The mountains are continuous, and the mountains are green and the waters are green.

In a mountain forest, a figure is moving rapidly, and there are also pauses and pauses during the process, picking rare fruits.

In the past few days, Qin Hao didn't know how many mountains he had climbed, but few monks appeared, and a few of them were all monks at or above the Five Turns Realm, most of them were looking for a place to retreat.

During this period, Qin Hao exhausted the Nine Feet Chaos Sea many times, and after that, he simply kept running the Nine Dao Tricks, going over the mountains and mountains to swallow the surrounding immortal qi into his body.

While replenishing the consumption, Qin Hao was surprised to find that the Chaos Sea seemed to have become more condensed.

In his previous retreat, he had put most of his mind on the three-foot purple wood, so much so that he ignored the Chaos Sea.

That's right, the Nine Paths are the method of dual cultivation of the Dharma body, how can it be cultivated in one realm?

Looking at the dantian inside, the Nine Feet Chaos Sea, every drop of black water contains chaotic qi, but it is not as pure as the pool of black water that was swallowed by him.

Qin Hao's gaze was leisurely, it was already difficult to improve the size of the Nine Zhangs, thinking that it should be the smelting of the Chaos Qi, and it should be enough to turn the Nine Zhangs Sea from the color of the deep understanding to black.

"Jiuxiao, how long will it take to arrive?" Qin Hao asked.

There was a faint light flickering on the jade pendant on his waist, "At this speed, it will take at least a day or so." ”

"Bujing Mountain should have a leyline, and the immortal aura is extremely strong, but it is a little treacherous. ”

Qin Hao's speed plummeted, since this is the case, it is better to walk leisurely, and it is not bad to find more immortal herbs.

Similarly, Qin Hao's eyes were already flashing with a faint glimmer, as if he was saying, don't let me down!

He has not experienced strange things, just like in the Forbidden Island, that time was like a big dream, too illusory.

......

In more than a day, Qin Hao had already appeared in front of an open place, and in the distance, a high mountain with a height of thousands of feet looming over the immortal clouds.

Not a quiet mountain!

There are still dozens of miles away from the mountains, and there is already a strong resentment in the face.

The smile on Qin Hao's face was even worse, and sure enough, this breath alone would not disappoint him too much.

The body is like a green peng, and he is going to the mountain of silence.

The moment he stepped into the Bujing Mountain, Qin Hao felt that something was suppressed under this mountain, and the immortal qi escaping from the air was extremely strong, but it seemed to be really treacherous.

"Master, it's better to be careful!" The jade pendant on his waist trembled slightly, as if to warn Qin Hao.

After all, Qin Hao was only in the Divine Source Realm, and no one could know what was in this mountain range.

He naturally knew, so the speed was not fast, and along the way, Qin Hao almost found forty-eight pale golden immortal tablets standing in the mountains and forests.

Based on the location of these immortal monuments, slightly deducing, Qin Hao was shocked to find that there was actually a large array in this mountain, but it was not complete.

In front of a mountain rock, Qin Hao's footsteps stopped, and at this time, he had reached about halfway up the mountain.

In Qin Hao's gaze, an old man with a restrained breath and bright eyes stared at him, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Boy, how dare you break into the old man's retreat!?"

Seeing Qin Hao's idleness, the old man scolded.

In his eyes, if a young man who only turned into a realm dared to step into this dangerous mountain range, there must be ghosts.

In fact, he was only trying to find a retreat place by taking advantage of the horror of the mountain, but he never thought that there would really be a monk who dared to enter this mountain, and that he was also a monk who had turned into a divine source realm.

Qin Hao looked at the old man in front of him with an indifferent face, and said lightly: "Just passing by here, retreat, don't meddle in things!"

The indifferent words made the old man stunned, and these few breaths, Qin Hao had disappeared in front of the old man's eyes.

"No matter how deep it is, even I don't dare to step into it easily!" the old man spoke slowly, his eyes looked up the mountain, and a white-robed figure walked among them.

Suddenly, the old man burst out, and he had an intuition that there was something hidden in the mountains, and if the young man touched something, I am afraid that he would not even be able to clear the retreat.

"Boy, get out of the mountain for me!"

The old man shouted violently, and those slender hands were about to grab Qin Hao's chest.

He is a monk of the sixth turn of the Divine Source Realm, why should he use all his strength to embarrass a child?

"Noise!"

Feeling the figure whistling behind him, Qin Hao turned around indifferently and said coldly.

Immediately, a palm slowly swung over.

Syllable!

It was like a slap, a slap thrown out with only the strength of his body, and in an instant, all the bushes under Qin Hao leaned down.

Rumble!

The slap was directly thrown on the old man's face, and he flew out suddenly.

The old man's face was as white as paper, and he only felt as if he had been hit by a supernatural power, if it weren't for the awe-inspiring in his heart at the end, he instantly mobilized the immortal source to resist, I am afraid that his head would be exploded.

But even so, his face was numb and unconscious, half of his face was swollen into a pig's head, and a pain that pierced his heart spread through every nerve of his heart.

The old man flew upside down and hit the rock where he had been retreating before stopping.

He struggled to get up, used the immortal source to calm the qi and blood in his body, and looked at the young man in the distance in disbelief.

He suddenly remembered what the boy had said, 'Just passing by here, retreat, don't meddle in your business!'

At this moment, a voice with a hint of coolness sounded again.

"There will be a next time, and it will fall!"

Suddenly, the old man knelt on the ground and muttered: "Don't dare, don't dare to ......"

Whipped him away with a palm of his hand, even if he despised it, but this strength could no longer be ignored by him, at least, it was not something that he, a monk who had just entered the realm of the Six Transformations, could provoke.

Qin Hao was already walking towards the mountain, but the jade pendant on his waist trembled lightly.

"Those forty-eight pale golden immortal tablets are all transformed by the bones of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and that breath of several breaths are all my desolate sect master brothers!"

Qin Hao didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for Jiuxiao's words.

"Those forty-eight immortal monuments exude a mighty righteousness, and with the power of that leyline, they are suppressing something. ”

Qin Hao naturally sensed that breath, but even so, there was still a trace of treachery in the mountain, and the further up he went, the more chilly it became.

When he entered the Silent Mountain, Qin Hao already had this feeling, and now, Jiuxiao's words proved what Qin Hao thought in his heart.

But so what?

After 19,000 years of elapsion, how strong can it be.

Suddenly, Qin Hao's footsteps stopped again, and his gaze fell on a flat ground not far away.

A full eight immortal monuments stand, on these eight immortal monuments, there are a spell dyed by ink, 19,000 years of waves, still as new.

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a fine light, "It turned out to be a soul extinguishing spell, refining the bones of the golden immortal into an immortal tablet, depicting this soul destroying spell!"

"What a good idea!"

There are forty-eight immortal tablets on the mountainside, and there are also eight immortal tablets here.

Qin Hao looked at the eight immortal tablets in front of him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Immediately, a sword roar erupted, and the sword light of the Nine Heavens Sword overflowed.

The sword rose and fell, and the soul extinguishing spells on the eight immortal tablets were all broken.

Qin Hao said lightly, "I can't cut the immortal tablet refined by the Golden Immortals, but if I break a curse, I will be caught!"

"I want to see ...... under the curse of ten thousand years of soul extermination."

"What kind of ferocity!"