Cultivation is a thing against the sky, among tens of thousands of ordinary people, only a few people have the talent and luck to become a cultivator, and countless martial artists and Xuan cultivators, but there are countless people who stop at the peak of the two realms.

Just like Yan Zhengnan's words, no matter how strong you are at the peak of the Second Realm, in front of those grandmasters who have crossed the threshold in their lives and successfully entered the Third Realm, they are just a slightly stronger ant.

Any powerhouse of the Three Realms is a strong person with great luck, great perseverance, and great endurance, not to mention the endless spells and cultivation backgrounds, from the perspective of heart alone, any one is enough to make the world admire the strong state of mind!

Zhou Hao didn't know what kind of tempering Xuan Xiu's heart tribulation had to go through, but in order to condense the Gang Qi, the martial artist had to go through the torture of shattering his body and bones, and he couldn't cross it at all if he didn't have great perseverance!

And after crossing, cultivation will be a qualitative leap like an earth-shaking leap!

No wonder there is such a saying in the cultivation world: There are ants under the three realms!

Yan Zhengnan's words quickly flashed in his mind, looking at the black wind wall in front of him, Zhou Hao smiled bitterly, and finally knew why he couldn't break through the wind wall composed of yin wind no matter what.

This, after all, is a spell performed by the powerhouses of the Three Realms!

The power of the grandmaster is something that ordinary people can easily provoke!

Only then did he react, just now Aroye seemed to have said that he would call him the only general head grandmaster and great witch.

"Damn, it's actually a real powerhouse of the Three Realms, no wonder Yan Zhengnan's Xuanwu can't find any trace of this strange old man!"

Thinking that this strange old man also seemed to have a technique that could conceal his breath, Zhou Hao felt even more tricky.

Searching his intestines and scraping his stomach, Zhou Hao could only say such a sentence: "What a terrible old man!"

Rumble!

The slave ghost holding the green big knife slashed at the thick electric mang, Zhou Hao only felt that his whole body was churning, as if he had collided head-on with an ancient battering ram, the whole person flew out upside down, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but in an instant, it was vaporized by the electric mangs attached to him.

Clung to the rock wall of the cave, Zhou Hao, who was a little pale, looked at Aloye opposite, the other party was like a hunter playing prey, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Boy, let go of your mind and become my slave ghost, I will definitely make you the first ghost general under me!"

"Ghost your mother!" Zhou Hao couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, mobilized the only remaining spiritual power in his body, and started to cast the thunder method again, the five slave ghosts flying in the air wearing miserable green armor suddenly let out a piercing ghost roar, and the slave ghost led by him waved the big knife in his hand and hit Zhou Hao in the chest again!

Looking at the armored slave ghost floating in the air in front of him, Zhou Hao smiled: "The peak of internal strength!"

Aloye slowly appeared and explained with great interest: "Yes, according to the cultivation division of your Chinese people, Dabao now has the strength of the peak of internal strength, the second treasure, the third treasure of internal strength, as for the fourth treasure and the fifth treasure, it is the internal strength of Xiaocheng, but it's okay, the dead air here is so strong, give me two or three more years, and the two, three, four, and five treasures can all advance to the peak of internal strength!

The corners of Zhou Hao's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed.

Just wanted to laugh, but he pulled the wound on his chest and gasped involuntarily.

Zhou Hao, who was uncomfortable looking at Aloye so talkative, thinking about delaying time to recover some physical strength, pretended to have a stunned expression, and then asked, "That ghost worm, it's also your ghost!"

At the same time, I was thinking about what to do.

"Huh, you actually know about the Nether Holy Worm?"

Looking at Aloye's expression, Zhou Hao was sure in his heart that the ghost worm must have come from the handiwork of this strange old man.

"Hee-hee, boy, you know too much, Dabao!

With the thought that had just flashed in his mind, Zhou Hao said angrily: I don't believe that I can't kill you!

As soon as the words fell, the black spiritual power in the dantian suddenly moved, instantly rushing into the limbs and hundreds of remains, at the same time, the body dodged to the side, his hands were sealed, and he spit out a sentence: "Thunder!"

There is no thunderous momentum, no deafening sound, and no dazzling lightning, and the whole cave is quiet as usual.

But in the next moment, Aloye flew back with a strange scream, and the five slave ghosts that were originally dancing in front of Zhou Hao flew towards Aloye in a panic, protecting him tightly in front of him.

In the next moment, a slave ghost fell from mid-air with a terrible roar, and dissipated into a wisp of black smoke in the strange cry that ripped his heart and lungs and punctured his eardrums.

The entire cave was as quiet as an ice cellar, Aloye was stunned as he looked at the three treasures on the ground that slowly dissipated into a cloud of black gas, and Zhou Hao looked at his hands with a dull expression.

After a long time, Aroye raised his left hand and pointed at Zhou Hao, like a ghost, and screamed: "What did you do!"

Squinting at Aloye in front of him, Zhou Hao seemed to think of something, and the electric light around his body slowly faded, replaced by black lightning that was silent!

"This, this is ......" Aloye squeezed out a sentence from his throat with difficulty as if he had been pinched by someone's neck: "The legendary Yin Thunder! Impossible, impossible, who are you!"

Looking at Aloye, who was still winning a moment ago, Zhou Hao, who had become so frightened at this time, was suddenly overjoyed!

Rumble!

