I was scared.

The souls of the two almost shattered.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

"Brother Long, they are the fourth-level Spirit Sea Martial Master Realm."

The two of them didn't dare to be careless, and attacked Long Hao fiercely from left to right.

"Humph!"

Great Wilderness Emperor Seal!

His hands condensed the seal, and Long Hao's palms burst out.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

With two miserable screams, the two chose to collide hard, and their arms were instantly shattered by the domineering palm prints, and they were drenched in blood.

Looking at the two corpses that were still alive just now, but now they fell to the ground motionless, Liang Bai swallowed his saliva fiercely.

Being able to kill two fourth-level Linghai martial artists in seconds, you know how perverted Long Hao's strength is.

"It turns out that Brother Long's strength is so strong, I was clumsy before."

smiled.

"Brother Liang, these three purple grasses are yours now."

If he hadn't entered the waterhole before, Long Hao would definitely find a way to fight for the purple grass, after all, the purple grass could stabilize the realm if it was refined into a purple snake.

Now, however, it is not needed.

Inside the space ring, there are dozens of purple grasses.

Liang Bai smiled helplessly and said: "If you don't make a timely move, don't say that you can get the purple grass, my life will be explained here, three purple grass, I only need one of them, and the remaining two purple grass, you better accept it." ”

"Do I have it?"

"If you don't take it, then I don't want it either."

With a firm face, Liang Bai was obviously not joking.

Without continuing to be polite, Long Hao accepted the two purple grasses, said a few words to Liang Bai, and then left.

The secret realm of the Dragon Palace, every time it is opened, it can last for about half a year.

Time flies.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye.

After three full months of stabilizing the realm, Long Hao continued to devour the soul of the spirit beast with the help of the Immortal Devouring Heaven Technique, and directly advanced from the fourth-level Linghai Martial Master Realm to the fifth-level Linghai Martial Master Realm.

"The Blood Lion."

Third-level primary-level spirit beast, how could Long Hao easily choose to give up, with one arrow step, and directly chase and kill.

Woooo

Long Hao, who was chasing the Blood Immortal Lion, felt the killing sweep of the sword qi, and hurriedly dodged, and the sword qi passed by.

"Who? Get out! ”

The figures of Yun Xin and Zhao Zimo slowly appeared.

"We're really a narrow road, today I want to see how you get out alive."

Seeing Long Hao, the anger in the hearts of the two could not be suppressed.

The disciples of the Burning Sound Sect all dared to kill, not only provoking the two of them, but also ignoring the Burning Sound Sect.

If you don't kill this person, how can you save face?

With Xiu Wei successfully advancing to the fifth-level Linghai Martial Master realm, Long Hao also wanted to see if he could compete with the eighth-level Linghai Martial Master.

As for Yunxin, it didn't take it to heart at all.

With an angry roar, Yun Xin didn't continue to talk nonsense, setting off a killing intent in the sky, condensing into a wave of killing intent rolling out, which was very domineering.

The sword roared, and the sword roared.

Yun Xin was obviously moved by the killing intent, and as soon as he made a move, it was the Feiyin Eighteen Swords, and the sword qi chased one after another, with the sound of breaking the air, and came towards Long Hao fiercely.

Holding the Burial Dragon Axe, cast the Thirty-six Burial Dragon Axes, the first axe.

The huge axe slashed overwhelmingly with terrifying force.

Rumble!

The sword qi and the axe slammed together, the qi waves scattered and shattered, his face changed suddenly, and in horror, he retreated again and again, a mouthful of blood spit out, and his eyes burst into disbelief.

"Level 5 Spirit Sea Martial Master Realm."

Yun Xin's heart was turbulent, even if the other party broke through to the fifth-level Linghai Martial Master Realm, he was not his opponent, and there was a difference of two ranks, what kind of concept was this?

The offensive is so domineering, if it hadn't been reflected in time, I'm afraid it would have been hit hard by now.

"Hmph, I won't see you in March, but you're a lot stronger."

didn't speak, just looked at the two of them coldly, by fighting against Yunxin just now, Long Hao had full confidence, with his current strength, he could definitely shake the eighth-level Linghai Martial Master.

Not afraid of the two at all.

"I'd love to see how strong you are."

"If you want to fight, you will fight, why is there so much nonsense."

"Okay, your mouth is really hard, wait for Young Master Ben to tear your mouth apart," sneering, Zhao Zimo helped Yun Xin to the side, turned around, and his cold eyes shot out a killing cold light.

A long sword appeared in his hand, emitting a trace of cold light, spinning in place, and Zhao Zimo's figure condensed into a whirlwind and swept out.

The Burial God Prisoner Heavenly Finger, as soon as he pointed out, the domineering finger strength roared out, and the continuous bombardment, the air waves around the two of them, made a riotous sound, the finger strength was raging, the sword qi collapsed, and the waves did not stop, rolling and moving.

"Hahaha, garbage, it's always me Zhao Zimo who kills people, you, a little fifth-level Linghai martial artist, also want to kill me, it's really a waste that doesn't know whether to live or die."

With an angry roar, as a genius disciple of the Burning Sound Sect and an eighth-level Linghai Martial Master, Zhao Zimo has always been high, what about the strength of the other party, the gap between the fifth-level Linghai Martial Master and the eighth-level Linghai Martial Master, you know what it means when you think about it.

The sword qi rolled and was wanton and tyrannical, rolling up the terrifying sword rays, and swept out at an extremely crazy speed, if the other fifth-level spirit sea martial artists, once they were swept by the sword rays, I am afraid that there was only one result, that is, they were strangled by the sword rays on the spot.

It's just that.

The person Zhao Zimo met was Long Hao, and the burial dragon axe in his hand slashed out, and the axes were also fiercely bombarded.

The sword qi and axe swept the entire heaven and earth, and the terrifying aura was coercive, making Yun Xin, who was standing on the side watching the battle, his face change again and again, and he didn't know why the other party was able to improve his strength so quickly in just three months.

Zhao Zimo's eyes were cold, the other party's cultivation speed was far beyond his cognition, if he continued like this, I am afraid that the secret realm of the Dragon Palace will be closed, and the other party will have the strength to fight him hard, the more so, the more he can't wait to kill the other party.

Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer from future troubles.

One step out, holding the burial dragon axe in both hands, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the burial dragon axe in his hand followed and slashed out, and one after another axes, it seemed to be an invisible storm, whistling.

"Hahaha, garbage, let you see the power of the top martial arts of the Burning Sound Sect."

The sharp sword in his hand, with a strange trajectory, began to swing wildly, and with a single sword, dozens of sword rays could be used.

His face changed slightly, the bloodline divine power that Long Hao comprehended also belonged to the soul martial art, and it was exactly like this, the other party had just used the top martial art of the Burning Sound Sect, and he already knew that this sword qi martial art belonged to the soul martial art.

A dragon groan resounded in my head.

The soul in Long Hao's mind was instantly enveloped by the dragon yin sword qi, forming a dragon yin sword qi cover.