"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

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There were waves of strong collisions, and the two figures kept ringing, accompanied by terrifying power venting.

At this moment, the place where Huang Hao and the Prince of Qinglong were fighting had already been in a mess. There were bumpy pits everywhere, and countless fragments and collapses were added to the rock walls. If the cave had not been extremely stable, the aftermath of the two fighting alone would have been enough to completely collapse this underground world.

Looking at Huang Hao and Prince Qinglong at this moment, they suffered heavy injuries on their bodies. Huang Hao's chest completely collapsed. Just now, Prince Qinglong hit Huang Hao's chest with an extremely tricky punch, directly breaking all the ribs on Huang Hao's chest. If it weren't for Huang Hao's sixth refinement of "Nine Refinings of the Body Body", he was strong and had a great tolerance, he would probably lose his combat power at that time. Although Prince Qinglong successfully injured Huang Hao, he was not feeling well.

When his attack hit Huang Hao, Huang Hao's palm knife ruthlessly slashed his waist. This attack was a "thousand-four" way of transporting power. He used his palm as a stick and almost contained Huang Hao's full power, directly shattering many internal organs in Prince Qinglong's body, and almost instantly shattered the organs in his abdominal cavity into a paste. Under such destructive power, even Prince Qinglong's body could not bear it and his combat power was greatly damaged.

Compared with the two, this time the damage exchange seems to be half a dozen, but in fact Huang Hao is still better at it.

Huang Hao covered his chest with his hands, sneaked into the flesh and blood on his chest with his five fingers, and even grabbed the ribs of those sections, and connected them to their original position with all his strength.

Seeing Huang Hao's actions, Prince Qinglong knew that he had lost in the competition between body and strength. As the organs in his abdominal cavity were completely shattered, he had already felt his body's weakness. If he was not treated as soon as possible, he might have weakened in a very short time until his vitality passed and he died. Although he had taken healing pills when the two sides were separated, it was not a matter of overnight success. How could he easily connect the broken bones like Huang Hao?

"Damn it, what kind of body refining technique are you practicing? How could it be more powerful than my royal family's "Body Body Decision"?" Prince Qinglong's eyes showed strong unwillingness and resentment for the first time.

Huang Hao grinned: "You want to know?"

Prince Qinglong's eyes narrowed, but nodded firmly.

"I won't tell you!" Huang Hao suddenly laughed, with a bit of rogue in his laughter.

This Qinglong Prince is an enemy, why did he tell him? What is the benefit of telling him?

"Boy, you're playing tricks on me!" A few black lines rose on Prince Qinglong's face, and an extremely crazy aura flashed in his eyes: "Do you think you're sure to win? Don't forget, I can be innate spiritual body! Even if my body is not your opponent, I still have spirit!"

Speaking of this, Prince Qinglong's face was full of ferociousness: "When I erase your spirit and will, there is naturally a way to completely dig out everything you know. At that time, all your secrets will belong to me!"

Huang Hao looked at Prince Qinglong, as if he was looking at a clown jumping: "If you have any trump card, just use it. Long Qing and I are really in a hurry!"

When Prince Qinglong heard this, he felt anger in his heart again. From Huang Hao's tone, he actually heard a little contempt, and seemed to have not taken his spirit seriously.

However, who gave the person in front of him so strongly that Prince Qinglong is born with a natural spiritual body, and is born with a spiritual prototype. He is just born with his mental power and can suppress ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. Now, if he spares no effort to use his mental attack, he can defeat the middle-stage Mahayana strongman with his mental power alone. How can the person in front of him resist such a powerful spirit?

"You can die under my mental sofa, and you can also smile in the sky." He spoke gently, and saw that the eyes of Prince Qinglong's eyes turned into silver. In an instant, the space around Prince Qinglong's body suddenly twisted. You could vaguely see countless physically average mental power flowing out of his eyes like mercury, and then gathering into a ball. As the physically average mental power gathered into a ball, the space around the mental power continued to collapse, and then it was constantly repaired, and then collapsed again, repeating.

Seeing this scene, a sense of surprise arose in Huang Hao's heart. The innate spiritual body is indeed powerful. Cultivators in the early stage of Mahayana and even the middle stage of Mahayana cannot easily tear open the void, but the Prince of Qinglong can actually collapse the space with his unformed mental power. With such mental power, even if the middle stage of Mahayana practitioners are extremely afraid of seeing it.