Wrapped in an infinite black electric fan, Zhou Hao rushed directly towards Aroye, and with a finger, a black electric ray as thin as a hair hit Aloye silently.

Yes!

A finger pierced through the eyebrows of a slave ghost, and in an instant, it was digested into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated in the cave.

Aloye was in a hurry, and countless gray needles shot out from the knots of his hands, but they hit Zhou Hao's body, and they were instantly engulfed by black lightning.

"I can't imagine that these two thunderbolts can really stimulate dead qi and turn into this black thunder and lightning!"

Although I don't know why the thunder and lightning transformed by spiritual power can't hurt these slave ghosts, the electric rays transformed by black spiritual power can kill them with one blow, and that's enough!

Fingers were connected, and even the big treasure with the miserable green big knife in his hand was tightly subjected to three black lightning rays and then turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Watching the slave ghosts he had carefully cultivated for years disappear in an instant, Aroye's eyes were blood-red, and he wanted to go crazy, roaring again and again.

"Who are you! This thunder, this thunder...... How is that possible!"

"Give me death!" Zhou Hao thought to himself: I don't know what Yin Thunder is, let alone how this thing came about.

However, seeing that Aloye, who was a powerhouse of the Three Realms, was chased and beaten by himself, Zhou Hao couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Chasing and escaping, the two gradually went deep into the cave, the deeper they went, the more dignified the dead air in the cave became, in this place where they couldn't see their fingers, if they couldn't sense Aloye with their breath, with the naked eye alone, I was afraid that they would have chased this strange old man away.

What made Zhou Hao enjoy it very much was that this yin thunder was invisible and silent, unlike ordinary thunder and lightning mixed with loud noises, and the market was unexpected, which made Aroye scream bitterly.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party could use spells such as wind walls to trap Zhou Hao from time to time, I am afraid that he would have died under the strange thunder.

Just as Zhou Hao had just broken free from a wall of wind and was about to continue the pursuit, Aloye's voice continued to remember, and he was in a fluorescent stone cave with a surging momentum, his body swelled strangely, and he looked at Zhou Hao with a strange smile.

"Boy, welcome to the Land of the Necrons of this Master!"

Frowning and looking at the surrounding karst caves that were dotted with countless fluorescent stones, he couldn't help but spit out: "Do you have a back hand?"

Aloye, who had lost the five slaves, laughed wildly, and actually stretched out his left hand and grabbed the black bowl in his right hand, grabbed a handful of worms from it, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Nether Worm?"

After grabbing a few handfuls, Aroye simply threw the black bowl aside, put his hands together and chanted the words in his mouth, and at the same time, he looked up and breathed, and the rich death qi around him directly penetrated into Aroye's nostrils at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boy, I'm going to eat you alive!"

Poof!

Aloye's swarthy skin, which was emaciated and covered in tattoos, shattered and elevated, her body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her skin turned a miserable green!

Zhou Hao snapped his fingers and shot out two yin thunderbolts, but they hit Aloye, who was constantly rising, and it only made the other party's body tremble slightly.

Looking at Aloye, whose face was hideous, two huge fangs spit out from his mouth, and his belly became huge, Zhou Hao had a faint bad premonition in his heart.

Suddenly, a roar like a desolate beast resounded through the cave, shaking down countless and countless rubble, and there was a roar in both ears.

"The devil is coming!"

In a few breaths, it became three meters tall, and under the faint fluorescence, the extremely terrifying and hideous Aloye looked at Zhou Hao with red eyes.

Sou......

A green afterimage blasted out towards Zhou Hao with countless ghost sounds, and before Zhou Hao could react, he had already punched Zhou Hao in the abdomen, directly blasting Zhou Hao into the hard rock wall.

With a pop, Zhou Hao's internal organs turned over the river and the sea, his ears roared, his eyes flashed with stars, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Looking at Aroye, who seemed to shake the ground with every step he took, the feeling of death filled his heart again!

Aloye grabbed Zhou Hao, who was stuck in the rock wall, and between the opening and closing of the huge fangs that ran up from the bottom, he exclaimed: "Boy, force me to perform the evil ghost transformation, you are still the first!"

Pinching Zhou Hao's head, he threw Zhou Hao out like a toy, rolled on the ground for hundreds of meters, and the dizzy Zhou Hao was embedded into the rock wall again.

"Evil ghosts?" Zhou Hao, who was scattered all over his body, and his internal organs were like burning fire, was extremely sober in his mind at the moment, feeling the almost empty heaven and earth vitality around him, and smiled bitterly, looking at Aloye, who was getting closer and closer to him.

He also took a deep breath and frantically exhaled the almost substantial dead qi in the cave, in order to repair his injuries in the shortest possible time.

Coughing up a trace of blood, he looked at Aroye, who was halfway to the ground.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that you kid can breathe out dead air?"

Hysterically absorbing the dead breath of the cave, Zhou Hao, whose cranial nerves seemed to be stimulated, only felt unprecedented pleasure, looking at the green-skinned monster under him, he inexplicably gave birth to a strange feeling that he wanted to devour!

It's just that Zhou Hao, who was still sober, was instantly startled by his own idea.

The body was grabbed by Aroye's huge palm and thrown out again.

Zhou Hao, who was in pain, suddenly couldn't help laughing, because, not because Zhou Hao had a tendency to be abused, but as he absorbed more dead air, his body became more and more itchy, so that Zhou Hao couldn't help laughing!