Chapter 688

At the moment when Ye Hao's internal strength broke out, Zihua's Holy Son's eyes on the other side couldn't help shrinking violently, and the sarcastic sneer on his face was instantly stiff, and his look changed for the first time.

In fact, the power of Qi and blood in the young man's body is too terrible. Rao is his Hongmeng purple gas. He even feels extremely strong oppression, which was unimaginable in the past.

Not only the son of Zihua, but also the overseas Tianjiao in the distance changed color suddenly. His mind roared like being bombarded by thunder. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

In any case, they could not imagine that there was such terrible power in the young man. Did he not use his full strength in the previous confrontation?

In the face of a saint and son level demon, he dared to keep his hand. The courage and strength of the young man almost made everyone feel a thrill and some shudder.

"You think you're hiding something?"

Ye Hao took a deep breath and felt the majestic power he had never experienced. He sneered at the Zihua Holy Son with tight eyes. He really didn't use all his strength in the fight just now. He just wanted to try what the difference was between the complete improvement of the extreme situation law and the beginning.

Needless to say, he was extremely satisfied with the result.

At present, Ye Hao does not intend to keep his hand. After all, in the face of the legendary Hongmeng purple gas and the blood of saints, he will not be arrogant enough to think that he can suppress it without all his strength.

"Cunning aborigines!"

Zihua Shengzi twitched in the corners of his eyes and flashed in his eyes. At the bottom of his heart, there was a sense of fear for the first time. In fact, the Qi and blood emitted by the former was too majestic, and even he was faintly inferior to him.

With such a strong physique, it's no wonder his followers are as vulnerable as local chickens and dogs.

"How about hiding your strength? If the son wants to kill you, it's still not much harder than killing a chicken!"

Boom!

The son of Zihua drank coldly, suppressed his anger and kept himself in the best state of mind. The whole person turned into a purple God awn and rushed out for the first time.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you can't do it! But you... Are about to become the first overseas son I'll kill!"

Ye Hao drank deeply. It was like a prehistoric beast waking up in his body. When the power in his body completely exploded, it also burst out as a streamer.

Boom!

The two streamers, like two meteorites, with an extremely terrible momentum, suddenly exploded and collided with each other. For a moment, it was like a million immortal thunder exploding in the sky. The aftershock of the terrible power made the whole world shake. The void space collapsed like a mirror, revealing the dark void turbulence. The scene was as terrible as extinction.

In the raging power storm, Ye Hao looked solemn, his fist printed like a rainbow, opened and closed, and urged his own strength to the extreme. The red blood in his body was like a river rushing, flowing and surging, and bursts of terrible blood fluctuations broke out.

The most amazing thing is that in the depths of the red blood, there is a wisp of pale golden blood as if with divinity. It does not show mountains and dew, but the power is even more vast. Every time it flows and urges, Ye Hao's momentum continues to erupt and climb like a volcano.

"Impossible!"

On the other side, Zihua Shengzi burst into a towering momentum, like a human murderer. The breath of terror shook the sky. When he raised his hands and feet, the void continued to collapse, shaking Ye Hao's bright fist prints.

However, even so, the son of Zihua still faintly fell in the downwind. In the face of the rising momentum of the youth, he actually had a more and more frightened sense. If it weren't for the purple God awn around him, it seemed to meander around like a living creature with a certain spirit, blocking many fist prints of the youth, I'm afraid his decline would be more obvious in the confrontation at the moment.

"How can a mere aborigine shake the son and die for me!"

Zihua Holy Son roared and his momentum was even more terrible. As a saint with blood, he was extraordinary and refined. Even in the face of the same level Holy Son, he had never been afraid and could not accept the fact that he was defeated by an indigenous practitioner.

For a time, the vast and majestic purple gas surged up, blocking out the sky and filling the sky, which seemed to render the whole relic space purple. In this purple gas, the son of Zihua was more like the son of a God, filled with mysterious and terrible brilliance, and his momentum was faintly beyond Ye Hao.

"Hongmeng purple gas..."

Ye Hao looked dignified and didn't dare to be careless. The runes in his black eyes moved Chunqiu's pupils and stared at the increasingly violent Zihua son.

Hongmeng purple Qi is a rare and frightening power in heaven and earth, which is better than the ordinary spiritual power in heaven and earth. Practitioners of Tongtian Daofeng should be most familiar with this power. It is popular in the world. When practitioners of Sanqing mountain start their daily cultivation, they need to swallow Xialu in the morning and practice it with skill at the moment of the birth of the sun, In order to capture the extremely rare Hongmeng purple air between heaven and earth.

However, as Hongmeng purple gas, Zihua Holy Son can mobilize this energy almost endlessly, making his attack more fierce, which is almost shocking.

"Hongmeng purple gas, no wonder it has such a reputation. It really deserves its reputation!"

When the fist seal was waved, Ye Hao was also shocked at the bottom of his heart. With the blessing of Hongmeng Ziqi, the power of Zihua Shengzi increased tremendously. Even if he practiced the so-called invincible body training method of Denglong three pole realm, he felt great pressure. Ye Hao only felt such pressure on Zhang kuaixue and TIANYAO Zi at the beginning.

Obviously, although the overseas Saint son is arrogant and domineering, he does have a conceited capital. Even if ordinary practitioners are amazing in talent, they will inevitably fall behind in the face of such Saint son level demons.

Of course, while Ye Hao was shocked, the foreign practitioners in the distance were even more shocked. The originally uproar crowd was already dead at the moment. Everyone stared at the two powerful terrorist figures in the void, which had never been seen before.

Even Zihua Holy Son, as a saint's blood, no matter how terrible his strength is, it's unthinkable that an unknown Aboriginal monk of Taichu star has the strength to compete with the Holy Son.

You know, at the moment, the Zihua Holy Son has not left his hand at all, showing the real strength of the Holy Son level demon, but he still can't suppress the indigenous youth, and even at some moments, he is faintly at the disadvantage.

Especially before, they wanted to capture the young man to curry favor with the son of Zihua, which made everyone feel creepy and angry. Fortunately, they didn't do it, otherwise they would capture a freak demon who could compete with the son. I'm afraid they didn't see enough together.