Chapter 606, unchangeable error

It took him a lot of time to transform this stone man. It is roughly estimated that two days have passed since he entered the abyss of the crypt.
"It’s better to rebuild all the remaining three..."
Ding Hao is going to continue, just at this time, the change has suddenly occurred -
There was a burst of energy in the ground outside, and Ding Hao’s face changed. Someone was attacking and asking the Jianzongshan Gate, triggering the defensive array that he had arranged, and the strength of the coming man was absolutely not low, far away from Lu Xiongfei. Above the flow of peace.
"Is it that the reinforcements of the "Spouted Swordsman" have arrived? Is it really a martial art that does not know the life and death..."
Ding Hao’s mouth unconsciously floated a cruel arc, killing and shooting in the eyelids, and all the stone people were received in the storage space, turned into a streamer, skyrocketing, flying towards the ground. go with.
......
Ask the periphery of the Sword Mountain.
boom!
A horrible purple palm print cut through the void and slammed into the gate of the sword.
This is the magical power of the realm of the Emperor.
When a palm presses, the airflow within a radius of a kilometer is violent, and the earth shakes as if it is to be directly broken.
Just when the purple palm print was about to be bombarded in the distance and asked the Jianzongshan Gate, there was a golden singular inscription in the void, like a dragon, whistling, and instantly forming a golden wall. Block the purple palm!
Both hit.
A golden-purple ripple spread out.
Eventually the purple giant palm collapsed.
The golden light wall just shimmered a few waves, and the silk did not hurt, and then slowly disappeared into invisibility, as if it had never existed before.
In the distant sky, dozens of figures wearing purple ornate inscriptions, see this scene, his face changed slightly.
One of the middle-aged people who seemed to be in their forties, no need for white face, a triangular face, snorted, and immediately sneered: "It’s a bit interesting, I can’t think of an uncivilized land like Xuezhou, a small martial art. The mountain array method, actually has such power, but it is a small smashing it, Qing Xuan, are you sure that Ding Hao is in it?"
A handsome young man dressed in purple robe nodded and said: "The disciples have already inquired very clearly. Ding Hao is a disciple of Xuezhou who asked Xue Zong. Some people in Xuezhou saw it before, and Ding Hao has returned to ask Jianzong. Now he is definitely here, Shi Shu, this Ding Hao has received countless treasures of the gods in the gods of the city of the gods. It must be carried on the body, we must hurry, otherwise wait for the super-classes of other states. When the door dispatched a man, we would have a hard time!"
"Hey, a small barbaric sect, you have so many treasures, you really do not do your best, self-inflicted trouble, even if Ding Hao is amazing, can be against the emperor, how can it?" Triangle face middle-aged man Sneer, said: "He is alone, after all, it is difficult to support the monopoly, can you resist the purple sect of the six major emperors?"
The voice has not fallen.
In the distance, I asked the statues of Jianzongshan to rise up a few figures and instantly came to the place where the golden light wall appeared.
For the first person to attack the white clothes like snow, elegant and handsome, carrying a long sword, it is Guan Feidu, shouted: "Who is attacking my mountain guard?"
"How is Ding Hao? Let him roll out and answer!" Young Qingxuan stepped forward and sighed with arrogance.
"Who are you?" Guan Feidu policeman said.
"With your little ants, you also know our name?" Qing Xuan did not put this white young man in his eyes. It was very clear to him that this person was only the Dawu Zong realm. Poor strength.
"Several ants in the district, why not talk nonsense?"
The middle-aged man with a triangular face is already impatient, and suddenly he is shot again.
This palm is like a in the clouds to explore the claws, very fierce, contains the unique pressure of the Emperor of the Emperor, attracting the movement of the Quartet, the thunder and the whistling, the sky and the sky suddenly change, as if to destroy everything in general, the lightning is rushing The opposite of the dozens of disciples who asked Jian Zong.
The young man in white has changed his face.
Attacks in these realms are like God's wrath, and they are not something they can resist.
"Retire!" He screamed and took the others back in the first place.
At the same time, the golden light wall that had disappeared in the past slowly reappeared, screaming at the temperament, and the inscription chain was like a dragon. It blocked the purple giant palm and asked the disciple to protect it. among them.
The middle-aged man with a triangular face sneered and took another shot.
This palm is stronger, and the huge purple giant palm spurs the heavens and the earth, causing the tide of power.
He had to completely defeat the golden wall with a palm, and he could no longer delay it.
But at this time -
A golden stream of light is coming.
Among the golden flames, there is a vague figure, elegant and elegant, like a fairy, a backhand punch.
boom!
The sound of a burst of gas slammed, and two huge purple palm prints were instantly pierced by punches, which shattered and smashed into the void.
