The Tengyun technique is the innate supernatural power of the old Qilin, and it is a little difficult for Haotian to learn, but it is taught by the old Qilin by hand, and for more than ten years, the giant spirit turtle has laid a solid foundation for him, and in less than seven days, Haotian can use the Tengyun technique to come and go freely in the air.

However, at this moment, the old Qilin's worst fear still happened, and the eighth-ranked figure sent someone to deliver the war letter.

The battle book is very simple, that is, three days after Haotian, he will go to Beihai Island to fight for life and death, that is, he will compete with Haotian for the position of the leader of the alliance in the northern sea.

Who is the eighth?

The old unicorn has been silent, and there is no payment on the war book.

"You don't have to ask. The old unicorn took the initiative to tell the origin of the eighth.

It turns out that this eighth is a mountain that has accumulated over time, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, gradually produced spiritual wisdom, and finally came out of the form, and the place where he became enlightened was Black Mountain.

"Black Mountain!" Haotian was surprised.

"Yes, he is Montenegro, and he is called Montenegro. Do you now know why he wants to stand up for the remnants of the Black Mountain tribe?" said the old Qilin.

A mountain can become a fine, and Haotian has never heard of it.

"Everything in the world, chance, can give birth to wisdom, there is nothing unusual. The old Qilin said, "But the strength of Montenegro is indeed amazing, as far as he is a mountain, under pressure, there are a few people who can bear it." ”

One trick is fresh, eat all over the world.

Montenegro has few opponents for many years by virtue of his infinite strength.

"Promise him, but after three months. The old Kirin said suggestively.

"Just three months!" Haotian agreed, firstly, it would take time for him to become familiar with the Tengyun Technique, and secondly, during this time, he could learn the Soul Sutra to the Wind Emperor and the White Tiger.

In the following time, the old Qilin devoted himself to teaching what he had learned all his life, and some supernatural powers were innate, and they were never passed on to foreign races.

For example, the Qilin Roar and the Qilin Step are all unique magical powers of the Qilin clan, but the current enemy can't take care of so much.

"Although I have rejected the view of the gateway and taught you what you have learned all your life, you and I must have a name. The old Kirin said.

"I can't worship you as a teacher anymore!" Haotian was a little embarrassed.

"You have to think that I'm okay, it's the same for a teacher and a father. The old Kirin said. Haotian can no longer worship him as a teacher, but if he recognizes a righteous father, he can correct the status of the old unicorn to pass on his art.

"The child visits his father. "Haotian is such a smart person, he bowed three times and bowed nine times at the moment, and recognized the old Qilin as his father-in-law.

During the day, the old unicorn taught Haotian the magical powers of the unicorn, and at night, Haotian comprehended the "Soul Sutra" in the plane tree of the Wind Emperor.

As soon as the symbol of this "Soul Sutra" was opened, the entire "Soul Sutra" was in Haotian's mind, and what others said could not be obtained, it was really the great wizard of the Wind Emperor tribe who had wronged him!

There are three parts of the "Soul Sutra", which are soul refining, soul dementoring, and soul control.

This soul refining is to cultivate one's own soul body, and the soul body is constantly condensed, and it can even be exactly the same as the physical body, and it has unimaginable strength in the physical body.

Spiritualism refers to the likes of ghosts and gods in witchcraft, which can communicate with spirits, gods and ghosts in heaven and earth. Kill the soul of the living, put people to death and fight without blood.

Soul control is the control of other people's souls for my own use...

In short, the "Soul Sutra" is broad and profound, Paul Vientiane, and it is a unique treasure book of the "Law of Ten Thousand Laws", and Haotian was fascinated by it as soon as he came into contact with it.

In this world where the body is strong, "The Soul Sutra" tells the possibility of using the small to be big and the weak to defeat the strong. If Haotian wants to save the Wind Emperor and the White Tiger, he only needs to instill their soul essence, that is, soul fragments.

First of all, Haotian had to refine a kind of supernatural power of gathering spirit hands.

The Spirit Gathering Hand can condense soul fragments, which can not only supply the souls of the Wind Emperor and the White Tiger, but also feed their own souls.

After entering the state of concentration on the seventh day, Haotian finally refined the spirit gathering hand.

"Are you awake?" the old Qilin sweated on his forehead, Haotian never woke up, he always guarded Haotian's side, not eating or drinking.

"The old-timers have been here with you for seven days and seven nights!" "Yue Luoxi limped as she walked, holding the soup, complaining to Haotian Dao, "You better drink some soup!"

"Xi'er still cares about us!" said the old Qilin.

"Xi'er, I have a big harvest. Haotian said happily.

"Brother Haotian, stay away from me, I still have pain here!" Yue Luoxi put down the soup and ran away from the smoke and said, this time it is not lame or crutched.

I saw Haotian untie the soul bag on his body, and after opening it, there was a bright ball like fluorescent light, gathering in the palm of his hand...

"What is this?" Yue Luoxi looked curious, and ran over again, wanting to see what was going on.

"This is the three souls and seven spirits of my master, Emperor Feng, and I will gather him together so that he will not be scattered. Haotian said.

"Master!" exclaimed Moonset.

"Master's soul has not yet recovered, it is now infancy, and I don't remember anything. Haotian explained to Yue Luoxi.

"Then you quickly find a way, as long as you rescue Master, let me do anything. Yueluoxi said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'll have some soup with my father-in-law. Haotian picked up the soup and was about to start drinking.

