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Chapter Eight: The Messenger of Hades

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    Hao Bo has been galloping for half an hour, before he could hear the hooves of horses chasing densely behind him, but the horse he sat on was not a dragon colt after all, and his speed slowed down, gradually showing signs of exhaustion.  A large dense forest suddenly appeared in front of him, Hao Bo was overjoyed, and shouted: "God bless!" He urged his horse to gallop straight into the forest.

    　　Drilling into the depths of the forest, Haobo heaved a sigh of relief, and thought: It's so safe.  Busily untied the nephrite cloak, and took out the little princess.  The little princess nestled in front of him, blinking her bright eyes, as if waking up from sleep, and murmured: "We broke through the encirclement? Are you, are you not injured?"

    　　Before Haobo could answer, the holy sword in his body jumped suddenly, and the warning sign suddenly appeared.  And the strong breath of death suddenly rushed from all directions, and almost at the same time, a black cold light shot at it silently from the depths of the forest.

    　　Hao Bo took a long breath, drew out the holy sword, and split the cold light away with one blow.  Unexpectedly, Hanguang's sword suddenly shattered into dozens of small cold lights, drew an oblique arc in the air, and then circled and shot towards the little princess who was nestling on his chest.  Hao Bo snorted coldly, moved his sword like a wheel, and knocked down dozens of cold lights one by one.  Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp black light suddenly shot out from the ground and penetrated straight into the horse's belly.  Jianma hissed long and sadly, fell to the ground and died.

    　　Haobo jumped off the horse with the little princess in his arms, and suddenly realized: the purpose of the visitors was always to get off the horse, and if he killed the mount, he would have difficulty in escaping, and would have to be trapped in a tight siege and die in a fierce battle, so vicious  plan!

    　　Hao Bo put away the holy sword, and said loudly to the depths of the woods: "Who is in the forest, who hides his head and shows his tail and is ashamed to see others? Hmph, you must have been lying here in advance, looking for my bad luck.  That kid only has such trivial skills." He said in a very dismissive tone, but in his heart, he really admired Jingjing, and recalling the series of encounters today, he has always been in a passive position of being led by the nose.  , needless to say to fight back, I was so nervous that I didn't even have a chance to breathe.  By this time, he had really learned a lot about the way of planning and then acting like thunder.

    　　A soft and melodious voice said: "It's just a horse, but I have to spend so much trouble, it seems that you are not ordinary?" Following the voice, eight strong and middle-aged men carried a pack sedan chair  Come out from the forest.  Sitting on the pack sedan chair was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion and feminine facial features.

    　　The holy sword of Haobo senses the powerful, boundless, gloomy, unfathomable and abundant energy of the incoming person, and the unstoppable restlessness in the body is like strong vitality meeting tenacious death.  Hao Bo was surprised inexplicably,——this was the first time he met such a high-level practitioner since his debut.

    　　Hao Bo said coldly: "Who is your Excellency, tell me your name?"

    　　The middle-aged man chuckled: "Boy, you don't know who I am? Hehe, didn't Jing Lan, the first generation of the Holy Sword Mountain, not warn you incompetent disciples and grandchildren to be vigilant against the 'Messenger of the Underworld God'?"  ' revenge?"

    　　Hao Bo frowned: "What is the 'Messenger of the Underworld God'? And Master Jinglan has proved that the Dao has existed for thousands of years, so how can it be related to you?"

    　　The middle-aged man said lightly: "'The Messenger of the Underworld God' is me, and I am the carrier of the Underworld God on this continent, so I will naturally live forever. Have you never heard of it? Let me tell you, just let you juniors  Be more knowledgeable. Isn’t your human creation legend the so-called Heavenly Father God and Earth Mother God?  Here. That’s right, he is the great god of the dead, ‘Kariz’. The great god of the dead advocates death, and when he ruled this continent—ah, how glorious and exciting it was at that time!”  Messenger of the Underworld God" as he spoke, his eyes showed infinite reverie.  Haobo and the little princess looked at each other, both of them were puzzled.

    　　The melodious voice of the Messenger of the Underworld God continued: "At that time, there was no fluctuation of life on this continent.  Animalsthat's a wonderful paradise."

    　　Hearing this, the little princess frowned, and looked at the messenger of the underworld god in disgust.  A gleam of coldness suddenly flashed across Haobo's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "So the heaven you longed for is a lifeless hell? The 'God of the Underworld' you sacrificed to is the creator of this hell?"

    　　The Messenger of the Underworld God said gloomyly: "That's right. The end of life is death. Since death is inevitable in the end, why not end life in the first place and die forever?"

    　　 Haobo was furious: "Fart! The true meaning of life lies in the process, not just the ending. It is impossible for us to increase the length of life, but we can always increase its height. Although the ending of everyone's life is the same, but  life overThe energy of the enemy is unprecedentedly abundant and powerful, and his master is facing an incomparably dangerous situation, and he can't stop making dragon noises, astonishingly volatilizes all the energy contained in it, and madly injects it into Haobo's body.  Connected into one, into a state of water and milk.