"Who asked me to ask the Jianzongshan Gate?" The golden light gradually converges, and a handsome young boy with a rich spirit and jade is presented. His face is majestic and his eyes are cozy. He has a noble and noble temperament and looks at the purple spirit. Zongzhong people.
The young man in white asked the Jianzong disciple to see the person appearing, and suddenly cheered up.
"He is Ding Hao." Qing Xuan in the white face without the triangular face of the middle-aged people whisper.
The middle-aged man with a triangular face is slightly different. Ding Hao’s strength is higher than he expected, but it’s only a little higher. He can’t turn the sky, sneer, and said:
You are the Ding Hao who has gone for a dog’s luck? I heard that you In the [Hundred Battlefield], I got a lot of talented treasures?"
Ding Hao slightly frowned, already understood the meaning of these people, calmly said: "What is it?"
"You admit it." White noodles do not need a triangular face. The middle-aged man is arrogant and eloquent: "This is the sacred treasure of the ancestral lord of the Cangzhou Zi Ling, the only genius treasure, only a small barbaric land, you are a small barbaric land, How do you have the heavy treasures in [Baisheng Battlefield]? You will hand over all the things you got, and let you ask Jianzong today, otherwise... oh, don’t blame this ruthless ruthless!"
"Fart! Shameless!" Bai Yiguan Feiduo said: "I am a hard-working man who has worked hard for nine lives. You have to give it to you with a mouth. What do you think you are?"
"The magical treasure medicine is an important cultivation resource. It should belong to the real big gate. In this way, we can cultivate the most powerful warrior for the human race, and protect the race. You are a small teacher, and you are in the barbarians. It has not yet been opened up, it is a group of ordinary people, such precious cultivation resources, in your hands, is completely a waste, violently natural things."
Han Ling, the lord of the Purple Lingzong, came to carelessly.
The purple young handsome young man Qingxuan smiled and said: "Yes, this is the case. If you know each other, you will honestly hand over all the medicines, Ding Hao. When you are in the [Hundred Battlefield], they are the strongmen of the younger generation. So you can dominate one side, but today, my elders are strong, and if you resist again, it is a dead end!"
Ding Hao's gaze fell on the face of this Qing Xuan, thoughtfully: "I am a little bit impressed with you. On the West Road, you are chased by the Yaozu, I have saved your life."

"Hey, those little favors, can you buy me? You are so naive!" Qing Xuan sneered.
Ding Hao nodded and said: "It is indeed a small favor, but this is a favor, since you don't need it, it is better to come back to me first."
The voice has not fallen.
Jin Mang flashed.
Everyone has a flower in his eyes, and he only feels that Ding Hao’s figure is swaying in front of him.
But when I looked at it carefully, I found that his hand was already wearing a purple figure like a dead dog.
It is the youth who are standing among the purple Lingzong people in the blink of an eye.
"You... let go of me, what are you doing?" After Qing Xuan stayed, he struggled with anger and anger.
He himself did not figure out what happened.
Just now, he suddenly felt that his throat was tight, and then he saw a flower in front of him, and Ding Hao got out of the crowd.
At this time, Ding Hao's white slender fingers, holding his own extension, is like a death slashing knife on the top, the sturdy and mysterious nature of the seven kings of Wu Wang in his body, was completely suppressed, even struggling without strength.
"Let's go, Ding Hao, what are you doing? Don't let go of Xuan Er!" Han Donglai and others were also shocked.
Ding Hao did it, and no one saw it clearly.
"Since you feel that saving your life is a small favor, then return your life to me. In this way, between you and me, it will be written off!" Ding Hao looked at Qing Xuan, and the light was calm and indifferent. .
Like this unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, it will be reported to the enemy, killing 10,000 times is also innocent.
"No, no, I am wrong, I am wrong..." Qing Xuan’s mind was blank and struggling.
In the [Hundred Battlefield], he has seen the ruthlessness of Ding Hao’s killing of the Quartet. He has seen the terrible scenes of countless corpses in the sea at the foot of Ding Hao. He knows that Ding Hao is a decisive and decisive role for the enemy. At this moment, he fell in the hands of Ding Hao. When he remembered the scene, he suddenly began to regret it. He really shouldn’t provoke this killing.
"Oh, wrong, but unfortunately this error can't be changed." Ding Hao did not look at him, his wrist turned.
Hey.
Qing Xuan’s head was cut off.
Everything in the body, including the soul of God, was destroyed by the sacred atmosphere at this moment.
Ding Haosong’s hand, like throwing away a pile of rubbish, lost the body in his hand.
"You..." After Han Dong came to stay, he suddenly became angry: "You are looking for death, actually dare to kill the genius of my purple Lingzong? You are the ants, you are dead, I want to wash the sword and ask the sword! On, everyone together On the other hand, to deal with this demon killing the same way, do not have to pay attention to what morality, shot together, smashed him!"
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