Wuhun makes me invincible at the beginning

Chapter 111 Others
The tree man was suspended in Wang Hao's soul world, with a look of amazement on his face: "I didn't expect your soul world to be so stable, no wonder you can break free from the shackles of my illusion, and it's not like other warriors in the blood refining realm, who are hazy and chaotic, and can fully bear it." Hold the power of my body."

"For a warrior at the blood refinement level, no matter how strong your physical body is, it is only as strong as a dragon, but your physical body has already surpassed the strength of a dragon, and this shocking blood energy actually contains the power of thunder that can control the punishment of heaven."

The tree man repeatedly inspected Wang Hao's body and spirit world several times, "It's so perfect, this is simply the best body to integrate with my body, with this body, I have enough confidence to be able to achieve this in ten years. Return to the realm of supernatural powers."

"Hahaha! I was trapped at the bottom of the Milky Way for ten thousand years, and was fortunate to be swept into this stone palace by the cosmic storm. I was lingering on the heart of the ten thousand year tree in this pool. I didn't expect that God would send such a perfect body to me. Come to me..."

Every time the tree man said a word, Wang Hao's face became gloomy. This guy actually wanted to occupy Wang Hao's physical body and fuse his body.

However, Wang Hao is not worried, he still has the last hole card, which is the mysterious statue.

The tree man has been tossing around in his spirit world for so long, but he didn't find the mysterious statue.

Wang Hao knew that the mysterious statue probably had seen through his thoughts, and hid it first, not wanting the tree man to find out, and suppressed it in one fell swoop when its body stepped in.

After the battle with Leihu just now, Wang Hao has confirmed that with his current strength, he can control the golden chain on the mysterious statue.

No matter how strange the treant is, once the main body is locked by golden chains, even if it has the power to reach the sky, there is no way to escape.

When the tree man's body came to Wang Hao's soul world, it would be hard to say who would annex the other.

"It took me tens of thousands of years to transform from a seedling into a spiritual body, giving birth to spiritual wisdom, and now, I have obtained a perfect physical body."

"Main body, get up!" Suddenly, the treant yelled, and grabbed the ancient tree in the pool with his palm, and the whole stone hall began to vibrate instantly.

boom!
The next moment, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, and the ancient tree in the middle of the pool was uprooted and flew across the sky.

In the sky above Wang Hao's Soul World, an ancient tree descended blatantly, and countless roots suddenly appeared, sweeping out in all directions, taking root in the void.

With the arrival of this ancient tree, the originally peaceful world of spirits and souls was turbulent.

The clear air rises to the sky!

The turbid air sinks to the ground!

Heaven and earth suddenly emerged.

Under the impact of this ancient tree, Wang Hao's spiritual world was broken in one fell swoop, showing the evolution of heaven and earth.

Once the soul of a human warrior is broken through, his soul and soul will be destroyed and he will fall on the spot.

But Wang Hao was different, his spiritual world was broken, but his mind was clear.

His soul has long been attached to the statue by contemplating the mysterious statue, just like God's perspective, he can clearly see everything that happened in the soul world.

Ordinary warriors, unless their soul breaks through to the third realm of primordial spirit, it is possible to leave the body and exist alone.

But Wang Hao can do it in the second realm of the soul with the help of the mysterious statue, but he can only be attached to the statue.

He knew that as long as this mysterious statue existed, he could turn defeat into victory at the last moment.

The tree man is extremely strange, if it occupies the space of Wang Hao's soul, if you investigate carefully, you may be able to find some clues, knowing that Wang Hao's soul has not been completely wiped out.

But it is too confident in the power of its body, immersed in the joy of getting a perfect body, which determines that all it does is to make wedding dresses for others.

Time flies, more than half a month has passed, and the time to close the secret realm is getting closer.

The soul was attached to the mysterious statue, and Wang Hao didn't feel the passage of time at all. He even took a little time to deduce the rubbings of the Thunder Dao rune, and took the method of Thunder evolution as his own.

After a long time, the body of the tree man has completely transformed Wang Hao's soul world, and it has become full of vitality, as if a new world has evolved.

The tree man was very satisfied with the results of his transformation.

It knew that the moment the body descended, the human had completely lost the chance to resist. Even if Wang Hao's soul world was more stable than his blood-refinement-level warriors, he still couldn't escape the end of his soul being wiped out.

The tree man moved Wang Hao's physical body, and punched forward with a violent force. Amidst the ear-piercing sonic boom, the wind of the fist tore apart the void in front of him, forming a wide airflow channel.

