Chapter 2015 Siege

The ground shook violently, as if there was an earthquake. The next moment, the soil rolled up, and two earth dragons emerged from it, heading straight for Wang Hao!

A little spiritual light appeared in the void, and countless pink petals appeared, turning into flying blades, slashing towards Wang Hao!

The old man of the Fire Spirit Clan also took advantage of the situation to join the siege. With a flick of his hand, huge rocks burning with flames appeared in the sky, smashing down towards Wang Hao with terrifying power.

Wang Hao's mind moved, and the Dharma giant waved his hand and slapped, and the ground collapsed immediately, and the two earth dragons were also slapped apart.

At the same time, the Shadowless Sword shot out, and soon transformed into tens of thousands of sword qi, slashing at those pink flying blades. After a loud rumbling sound, the sword qi and the pink flying blades died together.

The Hunyuan Umbrella flew out, supporting a safe area above his head!

A giant starlight sword slashed down from the sky, and the dense flaming boulders seemed to be made of paper, all bursting and turning into little spiritual lights, disappearing without a trace!

The face of the old man of the Fire Spirit Clan sank, and a huge orange-red flame suddenly appeared behind him. A trace of flame floated out of the orange-red flame and blocked the giant sword!

His Dharma image was only one-fifth of solid, much worse than Wang Hao, but compared with other refining cultivators, he was already a leader!

But the touch with Wang Hao still made him feel the gap. This boy is invincible.

In the distance, a huge cherry tree appeared on the ground and resisted the attack of the blue hand.

A girl appeared from under the cherry tree, with a solemn face.

"Hua Ying? After more than 600 years, we finally meet again. Why, do you want to stop me?"

Wang Hao sneered. He was not the same as before. Even when facing Hua Ying, the inheritor of the holy tree, he was not afraid at all. He could see that the other party had just been promoted to the upper orange level not long ago, and his cultivation was not yet stable.

"You are so long-winded. You cut off one of my branches back then. I will cut off one of your arms today," Huaying urged the spell. The huge cherry tree lit up with dazzling pink light. A trunk shaped like an arm slapped the void. The void made a dull "buzzing" sound. Countless petals emerged and quickly condensed into one place, turning into a pink giant palm.

When high-level monks fight, there are few fancy moves. Most of them concentrate their strength on one point.

Those powerful magical powers make people dazzled. In fact, the attack effect is very general, especially when facing monks of the same level, it is not as practical as a punch and a palm!

Wang Hao did not dare to be careless. The giant behind him also raised his arm and hit a palm!

Rumble, with a loud bang, the two giant palms collided and exploded. A huge crack appeared on the ground and extended towards the body of Huaying!

At this moment, the ground in front of Huaying exploded, and an old man in yellow clothes drilled out from the ground. The old man in yellow clothes was thin and rough, and he did not look like a human!

This person is also from the Wood Clan, and his cultivation is stronger than Hua Ying. He is also an orange-level upper-grade Wood Clan member!

As soon as he appeared, a dazzling yellow light lit up, and soon turned into a ten-thousand-foot-high fir tree. Upon closer inspection, only the crown of the fir tree looked like a solid entity, and the other parts were looming.

Also being an orange-level Wood Clan member, the yellow-clothed old man's Dharma image was obviously not as good as Hua Ying's. Hua Ying's Dharma image could even be compared with Wang Hao.

After all, as one of the inheritors of the sacred tree, the resources Hua Ying obtained were not comparable to those of the yellow-clothed old man. They might be several times, or even ten times more.

A dazzling spiritual light lit up on the crown of the yellow fir tree, and a golden light shot out, heading straight for Wang Hao!

Wang Hao turned his palm into a sword, and sword energy shot out one after another!

But when those sword energy encountered the golden light, they stopped moving and turned golden all over!

"Petrification magic?" Wang Hao frowned. It was rare for the Wood Clan to master the petrification magic!

