"That is the soul-catching finger of fellow Taoist Qingsang!"

"The soul-catching finger under the magic image of the demon god is extremely terrifying. Back then, Daoist Qingsang had just entered the peak of the Nine Tribulation Scattering Immortals. An old-fashioned strong man looked down on Daoist Qingsang and made a provocation. In the end, he was directly scattered by such a blow to the soul-cattering Immortals."

"Looking at Huang Hao's reaction, he was still motionless. Could it be that he was already scared to death?"

"This is a good deal for fellow Taoist Qingsang. If Huang Hao is killed by him, the power of the light source on Huang Hao will definitely be obtained by him."

"Speaking of this, Huang Hao is also a master. If it weren't for the natives of the Demon-Sealing Continent, I would have been willing to save him."

The three peak Nine Tribulation Sanxian sighed lightly, regretting Huang Hao, and also regretting that the power of the light source on Huang Hao was about to fall on Qingsang Sanxian.

"Swoosh--"

Under the sound of breaking the wind, the fingers of Qingsang Sanxian and the shadow of the demon god merged into one fell to Huang Hao's eyebrows. From the beginning to the end, Huang Hao just looked at all this lightly without any reaction, as if he was really scared as those peak Nine Tribulation Sanxian said.

Seeing this, Qingsang Sanxian couldn't help but smile a proud smile on his lips. As expected, his gods, magic and magic are still invincible. Even if Huang Hao is in evil, he will definitely not be able to stop the spiritual attack contained in his gods, magic and magic.

"At this moment, you should still sink into the illusion of blood sea created by gods and magic. This is good. When you walk into the environment, you cannot feel the pain of both soul and soul destruction, and you can die without any consciousness!" Qingsang Sanxian was extremely proud in his heart, and was about to activate the powerful power of the soul-catching finger to erase Huang Hao's spirit.

However, at this moment, his face suddenly froze, and he looked at Huang Hao as if he was looking at a monster, his eyes full of horror.

At this moment, Huang Hao actually smiled at him. His smile looked very clean, like the warm sun in winter. However, in the eyes of Qingsang Sanxian, Huang Hao's smile was like a demon opening his bloody mouth towards him, making him feel creepy.

"You...how did you break free from the illusion of the demon god?" He swallowed suddenly, his voice dry and hoarse: "Just just now, my mental power has already burst into your sea of ​​consciousness, why can't I feel them?"

"How can I trap me in a mere illusion?" Huang Hao smiled faintly, then glanced at the finger that was still pointing at the middle of his eyebrows, and suddenly said with a smile: "This soul-catching finger is indeed powerful. If you are an ordinary person, your soul will be gone at this moment. However, you have condensed all your mental power on this soul-catching finger. This is also the time when your spirit is weakest, right?"

"How did you...you...do it?" Qingsang Sanxian trembled all over. He wanted to withdraw his fingers, but found that his fingers were now as if they were embedded in Huang Hao's eyebrows. No matter how hard he tried, he could not withdraw his fingers.

At the same time, the phantom of the gods and demons behind him also realized something was wrong, and he couldn't help but roared repeatedly. The fierce flames above the phantom of the demons rose, making them very terrifying.

"Shut up!"

However, the next moment, Huang Hao suddenly raised his head, looked at the phantom of the demon god with cold eyes, and said coldly.

As the word "shut up" was spoken, the demon god felt an extremely terrifying aura suddenly rising from Huang Hao's body and pressing on himself.

Suddenly, the Demon God stopped on the spot and looked at Huang Hao with fear, as if he was a stray dog, and he never dared to say anything again.

"Let me go... let me go, Huang Hao, I am willing to surrender to you, let me go!" Qingsang Sanxian was sweating heavily and begged with panic on his face, with a strong despair in his voice.

"What's going on?"

The whole place was silent, and Qingsang Sanxian was full of begging words that made many practitioners who were originally waving flags for him silent. They looked at Qingsang Sanxian in disbelief, their eyes full of strangeness.

Is this still the arrogant peak Nine Tribulation Sanxian? How could the powerful Qingsang Sanxian beg for mercy from Huang Hao?

What exactly happened to this!

On the other hand, the three peak Nine Tribulation Sanxian who had originally watched Qingsang Sanxian kill Huang Hao looked at each other, and they all saw a look of horror from their respective eyes. They did not know what happened between Huang Hao and Qingsang Sanxian, but from the current situation, it was obvious that something happened to Qingsang Sanxian.

However, after their respective voice communication, they all fell silent. The situation was too strange at this moment. If they took action rashly, it would be very likely that they would put themselves in danger, so they chose to wait and see.

"Ruch... 告别!" Qingsang Sanxian's clothes were wet with cold sweat. At this moment, only he could feel the fluctuation of the immortal consciousness on Huang Hao's body. In front of the immortal consciousness, the mental power he had always been proud of was just as ridiculous as a child playing house. If he had known that Huang Hao's mental power had transformed into the immortal consciousness, even if he gave him ten courage, he would not dare to go against Huang Hao.