"After the transformation of the main body, the soul world has been completely stabilized. Because of this vigorous injection of vitality, the martial arts cultivation base has been upgraded twice in a row, and has stepped into the ninth level of blood refinement. Next, it is time to set foot on the tenth level of blood refinement. The extreme state of blood refining, that is, the most powerful state."

The tree man is very satisfied with this body: "If a human warrior wants to step into the extreme realm of blood refining, he must have a strong inheritance background. A commoner warrior, even if his talent is strong, has no way to get involved in the tenth level of blood refining. Re-extreme realm, because this is the path that only the chosen ones are qualified to take.

Coincidentally, this seat just happens to know a land that can step into the extreme realm of blood refining. "

The tree man was very satisfied with Wang Hao's physical body, but he didn't know that Wang Hao's spirit attached to the mysterious statue was even more satisfied when he saw the tree man's transformed body.

In the world of spirit and soul, Wang Hao chose to take the initiative to attack while the tree man was intoxicated.

With a thought, the golden chain suddenly appeared above the tree man like a ghost, turning into a cage and locking the ancient tree firmly.

"This is...?" The sudden change in the soul world alarmed the tree man, who was gradually losing control of Wang Hao's physical body.

The treant immediately transformed into the spirit world, and saw its ancient tree, firmly trapped by a golden chain that appeared from nowhere.

The treant felt that the connection between it and the ancient tree of the main body was getting weaker and weaker. He was anxious in his heart, and grasped the void with five fingers, and countless tree roots immediately extended from the main body, enveloping the entire golden chain.

But no matter how the ancient tree itself struggled, it was of no avail. The golden chain was like a sea-fixing needle, firmly locking the ancient tree.

Wang Hao was overjoyed, as expected, this golden chain can trap any spirit.

The treant looked terrified. Its body was trapped by golden chains. Even if it could escape, it would be like a rootless weed. All the savings of ten thousand years were all wasted.

"Ontology, together!"

It stepped into the air and wanted to integrate into the body, but found that the golden chain transformed into a cage, blocking it out like a moat.

"How is it possible? What is this golden chain? Not only can it trap my body, but it also cuts off my connection with the body and prevents me from merging with the body."

The tree man looked horrified, and there was a huge wave in his heart: "Ten thousand years ago, even an old monster with six levels of supernatural powers stood in front of me, it would be impossible to do it."

boom!
Suddenly, the world of spirit and soul vibrated, and a mysterious statue slowly manifested. At the same time, Wang Hao who was attached to the statue finally appeared.

"Your soul has not died, and all this is your fault?"

When the tree man saw Wang Hao, a gloomy and cold light shot out from his eyes: "A mere blood-refining martial artist dares to resist. I chose your physical body, which is your good fortune. How dare you resist?"

"This golden chain is able to trap my body. It must be a treasure that reaches the sky. And this statue... As long as I completely kill your soul, including your body, it will be mine... "

"Disillusionment!" As soon as the tree man's voice fell, Wang Hao's entire spiritual world was agitated, black clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and countless volcanoes erupted on the ground, creating a scene of doomsday.

"It's mere illusion, just want to kill me, don't forget whose soul world this is."

Wang Hao's expression was cold, and he shouted: "Screw it!"

Following his loud shout, an evil spirit rose up from the sky, causing the entire illusion to crumble.

When he was in Biyun Danfang that day, Wang Hao used his soul to lure the ray of golden blood in the depths of his bone marrow. With the existence of the rune seal, he was able to draw out this shocking evil spirit.

At this moment, it just came in handy.

The evil spirit soared into the sky, turned into a torrent and blasted into the illusion created by the tree man, like a broken mirror, the entire illusion suddenly cracked countless gaps.

"Thunder!" As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, a thunderbolt rune imprint emerged between his eyebrows, shining a dazzling thunder light. It was the rubbings of the ancient thunderway rune pulled out from the body of Leihu by the golden chain.

Surrounded by nine black lightning balls around Wang Hao, he shook his hand, and the nine lightning balls lined up like nine stars, and then turned into arrows, broke through all the resistance, and slammed into the gap , and explode.

The illusion was originally broken by the evil spirit, but now it was bombarded by nine black thunderballs, and after a crisp 'bang', it was all shattered.

"The black thunder, this is pure destructive force, it's not the thunder in the bloody body, why can you use it?"

The illusion was shattered, and the aura of the tree man quickly withered away. He was not a phantom of the main body, nor was he the body of the soul, he could only be regarded as a clone of the ancient tree's main body.

