Chapter 100

"I thought you were going to run this time?" Ye Hao said with a smile.

"When are you kidding?" As soon as Xiaoming said this, he heard a click, and then he saw a thunderbolt slashing at the corpse.

The zombie screamed and black smoke came out.

"Do you want to keep watching?" Ye Hao asked.

"You're the master of mine control?" Xiaoming widened his eyes.

"Otherwise?" Ye Hao asked.

"How can you master the skill of controlling thunder with your current cultivation?" Xiaoming exclaimed, "how can you be so powerful as mine control?"

"You talk a lot."

Xiaoming no longer said, holding a peach wood sword, he rushed toward the zombie.

And when Xiaoming is about to rush to the zombies, a thunderbolt falls from the sky again and falls on the zombies.

At the same time, Xiaoming's peach wood sword runs through the heart of the Zombie's eyebrows.

The zombie fell to the ground in an instant.

"Burned." Xiaoming immediately said.

Several soldiers came running with flamethrowers.

The zombie melts at a speed visible to the naked eye as fire dragons gush out.

"Don't stop." Xiaoming said in a deep voice.

Ye Hao walked towards Tang pianpianpian a little tired.

This zombie has been burned for the most part.

Moreover, there is Xiaoming watching, it is impossible to turn out any more spray.

And in the middle of Ye Hao's way, he saw a figure moving in the direction of Tang pianpianpian.

This figure is coming to the extreme.

"Not good." Ye Hao instantly understood that this must have taken a fancy to Tang pianpianpian's spiritual root.

Ye Hao immediately activated the ability to slow down the speed, and immediately Ye Hao raised the speed to the extreme.

But even so, Tang Pianpian was still held in the air by the figure.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that this time I got a woman with top-grade spirit root."

"Put her down." Ye Hao stares at the middle-aged black robe in front of him.

"Boy, you ruined my zombie, and I haven't settled with you yet?" The middle-aged black robe sneered and said, "I didn't expect that your boy should take the initiative to deliver to the door."

The middle-aged man in black robe moves to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao's body immediately ran towards the middle-aged in black robe.

"Dead."

"Dead."

The first death was said by the middle-aged in black.

When he said these words, his five fingers clawed at Ye Hao's neck.

The second death was said by Ye Hao.

When he said this, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood towards the other side.

When the blood from the tip of the tongue sprayed on the middle-aged black robe, the middle-aged black robe was struck by lightning, and the whole person was frozen in the air.

"You." Black robed middle-aged said this sentence, the body instantly turned to ashes.

Tang pianpianpian's body falls to the bottom powerlessly. Ye Hao pulls Tang Pianpian into his arms and falls to the ground slowly.

Xiaoming rushed over.

He stares at Ye Hao's face and says, "that's the existence of the blood refining realm. How did you kill him?"

"I find that every time you come to me, it's not good." Ye Hao looks at Xiaoming helplessly.

Last time Xiaoming called on himself to catch the ghost, but he met the ghost fairy.

This time, it's just flying stiff. But who could have thought that he provoked a strong evil in the blood refining realm.

"Don't change the subject."

"My master gave me a magic weapon to protect my body." Ye Hao looked at Xiaoming and said, "but now this magic weapon has been abandoned."

"This." Xiaoming looks rather embarrassed.

Ye Hao is really not a myth.

God's blood is the most holy. It's easy to deal with the strong evil. The problem is that there is not much blood in Ye Hao's body.

When all the divinity in God's blood is absorbed by oneself, I'm afraid this ability will also be lost.

"Let's go. Go to Maoshan." Ye Hao said in a deep voice.

"It's time to go to Maoshan." Xiaoming nodded.

"Have you ever thought about why this evil strongman appeared in the mountain city openly with this corpse?" Tang asked softly.

"Whatever it is, it's not something we can get involved in." Xiaoming said in a deep voice.

"Not bad." The existence of blood refining environment is too strong, Ye Hao is not an opponent at all.

Maoshan school!

This is China's long-standing reputation for catching ghosts and demons.

Ye Hao and Tang Pianpian follow Xiaoming all the way to the back mountain of the Maoshan school.

"This is the Maoshan school." Xiaoming points to a cliff road ahead.

"Well?" Ye Hao was stunned.

As Xiaoming made a handprint, a door appeared in front of the three."Formation?"

"Otherwise, the peace of the Maoshan sect will be disturbed by the world." Xiaoming said and led them into the door.

Small bridge water, ancient road thank you. At a glance, it's lush.

Walking here seems to be in a paradise.

"Is this your Maoshan school?" Tang asked in surprise.

"Well."

"Do you have a spiritual pulse under Maoshan?" When Ye Hao came here, he felt that his acupoints and orifices were open, and he was greedily absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

"There is a spiritual pulse in all three schools and six gates. Otherwise, how can it be called the heaven and earth of heaven and earth?" Xiaoming said with a smile.

"It seems that you don't have many disciples of Maoshan sect?"

"There are only 108 disciples in our line."

"In this way, there are not many monks in China?"

"It is true that there are not many monks in the orthodox sect, but there are a lot of monks in the evil way, because the skills of the evil way are relatively easy to be accomplished quickly." Xiaoming Ningsheng said, "it's just that the number of cult monks is more, but it's not as good as the number of top strong ones. Otherwise, three schools and six sects can't occupy the advantage."

"Why?" Tang asked.

"Most of the skills of evil ways can be accomplished quickly, and quick success means that the foundation is not stable. How to climb the peak if the foundation is unstable?"

While they were chatting, Xiaoming and Ye Hao came to a courtyard.

"Master, please see you." Xiaoming stood at the door respectfully.

"Come in." Then an old voice began to ring.

When Xiaoming enters the main hall with Ye Hao and Tang Pianpian, a voice of disbelief rings. Then a slovenly old man comes out with a chicken leg.

"Shangpin Linggen."

"This time I brought my friend here to ask the master to help cover her spiritual roots." Xiaoming said at this time.

"Girl, would you like to enter my Maoshan mountain?" Asked the slovenly old man in a deep voice.

Tang pianpianpian takes a look at Ye Hao and shakes her head gently.

"What a pity." The slovenly old man heard Tang pianpianpian's refusal to show a pity on his face, but immediately the slovenly old man's big hand drew a talisman in the air.

With the last stroke, an illusory talisman appeared in people's eyes.

"Void condensate." Ye Hao looks shocked.

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