    　　The holy sword is forged by the God King of Light with supreme divine power, it can be said to be a part of the God King of Light.  Because it is in the form of a pure energy body, it can be stored in the bodies of the recipients of the Holy Sword throughout the ages, protecting their lives and stimulating their potential.  Also because it is in the form of a pure energy body, it has always existed as an independent individual, and has never merged with any holy sword recipient.  But now, under the high pressure of the death energy of the arch-rival Hades, and under the influence of the natural law of life that divides the power to be weak and unites to be strong, the holy sword has completely released its own energy, pouring into the vast dantian, and his true energy.  Melting into one, combining two into one, has always become a part of his true energy.  ——In this way, Haobo completely absorbed the energy of the holy sword, and his physique was also transformed by the holy sword.

    　　Hao Bo only felt the incomparably abundant, powerful, incomparably holy and bright energy surging in his body, and his whole body was light and straight to fly away from the ground, feeling incomparably sufficient spiritually.  Made a white rainbow, containing 100% of the spiritual power and true energy, and forcibly blocked the scythe of darkness.

    　　When the two strokes intersected, Hao Bo's figure suddenly froze in an instant, and he felt the ghostly breath of death on the scythe, which turned into a thick fog and surrounded the holy sword heavily, and the holy sword broke apart in an instant,  The body's true energy was broken, and the sun and moon wheels in the body were broken

    　　 Haobo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a meteorite or a shooting star. The trees he encountered broke and broke, and he did not stop until he hit an ancient tree around his waist.

    　　Hao Bo wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickered, "It's interesting, interesting, and there are people who can make me vomit blood." He took a long breath, and in an instant the holy sword's true energy was restored, the sun and the moon reunited, facing  Wielding a dark sickle, the dark messenger flew towards him with a ferocious expression, and wanted to kill himself under the sickle. He said in a cold and low voice: "The 'Eight Gods and Demons' of the 'God's Sacred Body'!"  A □□ splits out from the entity, and stands in eight directions of east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast with itself, and instantly surrounds the flying angels.

    　　The Messenger of the God of the Underworld rushed towards him like a thunderbolt, slashed out with a scythe, and seeing Haobo standing still in front of him, he couldn't help being overjoyed, thinking that Haobo had exhausted his strength and would die.  Unexpectedly, halfway through the slash of the scythe, a strong wind rang out from the left side and right waist at the same time, I was shocked, I didn't have time to clean up Haobo, so I hurriedly retracted the scythe to return to defense, and the scythe hit the left and right successively.

    　　In the sound of "ding" and "clang", the dark sickle blocked the two attacking holy swords respectively.  The envoy suddenly saw that there were seven or eight giants standing around him, his heart sank, he was shocked but not afraid, he sneered and said with disdain: "The magic of phantom, such a small skill, what can I do?"

    　　 Hao Bo smiled: "Really? Then take my sword!" Eight Hao Bo waved the holy sword at the same time, followed the eight directions, attacked and defended well, and attacked the envoys in the formation.

    　　The envoy took two swords with all his might, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, feeling very bad: the eight Haobos were all entities, not phantoms;  There has always been an irresistible momentum, compared with the strength of the sword just now, it has increased by more than ten times?  For a moment, the horror in his heart was beyond words.

    　　The Messenger of the Underworld God did not know that Haobo was able to fully cast the "Divine Sacred Body", but it was all thanks to him.  This "Sacred Body of God" is the sacred martial skill left by the king of the gods on the holy sword mountain, which is exclusive to the gods. It is the supreme martial art of the Lingshen cave in the holy sword mountain.  It is difficult to reach the highest state of Mahayana perfection.  Haobo originally only cultivated to the state of "the sun and the moon are in one body, and the essence is shining outside", which is one level behind anyway, but under the high pressure of the death breath of the messenger of the god of the underworld, the holy sword in Haobo's body was completely transformed into an energy form  , and the holy sword zhenqi in his body, which originally belonged to the same source, suddenly melted into one, which made Haobo's strength suddenly increased by a big step, and finally reached the state of Mahayana perfection.

    　　This "God's Holy Body" can be split into one hundred and eight people if it is used by a god king. However, Haobo's body belongs to a mortal body after all, limited by his constitution, so only a fraction of the god king can be split  .  But if this is the case, it is enough to shock the world.  The body separated from the "God's Sacred Body" is the same as the real body, but it is not as simple as the eight real bodies. The eight real bodies are connected with each other, and the energy veins are connected. Such a real body is equal to  Wouldn't it be terrifying to have the cumulative strength of eight real bodies?

    　　The Messenger of the Underworld God, who was besieged by eight Haobo groups, felt overwhelmed in no time. Although he carried the supreme divine power of the Underworld God, the divine power he carried was limited after all due to his physical limitations.  At this time, under the attack of Haobo's "God's Split Holy Body", he lost sight of the other and couldn't hold on.  "Bang", he was punched in the back again, and the fragments of the internal organs in Zhi's body spurted out along with a mouthful of blood; and then there were two swords on his body, one left arm was cut off, and the right rib was pierced.  In the end, Haobo's eight palms were all printed on his forehead, cervical spine, back of the heart, chest, double ribs, and two thighs. A pair of wings of the Messenger of the Underworld was blown off, and his whole body turned into a rain of blood, bursting and dying.  die!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?The fragments of the internal organs in the body spurted out with a mouthful of blood; and then two swords were attached to the body, a left arm was cut off, and the right rib was pierced.  In the end, Haobo's eight palms were all printed on his forehead, cervical spine, back of the heart, chest, double ribs, and two thighs. A pair of wings of the Messenger of the Underworld was blown off, and his whole body turned into a rain of blood, bursting and dying.  die!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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