Chapter 1278: Stepping Stones

Chapter 1278 Stepping Stones

"Come on, capture Ding Hao alive!"

A group of monks rushed to the top of the barren mountain.

Di Wudao did not move.

Because he still has a long way to go, sooner or later he will stand at the peak of mankind! So he also cherishes his reputation very much!

Speaking of it in the future, it would be disgraceful to attack Kuangmeng's companions.

But if others catch Ding Hao, it doesn't matter. Even if someone criticizes him in the future, he can just push it away!

"Heavenly Tribulation is coming, hurry up! Catch him! He's just a Dzogchen Transformation Dzogchen, what else is there to be afraid of?" an eagle dog under Di Wudao shouted loudly, "Don't you want to become disciples of true immortals? , the younger brother of Di Wudao?"

"Come on, capture Ding Hao alive!"

Those who came to participate in the assessment this time, there were very few in the cauldron transformation stage, and none in the fusion stage. Basically, they were all in the god transformation stage.

These cultivators at the stage of transforming gods thought that you, Ding Hao, are the only one who has transformed into a cauldron, so there is nothing to be afraid of, and I will take you down!

However, they underestimated Ding Hao.

Although Ding Hao is only a great perfection, his combat power is far superior to that of ordinary gods.

If it were a deity like Wudi Wudao, Ding Hao might not be able to deal with it.

But in the face of these gods who are not very outstanding, Ding Hao is not stage frightened.

"Only by you? Just by you, do you still want to become disciples of true immortals?" Ding Hao stood up, looking down at the gods rushing up mercilessly.

What's ridiculous is that a cultivator in the early stage of transforming gods rushing to the front has a quasi-dao weapon that has not yet synthesized the law of the Dao in his hand!

A true Dao weapon must adhere to the law of the Dao, otherwise it can only be called a quasi-Tao weapon, and its power cannot be exerted.

Standing on the top of the barren mountain, Ding Hao lowered his head and sneered, "With your equipment, you want to capture me alive. What dream are you doing?"

The monk said sharply, "It doesn't matter, I am very poor now! But Ding Hao, you are my hope! As long as I capture you alive, I will have everything!

There is a great danger, but I fight! I must succeed, I must become a true immortal disciple, and I must embark on my road to immortality! You are my stepping stone! "

You are my stepping stone!

There is a saying of stepping stones in the practice world.

For some monks, the distance between breakthrough and success is often just such a small distance! Difficult to achieve overnight! But at this time, if you come to a fairy fate and get a fortune, you will get a good stepping stone!

Sometimes, some monks can climb several steps at once because of this stepping stone.

Ding Hao is here to cross the catastrophe, the catastrophe cloud of five thousand miles! No one is a fool, everyone knows the danger.

But it was because everyone wanted to get out of the fire and took Ding Hao as a stepping stone, so they rushed in desperately.

Especially like this monk, those monks who are relatively poor, they all have the mentality of fighting hard.

"Ding Hao, you are my stepping stone!" More monks behind roared angrily, their eyes were blood red, and they were already red eyes in order to become disciples of true immortals.

Ding Hao looked down at them, and said with a sneer, "It's up to you, you want me to be your stepping stone, I think you've got the wrong idea!"

"Crack!"

This is in the sky, suddenly there was a sound of thunder and lightning that tore through the sky, and the dazzling electric light illuminated the sky.

"The Tribulation Crossing is about to begin, capture Ding Hao!" a monk shouted sharply.

Hearing this sound, those cultivators rushing to the front rushed over like crazy.

Not to mention, these monks still remember the reward offered by Di Wudao to catch them alive.

Therefore, the treasures released in the first round are all treasures of various captures.

Binding Dragon Rope, Double Hook, Prison Purgatory Tower, Soul-Suppressing Ruthless Seal...

In the sky, it was immediately illuminated by the light of treasures. Although the treasures of Huashen Shenzun were not extremely noble, they were all good means.

But these are useless, met Ding Hao.

"You are looking for death!" Ding Hao stretched out his hand to grab the void, holding a black Senleng spear in his hand. This iron spear is black all over, the barrel is engraved with runes, and the tip of the spear is spinning rapidly, sweeping up the shocking sky. The air flow, with the breath of death!

"Get out!"

Ding Hao raised his hand and fired a shot, directly flying the double hooks, and then shot back again, using the tail of the long spear to withstand the soul-suppressing seal; in the next second, Ding Hao suddenly shot back, using the spear of the Immortal Killing Spear The sharp point smashed hard on the seal of the soul-suppressing seal!

Click! Amidst the crisp sound, the soul-suppressing seal was cracked all over by this shot!

"Suppress it!" A monk at the back found an opportunity, and what he released was the Prison Purgatory Tower, which is a black tower-shaped magic weapon!

With a bang, it became huge and covered Ding Hao's entire body in it.

"Caught it!" The cultivator was overjoyed immediately, if he caught Ding Hao, he would be the first master, and he could become Di Wudao's junior! A strange light shot out from his eyes, and he shouted violently, "Tighten him up, trap him, strangle him!"

Under his control, the black tower-shaped treasure suddenly shrunk, trying to tighten Ding Hao's grip.

However, suddenly the tower-shaped treasure reached a certain size, and it was no longer difficult to shrink it. Then, there was a constant loud noise from the treasure.

