The blue light buzzed under Ye Hao's violent blow, and this scene shocked everyone present.

Can this young man shake Lingbao with his bare hands?

With that blow, even Haiying suffered a heavy blow. Her chest was sultry, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Her face, which had already become ill, suddenly became paler and paler.

"Damn it!" He Ying was furious, filled with righteous indignation, facing fierce terror!

This kind of life spirit treasure is different from ordinary spirit treasure. These great weapons are powerful in the Qiandongzhou Kingdom, but they are also closely related to the spirit of the monks. Once they are created, even the monks will bear the brunt.

"Well! Do it again, I think you can eat it a few more times!"

Seeing the effect of hard shaking was good, Ye Hao showed joy on his face, and his movements became more and more crazy, like a desolate ancient ferocious beast, raising the casserole with big fists, and threw it angrily at the green light.

"boom"

Ye Hao's hands were terrible. Every fist was swung out, and his fist had an essential red flame burning, detonating extremely violent power, shaking the green light violently, shaking!

"Puffs!"

Under the green light, He Ying was startled by the blood squirting from that big mouth, her pale face was full of fear, and after a few breaths, the pupils in her eyes showed a trace of fear. "boom"

Ye Hao's fierce bombardment intensified, and the green light of Crane Eagle on his head continued to vibrate and sway.

"Puffs!" After the count, He Ying spewed a lot of blood again, his face was extremely pale, and even the luster in the pupils of his eyes had become much darker.

He is doing his best to push his soul, the green lamp has burned into a pile of fire, the heat is harsh, and the terrible power of horror is constantly being released. If an ordinary blood monk is close to a penny, he will be burnt to ashes in an instant.

That is not an ordinary flame, but under the halo of the empty cicada, burning the soul of the devil, once touched, even the soul will be burned into nothingness!

However, this time, He Ying met such a different Ye Hao, who had already reached the polar blood, and the sun radiated all over his body, completely blocking the energy erosion of the empty cicada lantern.

If this continues, Lingbao in this life may still remain in its original state, but he certainly cannot support it and is in danger of falling at any time.

In fact, when the struggle has reached such a point, He Ying has already begun to retreat. This soul treasure is his most powerful method. Even such a powerful method cannot help Ye Hao. Why is he and the latter desperate?

Moreover, as a future refinery destined to be respected, He Yingke did not want to despair. He attached great importance to his life, and at this time he had begun to consider fleeing...

"boom!"

Ye Hao didn't know what the guy was thinking, but the shots became more and more surprising. At this time, his entire right arm was burning with red flames, enough to open the cracked stone, so that the young and handsome mind was surrounded by fear.

If they are caught in such a fierce attack, they may be killed by weapons and directly turned into meat and mud!

"enough!"

Heying was angry and shouted. Ye Hao, with the help of Ling, repeatedly avoided Lu Wenhao's attack, especially for his life spirit treasure, trying to smash it.

This made him almost vomiting blood. In fact, he coughed up blood from his mouth and his breathing was extremely weak.

"Hmm! Are you scared?"

After landing, Ye Hao jumped up again, swept away, and slammed into the green light.

He noticed that attacking this thing seemed more effective than attacking it personally, the latter obviously couldn't go home, and the control of the treasure was far from complete. He shook a lot at such a close distance. He Ying did not even have the opportunity to inspire Lingbao to use powerful tools.