"kindness?"

Mo Rong frowned, and a look of astonishment appeared in her eyes.

He didn't understand what Huang Hao meant, but he understood that there was no need for Huang Hao to be targeted at him at this moment. Since he said so, he must have his support.

Soon, Mo Rong understood why Huang Hao said such words.

Huang Hao, who was in his "domain", moved slowly. He smiled and walked towards him step by step.

"How is this possible? You can actually ignore my 'domain'?" Mo Rong widened her eyes and looked at Huang Hao as if she was looking at a monster: "The power of my 'domain' is obviously not invalid, and it still tightly binds you, but why can you still act?"

"Do you want to know the answer?" Huang Hao smiled softly: "I won't tell you, are you angry?"

"I'm so angry!" After being teased by Huang Hao in all kinds of ways, endless anger suddenly erupted in Mo Rong's heart: "Even if the 'domain' is invalid for you, I can still kill you!"

As he said that, a stick suddenly appeared in his hand. This stick looked like a branch that was randomly strapped from the tree, and was trimmed casually, looking like an old man's dragon-headed crutch.

However, as the stick appeared, a majestic aura rose from the crutch. Immediately afterwards, Huang Hao felt that the spiritual energy around the world became much richer.

This stick is definitely a golden immortal weapon!

"Buzz--"

A throbbing arose in Huang Hao's heart, and Huang Hao's heart moved. The next moment, he took out the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

As soon as the Hunyuan Ruyi stick was taken out, it was ready to move, as if a thief who had not tasted a woman for many years suddenly saw a stunning beauty. It can be seen that the stick in front of him had a huge attraction to the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

"What's going on?" Huang Hao rubbed the body of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick in confusion, and tried to communicate with the weapon spirit of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick in his heart. Since he discovered that the original weapon spirit of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick was fusion with the spirit of the ninth-level spiritual vein, he felt that the spiritual weapon became more and more agile, and he could even take the initiative to express his wishes to him.

The next moment, Huang Hao understood the emotions of the spirit of the weapon.

It wanted to eat the wooden stick in Mo Rong's hand!

"My brother can't wait, Mo Rong, go and die quickly." So Huang Hao stopped holding back and rushed towards Mo Rong with the Hunyuan Ruyi stick.

"Little thief, seeking death!" Mo Rong also shouted fiercely, burst out all his strength, and started fighting with Huang Hao.

In an instant, the sticks in their hands had been intertwined countless times. Every time they intertwined, they made a dull sound of "bang bang bang", which was deafening.

Logically speaking, Mo Rong's stick is a golden immortal weapon, and it must be better than the Hunyuan Ruyi stick in terms of grade. Even if the spiritual weapon of the Hunyuan Ruyi stick is quite spiritual and makes up for some gaps between the two, it should have some advantages.

However, as the two weapons were anxious again and again, Mo Rong's heart became colder and colder. He found that with each attack of the two weapons, a suction force appeared in the black stick in the damn Brooke's hand, which was gradually swallowing the spiritual energy in his stick. Although the speed of devouring was nothing compared to the total amount of spiritual energy in his stick, if the battle continued for a long time, even if there was too much spiritual energy in his stick, it would not be enough for Brooke's stick to suck.

"Hahaha, good brother, when did you learn my skills?" Compared to Mo Rong's anxiety, Huang Hao was extremely happy.

At first, he didn't expect that the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick would take the initiative to absorb the spiritual energy from the Mo Rong stick, but then he found that as the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick absorbed the other party's spiritual energy, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick itself was also slowly improving.

This discovery made Huang Hao ecstatic. As his own strength improved these days, the power of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick was a bit pale for him. Although he was still easy to use at present, he knew that as his strength continued to improve, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick would sooner or later not keep up with his footsteps.

If it were ordinary weapons, Huang Hao might have replaced them without hesitation, but this Hunyuan Ruyi Stick was grown up with him. In the process of Huang Hao becoming stronger, the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick was his most loyal comrade-in-arms, and the two had an extremely deep friendship.

Therefore, Huang Hao did not want to replace it. Now, when he saw that the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick could absorb the spiritual energy in Mo Rong's stick and use it for himself and improve himself, how could Huang Hao not be ecstatic?

He believed that as long as the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick could be provided with enough spiritual energy, the level of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick would inevitably be improved.

Thinking of this, Huang Hao looked at Mo Rong with eager eyes.

"Come on, raise your stick, let's do another three hundred rounds!" Huang Hao's eyes were burning and he smiled maliciously.

