Chapter 229

Xiniu Hezhou was completely destroyed, the earth veins were stirred up, the qi was cut off, and the whole land fell into a dead state.

The true immortals could no longer fight on this land, and could only fly a billion miles high (the size of the world in the pot) and fly out of the land of absolute spirits to continue fighting, or go directly to other continents to fight.

They did not choose other methods, just chose a simple one and went to other continents.

It is not enough to just yell at Xiniu Hezhou, other continents must also do this.

"Die, thief!!"

The blue space echoed with a shout, and a dazzling light lifted the sky, and the clouds and sky were like spears breaking through the waves and dragons stepping on the sea.

"Ning Hao! Your mother and servant! You will not die well!..."

The shrill curses were endless, as if Ning Hao was demoted here.

Ning Hao, who was standing alone on the colorful cloud, looked at these scenes indifferently. He had long been accustomed to such curses. There were many people in the world who cursed him, so a few of them would not be a big deal.

He was not afraid of these people cursing him like this, and these people were dead, no, these immortals.

The real immortals in the world!

"Brother Molong, the seal is coming." Ning Hao grabbed a floating cloud mountain with one hand and suppressed a real immortal who was trying to struggle.

"Come well." Qin Molong's voice broke through the floating clouds in the distance, revealing his figure.

"Humph, it was you who chased my little brothers so miserably in the past." Qin Molong was holding a big man and scolding him angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face and full of hatred.

This big man was none other than the real immortal organization that chased Ning Hao and his group with the red-robed sword immortal in the past.

The big man was tough and snorted coldly: "Come on, kill me or chop me up."

"It's too easy for you to kill or chop you up. I'm going to extract your soul, refine your body into a mechanical puppet, and erase everything related to you, so that you have never existed in this world." Qin Molong sneered.

The big man was still unmoved.

This little punishment was nothing. What if the soul was extracted and the body became a mechanical puppet? As long as he didn't care, Qin Molong would not be able to vent his anger, and he would not lose.

"Put him down!"

But at this moment, a sword came, and the red sword light split the void, dividing the big man and Qin Molong into two sides.

Ning Hao saw that he naturally wanted to help.

But Qin Molong was not easy to deal with. His five Dharma brains were not used for cultivation at this moment, but all used in this battle. To be precise, his Dharma brains have been used for this in the three years of fighting.

He was almost overusing his brain, which made his cultivation level not improve, but his fighting skills were advancing by leaps and bounds, and the power of his magical powers and Taoist methods were rising.

But although he was powerful in fighting, he was still at a disadvantage when fighting against those True Immortals with higher cultivation levels.

Just like this person now.

The fighting ability of sword immortals is always higher than their realm, and only other weapon cultivators can compare with them.

As for what weapon cultivators are? They are practitioners who practice weapons. What kind of weapons? Including hammers, swords, spears, axes, hooks, forks, pots, pans, bricks, tiles, wooden pestles...

There are many, many ways to practice weapons.

It has been more than ten thousand years since the practice of the world in the pot has existed. Among them, the fighting and communication between the parties have not stopped, so there have been many evolutions, and this weapon cultivator is just one of them.

There are also pill cultivators, cultivators of all trades...

There are many, many, too many.

However, all these cultivation paths were recorded by Luo Zu, and not a single one was left behind.

Actually, this sword cultivator is also a weapon cultivator, but the name of the sword sounds much better than other names, so the sword cultivator is also listed separately. There are even many people who practice this path, or pretend to practice and only practice sword.

And now this person is definitely not practicing sword for fun, she has really practiced sword skills.

Her sword light is like the blood of the red sun, and the setting sun is shrouded. She will first cut off the two arms on Qin Molong's shoulders.

Qin Molong smiled and said, "Just waiting for you."

Grabbing it down, this is not his claw, but a magic weapon he got by chance. Later, he spent a lot of time to sacrifice and refine it, and finally refined it into a magic weapon.

At this moment, this claw blocked this disaster for Qin Molong, so that he would not really have his two arms cut off.

Ding Ding Ding...

As the black steel claw stretched out, the red sun sword energy was actually crushed.

Ning Hao saw this and withdrew his help, so as not to do bad things with good intentions.

And the ecstasy on the big man's face was shattered with the sword energy.

He didn't expect that this guy would be so savage and domineering, and he had such a weapon in his hand, and he actually crushed the sword energy of a pure sword immortal. Is this fair?

