That feeling was indescribable. The Golden Moon Demon General looked at the East Ji Tianzhu in the air and finally understood why Sun Hao talked so much nonsense to him. It turned out that the real purpose was like this.

If he could do it again, the Golden Moon Demon General would flee far away early with the Dongji Tianzhu to find a place to curb the Dongji Tianzhu, and perhaps he had successfully destroyed it at this time.

But now, I have paid such a great price, but I have given up the opportunity that should belong to Sun Hao.

The grief and anger in my heart, the anger in my heart being played with, and the guilt in the failure of the mission failed, which made the Golden Moon Demon General finally attack his heart.

As a demon general who has achieved success in cultivation, he couldn't help but spit out an old mouthful of blood at this time.

The injury, which had not recovered, became worse instantly.

At this time, in the sky, Sun Hao shone golden light, holding the Doutian stick in his hands, and slashed it down on his head. In this stick, there was a faint sadness in Sun Hao's heart and a strong desire to ask for an explanation for his friend.

Although this stick did not reach Sun Hao's momentum, it also contained Sun Hao's very restrained and powerful fighting spirit and determination.

In addition, the Golden Moon Demon General's state is not very good at this time, and his strength itself is slightly inferior to Sun Hao, so he took a single blow.

The Golden Moon Demon General hurriedly "dang" the demon sword that came up from below was split open, and the Doutian Stick still slashed at the ancient demon's head.

The Golden Moon Demon General exhaled, and the black light flashed on his body. His arms suddenly flew upwards, and he roared in his mouth: "Hi..."

But immediately, his roar turned into a shrill scream.

On Sun Hao’s Sky Fighting Stick, there was a layer of golden light like a sharp blade, like cutting tofu. With a brush, he directly split his arms and slashed down like thunder.

"ah……"

The Golden Moon Demon General screamed, and in a hurry, he shook his head and quickly escaped.

But he just escaped from his head and couldn't escape from his body.

With a blink of an eye, Sun Hao held the Doutian Stick in both hands and chopped the ancient demon's tall body into two halves.

From the ancient demon's right shoulder, a small half of his body was split from top to bottom by Sun Hao.

On the body of the ancient demon, which was retreating rapidly, there were already seen broken bones and cut internal organs, blood that were already seeping outward.

On the split half of the body, there were three arms and half legs, unwilling to catch the dance, and seemed to be under the control of the ancient Jinyue Demon, trying to fly towards the body.

The national master sighed in his heart, the amazing Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang were not slow, but the speed was not slow. With a wave of the golden cutter, it turned into two golden dragons, and it cracked, and cut the remaining body that was chopped down by Sun Hao in the air like a cut paper strip, instantly cutting into seven or eight pieces.

Jinyue Ancient Demon shouted: "No..."

Half of the blood seeped, seeing the body with its internal organs trembling in the sky, the ancient Jinyue demon glanced at Sun Hao and the Great Han National Master with resentment.

Regardless of it, he rushed upwards and attacked the dragon toad in the air.

Even if you die, you will still have to hit the East Ji Tianzhu.

"Go down to me", Zhu Ling's crisp drink came from the air, and countless fiery red **s flew down.

The Golden Moon Demon General did not fight. At this moment, he was surrounded by the enemy and fought alone. His only hope was to get close to the dragon toad in the air and injure the East Ji Tianzhu. As for his own safety, he had already been put aside.

The huge body swayed in the air, and before Zhu Ling's legs hit, it had already started to move instantly.

Sun Hao, who was chasing him, shouted: "Little Huo."

Xiaohuo bounced and jumped into the air, aimed at the front, and opened his mouth and swallowed.

A large space ahead seemed to be in an instant.

The Golden Moon Demon General was stunned for a moment, and his movement was interrupted by life.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, Zhu Ling's legs were slashed down with flames, and the body of the Golden Moon Demon General was constantly slashed down from the air under huge power.

Sun Hao rushed up from below with a Doutian stick in his hand, and the tip of the stick was breathing a cold light.

