The Fully Automatic System in Fantasy

Seeing this scene, Immortal Lord Zhantian was even more shocked and speechless. As the messenger of Immortal Venerable Immortal, he was also his closed disciple.

He knows the power of this trick most clearly. Although Immortal Zhantian is in the realm of Immortal Monarch, he is no different from Immortal Venerable in terms of background and aptitude, but he lacks an opportunity.

If the Immortal Venerable Immortal were to display this Ten Thousand Faces Break, there would not be so many butterflies, but only one with ten thousand faces on it.

Xianjun Zhantian couldn't reach this level due to his realm, and could only summon 9,999 small butterflies, but even so, once a cultivator was attracted by butterflies, he would surely die.

But right now, Tang Hao's voice was so playful that it made people feel no panic.

The butterflies fell from the sky like fallen leaves, and together with the faces above them, they turned into fly ash.

"My God, no wonder this Immortal Venerable messenger always wears a mask, it turns out...

"This aspect is the secret technique of the Immortal Venerable. This Immortal Lord Zhantian can use it so skillfully. Could it be that he has already set foot in the Immortal Venerable Realm? 99

"Look at that Immortal Lord Haotian, he was unscathed!"

In this battle, only Xianjun cultivators are really qualified to watch, but even they, after feeling the coercion brought by Wanmian Po, can't help but succumb to the idea of ​​retreating. Once such a powerful technique is implicated , the consequences are no joke.

Especially Tang Hao's reaction surprised everyone present. They never expected that a half-step immortal cultivator of Zhantian Xianjun would fight so hard when facing him in the middle stage of an immortal, even the slap on his face. The mask was shattered.

"You die for me!"

Seeing Tang Hao mentioning his pain, Xianjun Zhantian showed a ferocious look in his eyes, patted his hands upwards, and then a blue fireball emitting a scorching aura appeared between his hands.

The Dragon Blood Immortal Venerable, who was worried about Tang Hao before, also uncharacteristically did not speak again at this moment. Tang Hao's reaction was enough to reassure him that even if he lost the battle, he would definitely not end up in a situation where he would die. , he was so happy not to get into a quarrel with Immortal Venerable Immortal, it was appropriate to watch the play from a distance at this time.

Looking at the gradually withering butterfly in the palm of his hand, Tang Hao grabbed his right hand, and a fly ash came out from between his fingers.

If it wasn't for the Great Desolation Sutra to help him, I'm afraid the system would have to help him solve this crisis again.

This scene also proved from the side, the horror of the Great Desolation Sutra.

The vitality in the body is extremely surging, Tang Hao exudes a huge sense of oppression between his gestures, and the sea of ​​​​spirit is boundless, more than ten times larger than that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of immortal monarchs.

The blue fireball in the sky has swelled like the sun at this moment, and it is a hundred feet in size.

The heat attached to it is enough to melt everything, even Xianjun Zhantian himself has long been soaked in sweat, which shows that this trick is extremely difficult for him to use.

If it was in the past, Tang Hao could only have a chance to fight with the Dao Xuan Sword Art and the Dragon Slaying Sword, but now that he has the Great Desolation Sutra, he is confident that even if he does not need the Dragon Slaying Sword, he can still face Xian Tian Xianjun. The power of a fight.

Endless vitality poured out of the body, almost condensing into substance in the air.

"How is that possible! The vitality in the body of Immortal Lord Haotian can be so strong!"

"These blood... Who is he descended from!"

"Xianjun Haotian, could it be that he is really a monster! 35

The corners of Huang Xianjun's mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't believe what happened in front of him. He fought alongside Tang Hao not long ago. Although Tang Hao's skills were quite extraordinary at that time, he had not yet reached the level of earth-shattering. .

Tang Hao shouted loudly and pointed at Xianjun Zhantian with his left hand: "Give me condensate!

Motivated by Tang Hao, the majestic vitality rushed forward, and then bursts of water vapor rose.

This vitality was turned into water vapor by Tang Hao!

The Dragon Blood Immortal Venerable showed a hint of surprise. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that a mere immortal monk could congeal a river in this barren mountain.

Unlike Emperor Changhe, the river water surrounding Tang Hao is completely composed of vitality. It is no exaggeration to say that if mortals are fortunate enough to take a sip, it will prolong their life, but it is also enough to cure all diseases.

Such a powerful vitality is actually being used by Tang Hao to defend against the enemy at this moment. I really don't know if it is because there is too much vitality and spiritual power in his body, or if Tang Hao is ruthless here.

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Xianjun Zhantian obviously also felt the pressure and vitality brought by this Jiang Henei, but at this moment, the technique has been completed, and the two are higher and lower, and you will know after a try.

"Change the day!

As the voice fell, the blue fireball suddenly expanded, emitting a ray of light, covering the sun's rays for a while. Just like the name of this technique, there is really only one sun left in the sky at this moment, and that is the blazing blazing sun. Blue fireball.

Tang Hao snorted coldly and moved his hands up, Jiang He rolled backwards and ran towards the sky.

Today, he no longer uses any tricks other than his own exercises. He has mastered countless kinds of source power, and he has already reached the point where he can follow his words. Come on, stop sticking to appearances.

Fire and water are incompatible.

Surging vitality against the flames of destruction.

The boiling heat almost melted the surrounding thousands of miles of void, and the cultivators who were watching retreated for thousands of miles, watching the collision between the two from a distance.

With the help of the Great Desolation Sutra, the spiritual power and vitality in Tang Hao's body continued to support the consumption of the rivers.

But Xianjun Zhantian was not so lucky. He used several kinds of spells that consume a lot of energy without success, which has made him a little palpitated. The current collision with Tang Hao is at a disadvantage because of his attributes. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. Could it be that Immortal Lord Haotian's spirit sea was connected to some peculiar area, and there was no sign of exhaustion after fighting for so long.

Compared to Xianjun Zhantian's hard work, Tang Hao was more than a little bit more relaxed. He pushed the lake with one hand and looked at Xianjun Zhantian, who was sweating profusely, with a smile: "It seems that you are not very good, the messenger of Xianzun. That thousand-footed Immortal Monarch is much stronger than you."

Hearing that Tang Hao actually compared himself to the Thousand Foot Immortal Lord, the Qi orifice of the Immortal Monarch's spirit was full of smoke.

"I am going to kill you!

Looking at Tang Hao with red eyes, a dark cloud appeared on the top of Zhantian Xianjun's head.

Tang Hao squinted his eyes, and then watched a deadly thunder fall from the sky.

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, thunder rolled back into the dark clouds.