!

But the fire dragon flew into the air, Zhang Haisheng felt a pain in his soul, his magic power stagnated, and the fire dragon dissipated instantly!

"Spiritual attack, are you Wang Hao?" Zhang Haisheng looked at Wang Hao in surprise.

"Yes, now that you know my name, do you want to continue fighting?" Wang Hao admitted directly,

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid," Zhang Haisheng took out a magic talisman, stuck it on his body, and then opened his mouth to spit it out.

A gleaming talisman pen flew out of his hand and made gestures towards the void.

Wang Hao checked his consciousness and found that the opponent's spirit was protected by a layer of faint halo. There was a burst of space fluctuations in the void above him, and a huge word "trapped" appeared and turned into A cage was covering him!

"Uncle Master, we are here to help you!"

There was a loud sound breaking through the air, and a strange golden oval light blade flew over, followed by two monks, one red and one blue. These two were both Yuanying Dzogchen monks and an elderly couple. The attack on the God Transformation failed, and there is not much life left!

Wang Hao casually waved a five-element divine thunder and hit the flying blade instantly.

The flying blade flew back, separated in the air, and turned out to be two long crescent-shaped knives.

"It's interesting, the combined attack technique. Taoist Xuancheng's combined attack technique requires the Divine Transformation Stage to be used. The opponent's technique only requires the Nascent Soul Stage, and the attack power is only a little weaker than the Divine Transformation Stage. It can be used as a reference!"

Wang Hao showed an interested look. The pair of magic weapons were also very strange. When he fired the Five Elements Divine Thunder, they did not suffer any damage. If they were ordinary spiritual treasures, they would be unusable even if they were not completely scrapped!

However, he didn't take the two Nascent Soul cultivators lightly. Zhang Haisheng was ignorant, so he just killed the monkey to scare the chicken and subdued the two Nascent Soul cultivators, so that he could safely obtain their kung fu and magic weapon refining methods.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao thought and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Haisheng and the two Nascent Soul cultivators were a little confused. They looked around and couldn't find any trace of Wang Hao!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a huge colorful sword that was ten thousand feet long fell from the sky and slashed towards Zhang Haisheng!

Zhang Haisheng was immediately horrified. He quickly drew a huge stone mountain in the air with a pen and ink. With a flash of inspiration, the stone mountain turned into reality and stood in front of him!

There was a loud rumble, the stone mountain was torn into pieces, and the Xinghuo Immortal Sword struck Zhang Haisheng. Zhang Haisheng's body exploded and disappeared!

A fire flashed hundreds of feet away, and Zhang Haisheng reappeared, unharmed!

Wang Hao also appeared in mid-air. He originally wanted to use some shocking means to make the two Nascent Soul monks surrender, but this Zhang Haisheng was quite capable and had very good escape skills, so he actually dodged him!

"Hmph, Wang Hao, this seat is not something you can control," he waved his pen again, and the "trapped" cage shone brightly and moved to Wang Hao's head in an instant, covering him inside!

The environment in front of Wang Hao suddenly changed, dark clouds drifted in the sky, and thunder poured down.

Wang Hao quickly used the Five Elements Divine Thunder to form a shield to block the thunder!

"Is it an illusion? No, it should be the painting made by that magic pen. The attacks here are all real!"

Wang Hao said calmly, not panicking at all. He could encounter two interesting treasures at one time. It was too late for him to be happy!

From the outside, Wang Hao seemed to be stunned and motionless. Zhang Haisheng and the couple launched attacks one after another, hitting Wang Hao!

But their attacks couldn't even break through the protective shield on Wang Hao's body!

Zhang Haisheng's face turned ugly. The pen in his hand was called the Wanjiang Brush. It was a low-grade spiritual treasure that turned into a painting. It was best at trapping enemies.

But Wang Hao was trapped, but they couldn't kill him!

In the painting, Wang Hao observed it for a while, and suddenly realized something. He swung his shadowless sword and pierced a certain point in the void. With a bang, the picture suddenly shattered!

He waved his fist, and dense fist shadows hit Zhang Haisheng overwhelmingly. The two Nascent Soul monks combined their magic weapons again and hit Wang Hao. Wang Hao clapped his hands, and a huge palm print hit the two of them. In an instant, Shoot the two of them down from mid-air!

Zhang Haisheng repeated his old trick. After his defense was smashed by the shadow of a fist, he turned into a beam of fire and tried to escape. However, Wang Hao had long been on guard against this move and quietly arranged the thirty-six shadowless swords on the around!

"Ah," a scream came out, Zhang Haisheng fell out of the void, his face was bloodless, and his left arm was missing!

"You're lucky. I'll see if you can continue to be lucky!" Wang Hao's face turned cold and he was about to attack Zhang Haisheng again!

At this moment, Luo Ying suddenly sent a message to Wang Hao: "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's not good, we met two god-transformation monks, I stopped one, and the other one led some Nascent Soul monks to kill you! "

Wang Hao immediately opened his consciousness and found that several monks were coming from a distance, very fast!

He also didn't expect that there would be three god-transformation monks in such a desolate place!

"Hahaha, Wang Hao, don't we know what happened when you were the Northland helmsman? Today is the day you die!" Zhang Haisheng laughed wildly.

In fact, he was very panicked. Several people in the Northland sub-rudder had died. They had known about it for a long time through the soul lamp, but they were not sure who did it. There were only three god-transformation monks in the nearby sub-rudders, so they concentrated their efforts. Get up and ambush here!

But they didn't expect that the person coming was Wang Hao, a ruthless man. Thinking about Wang Hao's record, Zhang Haisheng couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart!

Soon, a middle-aged monk wearing a feather crown appeared in Wang Hao's field of vision. When he saw Wang Hao, he was slightly startled: "Are you Wang Hao?"

"Oh, you recognize me, who are you?"

"I am Shen Aotian, True Lord of All Beasts. You killed my uncle, so be prepared to pay for it with your life today!" Shen Aotian said bitterly. His uncle is Shen Qingqiu. With the two of them here, the Shen family is almost a member of the Guangyuan Sect. The largest force, but after Shen Qingqiu's death, the Shen family's strength dropped out of the top ten. At this critical moment of disintegration, how could he not hate Wang Hao!

"It turns out that you are a member of Shen Qingqiu's clan. Your uncle has given me a chance. I never like to owe others. I will spare your life today. Let's go quickly!"

The Rakshasa Ghost Hand was made from materials from the Underworld Sect. If Shen Qingqiu had not sent this treasure, Wang Hao might have been trapped in the Immortal Palace for hundreds of years.

Wang Hao must recognize this love no matter what.

"Arrogant, do you think you are invincible? Today I will show you how powerful I am!" Shen Aotian thought Wang Hao was mocking him again about Shen Qingqiu's death, so he immediately became furious!

He flicked his sleeves, and a golden light, a silver light, and a red light flew out. Astonishingly, a golden dragon more than a hundred feet long, a silver-winged Kunpeng with a wingspan of nearly a hundred feet, and a salamander exuding flames were all The fourth level high-grade spiritual beast is only a hair away from the fifth level!

His name is the True Lord of Hundred Beasts, and he naturally has rare and rare beasts in his hands. As long as he delays for a while and waits for more sect monks to come to support, Wang Hao and other Tianlan monks will definitely die!