Chapter 768

Shua!

When the words fell, Ye Hao took a step. His body instantly disappeared in place, swept up the sky like an electric light, and suddenly appeared in front of the ghost spider son, slapping it very casually.

"Be careful! This guy is stronger than the original Jin Wuwei!"

Seeing that he was so careless, Zihua Shengzi subconsciously drank and reminded him, and there was anger in the ghost spider Shengzi's eyes. With his strength, he could rank at the top among the Shengzi level demons. In addition to the legendary top Shengzi, it can be said that he could push the same generation. When was he so despised?

Of course, the anger in his heart belongs to anger, but the ghost spider son dare not be careless. The strength in his body erupts violently. The rolling black fog fills the sky and the universe. The scene is extremely frightening.

"I'll see how much you can do!"

The ghost spider Holy Son drank ferociously, and his eyes were filled with ferocity. He was also a saint's blood. He naturally had pride and conceit in his heart. Even if the breath of the former made him afraid, he still didn't believe that an aboriginal in the wild world could easily suppress him.

In the roar, the ghost spider Shengzi burst into a towering black awn. The fist seal was more like a round of black sun, wrapped in a terrible and frightening black light, and directly met Ye Hao.

This blow was so terrible that the heart of Zihua Holy Son in the distance was raised to his throat. After all, the former was the real blood of the saint, and was better than Jin Wuwei and the prince of snake. With a blow of all-out strength, I'm afraid that ordinary practitioners of celestial phenomena would be blown into blood mist if they were only contaminated, even if the young man was weird, But he doesn't think he can press down the ghost spider son so easily.

Pop!

Just as Zihua Holy Son held his breath and stared at the sky ravaged by the power storm, a crisp slap sounded strangely, followed by a dull hum. He saw half of the ghost spider Holy Son's face twisted, and the whole person seemed to be bombarded by unimaginable power and hit the ground directly.

"How is that possible?!"

This strange scene stunned Zihua Shengzi, and a pair of purple eyes shrank unbelievably. He did know that the teenager was strong, but in his guess, it should also take some effort to suppress the ghost spider Shengzi.

But who ever thought, just a face-to-face, just a random slap, the holy blood of the noble ghost spider family, the ghost spider son, second only to the supreme son, unexpectedly failed without suspense and fell into the sky like a dead dog.

You know, the ghost spider Saint son is far from the blood toad Saint son just now. If the two really fight, the former must have the absolute upper hand.

But Rao is so. In the face of this tough and strange boy, the end of ghost spider Saint son is still not much better than blood toad Saint son.

Boom!

In the shocked eyes of Zihua Shengzi, the ghost spider Shengzi has hit the stratum heavily, making the world roar violently, the earth and mountains shake, and the stratum within a thousand feet suddenly collapses and collapses like an earthquake. The scene is very terrible.

"The so-called Tianjiao, second only to the supreme son, is that all you can do?"

Ye Hao stepped on the void and fell down step by step. His body exuded the vast and majestic power of Qi and blood, making the void around him twist and roar like boiling. In this way, he looked down at the bottom filled with smoke and dust, and his eyes were faintly disappointed.

With the help of the heavenly fire, Ye Hao finally refined the last spiritual pulse and completely stepped into the perfect state of the celestial phenomena. There was a powerful force surging in his body.

For this power, even Ye Hao felt a little frightened and wanted to see where his current limit was. The emergence of blood toad Saint son and ghost spider Saint son was the best test stone for him.

However, to his disappointment, he hasn't used all his strength since just now, but these two holy children demons who are famous in the star sea have been defeated like local chickens and dogs.

"NIMA... How strong is this guy now?"

On the other hand, Zihua Shengzi has long been shocked by the terrible strength of the youth, and his mind has suffered a great impact. He really can't imagine that even figures such as ghost spider Shengzi have lost face to face. Can the strength of the former be comparable to the legendary top Shengzi now?

"It's just a wild world. How could such demons be born..."

Zihua Holy Son's face is stiff, and waves of waves are set off in his heart. The top Holy Son will not be seen much even with the vastness of the star sea. They are the core heirs of strong families from all sides, and can only come to this step with endless accumulation.

How could such evil spirits be born in a wild and desolate world?

Boom!

Just when Zihua Shengzi was shocked, a startling roar suddenly broke out in the place filled with smoke and dust in the distance. The rolling black fog was filled with endless corruption and ferocity, like a tsunami hitting the sky.

Roar!

The black fog is thick and overwhelming, and even the dust seems to decay. In this endless black fog, a vague and terrible virtual shadow condenses. It is a huge spider like a hill, six eyes and eight legs, roaring up to the sky, and the terrible evil spirit erupts into the sky.

"Is this... Ghost faced spider?!"

At the moment of seeing the virtual shadow of the spider, Zihua Shengzi changed his look and lost his voice in horror.

Ghost faced sky spider, a wild alien, is also an incomparably powerful ethnic group. It is obvious that the ghost shadow in the black fog is definitely the blood source of the Holy Son of ghost spider. The ghost spider family is a terrorist who has entered the field of saints.

"Is it burning blood again?" Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and felt the overwhelming terror and oppression. A satisfied radian finally appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's just like a little."

Since the arrival of foreign practitioners, Ye Hao has a vague understanding of their practice system. He knows that although they also practice Taoism, soul, Dharma and image, the biggest means is to rely on their own blood.

This is another training path, and it is extremely brilliant and powerful. It is terrible because each ethnic group, the power imprinted in the blood of the past sages and strong people from generation to generation can be continuously inherited. Even if the strongest people sit down and fall one day, the power of inheritance in the blood will still not be cut off. As long as there is a Tianjiao Junjie with good talent in the ethnic group, You can shine brightly on the road of cultivation, and you have a great chance to continue the glory of your ancestors.

"Damn aborigine, push me to this step. You can't redeem me if you die!"

In the ruins below, the ghost spider holy son finally appeared. At the moment, half of his face was bloody and flesh blurred, his eyes were extremely frightening, filled with a thick sense of killing and resentment, and he wanted to devour Ye Hao alive.

The power of blood is absolutely the most important thing for the saint level demon. This time, the ghost spider Saint knows that burning blood will leave him irreparable sequelae and even affect the future fruit. But now he has no choice. It's too weird for the young man. If he doesn't burn blood, he has no confidence to fight.

"Oh, burn blood and borrow the power of our ancestors. The original Jin Wuwei and the prince of the snake are also such means. I haven't seen them before."

Ye Hao sniffed lightly. Even in the face of the ghost faced spider filled with terror, he still had little fear on his face. Instead, his black eyes Rose with fiery fighting spirit. His hands suddenly pinched the formula and drank in a deep voice:

"Heaven and earth Dharma image, condensation!"