I open a farm in the world of cultivation

More than a dozen huge Yin beasts rushed over from a distance. Each one had the strength of the late stage of fusion. One of them was a horned and horse-faced monster, and its aura was approaching the completion of the fusion!

In addition to the Yin Beast, there are also three ghost kings in the combined stage, and four huge bone corpses that are thousands of feet tall.

There were countless low-level ghosts, and they rushed towards each other from the same direction, as if they were going to tear Wang Hao to pieces!

"Hmph, it seems that I am showing off my power. You are treating me as a sick cat," Wang Hao snorted coldly. The blue bird's body surface glowed with blue light, and the unique blue spiritual realm covered the surrounding area for thousands of miles!

Within the spiritual realm, the wind howled, and countless wind blades swept back and forth!

For a moment, the roar stopped, and many ghosts were unable to stand still, let alone attack Wang Hao!

Immediately afterwards, a muffled thunder sounded, and a large piece of thunder emerged from the spiritual realm. The entire land turned into a thunder field. The ghosts let out ear-piercing screams and struggled violently.

But it was of no use. When Wang Hao got serious, dealing with the most familiar ghosts was simply too easy.

놊After three breaths, the spiritual realm has been completely cleared.

The thunder light gathered in one place, forming a huge thunder spear, and struck somewhere in the void.

With a rumble, a big hole opened in the sky, and the blue bird flapped its wings and flew directly out of the gray-black space!

As soon as he appeared, dense attacks came over him!

The blue bird spread its wings and flew high. As its wings flapped, whirlwinds flew out, forming a thick barrier that blocked all attacks!

The void buzzed, and huge dharma images stretched across it.

The wounds on Qingniao's body continued to overflow with blood, and his breath dropped again.

It is difficult for two fists to beat four hands, let alone four hands, hundreds or thousands of hands.

This is the base camp of the Yasha clan. There is a large formation to rely on. Wang Hao is becoming more and more strenuous!

Rumbling, thunder flashed, and large thunder and lightning spread in all directions, forcing the Yasha tribe monks to retreat. The blue bird took the opportunity to flap its wings and flew high into the sky, thousands of feet away in an instant!

"Quickly stop him, let him run away," Sun Moli shouted.

However, there is a gap in strength, and the gap in speed is even greater. No matter how furious they are, they can still catch up with Wang Hao, who is determined to escape!

At this moment, a black light suddenly appeared in the distance at an extremely fast speed!

A black palm print descended from 꽭, knocking down the cyan light!

Countless green wind blades flew out, and the peaks exploded, dust flew up, and thick smoke billowed.

The green light fell onto the messy ground, and a bloody blue bird appeared on the spot. Half of its feathers fell off, its breath was weak, and its body was dyed red with blood!

With a flash of inspiration, the blue bird turned into Wang Hao. He looked somewhere in the distance with solemn eyes!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, how can I entertain this visitor from afar?" Sun Changxin's figure appeared with a smile on his face. He hurriedly and slowly hurried along, and finally made it.

Sun Changxin did not expect Sun Moli and others to keep Wang Hao. As long as it was delayed for a while, he was already satisfied!

"Fellow Daoist Sun, do you think 땣 will stay in 놖?" Wang Hao's face was stained with blood, looking a bit ferocious.

"If Fellow Daoist Wang is in full swing, Sun will naturally dare to speak big words, but now? What else can Fellow Daoist Wang rely on?" Sun Changxin was full of confidence, but Wang Hao was seriously injured and could use half of his strength. Wrong, he uses quick action. The longer the delay, the more advantageous it will be.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, I originally wanted to do this, but you guys are so aggressive, so it's Wang's fault!"

Wang Hao sneered, turned his palm, and a bloody sword appeared in his hand. The sword body was covered with bloody runes, exuding a terrifying wave, it was a blood-eating sword!

Wang Hao didn't want to expose the fake queen's immortal weapon to others, but he found that there was no good way.

Even if he sacrificed the Mysterious Golden Gourd or the Soul-Slaying Gourd, he still didn't have the confidence to kill Sun Changxin. Only the Blood-Eating Sword could do it.

No matter which treasure is taken out, if the news spreads, it will cause a lot of trouble.

If 놊 wants to expose the secret, he needs to silence all the people he sees today. In this case, he might as well use the most powerful blood-eating sword.

Wang Hao's majestic magic power poured into the blood-devouring sword, and the flying sword shot out thousands of feet of blood, shaking in all directions, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the ground.

