Yin Li was frightened in his heart. He used the five-color palm that he had trained with the energy of the five poisons to shoot out the five-color palm. It was red, orange, blue, and purple. It looked very beautiful, but it contained strange poisons. Not to mention getting hit by one,

If it is touched by the wind of a palm, the whole body will turn into pus and blood and die.

Zhang Hao chuckled, but the sword did not change and struck straight down.

The greatest characteristic of cultivating consciousness is the ability to control one's own body and understand every detail. Every bone, meridian, blood, flesh, and pore in the body can be controlled freely. Substances such as poisonous smoke and poisonous gas cannot invade the body at all.

The five-color divine palm is soft and straight, and the five poisonous qi can corrode the true qi, but it has no effect at all when it encounters Zhang Hao's sword light.

A flash of light flashed by, and Zhang Hao ignored him again.

A moment later, a knife mark appeared between Yin Li's eyebrows, and then blood rained down, and the short, black and thin corpse was split into two halves.

What is frightening is that densely packed poisonous insects suddenly crawled out of Yin Li's belly, including golden centipedes, small blood-red snakes with long fingers, toads with bodies as white as jade, dark golden spiders, and light cyan scorpions.

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In the center of all the poisonous insects, there is a plump and round pale golden silkworm baby, lying lazily on Yinli's heart, looking extremely terrifying!

After the silkworm baby appeared, the colorful mist suddenly rolled towards Yin Li's body, as if under some kind of guidance.

In an instant, Yin Li's flesh and blood melted away, leaving only a white skeleton.

Even those five poisonous and strange insects, none of them can survive.

The tiny Gu insects in the colorful mist became more dazzling after devouring their master, and suddenly turned into a whirlpool, all flocking towards the golden silkworm baby. Surprisingly, these terrible poisons seemed to have returned when they got close to the golden silkworm baby.

The mother body is absorbed by it bit by bit.

After a while, all the colorful mist dissipated, but the body of the golden silkworm baby became a circle bigger, and the pale gold body color became darker.

The golden silkworm baby squeaked and suddenly flew up from the ground, like a golden stream of light, flying towards Zhang Hao!

Zhang Hao was startled, and slashed towards him with a sword. The light of the sword was blazing and domineering, like a thunderbolt.

But just when the sword energy was about to hit Jin Silkworm's body, he suddenly stopped the sword force.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt a weak consciousness, as if it had just sprouted, showing kindness to him, full of admiration and fear, and its origin was none other than the Golden Silkworm.

"Now that intelligence has evolved, doesn't it mean we can call it a demon?"

Zhang Hao was surprised that in the Kunxu world, whether it was the innate mythical beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, etc., or the acquired intelligent creatures such as the demon clan, they had long since become precious protected animals. He had never seen a real "

Demon”!

However, this golden silkworm's Taoism is still shallow and it has just given birth to a "spirit", so it can only be regarded as a spirit.

The strength of this kind of creature can only depend on the racial talent. The weak ones can be treated like chickens and slaughtered, while the powerful ones can even rival the master.

For example, this golden silkworm is born with a strong body, is not afraid of the sharp sword of magic weapons, and has the ability to fly. In addition, it is poisonous. Even if it happens to a master, if you are not careful, you will be in trouble!

As soon as Zhang Hao's hostility ceased, the golden silkworms immediately flew to his side, flying and circling around his body, extremely lively and agile.

"It's interesting!" Zhang Hao smiled. He could feel that this thing was not that simple, but it was always a help!

All the top figures in the martial arts world were shocked and horrified. The Poison Saint Yinli was possessed of poisonous skills. He was unpredictable and extremely difficult to deal with. He had always been a figure that few people dared to mess with in the martial arts world, but he just turned into a pile of bones.

This supervisory pavilion master seems to be more powerful than the legend!

Zhang Hao didn't care what they were thinking. He looked at Gu Qingchuan and said with a smile: "If you hide in hiding, I won't have time to pay attention to you for a while. Why come here to seek death?"

Gu Qingchuan narrowed his eyes and said: "Who will die and who will live? We won't know until we try it!"

Zhang Hao chuckled, standing upright, with a majestic aura that was as motionless as a mountain, and said lightly: "If I beat you to death, this world should stop!"

He slowly took a step forward, his spirit and will rising infinitely, like a sun rising across the sky, oppressing the world.

Everyone felt a huge pressure pressing on themselves. Under the interaction of Qi and Qi, they couldn't help but use their martial arts to fight against it. Their respective martial arts gods appeared, and the light and shadow in the field changed, as magnificent as a dream!

Behind Ling Duancang was the phantom of the blue sea, with wild waves rolling up and the waves surging. His heart and mind were united, and he followed the wonderful principles of heaven and earth with his sword, turned into a tidal wave, and attacked Zhang Hao.

At the same time, the two elders of Dahuang, with black and white yin and yang whirlpools appearing behind them, dead trees, and green pines, stacked their palms, and if their power increased infinitely, they also attacked.

Zhang Hao's body moved, like lightning and stars flying, disappearing in an instant. The next moment, the figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling Duancang. This move was the key point for his sword skills to be ready but failed. It was extremely clever.

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Zhang Hao stretched out his arms and claws, and with a change of move, he immediately grabbed the back of Ling Duancang's knife. His arm was pressed against the blade, and with a slight shock, the internal force was released, and the sword made of meteorite iron suddenly broke into several pieces. Ling broke

Cang's figure flew out upside down, blood spurting from his mouth.

This may seem amazing, but in fact it is not difficult. This sword has been forged for hundreds of years. It has fought against countless masters, and it has long been damaged inside. Just like a twilight old man, Zhang Hao's spirit is keenly aware of its damage.

The wear and tear, coupled with the selection of the stress point, can easily break this famous sword!

At this time, the offensive of the two elders of Dahuang has arrived. They are brothers in the same sect and have known each other for more than sixty years. They have already reached the point where their hearts are connected, their palm movements are in harmony, and their cooperation is perfect.

The power of yin and yang palms is like a whirlpool, which can obliterate all things.

Zhang Hao's body was as motionless as a mountain, towering in the vastness. When he stepped on it, his true energy stirred up and turned into protective Gang Qi, blocking the yin and yang palm power.

Immediately, a sword energy was slashed out from his fingers, separating the yin and yang. It was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce through the void. The sword cut off the dead wood in his left palm, and blood spurted out!

Dead Tree screamed miserably, and struck out with his right palm like a mad tiger. His palm was powerful, condensing a lifetime of skill.

This blow had no power but no subtlety. Zhang Hao took it seriously and pointed it out, hitting it right in the palm of his hand.

The power of one blow spread throughout the whole body. Zhang Hao's finger seemed light and fluttery, but in one blow, all the meridians in the dead tree's body were broken.

The dead tree figure flew up in the air, then fell to the ground, bleeding from all its orifices, and died on the spot!

Seeing that his senior brother was dead, Qingsong's eyes were about to burst, so he rushed forward and struck Zhang Hao's chest with the force of his palms like a dragon soaring through the sky.

Zhang Hao did not dodge or dodge, and the Gangqi transformed into a shape, like a purple cloud, empty and unstretched, lingering as if it existed, protecting him in front of him. However, when Qingsong's palm struck, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no abnormality at all.

Qingsong was shocked, his strong energy turned from soft to strong, and in a moment of shock, Qingsong's own palm power was also returned.

puff!
Chapter completed!