The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 392 Fairy Playing the Piano
"Ok?"

Insighting the power of Li Haojian, Saint Hun Tian was a little surprised, and his pupils shrank slightly. Is this borrowing the power of heaven?
He just vaguely felt the breath of heaven from Li Hao.

But this is a method that only a saint can use... The shock in his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly mobilized the power of heaven to seal off the surrounding heaven and earth.

In this way, the source of Li Hao's power can be blocked, which is why the Supreme Saint can easily kill the Three Disasters Saint.

But Li Hao's heaven and earth moved extremely fast. Feeling the blockade, he integrated a trace of the will of the Heavenly Venerable and snorted coldly, emanating boundless power, which easily shattered the blockade.

All this happened in an instant. Li Hao's sword light had already violently slashed out, the lightning in the sky was broken, and the road that originally surrounded the ancient mountain all avoided and dissipated, completely breaking the scene that had lasted here for countless years.

Bang!
The sword light cut through the void, as if cutting off time. Countless origins of laws and brilliant sword intent were all condensed in this immortal's finger.

A violent tremor and roar sounded, and the violent and powerful holy way, carrying the power of heaven and earth, was also split apart. The dazzling light made everything in the eyes of Saint Hun Tian fade.

The void at the top of the ancient mountain seemed to explode, and a torn chaotic black light appeared. Saint Hun Tian was a little dazed, and the slight pain from the horn on his head made him realize that he was actually injured!

That was his hardest and sharpest part, but it was injured.

In the turbulence of destruction, Li Hao's figure did not escape, but approached at a high speed.

His whole body seemed to be burning with divine flames, his divine blood was boiling, and his Taoist bones were constantly healing after being broken. Although this sword blocked the attack of Saint Hun Tian, ​​the shock force of the Holy Dao caused him to injure his body.

But fortunately, his healing speed is now so fast that minor injuries heal almost instantly. Even if his body is destroyed, he can be reborn very quickly, as if he is truly immortal.

With the blessing of the star veins in the sky, his condition fell to the bottom and then climbed to the top again in just a moment.

The second sword!
Li Hao used all his strength to swing out the second sword again, revealing all the extreme states, including the states of the two final states.

Bang!
Saint Hun Tian was shocked and swung his claws angrily, as if tearing a piece of the sky, and threw it towards Li Hao with great momentum.

The horrifying shockwave sounded again, and Li Hao's figure shuttled out from the impact of the shockwave, his skin and flesh were torn all over, but healed in an instant.

The third sword!
Li Hao seemed tireless and continued to swing his sword and kill.

"You deserve to die!!"

Saint Hun Tian was furious. It was a shame that he, a great saint, was forced to attack by Li Hao.

But the scary thing is that Li Hao’s strength can actually compete with him!

It was just a mere disaster, but it was able to mobilize exaggerated power of heaven and earth. Saint Hun Tian did not fight with Li Hao again to consume his strength. The speed of his power replenishment was slightly slower than Li Hao's.

His huge body swooped down like a pitch-black beast, and charged towards Li Hao with its sharp horn.

Shrouded in the realm of holy ways, he stirred up a terrifying force that seemed to be able to tear the earth apart.

"A mere second-level imperial soldier, let's see how you can break my defense!"

There was murderous intent in the eyes of Saint Hun Tian, ​​and he waved his claws directly towards Li Hao.

A brilliant sword light burst out, chopping off its sharp claws and forcing them to retreat. However, as Saint Huntian said, although fame is sharp, it cannot break its shell.

Not to mention that if it really breaks, he has the ability to regenerate with a drop of blood, and it will heal in a blink of an eye.

As a person who has become a saint in the flesh and has cultivated to the highest level of saintliness, his own flesh is the most powerful imperial weapon, comparable to the Six Tribulations Imperial Weapon.

There are only a handful of weapons in the entire Land of Saints that can hurt him.

Apart from the source, there is the poison of the Medical Saint.

With a bang, the sharp claws of Saint Hun Tian slapped Li Hao. Li Hao tried to avoid being caught by him. At the moment of contact, he quickly chopped with his sword and bounced his body back.

His sword was as sharp as the blazing sun and fire, ethereal and sharp. He swung it repeatedly at the claws, but it was like he was chopping at divine iron, without even making a wound.

"Too hard."

Li Hao's eyes darkened. This was a burst of power close to his full strength, but he didn't expect that he could only barely fight against the opponent. If it was any other saint, he might even have a chance to injure him, but he happened to meet the Saint Hun Tian.

Among the many saints, the opponents are all among the stronger ones.

"If we continue to fight like this, it will be a draw at best, and we won't be able to kill the opponent."

Although the treasures of heaven and earth that he had plundered previously helped him to overcome tribulations and improve his fame and fortune, his foundation was still far weaker than that of these saints.

