The fifth level of time blade.

Only those who are as heart as rock can withstand the weathering of time.

Bai Jianxi looked at Qin Hao in disbelief... He was defeated in the fifth level of the God of Death. He persisted for a year. He understood more than anyone else how heart-wrenching and loneliness were.

The outside world has wind and rain, light and electricity, beauties and relatives and friends.

And here, nothing!

It is a miracle that Bai Jianxi can stick to it for a year. He believes that if anyone else was, he would probably go crazy even if he stayed for one day!

But Qin Hao! Not only did he last for a year, he also had a smile on his face. Bai Jianxi only felt that Qin Hao's smile seemed to be mocking him at this time!

Bai Jianxi finally lowered her head, like a broken dog.

Not only is he not as good as Song Mangong, but he is not even as good as Qin Hao.

At this time, on the tower, the head of the Bai family of the ancient martial arts family looked at the screen, and there was a hint of sharpness between his eyebrows. Then he looked at Bai Jianxi and said disdainfully: "The heart of martial arts is broken, and he can't become a great person after all, he is a waste..."

In the teahouse.

Liu Rushi smiled and said, "Song Mangong, what do you think?"

Song Mangong's eyes became solemn for the first time. He stared at Qin Hao for a few seconds before looking away, and said lightly: "Qin Hao can achieve what he has today is not by chance..."

"How about you?"

Song Mangong looked at Liu Rushi and was silent for a long time before saying, "This child is in line with me."

If the people in the world knew Song Mangong's evaluation, they would probably shock countless people. You should know how proud Song Mangong is. Since his debut, there have been only a few people who praise him. He even boasted arrogantly that no one can match him in the world!

But now Song Mangong personally admits that Qin Hao is qualified to be compared with him?

Liu Rushi giggled.

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The fifth level of the God of Death is ten years at a glance. Qin Hao is as solid as a rock and unmoved.

A hundred years passes by in the blink of an eye.

Qin Hao breaks through the fifth level of the God of Death!

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The light and shadow appeared again, and Qin Hao felt like a different life. In fact, it was not to say how tough Qin Hao's mind was, but Qin Hao devoured the dragon soul. The golden dragon is the longest of all things, and its survival years are measured in a hundred years. A mere hundred years of silence is really nothing to the dragon clan.

Qin Hao stood up and walked forward.

The Sixth Heaven of Death!

On the cross, Xia Mo's eyes remained on Qin Hao, with relief, tenderness and pride.

This is his own man.

Like a hero.

Xia Mi is not afraid at all.

For her, except for her younger brother Xia Hongyuan, Qin Hao is everything to her, and she believes in him...

Qi Hanhan looked at Qin Hao in shock and said incrediblely: "If I remember correctly, Qin Hao's speed of passing the level should have broken the record... Can he really succeed?"

Huang Banqing showed excitement and said, "It must be possible. Qin Hao will become the hero who saves Xiongcheng! The rule of the God of Death interferes with Xiongcheng will end today! Those thousand children will definitely be able to return to their respective homes, and it must be possible!"

"Qin Hao, don't lose! If you can win, I, Chu Yiyan, just let you do whatever you want!"

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The lords of all major forces were silent.

There are rumors that anyone who can pass through the fifth level of the God of Death will be a hero in the world. If he grows up in the future, he will be a hero at the worst!

There were forces who once disdained Qin Hao, thinking that he had only reached this point only after his prosperity. But to this day, who in the world dares to underestimate this young man named Qin Hao!

"The first level of the fog, the second level of the celestial power, the third level of the celestial light speed, the fourth level of the gentle town power field, the fifth level of the time blade... All the strength and mind are all there, and this son's achievements are limitless! Daughter... Otherwise, if you arrange an encounter for your father, don't talk about Song Mangong. Qin Hao's future achievements may not be weaker than Song Mangong!"

"Qin Hao... Except for the ancient martial arts family, another monster finally popped up. Can he become the third person to break through the Ninth Heaven of Death? It's really exciting!"

"Hmph, Qin Hao, this boy cannot be kept, he must be strangled in the cradle!"

"Sister... Qin Hao is so awesome. When Brother Man Gong passed the fifth level, he was a little slower than him."

"Yes, Qin Hao is indeed worthy. Could this be the reason why Liu Rushi fell in love with this kid? Just want to take down our proud daughter Liu Rushi, these are far from enough. What's next is the highlight... Qin Hao, where can you go?"

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"The sixth level of death god, kill!"

The word "kill" exudes a cold murderous intent.

As soon as he entered the sixth level of the God of Death, Qin Hao felt a stream of thorns.

The meaning of a killer is to kill people.

And at this time Qin Hao was the prey.

Countless famous killers hide around them, just for the ultimate kill of that blow.

Huhu.

Someone had already made a loud voice and rushed towards Qin Hao. The killer's skills were fully displayed. No matter the timing of the attack, the attack part was amazing. What made people feel that the killer's strength was not inferior to Qin Hao!

Hissing.

when!

Qin Hao collided with the visitor.

Killers are like crucian carp crossing the river, densely packed, rushing towards Qin Hao one by one without fear of death. Each killer has no emotion, is not afraid of death, like the coldest machine, just to complete the mission of killing people.

You will die and die.

Wow.

Blood blew out and dyed the ground red.

The showdown between killers does not tolerate any luck, nor does it mean to be kind.

The competition is about real strength.

The strong live, the weak die, and the sentiment has been since ancient times.

Qin Hao's dragon's eyes widened, holding a bayonet in his hand. The bayonet was stained with blood and slashed across the ground, making a sizzling sound.

The bayonet stabbed into the enemy's heart, pulled out, turned around, and the bayonet cut through the enemy's neck.

A steady stream of killers rushed towards Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's bayonet continues to harvest life.

Killed blood flowed into a river.

Huhu.

The smell of blood filled the fifth level of the God of Death.

All the forces outside the field shuddered. They had heard of Qin Hao's name of killing stars, but when they saw the demon king slaughtering with their own eyes, they still couldn't help but tremble all over. This guy was so cold to kill people, and he never blinked his eyes.

"Brother... I think we shouldn't provoke this Killing Star. This guy is so scary. When you look at him, it's like the god of death coming out of hell. Now, whenever I think about going against such a Killing Star, I'm scared."

"Killing Star Qin Hao is indeed well-known... In this era, there are really a few people."

"No... Look at Qin Hao's move, every move is nothing, and he can always defeat the enemy. This guy has such a powerful body and tricks."
Chapter completed!