"A group of ants want to kill me? All of you can just die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His body flickered, and countless streams of Heaven and Earth Furnace Great Wilderness Sword Qi shot out from within, slashing towards the crowd, while the terrifying Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation Power, like a vast ocean, spread overhead, bombarding the surrounding cultivators.
Wherever Zhang Xiaohao passed, all the cultivators were slain, countless fragments of treasures mixed with crimson blood showered down from the sky to the ground.
Zhang Xiaohao was like a bulldozer, no matter how numerous they were, it was all in vain.
On his left, Zhang Xiaohao held a purple gourd, and on his right, the Suet Jade Flask. Whenever the spiritual power within him was about to deplete, he would pour either the Bell Spirit Stone Essence or the strange lake water into his mouth.
Three heads and six arms exploded with immense power at this moment.