"I'm not stupid when the stick in your hand is strange!" Mo Rong was a little nervous when Huang Hao looked at it. She couldn't help but shout, waved her hand and put away the stick.

"Wow, I'm so angry!" Huang Hao was furious, and immediately raised his stick and attacked Mo Rong frantically.

The stick was originally the most advantageous weapon on Mo Rong's body, and it was also his most powerful magic weapon. It was a low-grade golden immortal weapon. Now that he took back the stick, his strength was suddenly greatly affected. In addition, due to the suppression of Zhenjingling, the strength he could use was originally much different from Huang Hao.

Therefore, under Huang Hao's angry attack, Mo Rong was immediately hit by the Hunyuan Ruyi stick several times.

Mo Rong was really frustrated. As a powerful person in the Golden Immortal Realm, he originally had countless ways to easily kill Huang Hao, but in this damn space, the Golden Immortal Realm he was proud of was suppressed to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortal, even lower than Brook.

Moreover, because of the Hunyuan Ruyi Stick, his most powerful golden immortal weapon had lost its effect. What made him even more disgusting was that the other party's stick also absorbed the spiritual energy from his golden immortal weapon, which forced him to put away the golden immortal weapon.

Another important point is that the biggest reliance of the powerful people in the Golden Immortal Realm is actually ineffective against this guy!

Under the triple blow, where is Mo Rong still Huang Hao's opponent? In Huang Hao's merciless attack, even though Mo Rong tried her best, she was still quickly at an absolute disadvantage.

"Bang--"

Another stick was thrust by Huang Hao, and the huge pain made Mo Rong's body tremble.

"Take out your stick and I won't hit you!" Huang Hao waved the Hunyuan Ruyi stick and said viciously.

"I don't--"

Mo Rong gritted her teeth and said with a humiliation: "I have the ability to kill me!"

"Bang--"

"Can you take it out?"

"I don't--"

"Bang--"

"I won't take it-"

"Bang--"

“I—wait—”

"Bang--"

"I'll take—"

"Bang--"

"I took it out, why did I still hit me?"

"You're talking too slowly, hold up the stick obediently, yes, raise it high!"

"Why are you letting go again? Believe it or not, I'm going to hit you again?"

"Yes, that's it. Hold it up, there is not much spiritual energy on your stick."

...

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Rong, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at Huang Hao with a resentful look, as if she was a resentful woman, looking at the scumbag who didn't give her money after she was done.

"Don't look at me like this. Believe it or not, I'll beat you again?" Huang Hao looked at Mo Rong coldly and said lightly.

"Brook, you bullied me so much today, I want to die with you!" He threw the stick in his hand that had become an ordinary tree branch on the ground, and a resentful look suddenly appeared in Mo Rong's eyes.

The next moment, his body suddenly swelled up, like a balloon that had blown, and in a blink of an eye it turned round.

"Self-explosion?"

Seeing this scene, a solemn look appeared in Huang Hao's eyes. The next moment, his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light, and in an instant he appeared in front of Mo Rong.

Almost at the same time, his palm was already printed on Mo Rong's dantian. The next moment, he was about to launch the "Immortal Sutra of Immortality" to absorb the demonic power in Mo Rong's body.

However, at this moment, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "Hahaha, Brooke, you have been fooled, taste my soul-devouring technique!"

"Soul-Devouring Technique?"

Before Huang Hao could react, a black aura suddenly burst out from Mo Rong's eyes. As soon as the aura appeared, it penetrated into Huang Hao's body along Huang Hao's seven orifices, and instantly rushed into Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hahaha, you idiot, even if you have many means to suppress me, you're still be my plan?"

In Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, the black smoke turned into Mo Rong's body, floating on Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness as if he was dominating the world.

This is Mo Rong's spiritual body, which condenses Mo Rong's immortal consciousness and soul!

"Brook, Brooke, when I swallow your soul will, I will be able to control your body and refine your body into my external incarnation." Mo Rong smiled and said, "You should feel honored that this soul-devouring technique only allows you to refine an external incarnation. This opportunity will be given to you."

While speaking, Mo Rong's spiritual body began to search for Huang Hao's soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But at this moment, Mo Rong's spiritual body seemed to have sensed something, and her body suddenly stagnated, and her eyes looked at the top of his head with a serious look.

I saw a crack suddenly appearing in the sky above his head. Immediately, the crack slowly opened, revealing a silver vertical pupil.

"I'm really seeking death!" Huang Hao's cold voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness. Immediately, the silver vertical pupils cast a dazzling silver light, instantly wrapping Mo Rong's spiritual body.
Chapter completed!