Ji Hao sat in the pre-world magnetic life and death sword formation with his legs crossed, quietly sensing the power of the sword formation through the spirit of the sword formation.
The mysteries of the great formation surged into Ji Hao's mind like tidewater. Ji Hao quietly comprehended. He felt that his understanding bloomed like countless lotuses. Along with a series of metal clangs, all kinds of mysteries of killing were clearly carved on the embryo of Dao.
After taking the spring from the living calabash, Ji Hao's power had been improving speedily. At the moment, he had merged his mind and spirit with the sword formation. Inside his body, a sharp sword intent was added, which seemed to be able to cut anything in the world. The power inside his body grew stronger and stronger, purer and sharper.
The power of a saint was like the purest pre-world divine material, strong and strong, without any impurities. The formation blueprint made by Evil Yu Yu himself was like a divine furnace for forging treasures. It forcibly improved Ji Hao's saint power, and allowed him to forge an ordinary divine weapon from an ordinary divine material.
The cloud above Ji Hao's head had already expanded to miles in radius. Wisps of sword light had been descending from the sky, but now, they were shaped like swords. Different sized, long and short swords descended from the cloud, tearing clear black cracks in the Chaos.
"Swords split the space... My Dao of sword finally has a successor!" Evil Yu Yu looked at Ji Hao and nodded in satisfaction. Pouring two mouthfuls of wine into his mouth, he abruptly gnashed his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "Po, that b * stard! How can he be the Big Brother? He's obsessed with the Dao of tool-making, fine. But the Dao of tools is derived from the Dao of magic formation, one of the great Daos of our sect!"
"It's just that Eldest Senior Brother's cultivation in the Sword Dao has been surpassed by Youngest Junior Brother. Is he embarrassed?" Evil Yu Yu shook his head. Suddenly, his face froze. He snorted coldly and transformed into a dark beam of sword light, flying straight into Ji Hao's sword formation and disappearing in the black and white beams of sword light.
Mr. Crow cawed shrilly. He abruptly gripped the Fuso staff and carefully stood behind Ji Hao. Ji Hao flicked the wooden staff held in his hand. Along with a swooshing noise, tens of fiery dragons flew out from the wooden staff, coiling around Mr. Crow and Ji Hao, forming a huge fiery circle.
A crimson Chaos tide was suddenly shattered by a heavy punch. Dragon Mother, whose entire body was covered in thick dragon scales, laughed out loud as she rushed out of the broken Chaos tide. "Haha, Tong Jiong, Ji Hao kid... Did you both injure each other?"
The bamboo stick in Bamboo Master's hand stirred up countless green shadows and quickly turned into a large bamboo forest, blocking the Chaos tide and forming a small bamboo world. Priest Sadness silently followed behind Bamboo Master, narrowing his eyes and vigilantly looking around.
Faintly discernible cries came from around Priest Sadness. He was carrying a long streamer made of white linen in his hand, on which dozens of sad faces were drawn with a weird method. The faces of men, women, old and young were all twisted, with tears gushing out of their eyes. They were all crying like living creatures.
Seeing Ji Hao alone in the sky, Dragon Mother immediately laughed out loud, "Ji Hao kid? How come you're alone? Where's Tong Jiong? And where's that sealed mountain? "
Before Ji Hao answered, Dragon Mother turned around, smiled confidently, and continued, "I'm bad-tempered, but I'm smart. How can Tong Jiong and Ji Hao kid truly be on the same side? Once we leave, they will certainly turn against each other. Hehe, Tong Jiong's three spirit supreme treasures, and the nine divine weapons used to seal Tong Jiong! "
Priest Sadness looked at Ji Hao greedily and said, "And this bell, this sword, and this... What's this golden rainbow bridge?"
Ji Hao, who had been studying the formation, opened his eyes. Seeing Dragon Mother, Bamboo Master, and Priest Sadness, who had returned, he asked in surprise, "Are you sure that Tong Jiong and I would turn against each other? You came back because you want to... "
Dragon Mother grinned and continued, "If you didn't attack, that would be fine. But, we would have wasted some time, and we could still turn around and leave. But, if you were attacking each other, we could ambush you from behind and catch you off guard. We would hurt you if we could, kill you if we could. All in all, we would take some benefits from you. "
Taking a deep breath, Dragon Mother rubbed her hands in excitement. Her scale-covered palms clanged against each other and generated fire sparkles. "I didn't think that old Tong Jiong was just an empty shell. He was sealed for so many years, and I'm afraid that his life-force had been drained long ago. But, this kid killed him instead!" Dragon Mother took a deep breath and said excitedly, "I didn't think that Tong Jiong was just an empty shell. He was sealed for so many years, and I'm afraid that his life-force was exhausted long ago.
Priest Sadness put on a serious face and said, "Even if Ji Hao kid killed Tong Jiong, I'm afraid that he must have consumed all his power, right? Otherwise, why would he obediently sit here and meditate? That sealed mountain is gone. I'm afraid that it was destroyed by the aftermath of their fight! "
Bamboo Master sighed slightly. He took a step forward, looked at Ji Hao with a fanatical look, and said, "Emperor Ji Hao, I don't mean to go against the heaven... But Tong Jiong's treasures... Treasures have spirits, and only virtuous people can have them..."
Ji Hao showed the whites of his eyes. Abruptly, he took a deep breath and gave a long and merciful sigh, then said, "My friends, Tong Jiong's treasures are destined to belong to our sect. My friends, don't even think about it."
Ji Hao gave a bright grin and said, "Treasures have spirits, and only virtuous people can have them. I am a divine emperor from the heaven, and I have an immeasurable natural reward power. I am a virtuous person!"
Dragon Mother, Priest Sadness, and Bamboo Master quivered simultaneously, then looked at Ji Hao with a weird look.
A while later, Priest Sadness burst with a harsh growl, "Bastard! Where did this kid learn to talk like that? Today, I will teach him a good lesson... Damn you, Priest Mu and Priest Hua, fate? Fate? What in the world doesn't belong to them? "
Priest Sadness roared in rage and wielded the streamer. Tens of pale faces flew out of the streamer and rushed to Ji Hao along with shrill cries, diving into the formless pre-world magnetic life and death formation.
Not only that, Priest Sadness even pulled out a sword and created beams of white sword light to shield himself, then rushed to Ji Hao.
Before Ji Hao activated the sword formation, Priest Sadness had already dived in on his own initiative.
Laughing out loud, Ji Hao pointed his finger at the Pan Gu sword. A bolt of Yu Yu divine thunder struck on the Pan Gu sword and generated a shrill buzzing noise. The invisible magnetic force in the pre-world magnetic life and death sword formation quaked intensely. Next, tens of pale hazy silhouettes floated in the air, without being able to move.
Not only these faces, even Priest Sadness slowed down by a thousand times. He seemed to be moving forward slowly, inch by inch.
"A sword formation?" Dragon Mother and Bamboo Master exclaimed together.
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