Chapter 428
Boom!
The hot and terrible sea of fire is raging, making the space collapse and collapse.
At the same time, the two hazy and misty huge virtual shadows burst into a towering momentum, like the fairy King facing the dust, taking seven steps one after another, making the whole heaven and earth roar and vibrate, and the void is constantly torn. The scene is extremely terrible, which is not like the battle of this realm.
The mighty and surging afterwave of power surged and spread. Rao Shi, Ye Hao and Wang Shiyuan were both shocked. They both snorted and turned pale.
"There are... What means to use together!"
Wang Shiyuan breathed slightly, but his eyes were full of palpitating heat. His feminine face twitched slightly because of excitement, which was very creepy.
On the other hand, Ye Hao also managed to suppress the churning Qi and blood in his body. He looked at the young man in white with an unprecedented dignified look, but the storm at the bottom of his heart could not be calmed at all.
In fact, when he first saw Wang Shiyuan, Ye Hao guessed about his origin, but he was never really sure. Even when he saw the old black umbrella, the broken ancient mirror and the black halberd held by the former at the moment, he still had a trace of hesitation in his heart.
But until that moment, after Wang Shiyuan used the two magic powers one after another, Ye Hao knew the origin of the former, even if he didn't want to believe it anymore. It was just like his initial guess.
Wang Shiyuan, the concubine son of King Jialuo's family.
Same.
He is also a cultivator of xuanhuang jiuzhuantiangong!
The black umbrella, ancient mirror and black halberd held by him are the first supreme in the last years of ancient times and the third of the nine imperial soldiers of xuanhuang ancient emperor, Honghuang umbrella, Jiuhuang mirror and broken halberd.
Xuanhuang heavenly skill, nine turns into saints. This skill is the greatest inheritance of xuanhuang ancient emperor in those years. No one can guess its true power. Therefore, it has not been included in one of the 36 peerless skills.
But what is certain is that if this skill really wants to compete for ranking, I'm afraid there will be no small change in the position of the top 36, the top 10, or even the top 5.
This skill is exactly what Ye Hao got from the mysterious gray bead. Until he condensed his Taoist soul, he found that the xuanhuang heavenly skill he practiced was incomplete.
It was at that time that he imagined in his spare time whether another person in the world had inherited the remaining xuanhuang heavenly skill.
If no one gets the inheritance, it's OK. If someone gets the remaining inheritance of xuanhuang Tiangong, Ye Hao can also be sure that only one of him and that person can survive.
This is the destiny of xuanhuang Tiangong practitioners, because their cultivation methods are incomplete. Only by killing each other and depriving them of their inheritance, can they completely complete their own skills and Taoist soul, and the way of cultivation in the future will be truly unblocked.
Obviously, this must be the reason why Wang Shiyuan stared at him.
However, Ye Hao is not sure how much inheritance Wang Shiyuan has received from xuanhuang Tiangong, because his own condensed Taoist soul, only the three imperial soldiers of longhuang Dao, zhenhun bridge and xuanhuang banner have similar spiritual substances, while the other six imperial soldiers only have virtual shadows, which can not play too much power at all.
In real terms, he only got one-third of the inheritance of xuanhuang Tiangong, and so far, he has only found the remnant of longhuang Dao in the Kunlun restricted area, which is far less than Wang Shiyuan.
"Why, don't you have any other means?" seeing Ye Hao silent, the king on the other side complained about Yin measurement and licked his lips. "If that's all, I'll accept your inheritance! After all, xuanhuang jiuzhuantian skill is like a pearl covered with dust and a violent object on a waste like you."
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "the rest of the inheritance of Kung Fu is on you?"
Hearing the speech, Wang Shiyuan grinned silently, sneered and said, "guess."
Ye Hao's face was dignified. In front of him, Wang Shi's resentment was like a cold pool without waves. It was unfathomable. It gave people a cold and bone uncomfortable feeling. Even he couldn't see through it.
"Alas, it seems that you are too poor. Although you have some small surprises, you still disappoint me." Wang Shiyuan shook his head with a strange smile. "In that case, I won't waste time with you."
"Nine Phoenix mirror, now!"
Boom!
As the cold drink spread, an ancient mirror filled with a terrible smell suddenly appeared above Wang Shiyuan's head.
The ancient mirror is dark and full of cracks. It seems to break up at any time, but there is still a hot smell of ancient vicissitudes, which is very frightening.
Jiuhuang mirror, one of the nine invincible imperial soldiers in the world when the ancient emperor xuanhuang threatened the world, is said to have found nine real Phoenix dead eggs in his early years and refined them with a great magic power, which is equivalent to hatching and surviving in an alternative way.
