Chapter 793

Ye Hao's eyes were bright and his heart was very restless. At the moment, the attack and cutting skill of xuanhuang Dharma elephant was really wonderful. Every move seemed to contain some principles of heaven and earth, which was more than a little stronger than his own urging.

Ye Hao asked himself that he had come from fighting one after another. His fighting consciousness was not weak, but compared with the attack and cutting technique of xuanhuang Dharma elephant at the moment, it was really crude.

"Xuanhuang jiuzhuantian skill..."

Ye Hao's eyes were quiet and there were many guesses in his heart. The concise image of heaven and earth Dharma was based on the xuanhuang jiuzhuantian skill created by xuanhuang ancient emperor in those years. The fighting instinct contained in it must have been left by xuanhuang ancient emperor when he created the skill in those years.

It can be said that every practitioner's fighting instinct is branded in his own flesh and bones, even in the spirit. The heaven and earth Dharma image condensed by xuanhuang nine zhuantian skill contains the fighting instinct of xuanhuang ancient emperor. Although this is strange, it is not strange to study it carefully.

After all, the most powerful, such as the xuanhuang ancient emperor, are known as the first supreme in the last years of ancient times and invincible in the sky and earth. Their attack and cutting techniques already contain a certain Taoist rhyme and are engraved in their own Taoist principles, which will not fade with the passage of time.

Qiang!

After the heart thought electricity turned, Ye Hao's black eyes twinkled, and the broken halberd slanted in his hand and rushed directly to the shocked ink yuan.

"Die!"

Seeing that the former dared to attack and attack again, Mo yuan's eyes were also full of killing opportunities. The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the void, and the soul claws in his hands gave off a cold and terrible luster, and rushed forward without giving in.

Boom!

Qiang Qiang!

……

For a moment, Ye Hao and Mo yuan fought together again. At the moment, both of them were seriously injured and did not return to their peak state at all. However, each rush was still full of boundless killing intention. Gorgeous and bright magic powers broke out and fierce and terrible training soared in the air, making the nothingness that had not been easy to calm down explode and tear again.

In close combat, Ye Hao was not afraid of Mo yuan at all by virtue of the extreme state method. Especially at this moment, there was the xuanhuang method elephant, the greatest teacher in the world. Every move was wonderful to the top. Unconsciously, Ye Hao also began to simulate his fighting method, gradually pressing Mo yuan down the wind. Every time the broken halberd took a horizontal and oblique cut, it would bring a large amount of blood flowers, making the former roar repeatedly, His face was paler.

Qiang!

It was another hard shake. Ye Hao broke the halberd and cut it down in a wonderful position. Although Mo yuan blocked it down in a dangerous and dangerous way, there was a deep blood groove on his shoulder when the halberd front swept across the room. At the same time, Ye Hao clenched his fist with his left hand, and the bright and dazzling fist marks exploded. He directly blasted it on Mo yuan's chest and blew it out.

Pooh!

On the sky, Mo yuan's face was pale and flew upside down, and his mouth was uncontrollably spewing blood. His eyes were full of killing opportunities and horror. Originally, he fought with the young man. Although he was faintly downwind, the defeat would never be so obvious.

But in the short film, the boy was as helpful as God, and his fighting consciousness had been greatly improved. Rao did everything he could, but his injury was getting more and more serious, and he was gradually unable to resist.

Roar!

Mo yuan couldn't accept the result. He flew backwards and roared angrily. His internal strength rushed into the sky again. However, with Ye Hao's shadow coming, he soon had some more wounds on his body, and his breath became more and more depressed.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Mo yuan roared angrily and was beaten by an Aboriginal youth in a wild world. It was a ridiculous thing he had never thought of in his life. But even if he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die in this secret space.

"Damn aborigine, you forced me!"

After flying backwards again, the intense crisis of life and death made Mo yuan look ferocious and crazy. When he hissed, his palm slapped the storage bag fiercely. Suddenly, a dark residual bone suddenly appeared in his hand with an extremely terrible Qi.

Boom!

At the moment when this remnant bone appeared, the world suddenly roared and shook wildly, as if the whole sky fire secret place was trembling and could not bear the terrible smell.

This is a frontal bone, but it is the size of a palm. It is dark all over. It is like a black hole. Even light can devour it. The most terrible thing is that there are dense runes engraved on this frontal bone, which is extremely mysterious and complex. It seems to exist naturally and exudes strange and terrible pressure.

"This is..."

At the moment when he saw the frontal bone, Ye Hao's face suddenly changed wildly. The whole person was frozen in place as if struck by lightning. A terrible sense of oppression came invisibly, making his whole person seem to be carrying 100000 mountains, and his body could not stop trembling.

This power is so terrible that even the supreme giant has never owned it. Rao shiye Hao has only experienced the same terrible Qi for a few times.

The first time was in a cave deep in Kunlun, facing the terrible coffin of the dead.

The second was outside Kunlun, when cangzu fought with walker that day.

The third time was when Zhang Sheng burned himself and banned the world in the trial practice of Hengqu.

The last time was when he made a close visit to the king's holy remains in the eternal land.

Every time, there are different people and things. The only thing that is the same is that those people and things are related to the supreme realm of saints.

At present, the remnant bone in Mo yuan's hand also exudes such desperation and terror. Needless to say, the owner of the remnant bone must also be a strong person who entered the field of saints.

A saint's bone!

"Damn aborigines! It's the greatest honor of your life to see the remains of a saint of our family!"

Mo yuan drank ferociously and looked ferocious and crazy. When he held the right hand of the saint's residual bone, it was visible to the naked eye that it was torn and collapsed, revealing the dense white bone. Even if it was the source of the blood of his own family, the saint was too extraordinary. Rao was just holding the residual bone with Mo yuan's terrible strength, and his palm was constantly torn by that force. If he was someone else, I'm afraid he would be heaven and man, Dare not touch the taboo bones with the flesh.

"Although the relic of a sage ancestor of our family has gradually lost its divinity over the years, it can still be used several times. Even the half step supreme must crawl in the face of this force, but now it will be wasted on a humble aborigine like you. It's really hateful!"

Mo yuan gnashed his teeth, and his eyes were filled with a thick sense of killing and reluctance.

Obviously, this saint's residual bone is his biggest card. Even the prospective emperor dare not attack the front, but now he has no way. If he doesn't use this last card, he is likely to be killed here by the youth. Therefore, even if he doesn't give up, Mo yuan has only one choice.