Chapter 641： gourd

In fact, Ye Hao is not arrogant, he decided to think carefully after coming to the cloud.

To be honest, the scenery here is really beautiful, beautiful, but Ye Hao came here to kill people, this has nothing to do with the beauty of the scenery.

When another world war broke out, Ye Hao confronted the three penumbras alone.

Ye Hao is not blindly arrogant. If he wants to improve his strength, he must take risks on his own.

Ye Hao fought for three and a half months for three days and three nights, his clothes were covered with blood, and even Feng's hair was covered with blood.

Ye Hao said, "Why did you kill me for three days and three nights without killing me?" He was dripping blood with a sword in his hand.

"Ye Hao don't be too arrogant," the standard bearer of the Jade Emperor in the center shouted to Ye Hao.

"Haha, haha, yes, I am Ye Hao, anyway, I must take a break today, I am not afraid of being recognized by you." Ye Hao's eyes are very strong.

When he spoke, the leaf broke its skin in the wind.

"This is Ye Hao, it is indeed him," said the successor of the great emperor of the East.

"When did this son become so powerful?" said the heir to the immortal great man of Antarctica.

boom.

These three and a half molds formed an ancient killing array, refining leaves in the wind.

Together, these three and a half people created a great battle.

Call.

As soon as you opened your mouth, he spewed out the fire of destruction and set fire to the ancient thread.

Ye Hao was inside, trapped inside, unable to break the ancient killing formation.

The fire of destruction is burning, flames are burning, some flames are rising.

This doesn't work. It cannot be broken.

These three and a half molds formed an ancient killing array, which was very powerful. Although the fire of destruction was very strong, it still could not complete the ancient killing array on this mountain.

On the contrary, Ye Hao on the battlefield was about to become more elegant. In this battle, there are hundreds of millions of ghosts scattered, there is too much helium, and even the fire of destruction cannot make it more perfect.

The verdant gourd has great power.

Ye Hao quickly sacrificed the artifact and collected souls in the ancient killing array.

Sure enough, it worked.

The jade gourd absorbed all the souls in the ancient killing array.

The jade gourd played a role again at a critical moment.

The ghost of the ancient formation was sucked dry by the green jade gourd in the wind, and this battle line was not defeated.

Kill the front line.

Ye Hao held the Qing Emperor's sword in his right hand and the jade gourd in his left and right hands.

Domineering.

"Come on, half-fairy body, that's it," Ye Hao called.

"Looking for Death," the heir of the Jade Emperor said to Feng.

Ye Hao smiled coldly and took away the sword flag and 18 swords.

kill.

boom.

The imperial palace manifested, towering high in the sky, releasing fear.

"It's your turn, Auntie. After three days and three nights of fighting, I'm exhausted," Ye Hao woke the son up and said to her.

Ye Hao said: "Can I help you? Then what can you do for me?".

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Okay... OK... I will show you the love song my father wrote to my mother. There is only one in the world.".

"Child, you can laugh. You are burning your eyebrows. Did you really write a love poem for your mother?" Obviously, Samsara still cares more about the second question.

"You help me destroy three thirty first, and then tell my mother the love poems of father," Ye Hao turned his head and said.