Chapter 1652: A Pair of Dog Eyes

With a direction and a goal.

Fearless and full of fighting spirit, Sun Hao was full of energy.

Like a fighting machine, he tirelessly conducted a carpet search in the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery.

Sun Hao, who was unaware of his situation, did not know that he had accidentally embarked on the most correct and step-by-step path to explore the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery.

In the past, Sun Hao fought against Qiao Dan, and at the last moment, he cut off his head and fled. His original intention was to escape from his head, and his flesh body was just a little bit of hope, and he forcibly attached his spirit to his flesh body.

But in fact, Sun Hao was still very worried that his flesh body would be destroyed by Qiao Dan.

At this time, the white-haired monk of the human race used his divine calculation technique to calculate Sun Hao's glimmer of hope. Sun Hao's purple gold divine thunder cone and the thirty-six cold forging hammers that had been brewing for two years gave Sun Hao a chance of survival.

In an instant, the white-haired monk figured out that the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery was the only place where Sun Hao's body could be preserved. Therefore, when Qiao Dan was smashed to the bottom of the lake by Sun Hao and inlaid as a gem in the bottom of the lake, the white-haired monk kicked Sun Hao's head into the periphery of the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery.

After experiencing the cover and nourishment of the fairy pear tree, Sun Hao's main consciousness escaped Qiao Dan's pursuit and hid in the fairy pear flowers of Langlin Island. He also slightly sensed that although his split soul was dormant, it was not completely destroyed. So after recovering a little bit of ability, he tried his best to activate the split soul, and the main body fell into a long sleep again, and in exchange for the awakening of the body.

In his sleep, Sun Hao could only endure not dying, but he didn't know where his physical body was now, what he would experience, and whether his split soul would gradually grow and become stronger. It was already very difficult to do this.

Sun Hao never thought that his physical body would be in the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery.

After the physical body woke up, it was confused and began to move around randomly. In the early stage, because it was outside the ancient cemetery, it did not encounter anything too powerful. The tenacious Wushuang Sword Bone, plus the several foreign objects in Sun Hao's body, tried their best to save themselves, especially the immortal blood of the little flame, which repeatedly drove the physical body to recover automatically. After a long time, Sun Hao slowly adapted to the environment of the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery like the barbarians adapted to the wild air, and began to walk freely.

This time was actually the beginning of Sun Hao's danger. If he accidentally encountered a powerful existence that could instantly defeat Sun Hao's Wushuang Sword Bone, then Sun Hao would be dead.

Fortunately, this was just the periphery of the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery. There was no such existence, and Sun Hao was lucky to survive.

But as Sun Hao moved forward without purpose and freely, and went deeper and deeper, there was no doubt that Sun Hao would one day encounter an existence that he could not compete with, and then it would be really troublesome.

But now, Sun Hao drove the foreign objects in his body to feel the surrounding environment.

Naturally, he collected resources that were helpful to him. This collection was based on the distance, which naturally allowed Sun Hao to get rid of the crisis of blindly advancing, and also allowed Sun Hao to gradually advance into the Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery from the periphery.

Moreover, in the process of advancing, Sun Hao killed all the way, and each time, he habitually soaked in blood, while constantly enhancing the recovery and hematopoietic abilities of the little flames and improving his combat effectiveness, he was also constantly matching the fierce atmosphere in the Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery.

To be honest, if Sun Hao's body consciousness was there, he might not dare to play like this.

Not to mention other things, it was during this fearless soaking process that Sun Hao's body became more and more strange. Not only was he tall, but the muscles in many places were particularly prominent, and he looked more and more like a muscular man, which was very different from Sun Hao's usual appearance.

If Sun Hao's body consciousness was there, he would definitely be more careful, and would definitely fully consider his own absorption ability, and would not be so fearless and brave.

But precisely, this fearless spirit of the headless Sun Hao is most in line with the self-operating wild form and power that Sun Hao has cultivated.