The ancient tree itself was sealed by golden chains, preventing the treant from using the power of his body. How could he compete with Wang Hao?
The tree's heart was a little impatient, and his hands quickly slid into the void. Countless roots sprang out from the old tree's body and wrapped around him.

Wang Hao could obviously feel that a wave of vitality was constantly flowing out from the ancient tree itself and injected into the treant, and the aura on it became stronger and stronger.

The treant actually used this method to extract the vitality of the ancient tree itself.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao immediately understood why everything around the giant tree was dead and lifeless, and was absorbed by these tree roots.

These tree roots are like pipes, which can not only absorb the blood and vitality of life, but also inject the vitality of the ancient tree body into the treant.

Now that Wang Hao understands, how can he make Shuren fulfill his wish?
He has golden chains and mysterious runes, which can seal towns and refine all spiritual things.

Since there is such a strong vitality in this ancient tree, why doesn't Wang Hao use it himself?

With a movement of the divine mind, the mysterious runes, like tadpoles, quickly covered all the golden chains, completely cutting off the connection between the tree man and the ancient tree itself.

All the black thunder gathered in Wang Hao's palm, turning into a pitch-black thunder knife, rendering the entire soul world into pitch black.

Wang Hao drove the thunder knife across, cutting off all the roots between the tree man and the ancient tree body, and continued to chop down on the tree man's head without losing momentum.

In the end, it hovered a few inches above the tree man's head, and it was difficult to move forward any more.

"Hahaha! It's too late to cut off these tree roots now."

The tree man grinned frantically and said, "The imprint of the servant spirit, set it for me!"

As his words fell, the Thunder Dao above his head instantly shattered, and then, a huge imprint condensed out, as if it was going to fill Wang Hao's entire spirit world, and the thickness was simply immeasurable.

This imprint was transformed by the tree man, and it roared towards Wang Hao, like an indomitable giant stretching out its palm, and slapped Wang Hao.

Feeling the aura on the imprint of the slave spirit, Wang Hao looked solemn. He knew that if this imprint was imprinted into his soul body, he would turn into a puppet and let the tree man be completely enslaved.

Hao's spirit body is suspended in mid-air, with a mysterious statue above his head, and the aura emanating from him is getting more and more vicissitudes and ancient.

Raising his right hand, Wang Hao's eyes suddenly showed a strange light, left Yin and right Yang, one black and one white, life and death.

"Reincarnation!" As soon as his words fell, his finger suddenly pointed at the imprint of the spirit.

This reincarnation is not a reincarnation knife art that cooperates with the Xiuming knife, but a pure reincarnation artistic conception.

That day in Biyun Danfang, the red-clothed woman in Lingxuan didn't have any martial arts secrets, she just relied on the artistic conception of the dead tree to kill two innate warriors in an instant.

This terrified Wang Hao. He knew that he was still in the initial stage of using the artistic conception of reincarnation.

The ancient tree body of the tree man contained a huge vitality, which was continuously injected into the artistic conception of reincarnation under the sealing and refinement of the golden chain and mysterious runes.

The power of vitality represents the first birth, and represents the artistic conception of life in the artistic conception of reincarnation. The so-called cycle of life and death can only represent the artistic conception of reincarnation when the artistic conception of life is completed and the artistic conception of death is completed.

Today, Wang Hao will use the vitality of the ancient tree to verify what he thinks in his heart. If he succeeds, the practice of reincarnation will open a new door for him.

Without Wang Hao's control, the huge vitality surged crazily. At the same time, behind him, a phantom of a slightly curved wooden bridge slowly emerged.

The phantom of the wooden bridge is not complete, it seems to be only half, extending into the endless void, becoming more and more blurred...

The moment the phantom of the wooden bridge appeared, an extremely terrifying aura immediately swept across the entire Soul World, shaking violently, and countless cracks suddenly appeared and continued to expand.

The golden chains vibrated suddenly, and the vitality that was countless times bigger than before was pulled from the ancient tree, repairing the broken soul world, as if it had found a balance point.

Wang Hao knew that he couldn't wait any longer. If the vitality of the ancient tree itself was exhausted, his soul world would not be able to bear the breath of this wooden bridge at all.

At that time, he will definitely die.

The back hand suddenly pointed forward, and above the phantom of the wooden bridge, the endless breath of reincarnation rolled over, turning into a river, like flowing down from the nine heavens, covering the sky and covering the earth, and slammed into the imprint of the spirit.

The imprint of the originally violent spirit, before the breath of reincarnation in the world, was as fragile as a white paper and was directly crushed.

(End of this chapter)