If you can't kill him, there's no need to fight on. Otherwise, it might attract Dragon Saint, Source Ancestor and others, which might not be a good thing.

While thinking, Li Hao fought and retreated, using all his strength in every strike. Only in this way could he compete with the Saint Hun Tian.

"Want to go?"

The Sage Hun Tian kept attacking closely. His huge body was extremely flexible, and Li Hao could only dodge by using his attacks.

Seeing Li Hao's intention, Saint Hun Tian sneered. Although Li Hao shocked him time and time again and was beyond his expectations, after all, his practice time was too short, and the Second Tribulation Emperor's Soldier could not pose a threat to him.

As the most powerful ones in the heavens, the Supreme Saints basically divided up 80% of the cultivation resources and incense in the heavens, and the rest were snatched away by the old three disaster saints and other saints.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for a semi-saint to compete for incense. Most of the incense is in the hands of the supreme saint. Even the saints are fighting for it, let alone easily handing it over to a semi-saint.

"Prisoner of Heaven!"

Saint Hun Tian suddenly raised his hand, and the holy field in his palm emitted a strong suction force, covering an area of ​​ten thousand miles, and exerted his physical magical powers.

There seemed to be a huge virtual hand in the void, which slowly clenched and tried to grab Li Hao.

Li Hao's face changed slightly. If he was captured by Saint Huntian, it would be a pure contest of strength and he might not win.

"What I see is what I think, and what I think is what I break!"

Sword marks appeared in Li Hao's eyes. At this moment, his swordsmanship seemed to be improving again, and he slashed out suddenly.

The eternal realm of Tao and the ultimate meaning of the sword in his eyes condensed at the same time and slashed out.

The blurry giant palm in the void suddenly split open, but there was no explosion sound.

Li Hao passed through the dark crack and broke free.

"It's a pity that my body movement is too slow. If I could use my body movement to reach the highest level, it would be enough to help me escape!"

Li Hao continued to fly forward, but he felt that the speed was too fast. Although his practice was already fast enough, to an exaggerated degree, there were still many things that could be improved.

"Humph!"

When Saint Hun Tian saw that Li Hao had broken his magical power, his face turned slightly cold and he chased after him again. Although he had practiced the holy way and could break all the magic, his body movement was not his strong point, but he was still better than most of the Saints of the Three Disasters.

In the blink of an eye, Saint Hun Tian caught up with Li Hao again.

Li Hao's figure flashed and rushed towards the immortal shadow on the top of the ancient mountain.

The phantom of the immortal god was still sitting upright, seemingly unaffected. As he flew towards Li Hao, he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to travel through time, staring at this moment in the future.

Afterwards, the expression of this immortal shadow actually stared at Li Hao slightly, and then fell on the Saint Hun Tian behind him.

His eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered something, then raised his hand and waved it. A beam of light flew out from his hand, but the farther it was from his body, the faster the power of the light dissipated.

"It's just a phantom, and you're trying to suppress me?"

Saint Hun Tian realized that the attack was directed at him, and became a little angry. He roared, and rushed forward, actually knocking the attack apart. Only a slight smoke came out of his body, and tiny cracks appeared, which healed in a blink of an eye.

The immortal launched an attack, but his figure gradually faded and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Li Hao knew that this was just the other party's phantom remembered by time, but what was horrifying was that this phantom actually had its own consciousness.

One must practice to a certain level to have such ability.

Li Hao did not look back and continued to move forward, using the attack of the immortal god's phantom just now to create some distance between him and Saint Hun Tian.

He teleported back and forth, passed through the cracks in heaven and earth, escaped from the ancient mountain, and teleported tens of thousands of miles in the passage ahead, where he found another ancient mountain.

This ancient mountain was also surrounded by thunder and fire, and shrouded in the power of calamity. There were also phantoms of immortals and gods sitting cross-legged and practicing on the top of the mountain, but they looked different from before.

Li Hao rushed directly to the top of the mountain. The immortal god's phantom opened his eyes and saw Li Hao. His eyes seemed to see through the illusion and focus on him.

Soon, he noticed Saint Hun Tian chasing him from behind. When he saw Saint Hun Tian, ​​a cold look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Then, he raised his hand and launched an attack just like the immortal shadow before, like a spear, piercing through.

Saint Hun Tian was furious and rushed forward without fear.

Li Hao didn't know whether these immortals and gods regarded Saint Hun Tian as a demon, which was why they avoided him and only attacked Saint Hun Tian.

He didn't look back and continued to run forward.

Behind the passage, there are still ancient mountains. Li Hao shuttled through seven ancient mountains in succession, and with the help of the phantoms of immortals and gods above, he barely put some distance between himself and Saint Hun Tian.

"Ok?"