You know, Zhenhuang is one of the most powerful creatures of the demon family. It exists almost only in legends. It is like a God. It can be said that she is the supreme god of the demon family. Like the real dragon, she is known as the natural supreme and peerless demon emperor. As long as she grows up after her childhood, she can easily step into the supreme realm and achieve the results of the demon emperor. Few people in the world dare to provoke her.
The nine Phoenix mirror is made of nine real phoenix eggs, which shows how terrible the writing of the xuanhuang ancient emperor, who is known as the first Supreme emperor in the last years of ancient times.
Ye Hao could not say more clearly about the power of Jiuhuang mirror, because when he was burning the Holy Son Lin Xuan of Heisha sect opposite the crematorium, he easily killed a holy Son Tianjiao with a ghost shadow of Jiuhuang mirror without soul cohesion.
Not to mention that what Wang Shiyuan controls at the moment is not a Taoist soul similar to virtual shadow or even spirit, but a real Jiuhuang mirror.
Fortunately, Jiuhuang mirror is as broken as the Dragon Emperor sword in his hand. It is no longer the power of the peak period. Otherwise, Ye Hao will only be killed in an instant even if he intends to resist.
Of course, even if it was a broken imperial soldier, Ye Hao didn't dare to underestimate the slightest. The strength in his body was boiling without reservation. It poured into the Dragon Emperor sword like a surging river. After a while, a mighty real dragon rose into the sky.
"A Dragon Emperor knife can't save you."
Seeing this, Wang Shiyuan smiled. The black halberd in his hand cut through the space like an autonomous spirit and shot at Ye Hao in a flash.
Qiang!
Ye Hao's look changed dramatically. With the mighty real dragon in his hand, he suddenly cut out and entangled himself with the broken halberd.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, the broken ancient mirror above Wang Shiyuan vibrated in vain. An earth shaking bright red awn, like a vertical magma, with a burning vastness, as if it could burn the heaven, suddenly erupted from it.
Boom!
The world shook and the void tore. This hot and terrible bright red awn seemed to melt and burn the whole space. The four true Phoenix and virtual shadows in it brought a large area of inflammation, roared and startled the sky, and rushed to Ye Hao.
The intense crisis of life and death made Ye Hao's scalp explode and his cold hair stand up. When he resisted the black halberd, he suddenly pinched between his fingers and clenched his teeth and drank:
"Zhenhun bridge!"
"Xuanhuang flag!"
"Show me!"
The hot and terrible sea of fire is raging, making the space collapse and collapse.
At the same time, the two hazy and misty huge virtual shadows burst into a towering momentum, like the fairy King facing the dust, taking seven steps one after another, making the whole heaven and earth roar and vibrate, and the void is constantly torn. The scene is extremely terrible, which is not like the battle of this realm.
The mighty and surging afterwave of power surged and spread. Rao Shi, Ye Hao and Wang Shiyuan were both shocked. They both snorted and turned pale.
"There are... What means to use together!"
Wang Shiyuan breathed slightly, but his eyes were full of palpitating heat. His feminine face twitched slightly because of excitement, which was very creepy.
On the other hand, Ye Hao also managed to suppress the churning Qi and blood in his body. He looked at the young man in white with an unprecedented dignified look, but the storm at the bottom of his heart could not be calmed at all.
In fact, when he first saw Wang Shiyuan, Ye Hao guessed about his origin, but he was never really sure. Even when he saw the old black umbrella, the broken ancient mirror and the black halberd held by the former at the moment, he still had a trace of hesitation in his heart.
But until that moment, after Wang Shiyuan used the two magic powers one after another, Ye Hao knew the origin of the former, even if he didn't want to believe it anymore. It was just like his initial guess.
Wang Shiyuan, the concubine son of King Jialuo's family.
Same.
He is also a cultivator of xuanhuang jiuzhuantiangong!
The black umbrella, ancient mirror and black halberd held by him are the first supreme in the last years of ancient times and the third of the nine imperial soldiers of xuanhuang ancient emperor, Honghuang umbrella, Jiuhuang mirror and broken halberd.
Xuanhuang heavenly skill, nine turns into saints. This skill is the greatest inheritance of xuanhuang ancient emperor in those years. No one can guess its true power. Therefore, it has not been included in one of the 36 peerless skills.
But what is certain is that if this skill really wants to compete for ranking, I'm afraid there will be no small change in the position of the top 36, the top 10, or even the top 5.
This skill is exactly what Ye Hao got from the mysterious gray bead. Until he condensed his Taoist soul, he found that the xuanhuang heavenly skill he practiced was incomplete.
It was at that time that he imagined in his spare time whether another person in the world had inherited the remaining xuanhuang heavenly skill.
