Chapter 2980 (1/2)

As the sickle fell at the same time, Jiang Hao was on his shoulder and thigh. The golden light resisted him. Jiang Hao stepped back to block him. He could have caught the fatal blow of Mogu's ancestor, but he was stabbed by the old ghost of Jiuwu.

The attack, which contained the air of emptiness, instantly cut Jiang Hao's skin, and the black insects penetrated into Jiang Hao's body like a cat smelling fishy smell.

Suddenly, Jiang Hao felt a sharp pain from all over the body.

”Hold him, let him try to feel bitten by ten thousand insects!”

Seeing that his attack worked, the old ghost's face also showed a sinister look.

He carried Jiang Hao's death fighting hard, leaving a wound after wound on Jiang Hao's body.

All of a sudden, countless small insects entered Jiang Hao's body along the empty breath, and devoured Jiang Hao's flesh and blood crazily.

”Bodhi ancient mirror!”

Jiang Hao looked up to the sky and cried out. The ancient Bodhi mirror fell off from his arms, and the Holy Light covered Jiang Hao's whole body in an instant. However, the insects that were devouring Jiang Hao's flesh and blood turned into fly ash in a flash after being baptized by Sheng Hui.

”This damned mirror!”

The old ghost of Jiuwu had long wanted to destroy this ancient Bodhi mirror. As a virtual creature, he had an impulse to tear the mirror into pieces at the first moment he saw it.

Now that Jiang Hao is summoned again, the old ghost of Jiuwu will not miss this good opportunity. Even if he draws a knife, he will slash across the Bodhi mirror.

Jiang Hao wanted to call back the ancient mirror of Bodhi, but it was blocked by Mogu and Fu Anyi, and Jiuwu old ghost also took advantage of this to appear in front of the ancient Bodhi mirror.

Sickle slide, hit mirror!

”Ah

Seeing that the ancient Bodhi mirror was destroyed immediately, Jiang Hao's face also appeared in Jiang Hao's mind. Originally, he was at the end of his strength. He once again squeezed out all the strength left in his body, and his body shape soared again, which directly broke through the siege of Mogu ancestor and Fu Anyi and rushed to the front of the ancient Bodhi mirror.

At the moment when the sickle fell, Jiang Hao seized the ancient mirror of Bodhi, and he was stabbed again behind him.

Blood is like a flower in the air.

The miserable scene makes people can't bear to look directly at him. Jiang Hao's body falls on the ground and makes a sound again. The heartless double swords fall beside Jiang Hao.