The dragon toad in the sky "shoulder" sounded up and waved the dragon horn, and the dragon pillar of national fortune was pushed above the dragon horn, as if it had a huge attraction. The broken body of the golden dragon of national fortune was constantly gathered towards the dragon pillar of national fortune, and gathered under the dragon toad into a huge white auspicious cloud.

The dragon toad's forehead opened its vertical eyes again, looked downward, and looked at it again: "Look at the ages with a vertical eyes..."

At this time, Dan Wei chose a trident above his head, swung a huge blue transparent vortex, waved his arms forward, and still facing the Golden Moon Demon General who was suppressed by Zhu Ling.

Xiao Zhang is eager to try.

Luo Mei shook her head and said, "No need..."

After saying that, he looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He stretched his right hand forward, and a stream of blood like flowing water flew out, quickly swept away the ancient Jinyue Demon and was cut into pieces of minced meat.

The air war also had results.

The dragon toad's vertical eye was restricted, and the speed was extremely fast covering the Jinyue Ancient Demon. The Jinyue Ancient Demon felt a chill all over, and the aura of decay appeared on the whole body. The injuries on half of the body instantly worsened, and blood penetrated faster.

Forcefully shaking his body, Jin Yue tried to cheer up her spirits. Under her feet, the whirlpool wrapped around him, fixing him in the air, and constantly rotating.

There was a slash of flames on the head, and a whirlpool was restrained below.

Sun Hao rushed up again with a fighting sky stick in his hand, and the Golden Moon Demon General was instantly facing a desperate situation.

After a slight silence in his heart, the Golden Moon Demon General began to burn the demon baby in his body, and black flames rose up on his body. Even if he died, he would still have to pull a cushion!

The black flames rushed, and the Golden Moon Demon General's aura became strong, his arms spread out, and forced the vortex to tear open the vortex. Just as he was about to rush upwards, Zhu Ling suddenly felt a pain in his body.

When he looked down, the Golden Moon Demon General was so heartbroken that at some point, Sun Hao had quickly stabbed into his body. The invincible Doutian Stick had already strung himself from below, like a skewer of meat.

He made a fuss in his heart and tried to drive the Nascent Soul to burn.

A hint of pity flashed in Sun Hao's eyes, and he whispered: "Fellow Daoist, it's easy to go all the way, hi..."

His right arm moved forward and shocked violently.

The Doutian Stick instantly rushed into the dantian of the ancient Jinyue Demon, and with a brush, he pushed through the burning Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul of the Golden Moon Demon General was broken, and the Nascent Soul in his body was instantly fixed by Sun Hao's Sky-Fighting Stick and could not move.

With difficulty, the Golden Moon Demon General pointed to Sun Hao and said, "You..."

Sun Hao spit out a word: "Long", and his right arm shook forward again. The Doutian stick was powerful, and the golden light of the stick was spit out, and it rushed forward and rushed forward in the body of the Golden Moon Demon General.

Finally, with a puff, the Doutian Stick rushed out from the middle of the head of the Golden Moon Demon General.

The Golden Moon Demon General twitched all over and struggled a few times unwillingly. His eyes flashed with divine light, but he felt that at this moment, both the Nascent Soul and the Soul were all under the Doutian Stick and could not move.

A huge darkness surged up.

The Golden Moon Demon General strapped on the Doutian Stick burst out with a shocking howl, and his huge head tilted and he laid softly on Sun Hao's Doutian Stick.

The national teacher's eyes shrank slightly, stepped on golden scissors, and stood not far from Sun Hao. He couldn't help but look at the extremely handsome young man in front of him, his heart full of shock.

The Golden Moon Demon General is a slightly stronger player than his Han nationality. Now he was killed by Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang with one stick and was extremely powerful. In theory, Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang in front of him have a high possibility that he could kill himself on the spot.

It is also very likely that Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang are better than him? But how many years have he entered the immortal class? How many years have he been promoted to the Nascent Soul, will his progress be so fast?

Perhaps, some monks really cannot be judged by common sense.

Emperor Zhaowen flew from afar and looked at Sun Hao, but thought in his heart that perhaps his judgment on Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang's strength was still insufficient, and he still underestimated this outrageously young True Lord. (To be continued.)
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