However, everything was over, and he saw the murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you are just the first one. Soon, everyone here will go with you." Huang Hao's face was full of sincere smiles: "I won't lie to you."

After the words came, the immortal consciousness suddenly condensed into a sword of immortal consciousness, rushed out of Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, followed the fingers between the Qingsang Sanxian pointing between Huang Hao's eyebrows, and rushed into Qingsang Sanxian's body, directly rushing into Qingsang Sanxian's sea of ​​consciousness, and slashed with one sword!

In an instant, Qingsang Sanxian's sea of ​​consciousness was split into two halves under the slash of Huang Hao's Immortal Sword, and then burst inch by inch.

At the same time, the phantom of the demon god behind Qingsang Sanxian also screamed shrillly, and then turned into a light spot in the sky and completely disappeared.

Looking at the Qingsang Sanxian who was already scattered, Huang Hao gently waved to the red streamer hanging on the stone tablet. One end of the streamer suddenly extended to Huang Hao, rolling up the Qingsang Sanxian's soulless body, strung together Li Zhaosi's body like a string of beads, hanging it on the stone tablet, fluttering in the wind.

The soul of the Sanxian is scattered, but the body will not die immediately, so it is not afraid that the body of the Qingsang Sanxian will immediately turn into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to dissipate.

After letting out a sigh of relief, Huang Hao couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. His immortal consciousness was only a first-class achievement after all. Although he had become a little stronger in recent times, using the immortal consciousness to destroy the sea of ​​consciousness of the peak Nine Tribulation Sanxian, like Qingsang Sanxian, still made him feel a little tired.

Taking out a pill to recover from the Qiankun Case and take it, Huang Hao's brows then stretched.

Turning his head, his eyes looked at the many practitioners of the Zhuhuang League present.

When Huang Hao's eyes were swept away, the cultivators of the Zhu Huang League all looked away guiltily and did not dare to look at Huang Hao's eyes, even those Nine Tribulation Immortals were no exception.

"Next, who wants to fight me?" Huang Hao curled a playful smile on his lips and said to everyone lightly.

Silence was still full of silence. Most people lowered their heads and dared not speak. Only those cultivators in the Nine Tribulation Immortal Realm looked at Huang Hao with fear, but they didn't know what they were thinking.

Judging from the strength shown by Huang Hao before, only the Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals can pose some threat to Huang Hao. As for the practitioners below the Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals, no matter how many of them are, it will only cause trouble. After all, it is not possible to win by reaching a certain level of state.

"boom--"

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky, and then a muffled groan came. Everyone followed the sound and saw a figure falling from the sky, hitting heavily on the ground, smashing a deep pit on the ground. At the time of the figure falling, two figures were flying down, and they instantly came to the ground and fought with the falling figure again.

Then there was another "crackling" sound of fighting, amid the sound of punching the flesh, mixed with screams and painful hums.

Everyone frowned when they heard these voices, and the cold sweat on their faces rolled down again. At this moment, they all understood that this person who was beaten was one of the five peak Nine Tribulation Immortals in the Punishment Huang League? The two followers who fought with the Blue Dragon War God before were so powerful, but in a blink of an eye, they turned into a water-falling dog and were beaten by the two. The sound, even if it sounded, hurt.

Huang Hao frowned and suddenly said angrily: "I still use this person, don't beat him to death."

Hearing Huang Hao's voice, Yaqi and Lu Wei rose up with some sense of satisfaction and threw a ball of things that were no longer human-shaped onto the stone tablet. Suddenly, the red ribbon was a scroll, hanging it next to Qingsang Sanxian, and also... it fluttered in the wind and dripping with blood. As much as it was, it would be as intoxicating as it would be.

"What a two violent maniacs." Huang Hao looked at the ball of things and couldn't help but secretly despise Yaqi and Lu Wei. Fortunately, although that guy was miserable, he still had a breath and could still be used in a while.

"Master, there are only three now?" Yaqi and Lu Wei flew to Haoxiao's side, looking at the three remaining peak Nine Tribulation Immortals in the sky with malicious intentions, and laughed maliciously: "What's going to do next?"

The remaining three peak Nine Tribulation Immortals looked at Huang Hao and the other two with a pale face, feeling very regretful. If the remaining four people were besieged by Yaqi and Lu Wei, the situation would definitely be different. Unfortunately, they despised Huang Hao at that time, but they turned the battle into such a situation, and now it is too late to regret it.

"Huang Hao, do you think you will win? In addition to the three of us, there are dozens of Nine Tribulation Immortals and hundreds of high-level Immortals here. They can completely entangle your two minions, and can you block the siege of the three of us?"

A man spoke with a ferocious expression, with a terrifying aura erupting.

Huang Hao looked at the man with a calm expression, but slowly said: "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!