The golden light shot onto a hill, and the entire hill turned golden.

Rumble, the golden mountain was lifted up by the tree roots and smashed towards Wang Hao.

The shadow behind Wang Hao changed and turned into a huge ape. The ape raised its huge fist and smashed it hard on the golden mountain!

With a loud noise, the golden mountain broke into pieces and turned into dust all over the sky!

The ape covered its mouth with its palm and let out a long cry. The sky suddenly darkened. A sound wave spread rapidly. Wherever it passed, trees fell and mountains collapsed.

Huaying and others changed their faces. Wang Hao's Dharma image was shocking enough, but why were there two Dharma images?

Feeling the horror of the sound wave, they all changed their expressions. The huge cherry tree swayed, and the two branches turned into two huge arms, covering the sky and the sun, trying to block the sound wave!

But as soon as they touched, the branches quickly collapsed, like an egg hitting a stone!

The old man of the Fire Spirit Clan activated the Dharma image and condensed into a huge fire cloud. The sound wave hit the fire cloud and died together!

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw a huge sword formation quietly formed, surrounding them. The sword formation was vast and boundless, like a vast ocean, with countless sword qi rolling in it.

Soon, a sword dragon rushed out from it and rolled towards the three people of the Fire Spirit Clan. With them as the center, the area within a hundred miles was filled with sword qi.

Cracks, space cracks appeared around them, which shocked them!

"Daoyou Huaying, don't hold back, show your true skills. This person is not only powerful in Dharma, but also has many top-grade Tongtian Lingbao in his hands," the red-robed old man urged, his tone hurried!

After that, he took the lead and spurted out a three-color true fire from his mouth. The heat wave was pressing and spread rapidly in all directions!

As soon as those sword qi encountered the three-color true fire, they were dissolved in an instant. The three-color true fire continued to devour the sword qi, and the momentum became stronger and stronger!

Hua Yingxing opened her mouth and spit out seven formation flags of different colors. Her spiritual power was overwhelming. As she urged the magic formula, the formation flags flew in all directions and soon formed a large formation.

Countless flowers, plants and trees grew out of the formation and attacked Wang Hao one after another, especially some tree roots and vines, which were almost endless. After cutting off a batch, another batch soon grew out!

The old man in yellow continued to activate the golden light and shot it at the sword formation. He soon petrified part of the sword formation and erected a thick golden wall in front of him.

But at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared behind the old man in yellow and slashed out three terrifying black light blades in the air. It was the Heavenly Demon Blade created by Wang Wen!

The old man in yellow was so scared that he was about to activate the Dharma to resist. A cicada sounded at the right time. The old man in yellow felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was about to be torn apart and his facial features were distorted.

The Heavenly Demon Blade slashed on the phantom of the fir tree, making a huge roar. The phantom of the fir tree flickered and finally collapsed.

The Dharma image was broken, and the old man in yellow flew backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of green blood!

"Now, it's your turn?" Wang Hao's eyes turned cold, staring at the old man in red robe.

A strong pressure appeared out of thin air, and the three people from the Fire Spirit Clan felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Buzz! The void made a mournful cry, and a blue hand appeared from it, suppressing the three people!

The old man in red robe was terrified. If he was hit by this palm, his situation would not be much better than that of the old man from the Wood Clan. He gritted his teeth, and a fierce flame ignited on his body. The three-color spiritual fire was strengthened and turned into a flame barrier to block them.

The other two also used their own methods to continuously stack defenses in front of them.

"Can you resist me like this?" Wang Hao's voice was cold, and his figure flashed. The next moment, he appeared above the blue giant hand, and infinite power continued to stack on the blue giant hand!

Rumble, the defense of the three Fire Spirit Clan members was like tofu, and was instantly crushed by the blue giant hand. The flame phantoms behind them were scattered, and their aura instantly weakened.

The Dharma image doubled the strength of the Void Refining Cultivator, but being broken also meant a very strong backlash.