This time, the ascetic monk on the sixth floor of Qingyun Road was almost killed by Ye Hao.

This is already the limit, even if there are hundreds of ascetics in Qingyun Temple, it is impossible to divide them all into the sixth heaven.

The things Ye Hao killed before were almost all six floors in the sky.

Therefore, Ye Hao dared to go to Qingyun Camp alone.

One day there was no news of the second and third members. Elder Qingyun knew that something was wrong, so he sat in a chair and waited for Ye Hao's arrival.

The elder of the Qingyun clan is half immortal, and the body of the half immortal is divided into three or sixty-nine. He doesn't know what the elder of the Qingyun clan is. Ye Hao can only understand if he fights with him personally.

"Haha, I want to know how you defeated my three brothers and sisters."

Before he saw Ye Hao, he always thought that Ye Hao was the master of the world, otherwise there would be no reason and no reason.

When I really saw the old Ye Hao of Qingyun Peak, I knew that my previous guesses had been overturned, because the person standing in front of him was just a simple ascetic monk who had not yet ascended the mountain.

"It's strange," the old man stood on the chair and looked at Ye Hao with a very contemptuous look.

"That's how you are, you really don't understand," said the old Ye Hao from the Qing Dynasty, and you can see Ye Hao's contempt from your words.

Ye Hao smiled and said, "Of course, this is what I can do and what I can do.

"You killed so many of me, I won't let you die happily," Qingyun said to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Are you finished? Let's start now. I'm a little sleepy, I want to kill you sooner and go home to sleep.".

A great war has begun.

Ye Hao's palace became plain and clear, suppressing the sky.

With the release of terror and oppression and the fall of the emperor, the emperor will soon evolve to the extreme.

To die.

The great elder of the Qing Dynasty approached the wind with one big hand and covered the sky with one hand.

boom.

This magnificent palace was shattered by a big hand of the Qing Dynasty veteran, and this huge palm also collapsed.

Ye Hao quickly retreated more than ten feet, Qing Yunlong's grandfather was forced to walk step by step, his palm continued to move towards Ye Hao after tearing down the palace.

Plastic body.

On the way back, Ye Hao quickly opened the right way to the fourth layer, a golden Buddha statue.

The elders of the Qingyun clan moved quickly, even faster than Ye Hao's backwards.

boom.

The palm of his hand was directly hit by Ye Hao.

A big hole appeared on the ground, and the leaves crawled out of the big hole, covered with dust.

"Life is very hard...not even dead..." Qing Dynasty veteran said to Ye Linsheng.

Ye Hao didn't answer. After climbing out of the pit, there was no sign of injury.

He is so easily injured so easily, his body is sacred, and it is far away from this kind of attack.

boom.

Once again, Dashou came to the wind with a sweeping momentum.

Facing the wind, you waved your hands, the mountains and rivers cracked, the earth cracked.

Boxing is like wind, lightning and stars.

boom.

Ye Hao's iron fist collided with the big hand of the Qingyun clan elder, and the collision was fierce.

This time, Ye Hao had the upper hand. The old man of the Qingyun clan grew more than ten feet longer. Ye Hao's fist was big. The throat of the ancestor of the Qingyun clan was very sweet and the blood was bleeding very badly, but he still forced it back. .

He thinks Ye Hao's body is much stronger than ordinary people.

In his opinion, the body is strong and the practice method is much weaker. This is the experience he has gained. From ancient times to the present, there has been a dilemma, with a strong side and a weak side.