Fantasy: Regenerated Into A Grass, Accompanied By A Willow God

In the atmosphere of the entire arena, apart from the bloody violence, there was only some weird smell left, echoing in front of and behind the two masters and disciples.

But Cao Ye knew very well that this was a kind of magic.

Time flies, Huo Ling'er breaks out of the cocoon and flies out.

He just stood up, and there was an inexplicable cold air rushing into the sky, as powerful as the wind of a sword.

"I believe you are also tired, but you have also understood the horror of this place. It is neither strong nor weak, and it can be stretched freely." Mengyi said softly.

After passing six levels in a row, Huang Hao was already exhausted. All he faced in the arena were unparalleled demons and pure inheritors of Bloodline. Although he was not in a victory posture of 967, his combat power was still at its peak, not at the current level. The creatures of the era can be compared with

Although he was bruised and bruised every time he came out of the stone gate, he still didn't take a moment to catch his breath. After taking the sister's Medicine Pill, he continued to rush into the stone gate and then came to the arena, throwing his head to spread the heat.

With no other choice, the master and apprentice hurriedly left the scene.

After many baptisms, Huang Hao's aura was different from before. He was like a blade that opened the sky. After countless polishings, his past tenderness and youthfulness had faded away and he became sharp and sharp.

In Huang Hao's current state, it is not easy to find an opponent in the same Realm. Even creatures from the Ancient God Mountain lineage are still vulnerable to him.

Not only fighting, but also venting the anger in his heart. He found a kind of joy in the misery. Without this, he could continue to fight.

This Earth Fire is flaming, with fire-attribute inscriptions everywhere, and taboos throughout the void.

It can be said that Huang Hao has fallen into a state of selflessness, growing continuously amid hardships and hatred. When facing those old monsters, he is still not inferior and becomes more and more courageous with each battle.

Even if he simply showed his trump card and looked for a way out between ice and fire, it was not in this state that he could develop superb skills. Every combat experience was a valuable experience.

Above the palace, clouds and mist shrouded, and a faint golden light shone down like a shining star. In this quiet beauty, a young man spent one nightmare after another behind the stone door.

For half a month, Huang Hao has been facing different opponents, but they are equally powerful and the situation is very dangerous, but he has forced his way out.

But in this way, Cao Ye remembered the light door he saw in Kunpeng's lair, connecting heaven and earth. It seemed that if you walked through the light bridge, you could reach another world and achieve the realm of gods.

As for its purpose, it is impossible to figure it out just by thinking about it.

boom!

Cao Ye witnessed this scene and let the fire burn his body, but how could this Vermillion Bird fire hurt his body? His eyes were full of surprise.

He mastered the art of Kunpeng that he had learned before, and he showed no reservations in the duel. He showed his acceptance of the methods he could use.

It's just that I couldn't see that little paper boat again, but it was still the same as the first time. What kind of creatures were drawn in class, what kind of ferocious beasts were the final opponents, and their cultivation was on par with Huang Hao's, as if they were deliberately prepared for him. Prepared the same.

After the words fell, the master and apprentice returned to the land of Nirvana.

"Master, you once said that difficult challenges are the best training." Zhue Hao said simply.

No one can tell exactly what the Wall of Gods and Demons is at present. It may be a test of the ancestors against the younger ones, and it is just a way to select the favored ones of heaven.

But this is the fate of Huang Hao. His life is full of thorns and twists and turns. No matter where he goes, he will encounter twists and turns. In a dangerous place like this, there are often risks and surprises at the same time.

In the black arena, the curtain has been drawn down. He is sitting cross-legged here just to recuperate and prepare for a new round of challenges. But when the grinding comes to an end, after the rounds of challenges, he is gone. opponent.

The battle was difficult and bloody, but Huang Hao lived up to expectations and won the battle. After a short rest, the pace of the challenge continued.

As time goes by, Huang Hao's use and understanding of Baoshu and rune have reached a deeper level, and he even has an impulse in his heart to carve out his own inscription symbols.

Huo Ling'er still didn't wake up, and was still between sleeping and waking up. Huang Haoze left a line of words, and after a short rest, he returned to the stone gate.

In Huang Hao's opinion, there are many hidden treasures in this place. If he does not increase his efforts to dig out now, he may not have the opportunity in the future. Only by competing with the strong can he make better progress.

"It seems like you've become addicted. If you don't finish this journey, I'm afraid (aeef) you won't be able to look back." Cao Ye said helplessly.

The combat effectiveness is too strong. A battle of equal strength is the best whetstone. Only in this way can we become stronger and climb higher to see new peaks.

To compete, only a genius like Huang Hao can have a chance to show off his skills.

But the two did not leave in a hurry, but continued to push open another stone door, and he faced another fierce battle.

In Cao Ye's eyes, the growth path of Mad God begins here.