Finally, with a loud crash, the entire tower-shaped treasure was completely shattered into pieces. The monk turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ding Hao broke some treasures, but there were also some difficult things.

For example, the dragon-binding rope was soft. The Immortal Killing Spear picked it up several times, but it turned around and wrapped around Ding Hao again.

"Tangle him with me!" A middle-aged female cultivator controlled the dragon rope, her eyes were overjoyed, "I'm about to become Di Wudao's junior sister!"

"This kind of thing also wants to entangle me?"

Ding Hao snorted coldly, grabbed the dragon-binding rope, and with a thought, sucked the star magic formula, sucked!

In the next second, the dragon-tying rope became a rotten grass rope, breaking at every turn!

"Ding Hao really has some tricks to deal with so many gods!" At this moment, Ding Bajiu rushed over with many Ding family disciples.

"Ninth brother, do we want to kill a lot?" A disciple of the Ding family asked.

Ding Bajiu was more sinister than Di Wudao, he looked at the sky and snorted coldly, "Since Di Wudao hasn't made a move yet, we're not in a hurry." Ding Bajiu didn't want to bear the infamy, so he waited for Di Wudao to make a move. Seeing the Jieyun in the sky getting lower and lower, he believed that Di Wudao was about to make a move!

At this moment, on the barren mountain, those monks whose treasures were destroyed by Ding Hao are all impatient.

"This kid is a bit prickly, don't hold back your hands, just hold your breath and don't kill him!"

Originally, these monks kept their hands, but now they found that Ding Hao was too fierce, so they released all kinds of lethal treasures.

Chachacha! In the sky, the sword energy was flying horizontally again, and the light of the sword danced.

Ding Hao's eyes were full of anger, "Wait a minute, all of you who are gods of transformation, surrounded and beat me as a monk who turned into a cauldron, how shameless are you?"

The monks' hands froze, feeling a little shameless.

Ding Hao said again, "Even if I am captured alive, with so many of you, can everyone become a true immortal disciple? Use your brains! Di Wudao is a famous hypocrite in the sixth heaven, don't you know? These cannon fodder!"

After he spoke, the monks he spoke of froze again.

Di Wudao said in a gloomy manner from behind, "Everyone, Ding Hao is stalling for time, and immediately robbed the thunder. Are you going to die with him?"

In fact, at this moment, the first calamity thunder in the sky has already begun to brew, and I saw a huge black hole in the center of the huge calamity cloud with a radius of 5,000 miles! And in that huge hole as deep as a tiankeng, there are hundreds of millions of snakes of lightning flashing. At this moment, even a fool knows that even the first thunderbolt is probably terrifying to death!

However, Di Wudao has not made a move yet. He cherishes his reputation very much. For a person who wants to go to the highest place of mankind, and even become the leader of the Kuangmeng, reputation is very important! The scenario he hopes for now is that Ding Hao kills a few monks, and then he can justifiably attack!

His subordinates understood his thoughts very well, and immediately shouted loudly, "Just take a breath, go!"

"superior!"

All those monks rushed up like crazy, and all kinds of offensive treasures were all slashed at Ding Hao.

However, the scene that Di Wudao wanted did not happen.

Ding Hao didn't use the Immortal Killing Spear to kill people. Instead, he waved his hand, and a copper monkey carrying a long golden stick suddenly appeared beside him.

"What is he going to do?"

Both Di Wudao and Ding Bajiu had investigated Ding Hao, and knew the origin of the copper monkey, which came out of the Modron. But everyone also knows that this copper monkey has no fighting power!

"Why did he release the copper monkey?"

Those monks who rushed forward were also taken aback.

But soon, they understood.

The brass monkey opened its mouth and began to spit out black liquid at the monk who rushed forward.

These black liquids all come from the cracks in the Nether Formation, and there is a strong Nether breath inside. Ding Xiaokong swallowed half of it at that time, but at this moment, he spurted it out regardless.

"It's disgusting!"

"What the hell, this Ding Hao is so disgusting."

"I spit!"

Speaking of Ding Hao's move, although it was a bit disgusting, it was really effective.

All of these humans have never been in contact with the ghostly breath.

Ding Hao has been in contact with the ghostly breath, and he feels fine. However, although these people have cultivated to the state of transforming gods, they have never been in contact with the ghostly breath, so their reactions are particularly strong. Immediately, their combat effectiveness all dropped to a low point, and they vomited profusely, especially those whose bodies were contaminated by the ghost breath, vomited in a mess!

On the barren mountain, black water suddenly flowed across the ground, and the ground was full of filth. The monks spit and cursed, and it was in chaos.

"This kid has some tricks!" Ding Bajiu looked at Di Wudao gloomily, he knew very well that the first tribulation thunder in the sky had already formed, and Di Wudao couldn't hold it back! As long as Di Wudao makes a move, he is sure to attack at the same time. The best result is to rob Ding Hao, and then kill Di Wudao here!

Sure enough, Di Wudao couldn't hold back anymore, a thunderbolt had formed in the sky, and his eyes moved.

"Forget it, as long as you get the fairy artifact, you don't care about your reputation!"

Thinking of this, Di Wudao gave an order to his subordinates, "You run away quickly!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned cold and turned into a white light, rushing towards Ding Hao on the barren hill!

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