"Demon, stop!" The strong light converged, and the young man in white stood in front of Ji Hao.

The surrounding space was shaking extremely strangely, as if countless sharp saws were tearing rapidly, and countless extremely dense gray sharp teeth could be seen looming with the naked eye, which were all anomalies caused by the continuous fragmentation and healing of space.

The index finger and middle finger of the young man's right hand stretched out into the fingers of the sword, and a gray sword ray three fingers wide and six feet long on the tip of the finger was uncertain, and the space where the sword light passed was cut into extremely fine black cracks. These cracks disappear as they grow, constantly spewing out chills that chill the bone marrow.

The law of space.

Ji Hao's pupils shrank to the size of a pintip.

The natives of the Panxi world, each of their ethnic groups corresponds to an extremely distinct energy of heaven and earth, fire is fire, and water is water, so from their physical characteristics and strength characteristics, they can clearly identify their corresponding heaven and earth avenues.

The space around this young man presents such a strange form, it is obvious that he is the owner of the power of space, and it is the avenue of space that he has comprehended.

And space and time, no matter in any world, are the most mysterious and profound avenues of heaven and earth, and the power of space and time is used to the extreme, which is a strange ability that will make anyone have a headache.

For example, the young man in white in front of him, he just teleported directly in front of Ji Hao, and Ji Hao didn't even notice his flight trajectory, so he appeared directly through the sky. Ji Hao was faintly cold, if he wanted to escape, it was estimated that he would not be able to escape from this young man's hand at all.

"Demons, I'm not demons. Ji Hao shook his head at the young man, and said calmly: "We ......"

"Shut up, evil is evil, whatever you say, evil is evil, don't try to whitewash your origins and schemes. The young man scolded, "What about the fire, he fell, did you do it?"

Ji Hao was stunned. Was it the flame giant? he fell? who did it? but it certainly couldn't be Ji Hao. Ji Hao knew that his current strength could not threaten the existence of the level of the Flame Giant.

Could it be Hebo? Ji Hao snatched the fire immeasurable trident, so that the fire was killed because he had no power to resist under Hebo's Fang Tian painting halberd? But this is also impossible, even if Huo Wuliang loses his weapon, he can escape if he can't beat it, and the Panxi world is his home field. How difficult is it for Hebo to catch up with him?

A gray whirlwind whistled behind him, and the corpse man stood on the gray futon and grinned: "Uncle Yao, Ji Hao, where are you fleeing?

Without Ji Hao and the white-clothed young man to speak, the corpse man made a gesture with his left hand, and a dusty bowl came out of his palm. He aimed the bowl at the young man in white, and suddenly shouted, "Who is ahead?"

The young man in white was stunned, his body shook. The space around him suddenly fluctuated violently, and he said in a daze, "I...... I am ...... The Ancestral Spirit of the Kong Clan, there is nothing!"

Ancestral Spirit? Is there an ancestral spirit?

Ji Hao's back hair stood up, and he saw the gray bowl in the corpse man's left hand spewing out a gray gas and hitting the empty body, and the countless turbulent cyclones in the gray gas rotated rapidly, accompanied by a low chanting sound, the empty body suddenly shrank to the size of a fingertip, and he was involuntarily dragged by the gray gas and flew towards the bowl.

'Ding'. The empty nothingness that did not resist at all was swallowed by the bowl, and the corpse Taoist looked up to the sky triumphantly and laughed wildly three times. took out a treasure talisman and put it on the bowl.

While making his move, the corpse Daoist smiled at Ji Hao and said: "Along the way, Poor Dao has killed no less than 100 of these indigenous Holy Spirits, and after refining them with the secret method of this sect, the Holy Spirit Relics they condensed are all first-class rare treasures!"

Ji Hao furrowed his brows. The Corpse Dao people have killed no less than 100 indigenous spirits?

Although these indigenous spirits have a very bad attitude towards outsiders like them, Ji Hao really doesn't think that such indiscriminate killing will be a good thing.

"Corpse Dao man, you kill innocent people so indiscriminately......"

Ji Hao wanted to accuse the corpse Daoist of his brutal behavior, but the corpse Daoist had already scolded him sharply: "Ignorant junior. What do you know? The avenue is ruthless, and if you want to climb the avenue, you can't have any mercy. We entered this world, of course, because of the gambling between your human race and the alien race, but isn't it our great road chance?"

"The first line of the avenue, there is you without me!" The corpse Daoist stared at Ji Hao coldly, not caring about sticking the spirit talisman on the bowl, but casually drew a circle around, and shouted coldly: "This side of the world, there are countless opportunities, if you grab it, it's your own, if you don't rob it, it's someone else's!

Ji Hao didn't say anything with a gloomy face, but turned around and wanted to continue to escape.

I was slapped by the corpse Dao man just now, and a wisp of dead air was entwined between my chest and abdomen, and it has not been dispelled yet. With the help of the elixir refined in the pill gourd, this injury has recovered eighty or ninety percent, and it will take time to fully recover.

Now he wasn't in the mood to argue with the corpse man.

Moreover, Ji Hao faintly felt that compared with the indiscriminate killing of corpse Dao people, he didn't seem to be much better. After all, he also snatched the immeasurable trident, didn't he?

"I can't blame you for this, and I can't blame anyone!" the phantom suddenly spoke: "There is a lot of mystery in this, when you calm down, I will explain the mystery to you carefully." It's just that let's escape from the pursuit of the corpse Daoist first, his two masters...... I don't know it!"

Ji Hao turned into a golden light and was about to run away, and the corpse Taoist was about to stick a bowl with a spirit talisman in his hand, and the gray futon under his feet had already spewed out a large whirlwind, and he was about to continue to chase and kill Ji Hao.

At this moment, the bowl in the hand of the corpse Taoist suddenly shook violently, and a loud noise was heard, the bowl exploded, and countless sharp fragments were like raindrops that shot out in all directions, and many fragments pierced the corpse man's body, constantly splashing with a little firelight.

"Damn!" the corpse Dao exclaimed in pain, this bowl is also a rare treasure, it is his portable weapon for suppressing and refining foreign objects, and it was actually destroyed so inexplicably!

A strong light flew out of the collapsing bowl, and the young man in white blocked Ji Hao in front of him with a flicker.

Three black arc-shaped cracks tore open the void and silently slashed at Ji Hao in front of him. Ji Hao screamed, and his body swayed into the air, narrowly avoiding the slashing of these three spatial rifts.

Immediately afterwards, three spatial cracks disappeared out of thin air, and suddenly appeared beside the corpse man, almost close to his body, and instantly slashed into the corpse man's body.

In the sound of 'snort', three blood streams rushed out of the corpse man's body, and he screamed in pain.

And that's not all, he suddenly screamed: "Do you still dare to watch the excitement from the sidelines?

Three bright lights suddenly flashed out in front of Ji Hao. (To be continued.) )