There was a blur, and a large piece of bloody sword energy flew out, shooting in all directions!

"Okay, get out of the way," Sun Changxin's pupils shrank and he reminded loudly. He never thought that Wang Hao's trump card would be a fake empress artifact.

The monks under Mahayana have almost no power to fight back when faced with the pseudo-Queen's immortal weapon!

But the blood sword energy was activated too quickly. This was just a fake empress artifact, and it was blessed by a rare sword spirit. Before the other monks could react, the blood sword energy was already in front of them!

A series of screams sounded, and a large rain of blood floated within a radius of thousands of miles. Without the top-grade Tong꽭lingbao, it was impossible to block this blow.

Even Sun Changxin was in a very embarrassed state, panting and with a frightened expression on his face!

Wang Hao threw the Blood-devouring Sword, and the sword technique changed. The runes of the Blood-devouring Sword lit up, and he went straight towards Sun Changxin!

Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, and a tens of thousands of feet long space crack suddenly appeared.

Sun Changxin could not escape, and as a scream came out, his body was torn apart.

Wang Hao's eyes were extremely solemn. He felt that Sun Changxin was not dead. The other party had a treasure for the robbery and avoided the blow just now.

However, he had exhausted his mana by forcibly activating the Bloodthirsty Sword. If he stayed and killed Sun Changxin, he would be left here instead!

Sun Changxin was stronger than he expected. If the plan failed, he would be in great trouble.

But Wang Hao had no choice. He flashed and fled to the sky!

"It's not that easy to leave," Sun Changxin snorted coldly and chased after him.

Wang Hao killed his way into the back of their Yaksha tribe and stole the Yin God Stone. If they let Wang Hao escape so easily, they would lose face. In the future, the surrounding tribes would also look up to them, and the situation facing the Yaksha tribe would become more and more difficult.

A sudden hissing sound sounded, and Wang Hao lost his mind. The environment in front of him suddenly changed. He appeared in a luxurious manor, and a group of beautiful women danced in front of him, and the sound of stringed instruments was intoxicating!

"Okay, illusion," Wang Hao frowned, raised his sword and slashed, suddenly returning to reality.

A huge harpoon was already in front of him, shining with cold light. Before it fell, Wang Hao felt the fierce murderous aura.

Wang Hao held the sword horizontally to block, and with a "clang", sparks flew, and the black harpoon flew back.

Wang Hao flipped his hand, and a white chess piece appeared in his hand. The surface of the body flashed with lightning and disappeared on the spot.

Sun Changxin seemed to feel something, and he ran away without any hesitation. Just now, he sensed the breath of another powerful treasure, which was much weaker than the Bloodthirsty Sword.

But the next moment, black lines divided the ground, tens of thousands of miles in radius, and turned into a huge chessboard.

A huge white piece fell, and Sun Changxin felt his body sink, and it was extremely difficult to move a step.

The void in front of him suddenly flickered, and the Bloodthirsty Sword suddenly flew out and pierced through his chest.

Sun Changxin's face was filled with disbelief, but soon lost its luster.

A mini Yuanying flew up, and a terrifying suction came from the chessboard. The Yuanying sank into the chessboard and soon disappeared!

"Ahem," Wang Hao coughed violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale and bloodless.

At the cost of losing vitality, he forced the Star Falling Plate to include the entire square in the chess game, and finally killed Sun Changxin.

In the end, the opponent was not cautious enough. If he chased so closely and followed far away, Wang Hao would have no way to deal with him.

Seeing that the opponent was seriously injured and his mana was exhausted, Wang Hao could not bear it if he put himself in his shoes!

Wang Hao put away the Bloodthirsty Sword and the Star Falling Plate, and was about to touch the corpse, when a black escape light came from a distance, and another Mahayana strongman came to support.

Wang Hao knew what he could do, so he immediately turned into a green light and flew away. After three breaths, Wang Hao disappeared.

The belated Madam Yu Lian looked at the ruined Yongye Mountains, and then looked at Sun Changxin who had no breath, and was furious.

It was fine that the treasures were lost in their own base camp, but many monks who were besieged were killed, and even Sun Changxin, a veteran Mahayana, died!

If this spread, the Yaksha tribe would be finished, and the Multi-Eyed Tribe, who had already formed an alliance, would definitely fight back!

The surrounding tribes such as the Shadow Tribe would never miss this good opportunity.