The cultivation of the wild form and power has allowed Sun Hao's body to improve again and again in the difficult environment of fearlessness, and the nourishment of the fierce energy in the ancient cemetery has also caused the wild form and power to produce some unexpected changes that Sun Hao's body has never thought of.

Of course, the headless Sun Hao will not have any ideas. He will only instinctively move forward, forward, and forward again, and move forward fearlessly and with high morale according to his needs.

I don't know how many years have passed.

I don't know how many monsters I have killed and how many baths I have taken.

I haven't calculated how many treasures I have collected that are helpful for various foreign objects in the body.

Sun Hao's headless body has grown to a level comparable to the strong men among the barbarians. Standing on the ground, without a head, he is also four or five feet tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and is burly and majestic.

The square shield and the big iron hammer in his hand also slowly began to grow as Sun Hao's body grew, as if they were tightly connected to Sun Hao's hands and became a part of Sun Hao.

There was still not much progress in the separation of spirits.

In fact, the strong evil spirit of the Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery is extremely unfavorable to the development of the spirit. Ordinary cultivators who come in are in danger of being overwhelmed by the evil spirit. It is basically impossible for a spirit to develop the ability to distinguish and produce too much wisdom in such an environment.

But at the same time, Sun Hao's distraction, which was so ignorant that he only knew to act on his instincts, also prevented his soul from further deteriorating. He was originally a fool, and it was impossible for him to be more foolish! Moreover, in the long battle, in the instinctive growth, the fool can occasionally make some progress.

For example, consciously looking for the target is a huge progress.

I don't know how many targets he has found. When Sun Hao instinctively sensed the nearest target again, his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly. A breath that made his whole body tremble slightly flowed through his body.

If it were a normal person, he would immediately know that this was an instinctive fear and crisis.

This is a danger signal, a danger signal not to approach.

But at this time, Sun Hao straightened his unparalleled spine, raised the iron hammer and square shield in his hands high, and bursts of drum-like sounds broke out in his stomach. He stood on the ground excitedly and cheered silently.

The stronger the reaction in the body, the more he wanted to take it down.

He couldn't see or hear, but the things that appeared in front of him caused a huge reaction in his body. Not only did the foreign objects react, but the Xumi Condensing Void Tower also reacted.

Moreover, the fierce blood throughout his body also reacted.

The wild form and power that had been protecting him also reacted.

Such a strong reaction stimulated Sun Hao to get excited instantly. Holding the iron hammer and square shield high, Sun Hao rushed in this direction without fear.

In the Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery, Sun Hao, who had grown a lot, encountered an extremely powerful existence.

A long-lasting battle unfolded without sleep.

No head, no death, fight, fight, fight...

The unknown powerful existence slapped the provocative little ant away more than once.

But it didn't take long for the little ant to come again.

More than once, he swallowed the little ant in one bite.

But when it got to the stomach, the little ant was still making a fuss, so he had to sneezed it out, otherwise, his stomach would feel uncomfortable.

A little ant that couldn't be killed by beating or swallowing.

Fearless and fearless, it entangled with the unknown existence for who knows how many years.

Among them, the unknown existence slept well, but finally woke up in itching and pain. After waking up, he found that the little ant had drilled a hole in his nose and was struggling to move forward.

With a slap, the little ant was slapped to the ground.

Is it quiet now?

Not long after, the ground was arched open, and Sun Hao killed it fearlessly again.

The big guy was afraid of this little ant, and he didn't want to fight him. He couldn't afford to provoke him, but he could afford to hide. He hurriedly took away the things in the old nest and simply hid away.

But who knew that not long after, the little ant accurately found its location again and entangled again.

I don't know how many years have passed. The little ant's fighting power has become stronger and stronger, and the big guy's lethality to the little ant has become less and less. In the end, the big guy finally understood the little ant's ultimate goal, which is the horn on his forehead that is about to fall off.

I thought to myself, if you want something, you should have said it earlier, why do you have to entangle me for so long?

The big guy simply threw off the horn on his head and fled again.

Finally, the little ant stopped making trouble. The big monster, who was originally ferocious and didn't know what fear was, was finally glad that he could rest for a while. (To be continued ~^~)