Hearing Huang Hao's voice and feeling the heroic spirit on Huang Hao's body, the demon cultivators watching the surrounding demon city couldn't help but hold their breath.

With Huang Hao's previous questioning, they already understood the reason for this matter and naturally had some sympathy for Huang Hao, the victim. Coupled with the courage Huang Hao showed at this moment, many people's positions were involuntarily on Huang Hao's side.

In their hearts, Huang Hao is probably really in danger today, but invisibly, they have a sense of recognition of Huang Hao.

This is a hero, a lonely hero full of tragedy. Even though there is a sea of ​​swords and fires ahead, he is still unswerving for the sake of justice in his heart.

Although Huang Hao's reincarnation eye was not opened, his perception was extremely keen. At this moment, he felt the eyes of everyone gathering, the kindness, encouragement, and sympathy and regret contained in the eyes of these demon cultivators, and his heart was warm.

At the same time, the seeds of the mind that were integrated with his sea of ​​consciousness once again thrust, which deepened the enlightenment in Huang Hao's heart a lot.

All beings are equal, and no shortage of kind people, whether they are the demons or humans.

Kindness is always part of the race!

Suddenly, Huang Hao seemed to be about to enter that kind of enlightenment again. He knew that once he entered the enlightenment, his spirit would inevitably be greatly improved.

But at this moment, Huang Hao interrupted this state.

Now that I have realized it is not the time. Didn’t I see that Mo Rong has arrived in front of me?

"Go to die, stinky brat!" Li shouted, Mo Rong had already arrived in front of Huang Hao, raised her palm, and with the terrifying power of the Golden Immortal Power, he printed on Huang Hao's body fiercely.

Seeing this scene, the demon cultivators in the demon city watching around them held their breath. Some even clenched their fists secretly because they were nervous for Huang Hao. Some female demon cultivators even closed their eyes because they couldn't bear to see Huang Hao dead.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and everyone was surprised to find that there was a magic weapon similar to a big bell above Huang Hao's head. At this moment, the big bell was sprinkling with golden light, and a golden light curtain condensed in front of Huang Hao.

And Mo Rong's terrifying palm was bombarding the golden light curtain heavily.

"Bang--"

With a muffled sound, the golden light curtain swayed violently, but it was not broken.

"Stop it!" A scream came from somewhere, and then many demon cultivators watching the fun around actually cheered in unison.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!" Mo Rong's eyes were cold, and the greed flashed in her eyes: "I didn't expect that you guys actually have so many good things. If I guess correctly, this must be a golden immortal weapon."

"Mid-grade Golden Immortal Artifact, do you want to try the power?" Standing in the light curtain, Huang Hao grinned.

The light curtain that activated the Zhenjing Ling just now blocked Mo Rong's attack, which actually consumed a lot of star power on him. Although he looked fearless now, if Mo Rong continued to do so a few times, the Zhenjing Ling alone would drain his star power.

"The medium-grade golden immortal weapon is really God helping me!" Mo Rong heard Huang Hao's words, the greed in her eyes became even stronger. He raised his hand and was about to gather strength to call Huang Hao again.

However, how could Huang Hao still let Mo Rong bombard the golden light curtain? He immediately reached out and pointed at Mo Rong: "Go in!"

With a bang, the Zhenjingling had already arrived at Mo Rong's head. The golden light curtain turned into an invisible cage, shining Mo Rong in it. The Zhenjingling also rumbled down at Mo Rong.

Mo Rong flashed again on the left, trying to break through the blockade of the Zhenjing Ling. But his efforts were naturally futile. You must know that on Fuhu Mountain, the strong man who had entered the Golden Immortal Realm for many years could not break through, let alone Mo Rong in front of him who had just entered the Golden Immortal Realm for a few days.

Seeing that the Zhenjing bell was about to hold Mo Rong upside down, Huang Hao's figure suddenly shook and turned into a afterimage and rushed into the Zhenjing bell.

Then, the Zhenjing bell was heavily pressed on the ground, and the edge was deeply embedded on the ground.

"This...what's going on?"

The sudden change caused everyone present to fall into silence. They looked at the bell of Zhenjing without blinking, with a little doubt in their eyes.

"Is this Brooke looking for death?"

"Yes, why did he run into that big bell on his own initiative?"

"Maybe, he insisted on fighting with Elder Mo today."

"What a pity, Brooke is really a genius and has amazing strength. If he gives him some time, he will not be able to enter the realm of Golden Immortal. Then he will have the capital to compete with Elder Mo."

For a moment, everyone had different thoughts, sympathy, regret, and even more fortunate to gloat.

On the high platform, several veterans from the city lord's mansion looked at each other.

"What do you think?"

"This big bell is weird."

