The dark clouds in the sky have become much thinner, and the Heavenly Thunder Dao, although dense, has a declining trend, showing a sense of powerlessness.

Wang Jinbao breathed a sigh of relief, this is Uncle Lei leaving.

Everyone thought so, and couldn't help but sigh for the 'dead man' who had a calm face and no tattered clothes under the thunder.

- In fact, Wang Jinbao didn't even have the strength to move the muscles on his face.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the only vein that was fused by the fourteen veins and the blood-colored spiritual power the size of a fist moved again!

I saw that blood-colored spiritual power and huge veins slowly approaching,

"Buzz!"

Brilliant blood light burst out, and in a few breaths, a terrifying red beam of light hit the sky!

"Boom!!"

The remaining bit of heavenly thunder power was shattered in an instant, and even the dark clouds in the sky burst into a large hole.

Everyone's eyes almost popped out!

What did they see? How dare they bombard the thunder! Is this crazy?

Sure enough, after the blow, the wind and clouds changed color, and the dark clouds showed signs of recondensing, and everyone's hearts were lifted.

If you want to say who wants to say something foul the most, it must be Wang Jinbao!

He wailed in his heart, Uncle Lei is leaving, why do you have to drive him!

After waiting for a long time, the dark clouds finally did not condense and dissipated directly.

Wang Jinbao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at it again, there was no blood-colored spiritual power in the vein pass, only a huge blood-colored vein pass, and the concentric circles in one of the circles shrank more and more until they shrank to the central position.

It was a fist-sized circle, terrifyingly red, incomparably deep, like a veined eye, which made people feel chilled.

"Knock Knock Knock"

The huge veins began to jump, not ordinary humming, but like the beating of war drums and the sound of hearts, a dull and powerful thump.

The spiritual power of the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses surged, blowing a tide of spiritual power, and the huge suction force made countless martial artists of the Pulse Pass Realm and the Spiritual Realm envious.

Only the divine light in Lao Dao's eyes was intertwined, staring at the center of the huge vein, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he clearly saw that something different from the spiritual power was being absorbed by that vein!

Elves!

Between heaven and earth, there are many spiritual energy, which are the easiest to be absorbed and refined by martial artists, but it is not that there are no other substances, there are many other existences, such as spiritual essence is one of them.

Spiritual essence is more rare and mysterious than spiritual power, it is the essence of this heaven and earth, if the martial artist can absorb it, the benefits are unimaginable, and it can play a role in increasing cultivation, qi and blood, and even divine consciousness.

It can be said that it can improve the quality of a martial artist in an all-round way, and long-term absorption can even change the root bone of a martial artist, making it more suitable for cultivation, magical and precious.

And the exercises that can directly absorb the spiritual essence are all held by the great sects and sects, and the cultivation requirements are strict, and only a few core disciples are qualified.

Of course, the difficulty of ordinary exercises cannot be compared with this kind of exercises, and those who can be cultivated are all supreme geniuses, and there are very few existences.

Now that this strange vein is directly absorbing spirit spirits, how can it not make him frightened?

Wang Jinbao watched the 'Heavenly Cave' in the distance gradually heal, and in his heart he owed Uncle Lei all kinds of debts, and apologized to the Heavenly Dao Ancestors.

I didn't really want to hit you!

Somehow, there was a sudden suction force that sucked Wang Jinbao up from the ground.

A treasure that is dying and about to ascend to heaven on the spot...... Panic, panic!

Although this state was about to get cold, he was just panicking!

This pulse is so weird, even he, the master, doesn't know what's going on, and he looks confused and stunned!

Now that he has sucked him up, what do you want to do? Is it because the master has become stronger? Or is it because he wants to take away his master and occupy his body?

I have to say that Wang Jinbao's brain replenishment power is extremely powerful, and his exhausted body slowly rises into the air, floating in front of the huge pulse pass, and let the pulse pass be slaughtered.

The people in the distance were attracted to forget everything, quietly waiting for possible changes, and Lao Dao's momentum was ready to explode at any time to save this kid who had paid 'innumerable' efforts.

"Boom!"

The huge pulse shook violently, three feet away from Wang Jinbao, and the brilliance flowed, spraying a rich red glow on Wang Jinbao's back.

Feeling the pure energy of that red glow, everyone was shocked again, it was a glow that was richer than the spiritual mist, and even with the power of qi and blood!

Wang Jinbao snorted, there was only one word in his body, cool!

His depleted body was like a rain after a long drought, greedily absorbing Chixia, and the wounds were quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was amazingly fast!