"What to drink, quickly find a way to save Master!"

"Xi'er, this is not good, Haotian has not eaten for seven days and seven nights. The old Kirin said.

"I knew that, so I gave you the most nourishing decoction. Yueluoxi's eyes were red, and she was too worried about Master Fenghuang, so she was so anxious.

"Master must save it. Haotian took the decoction and glanced at the moonset, feeling that the moonset with tears of grievance in his eyes had a different kind of beauty.

Right now, the souls of the Wind Emperor and the White Tiger need the supply of soul spirits the most. So, Haotian and the old Qilin came to the Black Mountain tribal land, which was already in ruins and full of devastation.

But after the battle, many people were killed and wounded, and many soul fragments were floating.

Haotian used his spirit gathering hand to gather little by little, only to see the starlight and general soul essence, constantly converging into Haotian's hands from all directions, and it didn't take much effort to form a dazzling ball of light in Haotian's hands.

"This is the legendary soul spirit?" the old Qilin was very excited, it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a legendary thing.

"This kind of soul essence contains a lot of impurities, it is not very pure, I don't have the method of cultivating soul quenching now, I can only make Master Fenghuang and the White Tiger a little wronged. Haotian said.

"Can this really bring them back from the dead?" asked the old Kirin in disbelief.

"I don't know much about the Soul Sutra now, but I should be able to save them. Haotian said.

After gathering enough soul essence, Haotian handed the soul of the Wind Emperor, and then gathered a ball of light to the white tiger, and at this time, Haotian felt a little tired, so he sat on the ground with the old qilin to rest.

"Who burned my Black Mountain tribe?"

Suddenly, there was a roar, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. A man descended from the sky, shaking the earth, this person was as black as carbon, and his face was fierce.

"Black Mountain?" the old Qilin recognized this black man, who was the legendary existence ranked eighth in the North Sea.

"Who are you? Montenegro didn't know the old unicorn and asked.

"He is your Qilin ancestor!" Haotian's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he is on a par with Black Mountain.

"Oh, the guardian of the Kirin Tribe. Montenegro said with a sense of understanding, and the words changed, "It's the fire you set on fire!"

"It's me, what's wrong with you?" the old unicorn lost his temper.

"Your Grandpa Montenegro killed you!" Montenegro did not agree with him.

The old unicorn knew that it was not a good type, and when it smashed it, he and Haotian both rose into the clouds.

"Roar!" the old unicorn used the unicorn roar, and the sound waves rippled and stirred, but the black mountain was originally transformed by stone spirit, as solid as a rock, and the unicorn roar had no effect on him at all, and it rebounded back, hurting the old unicorn himself.

Haotian bent his bow and set up an arrow, and the arrow shot at Black Mountain fell off and broke directly.

Montenegro took one step at a time, forcing the injured old Qilin, the situation was critical, Haotian had clouds under his feet, raised his fist and smashed it towards Montenegro.

Montenegro didn't pay attention to it, and threw a backhand punch, trying to block Haotian's giant spirit divine fist, but he underestimated the power of Haotian's punch, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Haotian is such a shrewd person, he is unforgiving, pounces on him, and beckons to Black Mountain with a raindrop-like fist.

Boom!

Like a blacksmith striking iron, Montenegro suddenly lost the power to fight back. And I never dreamed that Haotian's fist contained another irresistible power.

In this way, the black mountain, which was once invincible and ranked eighth in the North Sea, was deformed by Haotian, and it glowed red and glowed like molten iron.

"This is the iron of refining weapons, which is priceless and hard to find. The old unicorn was overjoyed when he saw the deformed Black Mountain.

"Give it to my father-in-law to refine weapons!" Haotian said.

"Yay. "The old unicorn went to pick it up, but he couldn't pick it up, which shows its importance.

"Montenegro is nothing more than that. Haotian said.

"This is what he despises the enemy, and you should not despise anyone in the future, otherwise there will be danger. The old unicorn warned Haotian.

Haotian was also covered in sweat, but he couldn't hold Montenegro's body.

"Lift it with your right hand. A voice came out of the spirit pouch, and it was the voice of the white tiger when I heard it.

Haotian was so excited that he opened the soul pouch and saw a pocket-sized version of the white tiger flapping its wings and flying.

"White Tiger, have you come back to life?" Haotian had tears rolling in his eyes, it was joy and happiness.

"It's good that I didn't hurt you in vain!" The white tiger no longer had the previous fierce and domineering, but was ignorant and cute.

"Why hasn't my Wind Emperor Master woken up yet?" Haotian was anxious about the Wind Emperor's safety.

"Don't worry, he needs to rest, your hard work won't be in vain. The white tiger flew and fell, and said a little weakly, "Brother, you have to find a way to get more soul spirits, I'm too weak." ”

"You just rest for a while, Haotian just killed the Black Mountain, this Black Mountain turned out to be a piece of muddy iron, which is the best material for making weapons, what weapons do you need, I will build it for you." The old Kirin said.

"Good boy, to be able to kill Black Mountain, not bad, not bad..."

Haotian followed the White Tiger's reminder, and his right hand easily lifted the Black Mountain.

Back in the Wind Emperor Tribe, Moonset took Haotian and them to the blacksmith.

These tribesmen were specially made tools and weapons for the tribe, but they put the body of Black Mountain into the furnace, which was directly crushed, and dust and sparks flew everywhere.