Is this the power of the Martial God's relics? Are there really protagonists in this world?

The big man's mind was already full of imagination, and he kept thinking about the rumors of these years.

That is, this catastrophe in the world will produce several protagonists who lead the trend of the times.

And Ning Hao and others were generally recognized as protagonists by the world, because they really turned the world upside down and equaled the record that the parties had fought for ten years in the past.

Is this still a human?

No!

In addition, there are those "protagonists" of the demon tribe and the barbarian tribe.

How can ordinary people like them live in the world?

In fact, they are also the pride of heaven, otherwise how can they cultivate into true immortals.

Without sufficient talent, an ordinary person may not be able to step into cultivation, especially in the current environment, it is even more difficult for ordinary practitioners to step into high positions.

But there are also divisions for "the pride of the emperor". The big man has not been able to rise to the original level for so many years, and can only stay where he is, so he is anxious, so he can be used.

But if he is used this time, he will be in big trouble, and he will be caught by these younger generations.

When the big man was reflecting, the sword light flashed again.

Tsk tsk!!

This time it came faster, and before Qin Molong could react, his two arms were removed.

"Okay." Qin Molong saw that his two magic arms were removed so easily, and his heart was not only surprised, but also happy.

After all, he can finally have fun. He always had to hold back when fighting with these guys before.

Now he doesn't have to!

"Don't hide your head and show your tail, come out and fight me." Qin Molong snorted coldly.

Whoosh!

The sword energy came more and more densely.

Like a bloody sword rain.

Qin Molong wanted to hide when he saw this. He would definitely feel uncomfortable if so many sword energies passed through his body.

So he chose to hide.

But just as he was about to hide, the sword energy like heavy rain directly wrapped up the big man and was about to escape.

"Okay, that's what you're thinking." Qin Molong sneered.

"Brother Ning."

He can also use "summoning magic".

Ning Hao, the Immortal Lord of All Laws, practiced all the laws in his hands, which happened to be used for pushing.

Ning Hao brought a fairy art, and it was thousands of miles away, and set off a storm.

This time it was a real ocean, because Ning Hao's method was refined by refining the water of the vast ocean, called infinite black water, and a drop of infinite black water could submerge thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

At this moment, Ning Hao used this fairy art to intercept the red sword energy rain that wanted to take people away.

No one can be taken away, not even one.

There were other immortals who were secretly watching and wanted to rescue their accomplices, but at this moment they were blocked by Ning Hao's infinite black water, and then watched their accomplices being taken away by the rapidly shrinking infinite black water.

And all the immortals taken away by Ning Hao fell into a bright red gourd on Ning Hao's waist.

"Treasure gourd, treasure gourd." Ning Hao rubbed the gourd, opened the gourd mouth, and took all the immortals into it in a few strokes.

"Where can you go."

After saying all this, Ning Hao jumped out again.

"Brother Mo Long, I'll go get that little girl back for her first."

Ning Hao turned into a golden light, escaped from the clouds, and fell thousands of miles to chase the red-robed sword immortal.

The red-robed sword immortal also knew that his repeated failures showed that he was no match for the enemy, so he ran away quickly and couldn't let these guys catch him.

But as soon as she ran away, the Immortal Lord of All Laws caught up with her.

"Where are you going?!" Ning Hao shouted.

This shout combined the sonic magic, the curse magic, and the bewitching sound magic.

It was very dangerous, and no one could resist it.

Ning Hao was not an ordinary person. He did not practice according to the rules after obtaining the Ten Thousand Methods, but also made his own deductions. For example, this method was deduced by himself.

In theory, this could also be considered a great magic.

After such a great magic, the Red Robe Sword Immortal also became drowsy and suddenly plunged to the ground.

Ning Hao saw this and shouted, "Good!"

He was still very confident in his own methods, so he was well prepared and had already clenched his hands and then put them together.

Bang! !

The void under him suddenly closed, and two large handprints of five-colored light were tightly pressed together in the void, like a millstone, crushing the body of the Red Robe Sword Immortal into powder.

This scene was like twisting the red skin of a flower with fingers.

Rustling.

The body of the red-robed sword immortal just turned into a ball of blood, and his skin, bones, flesh, internal organs, tendons, and brain were all crushed into meat and blood.

This scene shocked many of the True Immortals who were watching.

