At this moment, Wu Tao's long hair was fluttering, his robes were rustling, and his whole body exuded the aura of a sharp and unparalleled sword cultivator who dominated the world.

He held Lan Yingxiang in one hand and held a broken ancient sword in the other hand. The long sword was hanging in the air and slashed straight at Jin Maohou.

roar!!

Waves of low roars came.

Jin Maohou roared on the spot, harnessed the power of the rolling wind and thunder, stretched out both claws, and grabbed Wu Tao like lightning.

…

Among the violent winds and thunder and lightning, the terrifying power hidden was coming towards Wu Tao and Lan Yingxiang crazily.

The expression on Wu Tao's face remained unchanged, his body was slightly arched, he held the sword to accumulate strength, and then thrust out with all his strength.

The giant golden claws and the broken ancient sword collided in mid-air, creating chaotic air currents.

The violent impact shook Wu Tao's whole body.

The powerful aftermath knocked Wu Tao and Lan Yingxiang away several feet. Lan Yingxiang vomited blood and fell directly to the ground.

Although Wu Tao was stronger, he could only stand sideways with his sword in hand. His hands kept shaking.

Wu Tao, who was seriously injured, did not feel despair. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and held the broken ancient sword tighter with his right hand.

If it were really Jinmaohou who was in the Dan-formation stage, he would have died just now, not even the dregs would be left.

Could it be that he had made a mistake in his previous estimation? This golden-haired Roar was still underage. Wu Tao's thoughts suddenly changed.

No! That’s not right! Judging from the body shape, this is Golden Hair Howl who is already in the pill formation stage and above. However, due to being in a sealed state for a long time, he has been unable to absorb spiritual energy, and his strength has deteriorated to the point where he is on the verge of falling into the pill formation stage.

Wu Tao guessed the truth of the matter almost instantly.

…

This golden-haired roar may have been sealed here by the eminent monks of Wanfo Temple.

There is obviously no spiritual energy in the Sealed Land, and Golden Hair Roar can only reduce the consumption of its own activities through constant dormancy.

But as millions of years passed, no matter how frugal the Golden Retriever was, it began to fade irreversibly.

From the original state of at least the pill forming stage, it has deteriorated to the current extremely weak state.

…

Thinking of this, Wu Tao raised his sword again and rushed towards Jin Maohou.

This man and the beast began a new desperate fight.

Holding the broken ancient sword in one hand, Wu Tao suddenly felt a surge of blood, as if the blood in his body was instantly ignited and boiling.

Live to fight, die to fight.

This is a man's life.

That's how men should be.

Just when Wu Tao seemed to be immersed in emotion, Golden Hair Roar suddenly let out a thundering roar, raised his claws, and struck Wu Tao like a mountain crushing him!

If it were an ordinary monk in the foundation-building stage, he would definitely be shocked by this overwhelming momentum, and it would be extremely difficult to react!

But Wu Tao doesn’t!

Because who is Wu Tao? He is the God of Death who emerged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Just when Lan Yingxiang thought Wu Tao was about to be beaten into pulp by the claws swinging down.

Wu Tao suddenly raised his head, and a golden light seemed to flash in his cold eyes.

Wu Tao's mouth erupted with a thundering roar that was no worse than a golden retriever's roar.

Along with this roar, sword energy surged all over the sky, and the sword intent continued to rise until it reached its peak.

The sword energy that filled the sky hit the thousand-foot-tall golden-haired roaring body without any tricks.

Even the golden-haired roar, which is a Buddhist guardian beast, can't resist the sword energy that fills the sky.

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The terrifying power contained in it was blasted into the earth a hundred feet away.

"boom!"

The moment Golden Retriever fell to the ground, a mountain peak beneath him collapsed and cracked, leaving a very shocking scene.

The sword energy dissipated, revealing Wu Tao's tall but almost exhausted figure.

After taking a slow and deep breath, he didn't make any pause, grabbed the sword in his hand, and rushed towards Jin Maohou again.

The sword that struck Jinmao Roar just now had an astonishing toll on Wu Tao's entire body.

However, at that moment, Wu Tao felt an unprecedented sense of relief, feeling that every drop of blood in his body was completely boiling!

…

roar!!

There was a low roar, accompanied by howls of pain.

Jinmaohou's two claws were also chopped off by the broken ancient sword. He was seriously injured and golden blood flowed out.

At the critical moment, Wu Tao's face was calm, and while his body shape was changing, he took steps step by step, constantly getting closer to the injured Jin Maohou.

Lan Yingxiang also reacted at this time.

She threw dozens of talismans and several top-notch magic weapons to contain the terrifying Golden Roar from the side.

After a fierce and long battle, Wu Tao seized the opportunity.

With a bang, Jin Maohou's chest was pierced by the broken ancient sword, and the golden blood in it continued to flow.

…

Then, Wu Tao turned around, circled his body backwards, and quickly got behind Jin Maohou, raised his arm high, and stabbed him with the sword again.

With a bang, another blood hole appeared on Golden Retriever's back, and a large amount of golden blood spurted out.

This wasn't over yet, while Jin Maohou was screaming in pain, Wu Tao threw more than a hundred fire-attribute talismans into Jin Maohou's mouth.

A series of explosions sounded, and Jinmaohou's figure, as huge as a giant peak, leaned back weakly and hit the ground heavily.

I'll kill you while you're sick.

The broken ancient sword suddenly slashed out, and the huge sword energy soaring into the sky penetrated the golden-haired roar's head.

Blood rain poured down from the sky.

Wu Tao stared at the ground with Jin Mao Roar's head, which was dozens of feet tall.

After a long time, when Golden Hair Roar had lost its breath, a large amount of golden blood stained the entire earth.

…

"After all, this golden-haired roar was killed by you and I together. As a puppet master, Junior Sister Lan, you must have taken away the spirit of this golden-haired roar. Then its inner elixir and body will belong to me.

How about half and half?”

After Wu Tao and Lan Yingxiang worked together to kill Jin Maohou, the two began to sit on the ground and share their filth.

Faced with Wu Tao's suggestion, Lan Yingxiang smiled and didn't say much else about it. However, deep in the corner of her eyes, a fierce light suddenly flashed.

Seeing that Lan Yingxiang had no objection, Wu Tao directly raised the broken ancient sword and prepared to cut up Jin Maohou's body.

But at this moment, a change occurred.

Behind Wu Tao, a powerful spiritual power emerged, and a sharp silver dagger, a top-level magical weapon, directly penetrated Wu Tao's body.

The heartbreaking pain instantly reached Wu Tao's mind, and bits of bright red blood dripped from the wound on Wu Tao's back.

Wu Tao's expression remained unchanged, he slowly turned around and looked directly at Lan Yingxiang.

He sighed softly, and then said: "Junior Sister Lan, you did this after all."

Seeing this, Wu Tao had already anticipated Lan Yingxiang's actions.

…

"Sorry, Wu

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Senior brother, the inheritance of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is really important to me, and I must ensure that it is absolutely flawless."

Looking at Wu Tao, Lan Yingxiang's face was slightly apologetic, and her bright eyes showed a hint of guilt.

"Without me, you would have died in Jin Mao Hou's mouth."

Wu Tao looked calm and spoke softly, telling a fact.

"I know."

Lan Yingxiang fiercely pulled out the poison-quenched silver dagger and nodded, saying slowly: "So, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."
To be continued...