A monstrous majesty slowly rose there, making everyone's hearts awe-inspiring, as if it was not a person, but an ancient beast that was about to be born!

The meridians that had dried up to the point of slight cracks were refilled at this moment, not only did the cracks heal, but they even became thicker and tougher, all of them shimmering with a crystal glow, like the purest jade.

The pulse of joy jumped, thumping, the frequency was amazing, and a storm of spiritual power swept through, frantically surging towards it, and then transformed into a red glow, which was very gently sent into Wang Jinbao's body.

Under the nourishment of Chixia, Wang Jinbao's whole person regained his life, and a piece of 'rotten wood' got a second spring!

Well...... Second Spring.

The body and spirit are gradually full, the meridians are gradually filled, the perception is gradually restored, and a momentum is emanating, which is much stronger than before!

His withered old skin was falling in a row, revealing the soft skin of a newborn baby, which was bright and white.

At this time, Wang Jinbao's whole person was soaked in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and he carefully felt every change in himself, which was a feeling that was becoming more and more powerful!

This is not Wang Jinbao's illusion, even everyone can clearly perceive the rapidly expanding momentum and coercion, the vitality is as vigorous as the Hanhai, and the qi and blood are majestic and straight up to the sky!

However, at this moment, a black light appeared from the void and quickly rushed towards Wang Jinbao, who was still recovering.

Lao Dao didn't make a move, and watched quietly.

"You dare!"

"Look for death!"

The two shouts rang out almost at the same time, and an arrogant purple sword light and a huge golden palm print burst out at the same time, and the speed was comparable.

Just as the two powerful attacks were about to hit the black shadow, suddenly a deep black light lit up, forming a shield,

"Bang!!"

The shield was directly shattered, and the black shadow was only a foot away from Wang Jinbao, but it fell short at the last moment and flew out directly.

A mouthful of black blood was left in the air, and the person disappeared directly!

"Ghost!" The short old man's eyes were terrifying, and his whole body was full of coercion, making the mountains tremble under his feet!

He stared at the mouthful of black blood and didn't chase after it.

"Hmph!" the man wearing the purple crown showed displeasure on his face, he was like an unsheathed divine sword, angry at the moment, and even more like thousands of divine swords clanging, making people dare not look directly.

Looking at that mouthful of black blood, everyone was awe-inspired, the ghost master!

A few decades ago, he slaughtered bloodthirsty people from dozens of tribes, and his methods were extremely vicious, treacherous, and ruthless, and those who offended him never ended well.

Even if he is a person who does not offend him, as long as he takes a fancy to him, he will not escape death, even if the five major forces have a blood feud with him.

Many years ago, the five major sects had united to exterminate him, but they couldn't find his figure at all, and he called himself the Ghost Master, which means that it is as difficult to find as a ghost, and his concealment skills are outstanding, and even the Shadow Gate is difficult to compare.

Wang Jinbao broke out in a cold sweat, he felt the breath of death just now! That person was cold, weird, and suffocating.

And looking at what he was wearing, it was clearly the black robe that was in the depths of the Demon Wind Valley before, behind the 'Green Brothers'!

Just feel the sense of power and come to the head-on, the flood is really dangerous, you still have to be careful, don't be arrogant.

At this time, he was full of crystals, exuding a hazy glow, and there was a sense of dust, he moved his body, descended to the ground, and immediately ran towards the two people who had just shot.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue. Wang Jinbao bowed ninety degrees, respectfully clenched his fists at the purple-crowned man in front of him, and bowed.

The man looked as plump as jade, uninhibited, and at this moment his eyes were smiling, and he nodded slightly: "Yes, what's your name?"

"Junior Wang Jinbao. Wang Jinbao stood up straight, hurriedly replied, and before the man could speak, he hurriedly said:

"Senior, I wonder if the junior can go and thank the senior first, and then reply to the senior?" he glanced at the short old man in the distance.

The purple-crowned man also glanced at it, and his eyes were like a divine sword slashing out, extremely sharp, "Go ahead." ”

Wang Jinbao bowed again, ran towards the short old man, and when he reached another mountain, he immediately bowed down and said:

"Senior, thank you ......"

"Hmph!" Before he finished speaking, he heard the short old man's dissatisfied snort, which suddenly made Wang Jinbao a little confused.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life. Wang Jinbao still insisted on finishing speaking, and secretly glanced at the short old man, and found that he was looking at the purple-crowned man.

The eyes of the two were agitated, playing in the air, colliding with sparks, and even the air was squeezed!

"Say, who you choose. The short old man said with a golden glint in his eyes.