"Crazy--"

This is the sound of spiritual power flowing. The silver pupils of Prince Qinglong kept surging out and pouring into the spiritual power group. In a vague way, the shape of the spiritual power group began to slowly change, and such changes changed faster and faster as the mental power merged into the spiritual power group became more and more.

Finally, the shape of the spiritual power group finally became clear. It was a figure, a dragon-shaped figure! As the mental power became more and more abundant, the dragon-shaped figure became clearer. I saw that this was a five-clawed blue dragon with a terrifying face and sharp teeth, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling. As the five-clawed blue dragon was completely formed, a strong dragon power also emanated from the five-clawed blue dragon. Even Huang Hao felt a faint pressure.

You know, his Nascent Soul is a top-notch Nascent Soul, especially after absorbing the red gold fire, his quality has taken a solid step towards the perfect Nascent Soul. The average pressure is simply tickling for Huang Hao. However, the dragon power of the five-clawed Azure Dragon still made Huang Hao feel some pressure, which is enough to see the power of this dragon power.

But pressure is just pressure, and for Huang Hao, such pressure is nothing at all.

"This is my spiritual projection, and it is also the most powerful spiritual attack technique I have mastered!" Prince Qinglong's eyes were a bit cruel and ferocious: "I call this move Dragon Shadow Soul-Devouring!"

As Prince Qinglong said the four words "Dragon Shadow Soul-Devouring", the five-clawed Azure Dragon, which was completely composed of mental power, suddenly let out a dragon roar. Then, the dragon shadow shook its tail and hit Huang Hao.

The attack of mental power is one of the most difficult attacks for time to guard against, because mental power is an attack of will and spirit, which can be thousands of miles in a flash and is extremely fast, even the strong man of Mahayana Great Perfection is extremely difficult to avoid.

The moment he saw the dragon shadow pounce, Huang Hao felt that the five-clawed green dragon had hit his mind.

In an instant, a dragon roar suddenly sounded from Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness. Then, Huang Hao saw a five-clawed green dragon moving around in the sea of ​​consciousness. Wherever he passed, the space of the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be about to collapse.

"Hmph, just as you, a little reptile, also wants to destroy my sea of ​​consciousness and swallow my spirit?" An angry shout sounded, echoing layer by layer in the entire sea of ​​consciousness, turning into waves of terrifying spiritual pressure to suppress the five-clawed green dragon.

Suddenly feeling the spiritual pressure belonging to Huang Hao, the five-clawed Qinglong suddenly spoke: "It's too naive to suppress me with this spiritual pressure!"

The voice was the voice of Prince Qinglong. Obviously, every move of the five-clawed Qinglong was dominated by Prince Qinglong.

The next moment, the five-clawed Qinglong suddenly struggled, opened the spiritual chain that suppressed it, and would destroy Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness. As long as he could find the spiritual will in Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness and swallow it, Huang Hao would immediately become an idiot. If his spirit is lucky enough to completely control Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, he could even refine Huang Hao's body into a puppet-like existence. Huang Hao's physical body is powerful, and if he can be refined into an incarnation outside the body, it would be a huge opportunity for Prince Qinglong.

However, just as the five-clawed Qinglong was about to find Huang Hao's spiritual will, Huang Zang's dantian seemed to be sitting firmly on Diaoyutai and suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, the colorful throne that was left of him suddenly emitted a dazzling light. The next moment, the colorful throne disappeared. When it appeared again, it had already moved from the dantian to Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, the colorful throne floated above the five-clawed Qinglong and rotated slowly. Every time it rotated, it emitted a strange aura. As soon as this aura appeared, it turned into a stream of pressure, constantly suppressing the five-clawed golden dragon.

"How is that possible!" Under the suppression of these pressures, the Five-Clawed Green Dragon suddenly shouted in horror: "How is this possible? What kind of thing is this? How can it release such domineering pressure?"

The voice of Prince Qinglong was actually filled with fear and despair. In the face of the pressure released by the Colorful Throne, an illusion arose in his heart. At this moment, he seemed to be standing in front of his father, Emperor Qing. The pressure emitted by Emperor Qing was irresistible to him as the prince, and he was left with the thought of surrender.

"This is what my spirit is transformed, and you are the first person to see my spiritual origin!" Huang Hao's voice sounded faintly, without the smell of fireworks, but with an unrefutable will: "Suppress me!"

The colorful throne fell with a bang, as if a towering mountain had overturned. The terrifying power made the Prince of Qinglong, who had transformed into a five-clawed green dragon, scream in horror: "Brother, stop and let me go..."

"Boom--"
Chapter completed!