When he rushed to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder or fire on the ancient mountain, but only red-gold clouds, as if they were dipped in gold powder and painted on it, which was extremely beautiful.

On the top of the mountain are beautiful buildings, fairy waterfalls and magical pools. A shadowy figure of a fairy woman sits in a pavilion on the edge of the cliff, gently playing the piano.

Around him, the rhythm of Tao surrounds him like flowing colors, which is beautiful beyond words.

Li Hao was stunned when he heard the faint sound of the piano. With his attainments in music, he could feel that this was a peerless divine song.

I even have an impulse that if I can get this song, I would be willing to do so even if it means I get seriously injured and my life is shortened!
“What a beautiful song…”

Li Hao was distracted for a moment, and the murderous aura behind him brought him back to his senses. His face changed slightly. This time he did not lead Saint Hun Tian to the top of the mountain, as he could not bear to see this scene fade away.

However, when he turned around, the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain glanced at him indifferently, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then gently emitted a sound wave, which turned into a terrifying sharp blade and slashed towards him vertically.

"This song is about the sorrow of the nine rivers..."

An ancient thought, extremely gentle, emerged in Li Hao's mind.

Then Li Hao saw the woman playing the piano on the top of the mountain. Her figure gradually disappeared. The time she spent there had been consumed by the sharp blade of sound waves and completely dissipated.

Li Hao was stunned, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of regret.

But I silently remembered the name of this song in my heart.

I don’t know whether this woman is dead or whether we will meet again.

Li Hao withdrew his thoughts and felt the angry roar behind him. He did not look back and continued to rush forward. He must not let this swan song go to waste.

When he came to an ancient mountain again, Li Hao saw that there was no thunder or fire here either, but the mountain was broken and charred, as if it had suffered some kind of war.

There was no shadow of immortal or god on the top of the mountain, and the ground was charred and lifeless.

Li Hao was slightly startled, but didn't dare to stop and continued to run forward.

But when he was about to rush out of the ancient mountain, Li Hao saw something reflective. He looked at it and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

It was a broken blade, stuck diagonally on a charred rock.

But what was strange was that there was no dust on the broken blade and it looked brand new.

Li Hao raised his hand and the broken blade quickly flew through the air and landed in his hand.

Li Hao felt that there was no aura of calamity or the charm of Taoism above.

But those who could appear here were most likely Daojie Emperor's soldiers, but just like their original merits and honors, they were damaged and turned into fragments.

"die!!"

The low roar of Saint Hun Tian came from behind, his eyes were red, not only because of himself, but also because of anger.

As it flapped its wings, its figure came roaring like Kunpeng, its sharp claws tearing through the void, trying to tear Li Hao's body apart.

The process of being torn apart and reborn is his chance to devour Li Hao.

Li Hao's face changed slightly. He threw away the fragments in his hand and then swung his sword to cut it off.

The sword light suddenly became extremely strong and chopped towards the opponent's horn, trying to exchange injury for injury, but the next moment, Li Hao saw the opponent's sharp claws suddenly broke, and blood gushed out!

This sudden scene stunned Li Hao. Saint Hun Tian was also stunned. His pupils contracted and he looked at his broken claw in astonishment.

The bleeding quickly stopped and regenerated rapidly, but he was still a little confused.

Li Hao didn't even bother to see if his sword had hit the target. He glanced at the broken part and saw a bright reflection. He felt his heart skip a beat. Could it be...

He hurriedly burned his soul, and the power of his soul was quickly pulled out, pulling back the sharp blade of the remaining imperial weapon.

Afterwards, without even thinking twice, he branded his soul on the fragment. In this way, it would be extremely difficult for Saint Hun Tian to snatch and control the fragment. Unless the strength of his soul was several times greater than his, he could directly erase his soul's brand and control the other person's imperial weapon.

But obviously, in terms of the soul, although Hun Tian is a saint, the gap between him and Li Hao is not that big, both are at the ultimate level.

"What is this?"

Saint Hun Tian's expression changed and his eyes fell on the fragment. He realized that it was not a complete imperial weapon, but this was even more exaggerated.

Li Hao also realized at this moment that although this fragment was incomplete, it was frighteningly sharp. It might be a top-notch imperial weapon, or even surpass the Daojie imperial weapon!
No wonder it is still so bright after countless years. Not even dust can fall on it. It is so sharp that it is terribly sharp.

"go with!"

Li Hao controlled the fragments and quickly killed Saint Hun Tian, ​​wanting to test his strength.

Saint Hun Tian was shocked and furious, and tried his best to cover the Holy Path domain. At the same time, he raised his hand and pulled out an imperial weapon from the shell behind him.

Facing Li Hao, he had no intention of using the imperial soldiers. It was too humiliating, just like a college student competing with an elementary school student in mathematics, and in the end the college student took out a calculator.

Even if I win it's humiliating.

(End of this chapter)