"Mid-grade Golden Immortal Artifact. I heard that Brooke has obtained the inheritance of a human alchemist in ancient times. Now it seems that the inheritance is extraordinary."

"I just don't know what power this big bell has. If it is just like the defensive function shown just now, it will not be called a medium-grade Golden Immortal Artifact."

"Let's wait and see. If Mo Rong kills Brooke, then we will have nothing to do with this medium-grade Golden Immortal Artifact."

Several elders said one by one, and they did not hide their greed in their words. They were both in the Golden Immortal Realm, and they knew their own thoughts very well.

...

In the Zhenjingling space, Huang Hao and Mo Rong looked at each other coldly.

"I didn't expect that this big bell would have its own space. This function alone is enough to deserve the title of the medium-grade golden immortal weapon." Mo Rong said in a low voice, and greed was unconcealed in his voice: "Kill you, and this kind of mouth will belong to me."

"As you wish, you killed me, I can guarantee that you will definitely not only get this bell, but also many good things." Huang Hao looked at Mo Rong with a smile: "But I think you will die in a while!"

"Just you?" Mo Rong smiled mockingly: "Even if you have the ability to kill the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal in seconds, I am a Golden Immortal."

"Have you heard a word?" Mo Rong looked at Huang Hao jokingly: "There are all ants under the Golden Immortal!"

"Haha, a golden immortal once said this to me, but he is dead." Huang Hao shrugged and said with a relaxed look: "It's just that he's dead in this space."

Hearing Huang Hao's words, Mo Rong's expression suddenly became solemn. He naturally realized that Huang Hao did not lie, that is, there was really a strong man in the Golden Immortal Realm who died here.

"Hmph, even if the Golden Immortal is dead here, you must have been hit by your conspiracy." Mo Rong snorted coldly, "But I will never hit your trajectory."

"Is that so? Then, let's wait and see." Huang Hao suddenly smiled strangely, and then he saw him pointing to the sky, and a terrifying aura suddenly suppressed it, directly suppressing Mo Rong's body, causing Mo Rong's aura to be sharply reduced.

Mo Rong had just entered the realm of Golden Immortal, and even the realm was not stable yet, so it seemed very easy for Zhenjingling to suppress his realm. With just breathing, Mo Rong's realm had already remained at the realm of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortals.

Even because Mo Rong's Golden Immortal Realm was not yet stable, after being suppressed by Zhenjingling, his strength was not at the peak of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal, but only at the early stage of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal.

In this way, the power fluctuations that Huang Hao showed at this moment were much stronger than Mo Rong.

"What's going on?" Mo Rong's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "What kind of evil trick are you?"

Huang Hao looked at him faintly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Before killing you, I will satisfy your curiosity first. This medium-grade golden immortal weapon, called Zhenjingling, can be used as a defensive magic weapon, but the effect is average. However, the reason why he can reach the medium-grade golden immortal weapon is because he has a special function!"

"When the middle stage of the Golden Immortal and the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, enter the space of the Zhenjing Bell, and the Zhenjing Bell can suppress a small realm."

Huang Hao's voice was like a huge bad news, which made Mo Rong's body shake.

He finally understood why Huang Hao dared to come back even though he knew that this demon city was a trap. With this Zhenjing Ling, coupled with his strength that was not weaker than the peak of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal, it was enough for him to compete with the Golden Immortal.

But immediately, a sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Rong's mouth. He looked at Huang Hao and said gloomyly: "Brook, I have to say that your medium-grade Golden Immortal Artifact has indeed suppressed my realm. However, do you think that the words under the Golden Immortal are all ants are casual?"

"Even though my realm has been suppressed by you to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortals, my methods as a powerful Golden Immortal are not lost. Next, you will see why the Golden Immortals are so powerful."

As he spoke, a powerful aura rose from Mo Rong's body, like a big net, covering Huang Hao's body. In an instant, Huang Hao felt a huge blockade force formed by the spiritual energy around him, blocking every inch of his muscles.

"How about it, as a celestial fairy realm, you have never felt such power, right?" Mo Rong looked at Huang Hao with a smug look on her face, like a rooster who was fighting for victory, and said arrogantly: "Now you can't even move in my 'domain', so what can you fight with me?"

Mo Rong stared at Huang Hao tightly. He was looking forward to seeing the look of fear and despair appearing on Huang Hao's face, and then in the midst of despair and fear, he would slowly kill Huang Hao.

Only in this way can he relieve his hatred!

However, what he didn't expect was that Huang Hao suddenly chuckled, looking at him as if he was looking at a clown: "I forgot to tell you just now that you were not the first to say these words to me. Not long ago, the dead Jinxian also said such words to me."

"But he was still dead!"
Chapter completed!