It was really cruel, even more cruel and domineering than the methods Ning Hao used to deal with those True Immortals just now.

It was inevitable that people would speculate what kind of deep hatred this red-robed sword immortal had with Ning Hao.

"Brother Ning, it's a waste." Qin Molong smiled and greeted in the distant clouds.

Ning Hao also looked regretful. He clapped his hands and said, "Let her soul escape, otherwise it would be neat."

Qin Molong heard the voice and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, we can catch it another day."

"Let's take a look at our old buddy."

Their old buddy was not someone else, but the seal that had already crossed the Xiniu Hezhou.

When the seal came, it directly spit out infinite golden light, which actually forced out all the True Immortals hiding in the void around them.

"Everyone, go wherever you came from."

The timid ones among these True Immortals fled immediately, while the brave ones remained where they were.

"Yin, did you bring your body with you?" Ning Hao asked.

"Ning Hao, why do you have to do this? If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid the world will be reduced to the situation of Xi Niu Hezhou."

Ning Hao smiled but said nothing.

As if he was saying that it was not my fault.

You are also responsible!

There are naturally many problems in the world, but how could he give up this fight just because of this sentence.

"Yin, don't flatter us. I won't be fooled by you." Ning Hao shouted.

Yin shook his head and didn't persuade him much.

He is not a good person. Why should he speak softly to others? His pride is no softer than Ning Hao and others.

"In that case, we can't talk." Yin said.

"If we can't talk, let's not talk." Ning Hao said lightly.

Since that's the case, Yin will naturally not continue to talk so stubbornly.

He was still very decisive in his actions.

His hands formed a square fist-hammer seal in the air above his head.

"Is this the seal of Wanfa?" Ning Hao saw this scene and asked with a little curiosity.

Yin didn't want to talk to him anymore, and didn't want to talk to him about anything else at this moment.

The fist seal didn't fall down in the end, and was turned over by Ning Hao. He made a move with the cloud color.

"Where can you get away!!"

Three hundred miles away, there were fairy lights blooming like countless gorgeous fireworks, with dots of light and colorful drops, lighting up the sky and brushing across the land where Yin was.

Yin saw this, but he didn't panic. He put away the fist seal and turned over a golden light.

The golden light was like lightning and a knife, and instantly split the fairy light sky scene in front of him like an oil painting canvas into two parts.

The void was trapped by this, and all kinds of spiritual energy declined energy, making the whole sky lose color at this moment, and was swallowed up by this crack.

The golden light did not stop, and continued to hit Ning Hao.

Ning Hao was well prepared, with one hand forming the Ten Thousand Methods and the other holding a small exquisite tower.

The Ten Thousand Methods were first cast, turning into an illusory chaotic world, and were about to swallow the golden light.

The small tower flew out and hit Yin's head directly.

Yin's body suddenly shrank when he saw this, and turned into the size of dust, and disappeared just like that, and the small tower could not hit him again.

But Ning Hao was not discouraged, and first swallowed the golden light cast by Yin, and then prepared to use Yin to do something.

But after catching Yin's golden light, Ning Hao's face changed slightly, and he was surprised and happy.

"Okay, okay." Ning Hao clapped his hands and called back the small tower.

"Thank you for your help."

Qin Molong, who was about to help, also withdrew his hands in time.

"It should be so." A sigh came from afar.

Ning Hao clasped his fists and bowed.

Then he looked around and shouted: "Everyone, the Martial God's relics are all in my hands now. If you want to snatch them, come find me in the future."

But when he shouted like this, the surrounding spiritual energy was turbulent, and those True Immortals who were waiting for an opportunity fled one by one without staying.

Ning Hao was so arrogant when he only had one Martial God's relics in his hand. Now that he has another one, how much should his strength increase?

I'm afraid he can fight with those world's top masters.

"Brother Molong, it's time to go." Ning Hao saw that these people knew what was going on, so he also restrained his consciousness and stopped chasing these True Immortals.

And he was also anxious to do something big at this moment. All the Dharmas were separated from the seal body, and it would take a lot of effort and time to refine them together again.

As soon as they left, they saw a shadow rising from the void.

This shadow jumped in the void and actually captured a ball of red from the void.

Then the red swirl turned into a red robe.

The red robe twisted again and disappeared into the void, leaving no trace.

But as soon as he left, a divine light descended.

"He escaped."