If no one gets the inheritance, it's OK. If someone gets the remaining inheritance of xuanhuang Tiangong, Ye Hao can also be sure that only one of him and that person can survive.
This is the destiny of xuanhuang Tiangong practitioners, because their cultivation methods are incomplete. Only by killing each other and depriving them of their inheritance, can they completely complete their own skills and Taoist soul, and the way of cultivation in the future will be truly unblocked.
Obviously, this must be the reason why Wang Shiyuan stared at him.
However, Ye Hao is not sure how much inheritance Wang Shiyuan has received from xuanhuang Tiangong, because his own condensed Taoist soul, only the three imperial soldiers of longhuang Dao, zhenhun bridge and xuanhuang banner have similar spiritual substances, while the other six imperial soldiers only have virtual shadows, which can not play too much power at all.
In real terms, he only got one-third of the inheritance of xuanhuang Tiangong, and so far, he has only found the remnant of longhuang Dao in the Kunlun restricted area, which is far less than Wang Shiyuan.
"Why, don't you have any other means?" seeing Ye Hao silent, the king on the other side complained about Yin measurement and licked his lips. "If that's all, I'll accept your inheritance! After all, xuanhuang jiuzhuantian skill is like a pearl covered with dust and a violent object on a waste like you."
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "the rest of the inheritance of Kung Fu is on you?"
Hearing the speech, Wang Shiyuan grinned silently, sneered and said, "guess."
Ye Hao's face was dignified. In front of him, Wang Shi's resentment was like a cold pool without waves. It was unfathomable. It gave people a cold and bone uncomfortable feeling. Even he couldn't see through it.
"Alas, it seems that you are too poor. Although you have some small surprises, you still disappoint me." Wang Shiyuan shook his head with a strange smile. "In that case, I won't waste time with you."
"Nine Phoenix mirror, now!"
Boom!
As the cold drink spread, an ancient mirror filled with a terrible smell suddenly appeared above Wang Shiyuan's head.
The ancient mirror is dark and full of cracks. It seems to break up at any time, but there is still a hot smell of ancient vicissitudes, which is very frightening.
Jiuhuang mirror, one of the nine invincible imperial soldiers in the world when the ancient emperor xuanhuang threatened the world, is said to have found nine real Phoenix dead eggs in his early years and refined them with a great magic power, which is equivalent to hatching and surviving in an alternative way.
You know, Zhenhuang is one of the most powerful creatures of the demon family. It exists almost only in legends. It is like a God. It can be said that she is the supreme god of the demon family. Like the real dragon, she is known as the natural supreme and peerless demon emperor. As long as she grows up after her childhood, she can easily step into the supreme realm and achieve the results of the demon emperor. Few people in the world dare to provoke her.
The nine Phoenix mirror is made of nine real phoenix eggs, which shows how terrible the writing of the xuanhuang ancient emperor, who is known as the first Supreme emperor in the last years of ancient times.
Ye Hao could not say more clearly about the power of Jiuhuang mirror, because when he was burning the Holy Son Lin Xuan of Heisha sect opposite the crematorium, he easily killed a holy Son Tianjiao with a ghost shadow of Jiuhuang mirror without soul cohesion.
Not to mention that what Wang Shiyuan controls at the moment is not a Taoist soul similar to virtual shadow or even spirit, but a real Jiuhuang mirror.
Fortunately, Jiuhuang mirror is as broken as the Dragon Emperor sword in his hand. It is no longer the power of the peak period. Otherwise, Ye Hao will only be killed in an instant even if he intends to resist.
Of course, even if it was a broken imperial soldier, Ye Hao didn't dare to underestimate the slightest. The strength in his body was boiling without reservation. It poured into the Dragon Emperor sword like a surging river. After a while, a mighty real dragon rose into the sky.
"A Dragon Emperor knife can't save you."
Seeing this, Wang Shiyuan smiled. The black halberd in his hand cut through the space like an autonomous spirit and shot at Ye Hao in a flash.
Qiang!
Ye Hao's look changed dramatically. With the mighty real dragon in his hand, he suddenly cut out and entangled himself with the broken halberd.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, the broken ancient mirror above Wang Shiyuan vibrated in vain. An earth shaking bright red awn, like a vertical magma, with a burning vastness, as if it could burn the heaven, suddenly erupted from it.
Boom!
The world shook and the void tore. This hot and terrible bright red awn seemed to melt and burn the whole space. The four true Phoenix and virtual shadows in it brought a large area of inflammation, roared and startled the sky, and rushed to Ye Hao.
The intense crisis of life and death made Ye Hao's scalp explode and his cold hair stand up. When he resisted the black halberd, he suddenly pinched between his fingers and clenched his teeth and drank:
"Zhenhun bridge!"
"Xuanhuang flag!"
"Show me!"
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